Eight hundred and eleventh chapter vampire werewolf
Zhang Yang actually enjoyed the useless compliments from the three secret party elders.
Regardless of anything else, it is really not easy to make these proud guys lower their noble heads.
Especially when I think of how I almost lost my life in the hands of King George last night. If not for the moment of life and death, when Kunpeng, an ancient beast from the ancient times, suddenly burst out of my body and allowed me to successfully fight back, I would have turned into a wandering ghost now.
Feeling secretly happy, Zhang Yang looked calm and calm on the outside.
He waved his hand and said: "Forget the past! It was just a misunderstanding. There is an old saying in China that no business can be concluded without fighting. From now on, we can just be friends."
Zhang Yang has made up his mind to use these vampires to help him promote Chinese medical skills to the Western world.
Since they have ways to control the political arena, they can naturally control the direction of public opinion.
If Chinese medicine wants to break the monopoly of pharmaceutical companies and medical institutions in the Western world, no matter how powerful it is, it will be difficult to break through the shackles.
If you get the support of the secret party, you will get twice the result with half the effort.
Of course Zhang Yang would not let go of such an opportunity.
"Mr. Zhang is really straightforward, we will be friends from now on." Iverson said with a smile.
Naturally, the three elders quickly agreed, as if they were following Iverson's lead.
Nicole on the side was a little surprised when she saw that these four core members of the Secret Party Elders who were usually serious and even somewhat rigid had such a side.
However, she felt relieved again when she thought of Zhang Yang's terrifying strength, especially his ability to help vampires easily absorb the power contained in nature.
Whether it is the secret party, the devil party, or even the more rigid and conservative neutral party, they all strive for strength.
In the dark world where the jungle prevails, everything is empty talk without power!
"Uncle Iverson, you see, I have already said that Mr. Zhang is definitely not that stingy. He definitely didn't take what happened last night to heart at all. Besides, China has always been about using force to make friends, so everyone
It should just be a discussion and exchange."
Nicole said and deliberately glanced at Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang, of course, knew that she was trying to smooth things over, and naturally he would not offend her, so he smiled and nodded: "Miss Nicole is right. If there is a chance in the future, we should really communicate more."
Unexpectedly, his words immediately attracted a burst of explicit praise from the three elders.
At this time, even Iverson couldn't stand it anymore.
To be fair, he was also a little helpless towards the three elders behind him.
They are so superior that they usually only listen to flattery from others. How do they know how to flatter others?
Nowadays, it can be regarded as learning now and selling it now, so it naturally seems stiff.
However, they have no self-awareness, which is really frustrating.
He frowned, coughed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Well, it's getting late. Saving people is like putting out fires. Mr. Zhang is a doctor like a parent. He rushed here without even using breakfast. Should we take a look first?
Look at those seriously ill patients infected by evil forces?"
Nicole didn't know what Iverson meant, so she quickly said: "Three elders, without further ado, let's leave now!"
The three of them seemed to realize something, smiled awkwardly, and agreed one after another.
Iverson immediately turned around and led the way: "Mr. Zhang, please come this way."
A group of five people, led by Iverson, came to a stone wall.
In fact, as soon as he approached this place, Zhang Yang faintly felt an unusual aura.
This power is a bit strange, with the ability to distort space. It is similar to the Sumeru space previously constructed in the secret military base in Beidu.
However, the power to achieve this effect is completely different, it is a purely Yin-type power.
Looking at the six-pointed star pattern engraved on the ground, Zhang Yang guessed that this should be an entrance composed of some kind of Western magic circle.
Sure enough, Iverson pointed his finger and heard a buzzing sound in the air, which started to tremble slightly.
The next moment, countless blue fluorescence emerged from the six-pointed star on the ground.
Those light spots continued to seep out from the gaps in the six-pointed star pattern, drifting around, accumulating more and more, and finally formed a dreamlike blue light curtain.
Buzz——
There was another slighter vibration.
On the wall, a faint blue hole slowly opened.
Might and Magic...
A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes.
Everything in front of me is exactly the same as what I see in European and American fantasy movies.
Perhaps those fantastic ideas are not just human imagination, but have basis.
"Mr. Zhang, please come with me!"
As Iverson spoke, he took the lead in stepping into the doorway formed by the light curtain.
Zhang Yang didn't hesitate and followed straight in.
The moment he passed the light curtain, Zhang Yang felt as if his body was passing through a barrier composed of an oil film.
This feeling disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, a cold breath hit my face.
This is……
Zhang Yang looked at the strange scene in front of him in amazement.
This is an underground palace wrapped in frost.
To be precise, this place looks like a mausoleum with coffins.
All around are beautifully carved sarcophagi, neatly stacked in a row.
The cold breath came from the gaps in the coffin.
Moreover, there was already a thick layer of white frost on the coffin.
In fact, some of the coffins were no longer covered with hoarfrost, but instead were covered with a thick layer of solid ice.
There are crystal clear ice crystals hanging around the coffin lid!
The cold air came in waves, making people's cheeks hurt.
However, just being cold is actually nothing.
This chill was completely inferior to the one experienced by the Viking witch, but the cold evil force was exactly the same.
Not only that, this cold smell was also mixed with a faint smell of blood and rotting corpses.
As soon as the five people appeared, two burly men in black came over.
Iverson didn't wait for them to speak, and immediately waved his hand and ordered: "You guys go out and take a rest first."
"Yes, sir!" The two big men glanced at Zhang Yang in surprise, and then said respectfully.
After they carefully exited the underground palace through the opened magic door, Iverson said: "Mr. Zhang, please go this way."
As he spoke, he continued to lead Zhang Yang deeper into the underground palace.
In fact, Zhang Yang's attention has long been focused in this direction.
Although the cold air emanating from those coffins was powerful enough, it was nothing compared to this direction.
Zhang Yang guessed that that is where the "sick patient" he needs to face today should be.
There are no electric lights or candles in the underground palace.
However, overhead, there is a shiny stone every few meters.
Although the faint light emitted by the stone illuminated the entire underground palace, it made the place appear even more eerie and eerie.
The further we walked, the colder the temperature seemed, and even the air seemed to be frozen.
Not only that, the lingering smell of blood and putrefaction also became stronger and stronger.
Finally, after advancing about a hundred meters, we came to a wall blocked by ice.
Standing in front of it, a cold breath hits your face, like steel needles that sting your skin.
Zhang Yang subconsciously used Nine Yang Qi to build a barrier on the surface of his body, blocking out the coldness.
Buzz…
With the click of Iverson's finger, the originally frozen wall shimmered with blue light.
Click!
The frozen stone wall cracked from the middle, and the dense cracks spread radially like a spider web.
Wow!
The broken ice cubes made a clanging sound when they hit the ground, revealing a thick stone door carved with complicated patterns on the wall.
Boom!
There was another heavy sound, and the door slowly opened.
All he saw in front of him was a room of less than one hundred square meters.
The room was divided into two by a row of steel bars as thick as an arm.
There is a small door about one meter wide on the right, which is tightly locked by a thick chain.
As soon as he entered the door, he heard the rattling sound of chains, accompanied by a low whimper.
Looking around, I saw a bat-like monster on the wall covered in frost, being tightly locked to the wall by huge chains like a rice dumpling.
All over his body, his clothes had been torn into torn pieces of cloth.
The exposed skin was already bloody and bloody.
It has red eyes, fangs with bloodshot eyes and mucus, and its nails are long, pointed and slightly curved.
As if he smelled the human scent, this guy opened his scarlet eyes and stared at Zhang Yang.
Roar!
It suddenly showed its sharp fangs, let out a roar, and struggled violently.
Bang!
Bang!
It kept shaking the chains firmly fixed in the stone wall, violently rubbing and colliding, emitting bursts of fire.
"Let me go, let me go! Ugh... I'm hungry! I'm so hungry! Give me blood! Blood!"
Along with the sound of chains and impact, its hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
"how so?!"
When Nicole saw it, her eyes were full of anxiety.
Obviously, the situation in front of her was somewhat different from what she had seen before.
"Probably because the Viking witches were completely wiped out, the evil aura in his body completely burst out." Iverson said with some uncertainty.
When he said this, he glanced at Zhang Yang intentionally or unintentionally, obviously hoping to get his confirmation.
"Strange, why this situation is only reflected on him..." Nicole frowned and said.
"Probably because in addition to vampire blood, he also has werewolf blood!" Zhang Yang said suddenly.
"How do you know?!" Nicole looked at Zhang Yang suddenly, with a look of disbelief on her face.
Although she knew that Zhang Yang was very powerful, she never expected that he even knew this.
"Didn't you say before that the evil spirit in the Viking witch was awakened by the blood of werewolves, so I just said it casually." Zhang Yang laughed and laughed.
Because he obviously noticed that not only Nicole was surprised, but also the other four people's eyes were shocked.
Although he didn't know why their reaction was so violent, he must have inadvertently touched some secret of the vampire clan.
He didn't want to cause any more trouble.
"Mr. Zhang, is there anything you can do? Please, save him, please!" Nicole begged.
"Do your best!" Zhang Yang said and walked towards the iron gate.
Iverson originally wanted to open the door for him, but Zhang Yang shook his head, made a finger gesture, and the door lock clicked open.
He ignored the four people who were looking at each other and walked directly to that person. (To be continued)