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Chapter 155 Moths to the flame

The battle in the vampire castle has long ended. Qin Changfeng held the scepter and passed through the corpses everywhere, followed closely by Elizabeth and Michael leading their troops.

At this time, Qin Changfeng had changed back into the pontiff's robe, and the penetrating wound on his right shoulder made it impossible for him to continue wearing the armor.

He stood on the city wall, looking back at the vampire castle that had stood for hundreds of years. The blazing fire was already burning, like a huge crematorium... The glory and future of the vampire would be destroyed in the fire.

The werewolves were not much better. Elizabeth deliberately launched the attack ten minutes late, which brought the mutual killing between werewolves and vampires to the most brutal stage. What's more, their leader Lucian has surrendered to the Holy See. The future of werewolves

, seems to be foreseeable.

From slaves of vampires to slaves of the Holy See, their fate does not seem to have changed. The only difference may be that the Holy See does not define their status as slaves, but as guardians of a clan. However, no matter the number of races or the scope of their activities,

, all have strict restrictions.

Although this is still like being a hound in captivity, it is at least much better than the treatment in the vampire castle.

Of course... there are still werewolves who yearn for complete freedom, but under the silver sword and crossbow, the price of freedom is blood and corpses!

"Lucian, freedom is never lawlessness, but living under relatively fair rules. Just like a kite, of course it can fly higher and higher in the sky unscrupulously, but if there is no string to hold it, what awaits it will eventually end.

It will only be self-destruction!”

As they galloped toward the location of William's prison, Qin Changfeng said to Lucian. With the werewolf leader accompanying them, no wolf beast would cause trouble to them along the way.

Lucian was silent for a moment and then said: "What you said makes sense, but what I don't understand is...why it was the vampires who made the rules before, and now it's you, and no werewolves have ever participated?"

"It's simple, because we are stronger than you!"

Qin Changfeng shrugged his right arm, held the reins with his left hand and said with a smile: "When one day you think you can defeat me, you can try to challenge me. If you win, you will have the right to make rules, but

Before that, you'd better advise your people to accept the reality. At least I regard them as potential warriors, not slaves! They fight for me, and I grant them equal rights to survive. This is very reasonable."

It is unrealistic to completely eliminate werewolves and vampires in a short period of time. Their ability to infect viruses can make them burn like weeds.

Rather than spending endless energy and time chasing them, it is better to try to control them. At least Lucian, the werewolf leader, has a fatal weakness. His love for his wife and children will never allow him to become Victor.

Such a ruler.

Qin Changfeng is not worried that they will rebel again in the future. As long as he lives, his strength will become stronger and stronger, and soon he will be far beyond the limits of this world. What can they do if they rebel at that time?

Wave coming?

What's more... he can't let the Holy See become too comfortable. If there is no threat at all, once he leaves, the Legion of Holy Light may soon be corrupted and corrupted by the comfort.

"After you go back, you can try to establish a deep friendship with Serena." Qin Changfeng suddenly said when he deliberately speeded up his horse a little to let Elizabeth keep pace with him alone.

Elizabeth smiled sweetly, already understanding the intention of His Majesty the Pope. She blinked her long eyelashes and said with a smile: "Is Your Majesty planning to make her the new leader of the vampires? Why do you only like her among so many vampire captives?

, it seems...you are very special to that beautiful vampire?"

Qin Changfeng coughed dryly, feeling a little overwhelmed, and said with a serious face: "Don't underestimate her, she will be a powerful warrior, the kind that can be compared with Michael!"

"Oh..." The beautiful blond archbishop responded meaningfully, with a cunning look in his blue eyes.

Time passed little by little, and Qin Changfeng was not worried that Marcus would reach the destination before them, because the prison was located far away from the vampire castle and was hidden in the mountains. Although Marcus could fly, he was severely injured.

He will need at least a few hours to recover from his injuries, so he won't be able to reach it before the night is over.

And once daylight falls, he must hide... Although he is the ancestor of vampires, he is still afraid of the sun.

At this time, Qin Changfeng and the others had plenty of time to rush in front of him.

William's prison was actually converted from an abandoned castle, which is why Serena's father was able to build the prison by himself, because he only completed the most important part of the cell.

The entrance to the castle is at the foot of the mountain. Since it is crossed by a river, it can only be entered by boat.

When Qin Changfeng led more than fifty Holy Light warriors into the abandoned castle, he immediately saw Thomas and the Holy Light Knights he had brought with him on a dry platform.

After Thomas saluted, he stepped forward and helped Qin Changfeng onto the platform. At the same time, he asked hopefully: "His Majesty the Pope, to be able to see you so soon, it seems that the battle at the Vampire Castle has been won?"

Qin Changfeng nodded and smiled: "Victor and Amelia are dead, and the vampire castle has been reduced to ashes. Next, as long as Marcus and William are killed here... the sacred light will soon shine on the entire earth.

.”

"We are ready. Both Marcus and William will be judged by the Holy Light here!" Thomas looked at the surrounding walls, where was the source of his confidence... More than a dozen small crossbows were driven.

Above, hidden on a dark protruding platform, behind each crossbow are two Holy Light Knights, one responsible for aiming and shooting, and the other responsible for loading huge crossbow arrows as thick as a baby's arm.

More than a dozen crossbows looked down in the air, locking all the space below. The arrows were the sharpest three-edged arrows, mixed with a high proportion of silver. Even Marcus and William were shot continuously by such crossbow arrows.

, and had to be crucified.

The battle came much later than everyone expected. It was not until the end of the second night that everyone thought Marcus would not come again, but he suddenly arrived.

And not from the entrance of the castle, but above their heads!

With a bang, a loud noise suddenly came from inside the castle, and then the top of the castle was filled with gravel and sawdust flying. A huge boulder smashed down, piercing the decaying dome of the castle, revealing a hole, and then a large area of ​​blackness covered it.

The shadow rushed in.

Not Marcus, but Bat!

Countless bats poured in like a black tornado, and then quickly turned into a carpet, wrapping around the Holy Light Warriors in the castle.

For the Holy Light Knights, who were all covered in armor, these bats posed almost no danger, but they could block their sight. Dozens of vampires took advantage of this opportunity and jumped down after the bats.

Obviously, these are all vampire subordinates recruited by Marcus temporarily!

Almost all of the first batch of Holy Light Knights participated in the battle against the Vampire Castle, so the recruits brought by Thomas were basically recruits who had only been trained for four or five months. Although the equipment was still luxurious, it could not cover up the lack of training, and the combat

The fact that experience is weak.

When the enemy did not come in at the entrance as they expected, but appeared directly overhead, the knights who were waiting on the platform immediately fell into chaos.

Qin Changfeng stood in the center of the platform holding his scepter, indifferent to the surrounding situation. He only cared about Marcus' figure.

Suddenly, after dozens of vampires entangled the Holy Light Knights, an ugly figure turned its back to the moon and descended from the hole. It was Marcus.

He flapped his huge bat wings and stayed in mid-air for a moment, then looked at the direction he was coming from and quickly flew towards a stone tunnel half-hidden in the river, without any concern for the vampires who were locked in a bitter fight.

"Your Majesty, do you want to launch it?" Thomas stared at Marcus' back and said, referring to the bed crossbow hidden in the darkness.

"No need," Qin Changfeng waved his hand and said, "Take care of these bats and vampires and wait until he comes out of the tunnel before firing."

Thomas nodded and realized that if he launched a sudden attack at that time, the hit rate would be much higher, because the space for Marcus in the corridor to avoid would be greatly restricted by the stone wall.

"Despicable and cowardly humans, die!" A vampire rushed forward and slashed down with a big sword in both hands.

Qin Changfeng sighed slightly in his heart. The new recruits were still of no use. If the first batch of Holy Light Knights led by Michael were here, even if there were only ten of them, it would be impossible for the enemy to rush in front of him.

Poof!

This heroic vampire warrior had his head smashed by a huge palm. He was Lucian who had transformed. His majestic and burly body stood out from the crowd. He roared and showed off his power unbridled. No other vampire

Can block his violent attacks.

On the way here, he understood from Qin Changfeng's words the value of the werewolf clan's existence in the coming years - fighting!

Qin Changfeng looked at Lucien's violent back and suddenly said to Elizabeth beside him: "Archbishop, if one day I leave this world, do you have the confidence to control such a beast?"

"Leave?" Upon hearing this word, the beautiful archbishop trembled immediately, and an indescribable fear surged in her heart. She could not imagine... what would be her fate without the man beside her?

Just when she was frightened and helpless, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, and then she was embraced by a broad chest.

Naturally, the only one who dared to do this was His Majesty the Pope. Although His Majesty the Pope was reserved and did not say any words of comfort, it still made her feel at ease...

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