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Chapter The mysterious purpose

The epidemic doctor looked at Archduke Sir. The holes behind the mask were dark, revealing the depth of everything he sucked in. It looked like a bottomless abyss.

"Grand Duke, you know, the reason why we chose to cooperate with you is because you master the communication method of His Majesty Abaddon, the angel of death and destruction. Why don't you seek the help of that Excellency to find Degu pull"

The epidemic doctor's voice was like that of a gentle gentleman. In terms of the elegance of his tone, he was even on par with the aristocratic Grand Duke Searle.

Hearing this, Grand Duke Xier shook his head: "His Majesty is not like the Supreme God of Egypt. He has not yet awakened. He is just responding instinctively to me, a believer."

"Is that so? Your Majesty the Grand Duke, I hope you can meet our first condition. With the same mutual goal, we will also help you deal with the blood king of New York."

The epidemic doctor said gently.

Grand Duke Sir showed a smile and said: "A mere Marquis can't seal the deal, I will help you get his heart." ァ新ヤ~8~1~中文网.. <First release, domain name, please remember

"Yes, from beginning to end, our goals are the same without conflict. This kind of cooperation is full of harmonious beauty and reveals the brilliance of art."

The epidemic doctor's voice seemed to be filled with a smile, and his body gradually twisted, turning into a spirit and disappearing.

The light of the crystal ball on Tabletop Mountain slowly extinguished.

Grand Duke Xier's smile gradually faded, and fear and gloom gradually appeared in his eyes.

"The vampires are aliens, so what about you?"

The old man stood up and took off the cross sword hanging on the wall. The plain smile that appeared in his eyes again was filled with a sense of disobedience.

His eyes seemed to reflect some blood. The Archduke, who was the leader of the exorcists, had a murderous intention in his chest that ordinary people could not imagine.

"Howard, when you said that my idea was whimsical, I laughed at you for being naive and unaware. You said that peace is easy to achieve, as long as everyone works in the same direction, as long as some people sacrifice silently, you denied me You said that nuclear bombs are a good thing and should not be controlled by an organization like I said. Facts have proved that I failed. I lost my power in Fascism and became an unknown old man. But now it is different. , I want to prove to you that when a person holds all the power, purity will make everything less complicated."

Grand Duke Sir showed an open smile, and then he walked into a secret room and looked at the dozen vampires tied to black crosses inside, showing a gentle smile.

"May Saint Abaddon grant you death"

"Your soul will belong to Saint Abaddon, poor chaotic soul, you will be completely consumed, and your shattered spirituality will become the nourishment of the world."

Whispers with obscure accents sounded, wailings sounded in the secret room, and black firelight lit up. Soon, only a dozen empty crosses were left in the secret room, as well as the remaining black powder below. The black powder floated without wind, clinging to it. On top of the cross, it adds even more darkness to the cross.

Feeling the stronger power in his body, Grand Duke Xier gained more confidence in the next plan.

In a secluded villa, a pale-skinned young man looked at Protus kneeling in front of him and let out a sigh of boredom.

He picked up the potato chips, stuffed them into his mouth casually and chewed them. After eating a pack, he felt a little thirsty, so he drank the precious red wine that had been awakened by his hand as if it were water. The fastest update on the Internet. Mobile version: https:.

"It's really unexpected that a vampire like you would ask me for help. Don't you know who I am?"

"Earl, I only hope to be saved by you."

Proteus said tremblingly, not at all like the King of Blood in New York.

Everything about him was beaten to pieces during this period, including the Kingpin's strength, the Hand's revenge, the Plague Doctor's assassination, and the Exorcist's sword.

He was targeted by almost everyone, who seemed to want to eradicate this vampire who was already an eyesore.

In the United States, the originally powerful Setet blood force seemed to have weakened in an instant. Various forces were targeted, and exorcists and the Holy See poured into the United States.

Setet's power was severely damaged. Protos knew that the Holy See's action must be due to the intervention of the US government and paid a price. After all, the Holy See was based on reality.

As for the exorcists, he didn't want to care what those madmen thought, and the sudden appearance of the epidemic doctors had a reason to deal with them. They were already old enemies.

As for Grand Duke Mengya, he seemed to have ignored it all and never showed up.

Fortunately, when he was in despair, he accidentally found this mysterious and powerful ancient vampire by relying on his control of the holy artifacts of the vampire clan.

He knew that if this person took action, the crisis he was facing would disappear.

Because he is Dracula, Count Protos of Dracula, who brought destruction and glory to the vampire race, thought excitedly, his body trembling slightly because of his emotions.

The young man said slowly: "Go back. As for what you want, I will stop the Holy See from taking action. The rest should be solved by relying on you."

"Thank you very much, sir. If you bother me, I'll leave right now."

Seeing Protus leaving in embarrassment, Dracula's face showed impatience and some disappointment, and he said to the air next to him: "It seems that he is already disabled."

"After all, he is a bereaved dog. It is a luxury to hope that he still has spirit. The cardinal archbishop of the Holy See, holding the Shepherd's Sword of Pope St. Yemog, chased him to death. And his subordinates Because of the intervention of many parties, his power is now on the verge of extinction. At the critical moment of life and death, he has lost all rights. No matter how wise he is, his courage has been broken."

A faint female voice sounded.

"Hmph, how long are you going to keep this half-human, half-ghost attitude? I really don't want to endure it anymore."

Dracula's face showed impatience.

"Earl, although you are powerful, you are coveted by everyone. You are related to too many secrets, not to mention Leviathan and the eighth heroic spirit Howard, as well as all the ancients of the blood race, but when it comes to the epidemic doctor, I I don’t think you have much confidence in dealing with it. What’s more, the exorcist leader who is favored by the angel of death and destruction is pursuing you even more."

Dracula was dissatisfied: "It's not because you grasped the awakening in advance, and I didn't expect that just asking a servant to buy me a pizza would actually provoke the current exorcist leader."

"Now, you are not suitable for being too high-profile."

The disembodied woman advised.

Dracula shook his head and said: "No, if I release all my power, even those heroic spirits, only Gilgamesh is worthy of being my enemy. So your worries are meaningless."

"Don't forget what our purpose is. Earl, I hope your head is not clogged with potato chip oil. Epidemic doctors need to be targeted with all our strength. You and I both know that this generation of epidemic doctors is the first Epidemic doctor.”