Chapter 1331 Night Interview with a Vampire (4)

In the round hall, the vampires once again showed their elegance and did not mind the late arrival of the attendees at all.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the thick blood that extended from the seat to the feet, and they fell into a deathly silence.

He didn't mind the silence. He smiled and nodded, and openly displayed the vampire heart in his hand for people's reference.

In most legends, vampires have much stronger vitality than ordinary people.

Unless it is completely destroyed, it is very difficult to kill, especially the heart. It is said that as long as it is intact, it can be reborn soon.

Of course, it's not the one in his hand.

…

The person who just sat here and asked you to enter the urn is obviously a very important figure in this noble race.

The title elder can reflect this to a certain extent.

The same goes for feedback in perception.

Before paying, I was very sure that compared to Jacques, in terms of life strength alone, the elders were overwhelming.

Even among the nearly twenty vampires in the entire hall, no one can compare with them.

If you judge by rank, he is at least a divine envoy or above.

In Fu Qian's opinion, such an existence is not healthy for a low-key and undisciplined race.

Didn't you notice that the atmosphere of the meeting just now was obviously not very lively.

Even special guests were blocked, and then they were even falsely invited, and then shut down and strangled.

The "Hazy Saw" just now has to be said to be a wonderful killing method. Under the personal control of this elder, it is invisible and indestructible.

Even the door that was closed immediately had the same effect as the prison cell just now, ensuring that he could not escape.

In the end, with many vampires watching, it was a proper act of surrendering to the slaughterhouse. The elder's confusion obviously contained real elements.

But he clearly underestimated the determination of a friendly communicator.

Fu Qian's response was also very simple. He walked all the way to the front, activated his mythical form with all his strength, and transformed into the King of Abandoned Prisons.

Of course, even so, under the protection of the stars with almost divine authority, it is not easy to deal with a guaranteed divine envoy in a short time.

Considering the consumption of the Abandoned Prison King, a protracted war is obviously even less likely.

So he simultaneously shook the Eternal Clarity Thought.

It has been tested during the treatment of Miss Winslow that the effect of expulsion of mystery is also effective on the Law of the Stars.

Although it is only for a moment... even he himself will be expelled for a moment.

But enough is enough.

The wise elder in front of him, the Son of Destiny, not only occupied the right place and people, but also waited for work in leisure.

But compared to himself, he still has one shortcoming - twenty years of experience as a mortal.

Professionals always have to maximize their strengths and avoid their weaknesses.

It turns out that the Torah and the Forsaken King did indeed recover at almost the same time.

But unfortunately, the elder's body reacted, but his will did not.

A full-strength blow penetrated his chest and caught his beating heart.

What followed was a visceral critical attack launched by the Prison Abandoned King himself, superimposed with the power of disaster, and collided head-on with the full force of the protection of the stars.

The final result is that as an elder of the wrestling field, traces of his own existence are completely annihilated.

Whether it's the body itself or the glimmer of life in the heart.

The stars lost, He failed to protect His Son of God.

But the vampires did not lose, because after the brief shock, the atmosphere of communication became obviously lively.

…

"Herbert?"

The first person to look away from the debris on the floor was a woman wearing a hat.

In addition to her charming appearance, the most eye-catching thing is her excessively tall figure.

Even compared to all the men present, he is still one size larger.

The eyes, which are similar to the size of Ms. Jian's when she was sick, look completely out of place on this face.

At this moment, these huge eyes were roaming up and down his body.

"Gourard, Herbert Goulard."

Fu Qian continued to smile and borrowed the surname of an ancient family.

"Dark Moon Apostle?"

The female vampire continued to ask without comment.

"The first apostle of Dark Moon."

"Is it also seventh?"

"Also seventh."

Regarding this group of strange people, Fu Qian was not surprised that they even knew this. He just sighed in his heart while answering that the cult had indeed been infiltrated into a sieve.

"Haha... You've caused us a lot of trouble, because we seem to be providing the remaining five apostles."

Fu Qian's frankness seemed to be felt, and the female vampire chuckled again, confirming the trouble the cult had caused them in the past few days.

"Barry, what are you talking nonsense to him? Come on and kill him together!"

Unfortunately, it was obvious that not everyone had such a communication attitude, and soon another female voice shouted.

"Shafar's heart is still in his hands."

So the elder’s name is Shafar?

Fu Qian did not dislike this kind of diversified expression of opinions, and even held his heart in his hands thoughtfully.

"Elder Shafar? Is this his name?"

"...How is that possible! Elder is just a title within the clan."

Even Ms. No. 2, who looked ferocious, was a little confused for a moment when faced with the question before her.

"So when he introduced himself just now, he didn't even bother to tell me his real name?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile of the Dark Moon Apostle sitting in the seat instantly faded, and he did not hide his displeasure.

"Such a method of death really gave him an advantage just now!"

…

Did it make him cheaper?

It can be seen that this review aroused a strong response. More than one person looked at the bloody ground again and was speechless.

"It's because Shafar's heart is in his hands... Feel free to have sex with you."

At this time, the hat lady known as Bari finally responded to the call just now and let out a disdainful snort.

"Are you scared?"

Lady No. 2 was filled with shock and anger, and fangs appeared on her lips, full of murderous intent towards the traitor.

"There are so many people, no matter how weird this guy's methods are, can he still kill us all?"

"It should be okay to at least kill the person who made the suggestion."

Ms. Bari was unmoved at all, shaking her right hand that turned into a sharp claw.

On the sharp fingertips, the blood-colored patterns with strange beauty circle all the way, and even extend out. At a glance, they look like special manicures.

"Also a reminder, Shafar is already dead. Even if the heart is taken back, it will just be a piece of smelly meat."

you……

The last sentence obviously has a big impact.

Although he could vaguely feel it, Shafar, who was almost the strongest on the scene, was instantly killed by a single face-to-face attack, leaving even no hope of resurrection.

This bloody fact was exposed, and Ms. No. 2 couldn't help but look around, without even making eye contact.

"Jacques."

But she obviously didn't give up that easily, and she called out a name after a moment's hesitation.

"Tell them what you told me before." (End of Chapter)