The bone scorpions swirling in the night sky flew straight down, and Ashin and the others, who had lost their ability to escape, could only barely prop up their scarred bodies to welcome the tide of death that was about to swallow them.
And beside the bright moon wheel, two more figures appeared at some unknown time, huge power fluctuations and tsunami centered on them spreading far away, and even the fierce and hungry bone scorpion was deterred by the powerful aura of the people who came. And hesitantly stopped in the air.
Of the two people, one was as pale and handsome as a marble statue, with a blood-red cloak flying in the moonlight; the other was bald, with protruding eyes and a tired face, and the unicorn on the delicately embroidered official clothes was vividly dancing in the wind.
It's Frederick, the patriarch of the vampire, and Nam Bowan, the chief steward of the ghost black market!
Nan Bowan always seemed to be staring at Bone Scorpion in surprise. He drew a gold brush with a thick wrist from his sleeve, and danced with great imposing momentum as if he was struggling to write in the air: "Jiangchuan is like a picture... Wan Mo Yanhong!!!"
All of a sudden, the world was shrouded in a vast expanse of blood, like a fierce beast that swooped out of ink painting, countless scarlet minions burst out from the tip of Nam Bowan’s pen, and instantly tore and pierced the sky full of bone scorpions. More than half, bones and rotten meat poured down from the air headlessly like a heavy rain, causing half of the palace to be stained with eerie blood.
"The call of blood..." Frederick's expression became colder and colder, and the air around his body was suddenly distorted so that his figure was blurred. He slowly opened his mouth at the large group of bone scorpions from the air. ●.
The surviving part of the bone scorpion suddenly stopped moving, and they were struggling desperately as if they were being squeezed by an invisible hand. The bone scorpions screamed screams one after another, and from the eyes and mouth, bloodshots were flying in the air. As that strange force intensified, the amount of bleeding from the Bone Scorpion increased rapidly, from light and thin threads to blood arrows flying from all over the body, as if there were invisible tubes taking all of them. The blood was sucked coldly from the body.
In the end, the scorpions who survived the disaster in Nam Bowan's hands were all mucked up by Frederick and then crackled from the sky and fell to pieces.
The blood of a large number of bone scorpions flew and gathered in the air, and finally turned into a huge blood cell that was constantly surging and steaming, floating in front of Frederick.
Although the blood of the scorpion is large, Frederick always only likes to take high-quality blood, so his handsome face appears contemptuous: "The blood of dirty beasts is not worthy of being my sweet brew!" He raised his hand with sharp nails and squeezed it out of thin air. The huge blood cell burst and exploded in the night sky. The strong smell of blood almost made people faint. In an instant, another chilling rain of blood fell in the palace.
The two core figures of the ghost black market, so easily used their amazing stunts to wipe out all the bone scorpions that swept like a storm of death. The power they showed was so powerful and weird, it is really amazing. Ashin was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked!
The fierce situation was broken by Frederick and Nan Bowan, who were like soldiers from the sky. The smelly and pungent rain of blood turned everything in sight into Shura Purgatory, and the dead bone scorpion corpses piled up to their knees were their own The blood was stained with dirty blood.
The two authors who painted this horrible scene stood in the air, looking condescendingly at the corpse mountain and blood sea that they had made with their own hands with indifferent expressions.
A Xin was shivered by the bloody nose, the breath of the two people was very strong, and the shots were so vast and cruel. He suddenly felt that even if the Conviction Alliance did not have a contract with the ghost black market, it would not be able to easily go to war here.
Both these two people, or Mingshuangclaw, showed a fighting power that was not inferior to that of the demon crusader. The skills of the other three demi-human clan chiefs should also be among them.
Needless to say, there is the host who can make them bow their heads, and this domineering hero will only be even more terrifying.
What's more, the ghost black market, which is equivalent to the total area of several small European countries, does not know how many extraordinary and powerful people are hidden!
"It turns out that the aura from this centipede deceived us." Frederick fell on the roof ridge outside the attic window, watching the exploded centipede and said to Nan Bowan: "What a golden cicada out of its shell is not only a nightmare curse. He is superb, and his mind and wisdom are also superior!"
"Tsk tusk! Slippery ghost!" Nan Bowan fell down and leaned against the window frame. He put the golden brush into his sleeve and complained with a tired face: "Hey...I'm a clerical clerk. Recently, I have been busy with the Jinlunbao business war. Why do you want to follow you to catch thieves everywhere?"
Frederick replied with a helpless expression: "I know that Brother Nan, you work hard day and night for the Lord, but the other party is really a type I'm not good at dealing with. I really trouble you!"
Nam Bowan touched his greasy bald head: "Well, we are all old friends. The big deal is to pick a few bottles from your wine cellar that are older and let me relieve my greed."
Frederick nodded: "This is natural. Brother Nan can drink as much as he wants!" He was concerned about the same race affected by Demon Silver, so he looked cold from beginning to end, without showing the slightest smile.
Upon seeing this, Nan Bowan sighed inwardly: (Alas, it's bad enough.)
"Speaking of breath, how do you feel that there is still a vagueness?" Nan Bowan looked into the window frame and said in a bit of amazement: "Oh? Why are the eldest lady and the housekeeper of the Medici family here? "He stopped his gaze on Ashin's body, "Mr. Silver Kamen Rider is here too..."
Nam Bowan’s eyebrows gradually showed the kind of wrinkles that only people who think frequently: "The Leopard Autonomous Region is not open to outsiders at ordinary times, not to mention the patriarch’s palace that is not allowed to enter. Several people are now appearing. Here... must have been invited by Mingshuangclaw? Why would the Leopard Patriarch invite foreign guests who have never met before? Oh~~~ This makes sense!" He stared at Asin and muttered: " After analyzing all kinds of clues, I felt like this young man did it..."
Frederick looked at Ashin with interest: "Young man, the smell on you is very interesting! You have a lot of blood on your body, have you experienced so much blood at a young age?" The whole body floated in the air and flew into the window towards Asin.
As the vampire patriarch approached, Ashin's whole body throbbed, as if all the blood couldn't help but want to break through the blood vessels and fly towards Frederick!
Is this a vampire's ability? !
"Damn!" A Xin, who was feeling strange, took a big step back and exclaimed, "What the hell is this?"
"This is a vampire!" The Frederick phantom flashed in front of Asin, and he looked down at Asin who was two heads shorter than himself: "Young man, you have the smell of Pella's blood on you. Take them outside the gate. You are the one who killed all of them, right?"
Ashin shook his head like a rattle: "What is the Pella family? I haven't heard of it?"
"Oh, my Mr. Silver Kamen Rider, have you heard the story of the Pella family in the spiritual world?" Nam Bowan also jumped into the attic and looked at Asin with a smile: "You can talk about it in a panic. The IQ is really touching and I want to cover it up!"
Ashin understands that vampires are very sensitive to blood. Even if you deny it any longer, it won’t help. He simply admits: "Yes! I did it alone! What do you want to do with me?" In order not to implicate other people, he put "I'm the one." The word "person" is very heavy.
"Not so good!" Nan Bowan patted Ashin on the shoulder: "A gatekeeper has a stronger temper than anyone else. If it weren't for the Lord's sake, I would have long wanted to replace their whole family."
Frederick also nodded: "I despise them!"
Ashin asked hesitantly, "So, you don't plan to pursue this matter?"
Both Nam Bowan and Frederick nodded.
Instead, Ashin did not understand: "You guys, don't you all work for the host? Why are the Pella family dead, but you look so happy?"
"Huh, hum... I'm still young after all!" Nan Bowan laughed weirdly: "The ghost black market is basically a country, even if everyone is working for the Lord, the relationship between the subjects... Not all are so harmonious! Even Guan Gong, who is well-known for his benevolence and righteousness, once said, "What kind of person is Huang Zhong, dare to be with me? The big man will never be with the old man!" Does this come?"
Walker suddenly took the conversation: "But the host must have started the investigation, right? If he asks you to find out the murderer, wouldn't you tell the truth?"
Frederick shook his head: "The Lord was really angry when he learned that the Pella family had been killed, but it was only to the extent that the watchdog was killed."
Nan Bowan raised his index finger and said slowly: "The so-called dog-fighting still depends on the owner. Entering the sacred black market and killing the watchdog easily, this guy really doesn't give me face! So the Lord just feels a little bit faceless, it's not. What must be hateful of the great feud. And..." He squinted his eyes and said meaningfully: "The young master... has persuaded the Lord to dispel the idea of continuing to pursue the matter, so Mr. Silver Kamen Rider, you are in this matter. You can rest assured!"
Ashin heaved a sigh of relief: "Huh~ That's great! I have to thank your young master if I have the opportunity!"
Frederick smiled: "You really should thank the young master."
"But, although you don't need to worry about this matter, there is one more thing to ask you to understand." Nan Bo Wan's tired face disappeared, replaced by an amazing outrageous color: "We two tracked one. The culprit, follow his breath all the way to here." He pointed to the centipede stump outside the window and said: "It turned out that the golden cicada caught him escaped, because the centipede exuded his breath and blinded us, but why did you There will be that person's strong breath too?! Could it be...you and this person...hehehehe..."
Frederick showed a dazed expression, and his eyes gradually glowed with blood, approaching Ashin.
And Nam Bowan’s gradually icy laughter floats in the bloody air... (End of this chapter)