London Heathrow Airport at night.
This is the busiest international airport in the world, with a plane taking off every five seconds. Wang Bugui and others finally arrived in London and were preparing to take a bus to the city.
When they just got off the plane, several powerful paladins suddenly opened their eyes in St. Paul's Cathedral. They looked a little frightened and turned their heads to look in one direction.
Everyone felt that several powerful auras appeared out of thin air in London, and one of them was extremely powerful.
"What kind of powerful person came here?" A blazing knight asked in shock.
"Their strength is comparable to that of vampire princes. There are so many of them. Who are they?" The Blazing Knight beside him was also puzzled.
"When did the Blazing Knights become so cowardly? Our Dragon-Slaying Knights will not be afraid of these people. If they are demons, then we will kill them!" Jonathan, the current leader of the Dragon-Slaying Knights, snorted coldly.
Only the last Blazing Knight did not speak, it was the Druid. He has become stronger now. Even though he is wearing armor, you can still see that he has a strong body, like a wild beast.
His eyes were looking in that direction, dazed. The image of a boy and his words gradually emerged in my mind. Then he murmured: "Is it really you who is back?"
At the same time, a black tower floated in the void space. In the room at the top of the tower, a person who looked like a little girl also had her eyes wide open, and the magic book in her hand fell to the ground.
It was Clara, who was teaching higher-level magic to the three magisters. But the sudden change left her in a daze.
"What's wrong, Master?" asked Hetty, the second magician.
"What did the mentor sense?" Stephanie, the third magician, also frowned.
"Twelve years later, that man is finally back!"
Clara looked in one direction, her eyes seemed to be able to see through the obstacles of space and go straight to where she was looking. You can see surprise and confusion in her eyes, as if she is not sure.
But in her heart, she hoped that he was the one she wanted to wait for, but a powerful spiritual power blocked her magic. Nothing is known, only a familiar force can be felt.
Hetty and Stephanie were very puzzled. There were too few situations that could make Clara lose her mind.
"Teacher, who can surprise you?"
At this moment, a charming woman asked. With her wavy silver hair cascading down her shoulders and her eyes as wavy as sea water, she was none other than Melutia, who was now the number one mage in the Black Tower.
"Have you forgotten? The man who said goodbye to us twelve years ago is back today!" Clara looked solemn.
"What?!"
The three magisters all looked shocked, and naturally they thought of who was back. The survivors of the blood hunter clan will never return!
"Is it really him?"
Meltia couldn't believe it, after all, she hadn't heard this name for a long time. The man seemed to have disappeared from the world, and she thought she would never see him again.
Unexpectedly, I got news about him today, and it was in London!
"He said he would not break his promise, and he was right. The West that I guarded with all my heart can finally be completely handed over to you young people." Clara said with a sad smile.
For twelve years, the vampire has been secretly making trouble, trying to find a way to break Dracula's seal in advance.
In the dozens of battles, large and small, that took place during this period, the human side was almost always victorious. And Clara is the only one left as the most powerful person in the West. She leads everyone to fight the vampires to the death.
He has even fought against several princes, all relying on his lifespan to fight, and now his life is not long. The reason why I imparted the last magic to the three magisters today was because I knew I was about to die.
But the vampire power was always strong, so he couldn't rest assured, so he passed on all the magic. So that after his death, there will still be people in the human race who can fight with the prince.
"Teacher, you won't die, no!"
Melutia cried, although she said so, everyone knew that Clara really didn't have much time left.
"Good boy, it's okay. Now that Wang Bugui is back, I feel relieved to die. And I can feel that he has grown to the point where he can almost rival me." Clara forced a smile.
"No! Mentor, if you want to live, you must at least see the day when humans defeat vampires!"
Melutia shook her head vigorously. She looked like a child at this moment. I was about to lose my favorite relative and couldn't help crying.
Clara touched her head with her hand, kissed her ivory-white forehead, and said, "Okay, I promise you, but you must also promise me to study magic well."
"Now you are the most powerful genius in the Black Tower. You have great potential and will definitely become a sage. You must become stronger, whether for the sake of humanity or the Black Tower."
Melutia wiped away the tears from her eyes and said resolutely: "Don't worry, I will definitely fulfill your wish!"
"Well, you can go look for Wang Bugui. I also want to see him again. There are many things I must tell him." Clara smiled.
"I'll prepare and go find him tomorrow." Melutia nodded.
Not only the Templar Hall and the Black Tower, but Wang Bugui and his party also noticed something unusual. They were sitting on the sightseeing bus and felt something abnormal.
"A very holy power, could it be the Paladin that elder brother mentioned?" Zhao Changge frowned.
"There is also a very mysterious force, it should be a magician." Leng Yueyan frowned slightly.
She is the most sensitive to all the forces in the world, and she can capture the magician's stronghold even if it is in the void.
"That's right, now in the West, these two major forces are the only ones left that can fight against vampires." Wang Bugui had already captured these two auras.
Even the druid was noticed when he looked at him. There was also a powerful magic that tried to detect, but was blocked by me. It must be Clara.
"The power of these people is far from enough. You said that the vampire prince at worst is equivalent to the peak of a saint. But the saints I noticed are only a few people." Mei Qing was very worried.
"That's why I came back to help them. The vampire has been dormant. I don't know if the prince's strength has increased. I need to investigate carefully." Wang Bugui said.
"Then where should we go now? Shall we start slaying demons directly?" Feng Tianming asked. He wanted to fight demons most now and test his own strength.
"Don't worry, let's go find someone first and ask him to explain the current situation in the West for us." Wang Bugui said with a chuckle.
Everyone nodded after hearing this, and followed him to enjoy the exotic scenery, and came to a very strange shop.
"What kind of word is this!" Lu Hao touched his head. Not only him, but everyone couldn't understand it.
"I forgot, you don't know English, so I'll pass it on to you."
Wang Bugui slapped his head before he remembered this incident, and immediately introduced English into their shrine. The monk understands mortal language so quickly that he becomes proficient in it in less than half a minute.
"Block Collection Store? Why is the collection store weirder than the coffin store?" Zhao Changge said, holding his chin.
The rest of the people nodded after hearing this. The store's facade was dark and decorated with skulls and other decorations. Compared with the magnificent shops around it, it is extremely eerie and eerie.
"Can anyone really patronize this kind of store?" Feng Tianming was very puzzled.
"Of course there are, but there are not many of them. Only the richest people can spend. The minimum transaction amount is about five million red notes." Wang Bugui said with a chuckle.
"hiss!"
Everyone gasped when they heard this. The minimum transaction amount was five million, so how high could it be
"His transactions have no upper limit, and sometimes the fees are based on a percentage of your total wealth. It varies from person to person, and he also allows people to exchange their most precious things." Wang Bugui added.
"Can he use all this money?" Lu Hao smacked his lips.
"Money is just a plaything to him. He only likes to observe the hearts of mortals. In other words, he likes to observe human nature because he is the God of Death." After Wang Bugui finished speaking, he opened the door.
"grim Reaper?!"
Everyone has heard about this strong man. According to the descriptions of Wang Bugui and other powerful men, this is a strong man who is comparable to several gods of hell under Emperor Fengdu.
He is also the only god who can manifest in the mortal world today. This kind of existence is definitely a strong man who can destroy the mortal plane with just a flip of his hand.
Everyone looked carefully at the door that slowly opened. There was darkness inside. Immediately afterwards, ancient lamps began to light up, gradually reaching the front desk.
Then, a figure gradually emerged. He was dressed in black, with long black hair almost reaching his waist. He looked handsome but had a cold aura.
He smiled toothily, raised his hands slightly, and said, "Welcome to Bullock Collection Store!"