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"Damn Devonhill".

Recalling the memory obtained from the messenger's blood, although it only sucked blood for a few seconds, it still allowed him to search for the recent memory of the messenger,

After understanding some of the causes and consequences, he knew that it was impossible to defeat William, who had an army of machines, on his own.

He has been used to being a high-ranking hunter for thousands of years, not only has he never been so embarrassed, but he can't accept the status change between blood race and human beings.

Although I wish I could tear William apart immediately.

But just because he lived for too long, Marcus also understood that he had to recover his strength first, and then find helpers before he could start a war with William.

But thinking that even Victor died, the blood race must have been almost cleaned up.

Marcus couldn't help but think of his brother William Corvinus, the ancestor of werewolves, who had the ability to stir up social chaos first.

He muttered with a gloomy face, "Just wait, when there are a large number of irrational werewolves, then you will not be chasing and killing me, but you will be overwhelmed by the tide of wolves."

But Victor, who knew the address of the prison, died. After much deliberation, Marcus could only go to his father, Alexander Corvinus, to try his luck.

Then he found his father's address in the messenger's memory, and Marcus flapped his bat wings and flew straight to Dover, where Alexander was hiding.

And William, who was playing in the bathtub with Celine in his arms, smiled when he heard the report on Sunday, and the chess pieces had already moved according to his plan.

Raise your hand and a portal appears in the hall of the vampire manor.

Then dozens of cleaning robots appeared, and the combat robots began to sort out all the antique jewelry in the manor, packing them into boxes and transporting them to the secret base in Yellowstone Park,

It will not be transported to the basement of the London manor until it is sterilized.

At six o'clock in the morning, William hugged Serena, who was very happy to play, but tired and fast asleep, lying on her bed.

And Marcus struggled until dawn, before he got rid of the robot chasing him, found a small farm, and hid in the dim stable to avoid the sun.

When he was sleeping upside down on the roof of the stable with anxiety, he didn't know that within an hour, a heavy truck with the same appearance as Optimus Prime stopped at the side of the road one kilometer away from him.

In the compartment more than ten meters away, the eleven combat robots chasing him were leaning against the dedicated storage compartment to charge.

This modified carriage can not only carry a full 30 combat robots, but also charge the drone carrier and replenish ammunition

A whole day passed, William and Serena stuck together in the vampire manor, waiting for dark.

The only incongruous thing is that when eating at night, Serena, who has a complete attachment to William, refuses to eat in front of him.

Holding Serena's cold hand, William comforted, "It's okay, as long as you don't bite directly from now on, I won't care about the rest."

Then he joked, "In some places in the East, people will make animal blood such as chicken blood and duck blood into delicious food.

I have eaten this kind of food in Chinese restaurants, so you don't have to worry that I will hate you because of it,

And the Devonhill family is not religious, I never went to church to pray when I was growing up."

"Really?" Serena was overjoyed when she heard that William didn't believe in religion, and then asked suspiciously, "But you are a nobleman, shouldn't you be a member of the Anglican Church to inherit the title?"

William smiled and said, "King Philip is the leader of the Anglican Church, so he will do as he says."

Seeing that William didn't want to lie, Serena drank the red liquid in the glass with peace of mind.

After dinner, I heard the report on Sunday that after the sun went down, Marcus bit a horse, had a good meal, and then flew to the southeastern port of Dover.

After flying for two hours, he arrived at Dover and landed on a tower crane at the port, staring at a large ship not far away, slowly observing the guards on board, and waiting for the port to calm down.

More than an hour later, the Optimus Prime truck that came over also arrived at Dover Port, and parked directly at the container terminal just a few hundred meters away from Limarcus.

Chapter 660. Chapter 660 Father and son, if they are wolves, they will not be familiar with them

Marcus just glanced at the truck and stopped paying attention, because there are too many big trucks at the port,

In addition, after the driver Gunnar parked the car, he directly put down the seat, took off his shoes, put them on the dashboard and closed his eyes to sleep, which did not arouse Marcus' suspicion at all.

At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, the busy port was completely quiet. Marcus flew into the sky and made a turn, and flew close to the sea to the back of the big ship.

He quietly grabbed a guard, grabbed the edge of the boat with his legs, and started to eat while hanging upside down. After he killed five guards one after another, he was completely full.

After waiting silently for half an hour, I felt the strength in my body recover quickly, and then swaggered onto the boat, biting anyone I saw.

Although it is inevitable to be hit by bullets after entering the cabin, it is a pity that these bullets are just ordinary silver bullets.

The suppression against him was not strong, and while he was being bulleted, there were many people around him for him to bite, and it only took a few minutes to clean up all the people in the cabin.

After killing the four guards outside Alexander Corvinus' cabin, Marcus stood outside the cabin door thinking for a few seconds, then turned around and tore off a coat from the guards and put it on his body.

Unscrewing the cabin door, walking into the cabin with a mouth full of blood, looking at Alexander standing behind the desk, Marcus shouted excitedly,

"Good evening, father".

"I don't welcome you here, Marcus." Alexander looked sternly, looking at his son who hadn't seen him for a long time in surprise.

Marcus walked to the desk with a face of indifference, and said mockingly, "Then should I apologize, or should I say hello to you before I come?"

Looking at his rebellious and unruly son, who had no intention of expressing love at all, the feeling of reunion after a long absence could not help dissipating in Alexander's heart, and all that was left was a deep sigh and a sense of powerlessness.

Thousands of years have passed, and he is indeed tired of cleaning up the mess for his two sons.

And Marcus, who never knew the return, made his heart ache and bored even more.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't do it, he would kill his own son with his own hands, let alone let go of his worries about them.

Alexander, who endured thousands of years of loneliness and the curse of immortality, might have done it himself to destroy the never-ending heart in his body.