In the darkness, an extremely handsome young man stepped out of the sky, like a god descending, and countless people present were trembling.
In the darkness behind him, a large number of figures appeared.
Following closely behind this handsome young man was Jacob Rothschild.
Behind Jacob.
They were all powerful men in the European underground world, but now they were following behind like a group of servants with their heads lowered.
"It's Toledo Bruch. I've seen his portrait handed down from the fifteenth century. It's exactly the same as it is now, without any change." A cardinal archbishop of the Vatican couldn't help but trembled.
This time, although the Pope did not come in person, two cardinals from the Holy See came.
As the old enemies of the Vampire Clan, even if they have not seen the legendary prince in person, they have seen him from the records of the Holy See.
"Prince Bruch is really not dead."
"The divine realm, almost a century has passed, and it has finally come to the human world again."
Countless strong men were watching, trembling.
Among them, there are many great masters and S-level powerful men who have never seen the divine realm, because the divine realm has disappeared for so long, so long that they have almost forgotten that there is a god in this world.
Now, Prince Bruch returns to the world again.
The infinite darkness that seemed to swallow everything made every powerful and powerful man who dominated one side couldn't help but bow down.
The giant snake under the Dragon Controller's crotch curled up into a ball and lost all its fierce flames.
The two-headed war wolf under the crotch of the African shaman chief priest also whimpered and kept retreating.
When Prince Bruch came out of the air and passed through everyone.
"Tora Kato, the top-ranked Japanese leader in Japan, pays homage to His Royal Highness Prince Bruch. His ancestor Miyamoto Musashi once recorded the legend of sparring with His Highness the Prince, which is still admired by future generations. It is a great honor to meet His Highness the Prince today. I wish His Highness the victory.
, May your martial arts be prosperous." Japanese swordsman master Kato Tiger was the first to prostrate himself.
Prince Bruch raised his eyes and said calmly: "So you are a descendant of that boy Musashi."
Miyamoto Musashi was a famous swordsman in the early Edo period of Japan. When he was successful in swordsmanship, he traveled all over the world. When he traveled to Europe, he met a blood prince and was defeated. He was defeated and survived. After returning to Japan, he made great progress in swordsmanship and established himself as one of the best in the world.
Eventually he became the Japanese sword god.
Even hundreds of years ago, gods were rare people.
So even though Miyamoto Musashi has been dead for hundreds of years, Prince Bruch still remembers him.
There were also peerless powerful men such as the Indian Dragon Controller, the Great Shaman of Africa, the Snowman King, etc., all bowed before Prince Bruch. Except for people from the Holy See, almost no one on the coast dared to face the Blood Prince directly.
Seeing people kneeling on the ground, Prince Bruch was as arrogant as an emperor.
The secular people far away in the stands couldn't help but tremble when they saw this scene.
When those strong men came just now, they all had powerful magical powers. They could cut waves with one sword, control dragons and break through waves, fly across the sky... They were like myths, but now they all knelt down or were defeated in front of this blood prince, as if they were worshiping gods.
"Huh." The blood prince's eyes flashed and he saw a group of clergy still standing in the crowd wearing religious robes and exuding a sacred aura.
A trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and he hummed: "You little brats of the Holy See, why don't you kneel down?"
The terrifying pressure made those in the Holy See panic.
"Prince Bruch, you are a vampire and you are a heinous person. How dare you ask us to kneel down without fear of the Pope punishing you." The Holy See and the vampires are natural enemies. They have been fighting since the Middle Ages until now. Both sides have accumulated countless deep hatreds. Facing the vampires,
Prince, the red-robed archbishop standing at the front couldn't help but roar.
"Hahaha," Prince Bruch laughed loudly: "That boy Lawrence is hiding in the Vatican, he doesn't even dare to show his face, and he dares to speak so brazenly, kneel down!"
Boom!
A dark aura fell from the sky like Mount Tai.
"defense!"
The red archbishop roared, took out a sacred vessel, and a ray of holy light rose into the sky. The clergy all took out the sacred vessel, Bibles, and chanted divine incantations, and rays of holy light rose into the sky.
The sound of angels singing Sanskrit came from the void.
Rays of golden light filled the air, just like the gospel of the Lord covering the earth.
Countless spectators, especially the Vatican believers, could not help shouting for miracles and knelt down on the spot.
However, darkness swept down and pressed on the holy light, boom!
Suddenly, the holy light continued to collapse, angels fell, and the Sanskrit sounds turned into the devil's arrogant laughter. All the golden light was polluted by the darkness, and the huge dark aura suppressed it. The holy vessels and the Bible all turned black and decayed.
ah!
The group of people in the Holy See screamed and were pressed to the ground by the dark atmosphere. Black smoke erupted from their bodies, and the stench was extremely bad. The people in the Holy See practiced divine power, and the power of darkness was poison to them.
In the blink of an eye, these people fell to the ground, rolling and screaming, with pus flowing from their skin and blood from their eyes, crawling towards Prince Bruch, begging him for mercy.
See this scene.
The strong men around him were as silent as cicadas.
The people in the Holy See are not weaklings, especially the red archbishop, who is extremely powerful and is second only to the Pope in combat power. He is at least as strong as S. They have innate restraint when facing strong men from the dark system.
Many powerful people in the underground world present have suffered losses from the Holy See.
But such a powerful red archbishop was like an ant in front of Prince Bruch.
The worldly spectators in the distance were even more horrified, as if they had just now recognized the face of this vampire prince. Just now they saw that he was so handsome and elegant, many women were still confused.
"Oops, this vampire prince is so powerful, will our Dragon God of War not be able to defeat him?"
Among the spectators, there were many Chinese people. Originally they had absolute confidence in Long Xiaoshan, but at this time, they couldn't help but become worried.
"Then Long Xiaoshan isn't so scared that he doesn't dare to come."
There were many people who began to become suspicious when they saw that Long Xiaoshan still didn't show up.
Just when everyone was thinking about their own thoughts, someone shouted: "Here we come."
Everyone looked inland.
Different from when the powerful men showed off their magical powers, a group of people were slowly walking in from outside. The one walking at the front was a young man wearing casual clothes with black hair tied back casually.
His skin was crystal clear and his eyes were like black jade. He came slowly and slowly. Beside him were a group of beautiful women, more than a dozen of them, each one of whom was of stunning beauty that is rare in the world.
The ring is fat and the swallow is thin, each has its own merits.
Seeing such a scene, countless people's eyes were filled with tears.
If they had not recognized the man walking at the front who was famous throughout the European Union, no one would have thought that this was the war of the century, but that "Jia Baoyu" had run out for a walk with the women in the Grand View Garden.
When Long Xiaoshan came with his group of stunning women, the crowd gave way.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were calm, with his hands behind his back, and there was no strong aura on his body. He occasionally turned sideways and exchanged a word or two with the woman next to him, and just like that, step by step, he walked to the coast.
