Metropolis: I have Hades system that can open hell

Seeing these poor, inhuman vampires dare to yell at him, Wuma Cong's king of Hades couldn't hold back.

Wuma Cong snorted coldly, squinted his eyes at the Marquis of Monte Cristo, then at the group of top Falang figures behind him, threw away the cigarette butt, and exhaled the last puff of cigarette: "Oh, if you want to eat our blood, you can Try to see if you have this power."

One of the vampire men in 2000 had the hottest temper and couldn't stand it right now.

With black wings stretched out from behind, the person rushed towards Wuma Cong like lightning.

Wuma Cong really doesn't like vampires.

Attacking people still needs a physical body, and there is no magic at all, which is really too low-end.

You see, this old guy has bright fangs, black wings, and a pair of pointed palms, and he wants to kill him. Wuma Cong patted his hands lightly, like driving away flies, and slapped this guy and flew away. out.

an exclamation.

The other vampires hurriedly stretched out their hands to catch the vampire man, but Hades was so powerful, with infinite ghost power, that he threw down a large group of vampire marquis in an instant.

It's like a bowling home run.

The other vampires were also annoyed, and they rushed up like desperate wild boars one by one.

Yan Wumei's heart was about to stop!

But the fangs!

White Fang!

Under the bright light, the smell of blood actually flashed.

A group of vampires are about to rush over and cough up blood.

Speed, so fast!
Exactly the same as the speed of thought.

Yan Wumei didn't even blink and the vampires were completely in front of Wuma Cong.

Before even saying the word "be careful", a pair of pointed fingernails reached out to Wuma Cong.

Time has stopped, is he going to die?
Are we going to be sucked blood?
Will it become a vampire?
Does becoming a vampire start sucking blood?

Blood, what does it taste like...

Yan Wumei's brain was thinking wildly, and she didn't dare to blink her eyes.

but--

Why is time so slow?

Why are those vampires not moving?
Is my brain down?
No!

Yan Wumei suddenly saw Wuma Cong move, took out her cigarette again, and started smoking.

His movements are gentle and elegant, and in this strange atmosphere, he has a different and moving aura.

Yan Wumei's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

It's not that time stands still.

It's the vampire, it can't move!

Including your own teacher.

The Marquis of Monte Cristo stared wide-eyed. Someone really can make a vampire unable to move in an instant. What kind of power is this!
The fat body trembled a little, but immediately settled down.

He wasn't attacking, he was biding his time.

So I can still move.

He threw away the cigar, secretly swallowed a mouthful of shock, forced a smile and said in Longyu: "Oriental warlock, who did you learn from?"

Wuma Cong was taken aback: "You speak Dragon Language well."

The Marquis of Monte Cristo was a little funny: "For thousands of years, it took me a hundred years to learn the dragon language. We may have some misunderstandings..."

Wu Ma Cong brought a chair, sat down, and said, "Misunderstanding? You came to me, not I to you."

The Marquis of Monte Cristo regretted it in his heart. He really couldn't understand why a young oriental warlock could make the Marquis of the vampire level stand still?
We are great and noble vampires, or the ancient marquis vampires, why make him vulnerable?
The Marquis of Monte Cristo also wanted to take a cigar, but he didn't have the courage to take it out, so he could only make fun of him: "The great oriental magician..."

Wuma Cong shook his head and said, "Sorry, I'm not a warlock."

The Marquis of Monte Cristo immediately changed his words: "Great Dongfanglong people, please let us be rude."

Wuma Cong smiled: "I don't care what you do in your own country, but you actually came to provoke me, and wanted me to let you go with just one word, do you have that much face?"

The Marquis of Monte Cristo knew that if he couldn't make this lord feel at ease, the entire senior vampire Marquis of Farangol City would be broken.

The Marquis of Monte Cristo knelt down without hesitation at this time, which he hadn't done for many years. It seems that the nature of slaves is still so loyal.

Although the Marquis of Monte Cristo was humiliated, he was able to survive: "We ask for your forgiveness! May I ask the great dragon people, what do you need us to do to let us go?"

Wuma Cong sneered: "Your vampires of thousands of years are nothing more than a ghost king. The little ghost king dares to throw an ax in front of me. Do you really think I have a good temper?"

The Marquis of Monte Cristo sweated coldly on his brow, dripping to the ground.

Seriously thinking about the cost of living.

Yan Wumei closed her eyes tightly, then opened them forcefully.

Everything in front of me turned out to be real!

Those invincible Farang people actually knelt in front of Wuma Cong.

This is a real man.

These vampires include professors, politicians, and economic tycoons.

Some people's faces appeared on the TV.

Especially the Marquis of Monte Cristo.

This fat figure.

But the mayor of Licheng.

A mayor knelt down in front of Wuma Cong in such a humble way, Yan Wumei instinctively asked Bai Zimo: "Momo, who is your boyfriend?"

Bai Zimo said proudly: "Yan Wang!"

Yan Wumei was shocked: "Yan Wang? Is it the Dragon Kingdom Yama that I understand?"

The Marquis of Monte Cristo was even more frightened when he heard the "King of Hades".

Although he doesn't know the Dragon Kingdom very well, he does know the underworld culture of the Dragon Kingdom. There is a proverb: The King of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, and keeps you in less than the fifth watch.

Just a hundred years ago, didn't the Dragon Kingdom sign a yin-yang agreement with the underworld under the oppression of the world?

Hadn’t the underworld long since lost its shade?
How could there be Hades?
The ghost of the Dragon Kingdom is the natural enemy of vampires.

Still the kind that is completely crushed!
The Marquis of Monte Cristo kowtowed: "Master Hades, we...we are willing to be your slaves!"

Wuma Cong smiled softly: "What do I want you to do? Don't you have a royal vampire?"

The Marquis of Monte Cristo smiled bitterly in his heart, and said with an ugly face: "The royal vampire has not been born for more than 1000 years, and we have no idea of ​​her whereabouts. We, the Marquis, have finally reached an agreement with the President of Farang to let the vampire live in the present. If she appears , I’m afraid we won’t be willing to serve her as Lord anymore.”

Wuma Cong smiled, "Then you are willing to serve me as master?"

The Marquis of Monte Cristo: "I don't want to. But, I can live. I know you should be the real King of Hades. I always think that it is fake that someone can extract the soul of a vampire. This is God's method! Now I know that you are the King of Hades , I knew that you have mysterious power in the east, and it should be true to extract people's souls. We have lived too long, too long, and the longer we live, the more we are afraid of death!"