[The host contacts the plot character Victor, triggers the lottery link, and gets two lottery opportunities. Do you want to draw now? 】
Hearing the system beep, Russell raised his eyes and looked over. He saw a thin, energetic old man with a head of silver hair carefully combed, giving him a very aristocratic temperament.
Although his image is not bad, there is a sinister aura all over his body, and you can tell at a glance that this guy is not a good person.
"Victor!"
When he saw the enemy who killed his wife and children, Lucian immediately roared, and as if on a conditioned reflex, he exuded an astonishing murderous aura from his body. Suddenly, the faint smell of blood lingered in the air.
Shocked by the astonishing murderous intent, Victor bared his fangs and growled, responding to Lucian's provocation, and then taunted: "Lucian, you have been hiding in Tibet for so many years, have you not even given up the dignity of the leader of the wolf clan?
"
"dignity!?"
Lucien didn't understand why, and said forcefully: "As long as I can kill you, I don't care about my dignity!"
"Huh, that's not what I'm referring to..."
Victor stretched out his hand and accurately pointed out Russell among hundreds of people: "Both vampires and werewolves are creatures favored by darkness. As the leader of the werewolf clan, you are willing to become a lackey of the church. I am really ashamed of you!
"
The formation of the werewolf team was clearly centered on Russell and was intended to protect him.
Victor is an old man and thinks he can use this to sow discord. After all, werewolves are used to being arrogant. Lucian is willing to be the lackey of the church, but the same cannot be said for other werewolves.
After the words fell, there was a sudden silence in the venue. Victor's mouth curled up slightly, waiting for the dog-eat-dog show to unfold.
But Lucian's answer almost made him jaw drop, thinking that he was hallucinating.
"It is the honor of the werewolf family to become the priest's lackey..."
As he spoke, Lucien knelt down on the ground and said, "Father, please take in us, these lost people."
"Lucian, are you crazy?"
Victor's eyes bulged, and he felt that Lucian must have rabies, otherwise the leader of his clan would be so groveling, the werewolves under him would definitely rebel.
However, there was no rebellion. Hundreds of werewolves knelt down and said, "Father, please take me in."
In the hall, hundreds of people were crowded together, and the scene was spectacular, not to mention those who had not yet transformed. What Victor couldn't accept was that the black-haired werewolf, who was more than two meters tall, knelt down and even waggled his tail.
.
md, you are a wolf, why can you wag your tail?
"Don't be like this, I'll be leaving in a few days. I won't accept any younger ones." Russell shook his head and sighed. He didn't want to pretend to be this cool, but outstanding people shine brightly wherever they go, even if they want to keep a low profile.
Something was wrong. Victor narrowed his eyes and looked at Russell. He was wearing a black priest's robe and a cross necklace hanging on his chest. Although he looked like a human and a dog, he had a sinister look all over his body.
By his aura, you can tell at a glance that this guy is not a good person.
Is this man really a priest?
Victor was a little confused, but he was sure that Russell had a reason for the werewolf to surrender willingly.
Strong strength, or amazing background!
Victor's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with ups and downs. He glanced at Amelia next to Russell and immediately said: "Elder Amelia, Brian who tried to murder you has been killed by me. I know you are still alive."
I'm dissatisfied, but the vampire family's family affairs shouldn't bring in werewolves."
Although he knew that the chance was low, Victor still wanted to struggle and try to win Amelia over so that he could help him later in the process.
Amelia smiled contemptuously and stopped Russell's arm. Being caught in the omen, whether it was a vampire or a werewolf, it had nothing to do with her now. She had only one goal.
Go to... heaven!
Seeing Amelia driving backwards, Victor secretly cursed a bitch, and when he caught sight of Serena from the corner of his eye, his heart twitched: "Selena, are you even betraying me?"
The Moon Goddess's face was covered with frost, and she said in a cold voice: "I just want to know if you were the one who killed my clan back then?"
"Oh, it looks like you know it!"
Victor did not deny it, his sharp eyes swept over the whole place, he pulled out the knight's sword from his waist, and said sternly: "I am Victor, the elder of the vampire clan. I have led the vampire clan for 1,400 years.
I have fought countless battles in my life and have never failed. Even if you all want to kill me, what will happen?"
The knight's sword roared softly, and Victor showed no cowardice against one against a hundred. He saw his eyes wide open in anger, and he stabbed the long sword sharply, the sword end straight into the ground, and then fell to his knees with a plop.
"Master Father, please take in this lost person like me!"
Victor knelt very simply. He had no choice but to do so. There were too many people in front of him. If he didn't kneel, he would die. He was most afraid of death.
槑槑槑槑……
There was dead silence in the hall. You have agreed to die rather than surrender. You are the most powerful person in the vampire clan. Why are your knees so weak?
Behind Victor, ten vampire warriors were stunned and stood there stupidly. From this, it is not difficult to see that they are little brothers for a reason.
Lucien recovered from the shock, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly looked at Russell: "Father, Victor's words must not be believed. He is willing to surrender to you just to survive."
"It doesn't matter, the Lord never rejects believers who have returned from their lost ways..." The first half of Russell's words made Lucian pale, but the second half made him feel reassured: "But whether he can be forgiven by the Lord, I don't know.
It’s clear, so…please send him to meet the Lord!”
Where there is grievance, there is hatred and revenge!
Understanding the meaning of Russell's words, Lucian nodded deeply, turned around and rushed towards Victor.
"Hohohoho——"
Lucian's skin turned blue, his muscles all over his body swelled, and his body increased by more than ten centimeters. A sharp blade shot out from his cuffs and hit Victor who hurriedly responded to the fight.
Lucian's new appearance shocked Victor. After the fight, he found that he was no match for him. All aspects of his attributes were suppressed. He fell into a disadvantage after a while and could only rely on his rich combat experience to deal with it.
Serena next to her could not suppress her anger and transformed into a hybrid state to join the battlefield. When Michael saw the goddess joining the battle, he realized that this was a good opportunity to show her courtesy and rushed forward.
The three perfect hybrids fought against Victor. Even though Michael was just a facilitator and didn't really launch an attack, but just acted as Serena's human shield, the scene was still one-sided, even crushing.
Within a few rounds, Victor's hands holding the sword were cut off by Lucian while he screamed.
Lucian's original plan was to let Victor die in the sun and let him taste the heart-rending pain, but he obviously overestimated himself. Faced with the enemy who killed his beloved, he couldn't bear to stab Victor directly at dawn.
Enter Victor's heart, stir it a few times and tear it into pieces.
Boom!!
At this moment, the mutation regenerated, the walls of the hall were violently shattered, and Marcus, the vampire elder with bat wings on his back and a ferocious face, rushed out.
"Damn Victor, what kind of subordinates did you choose? How dare that bastard Klein rebel..."
Marcus roared angrily, and when he saw the half-dead Victor and the three blue-skinned hybrids, his face suddenly twitched. Then, under the strong onlookers of hundreds of people in the hall, he silently flapped his wings and turned around, with a walking expression on his face.