So death came

32. A crushing defeat

Seeing Duke Andre and Li Yuan coming in full body, little John was sweating all over his head.He secretly hated that person for being troublesome, he forced himself to calm down, put on a master's style and said: "Prince Andrei appeared at this time, but when the plague caused by you spread, you hid it well Yes. Recalling what you said when you broke up that day, "Never step into the south unless it is absolutely necessary." It seems that in the Duke's mind, the lives of thousands of vampires are no more than a Torlins feast. .”

This remark is exhaustive, not only explaining the origin of the plague, but also satirizing Andre, and pointing out that the headquarters of the undead world ignores vampires, which can be regarded as comprehensive.

During this period of time, Little John has cultivated a lot of loyalists, and it can be said that it is no exaggeration to say that they have responded to everyone.After finishing speaking, he raised his chin proudly, wanting to get everyone's approval.

However, unexpectedly, what was waiting for him was silence, death-like silence.

No one answered, no one spoke, no one even raised an objection, everyone just looked at him quietly, as if they were looking at a... dead person.

Little John seemed to smell danger.He became angry from embarrassment, and said sharply: "Is what I said wrong?"

Still no one spoke.

Andre walked in slowly from the gate, and said as he walked, "I did say that, but now is the last resort."

"Oh, what a joke, the Torlins Banquet is a last resort? Your Excellency is worried that the headquarters of the undead world will lose control of the vampire world, right?" Little John felt a burst of pressure on his face, almost solidified, making him breathless.To hide his panic, his voice grew louder, almost like a growl.

Andre said: "The Torlins banquet is of course a last resort, after all... the fakes who have occupied the magpie's nest have reached the pinnacle of life. I think this Torlins banquet is really interesting, isn't it?"

As soon as the words fell, King Nanbi beside Little John suddenly jumped up, grabbed the extremely sharp steel fork from the table, and stabbed at the back of Little John's neck!

"Your Excellency, don't stab at the end, or you will die."

Just when the fork was only an inch away from the carotid artery, Little John, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke and raised his hand.

In his hand, the original grain of light with a protective shield is very bright, as if it can break through obstacles at any time, endangering the undead world

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At the same time, many dark guards with expressionless faces suddenly appeared from the dark place in the hall. They were dressed in costumes of similar colors to those of the banquet, and their faces were also covered with veils.But no matter how they dress up, there is one thing that cannot be hidden: the patterns embroidered on the corners of their clothes are all unique decorative techniques in the Bright Realm.

The shining swords, guns, swords and halberds all stabbed at the nobles, but the nobles did not show the slightest panic.They also stood up suddenly, took out the weapons they had hidden for a long time, and pointed indifferently at the throats of the hidden guards.

The situation has reached a stalemate, and no one can act rashly.

Except Andre.

He strode forward and walked under Little John, but he didn't look at Little John, but glanced behind him: "My brother, long time no see. What's your name..." He turned He shook his head, seemed very distressed, but soon smirked maliciously, "Forget it, it's not important. The important thing is, when did the hands and feet of the Bright Realm stretch out so long, even the head of the guard came out?"

Among the nobles, the high-status old man sighed suddenly and looked at the handsome old man from the Light Realm with complicated eyes: "Cecile, we came and went so many times back then, I still remember you, You don't remember me."

Cecil slowly walked out of the shadow behind Little John, turned his head away from the old man, but looked at Andre, with a worried face, and sneered again and again: "Sure enough, this is actually a round, isn't it, Duke Andre?"

"Yes." Andre admitted frankly.

After that day, Andre discussed with King Nanbi, and decided on a strategy to lure the snake out of the cave: he and King Nanbi pretended to fall out in front of Little John.Worried about whether Andre knew all the truth at the side of the forest that day, Little John was worried that the matter would be revealed, so he would definitely commit suicide as soon as possible, but his reputation was not enough to control the whole situation, so he would definitely create some big troubles Events, fishing in troubled waters and gaining prestige in the process.

Because they don't know what the Bright Realm's plans are for the time being, the two will plan. King Nanbi uses the unique method of the royal family to convey information, while Andre changes the plan at any time on the periphery.

This is a plan, there is no blueprint, no plan, it all depends on the talent and wisdom of the chess players.

Cecil looked at this old opponent from a million years ago, and there was no despair on his face, but his face sank into the water, and he said with a sneer, "However, you have invested a lot in this game. So many innocent vampires have been seriously injured by a single particle of undead. It's a pity, if the leader says a word, who cares about the lives of his subordinates, right?"

After hearing such vicious and provocative words, there was still no movement.

The way they looked at it was like looking at a dead person.

King Nanbi didn't seem to feel the burning sensation of the bright energy on his back. He just stared at his son, still pointed the sharp steel fork at him, shook his head, and sighed: "How could I treat you like this? Your own people? As soon as the plague appeared, we took out the undead grain. The forbidden library you explored was just an illusion, and the undead grain you took out was also a very similar fake. The rest, but It’s just using drugs to cooperate with acting.”

"Impossible!" Little John suddenly screamed, shaking his head desperately, he didn't even care that the back of his neck was bloodshot, "How can it be possible that Quan Nanbi cooperates with you, an old bastard!"

"Do you really think the people are stupid?" Andre smirked, "The people don't know who is good to whom? I don't know the situation in the human world, but the behavior of vampires has not changed for millions of years. Millions of years , enough to make one wise.”

"People's hearts are not as easy to play with as you imagined. Little John, no, it should be said, is a fugitive undead?"

At this moment, Li Yuan, who was forgotten at the door, suddenly crushed something in his hand.The position he was standing at happened to be the position where Andre had burned the carpet just now!

The broken pieces fell slowly in the air, as beautiful as a flying butterfly, but they all entered the burnt hole precisely.

The moment he touched the hole, the carpet centered on the hole suddenly ignited, forming a circle of fire around Li Yuan. The flame was a strange purple-gray color, which reflected the dancing candlelight around him, almost jumping in the heart of a person. superior.And Li Yuan just stood there quietly, letting the flames lick the soles of his feet without any sign of discomfort.

The rug fades away to reveal a black foundation.In the next second, countless skeletons emerged from the ground!

Holding extremely sharpened bone tools, they emerged from the ground continuously, neatly guarding Li Yuan's side, with gray will-o'-the-wisps burning in their eyes, looking at everyone without emotion.

"Not bad, not bad." Applause suddenly broke out in the peaceful hall.It's Little John.He burst into a long-lasting laugh, like a lunatic, "The balance has been broken, and now it's two to one. It's really a good game... It's really a good game that I have never seen in my previous life!" His voice suddenly It stopped abruptly, and changed into a very vicious tone, and the handsome face was also extremely distorted, "But, what's the use? Little John's real body, I have already cut into pieces, and what is stewed in your soup, haha, ha……"

Little John looked at the ball of light protruding from his chest in disbelief.

A big hole was pierced through Little John's chest. It was hollow and scary, and it was corroding and collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.In front of the big hole, Cecil, who was supposed to be confronting King Nanbi, looked into Little John's eyes and said indifferently, "Did you kill him?"

"I killed him?" Black blood kept spilling from his mouth, Little John looked at him in shock, and then laughed, "I killed him! Of course I will kill him! If a dove occupies a magpie's nest, it must be completely occupied." ! Cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots is the skill!"

When he found himself transmigrating into the body of the prince of the vampire Nanbi, he made up his mind to make up for all the frustrations of the previous life, play with Nanbi, occupy the world of the undead, and then rule the world.

Shouldn't this be the privilege of time travelers?

So on the one hand, he was struggling to suppress Little John's original soul, and on the other hand, he actively contacted various forces.After meeting the spies of the Bright Realm, he signed a contract with the other party without hesitation.

Relying on his own strength alone is too slow.For those who achieve great things, what they need to do most is to be empty-handed and white wolves.Just like in his previous life, he wandered among various forces, trembling and walking on thin ice.Although seeking the skin of a tiger is a tightrope walk, he is not afraid. He believes that with his talent, he will be able to play with this decadent and decadent world of the undead.

But he didn't expect that all the calculations would be vulnerable.Even in the end, even his own allies betrayed him.

Cecil shouted sharply: "No wonder you have been unwilling to give me his soul... No wonder, no wonder!" Cecil raised his right hand, intending to smash Little John's skull with a punch!

When the army was about to launch, Andre's figure flashed, and he came to Cecil's side, and squeezed his fist: "Your Excellency, regarding the issue of the trial of the dead, I don't think that the hands of the Light Realm are so stretched out. Is it long?"

Andre's tone was calm, but his hands were relaxed without any effort.But even so, Cecil's veined hands couldn't go any further. "We will let him get the trial he deserves. Also, Little John may not be ruined."

"What did you say?!" Cecil was startled, the expression on his face was obvious, as if he was surprised by a corner.

"Suppress it." Andre ignored him, but nodded to the skeleton team.A skeleton in the skeleton team stepped forward and pressed Little John down.

At this time, Little John, who had been completely defeated, suddenly began to struggle desperately, screaming in despair: "Everyone betrayed me, everyone! What is so good about that Little John, why do you all like him so much! I do I have to be better than him, and I can be the king better than him, and I even fulfilled all the duties of a filial son, but you all betrayed me because of his idiot! You bunch of trash, trash!"

The skull leader would not listen to this man's nonsense, he just pulled out his right leg bone, knocked him unconscious, and dragged him away.

The chandelier was shaken by the wind.

A line of dirty tears suddenly flowed from the corner of King Nanbi's eyes on the stage.

"No matter how bad he is, it's still him... No matter how good a child is, he can't replace him..."

"I just want my John...John..."