The huge golden sword light fell from the sky, instantly splitting the entire villa in half.

But the situation continued to spread, and it was fiercely on the earth, pulling out a huge sword mark on the grassland.

Dracula turned into a black gas and floated out of the dilapidated house. In front of the villa, he raised his head and looked at the sunlight he hated and the holy light he hated, and smiled disdainfully:

"Dark? How can there be no darkness show the greatness of light? What qualifications do you have to say to me?"

His tone still had the elegance of a nobleman, but it was full of ridicule.

He once had a lot of respect for the Holy See.

But when he galloped on the battlefield for the Lord, but his wife failed to go to heaven, all respect was replaced by full of anger.

dark?

bright?

What's the use?

What's the use of the Lord?

Since his wife has gone to hell, what does heaven and the Lord mean to him?

"The Lord cannot be blasphemed!"

Cass, who stopped in the sky, said coldly.

Another sword light spreads through the sky and the earth.

The hot holy light shines the entire earth brighter.

It was like a strip of sun in the sky.

"Not to be blasphemed? To me, Satan deserves more respect than the Lord."

The red and black smoke began to seep out of Dracula's body, which surrounded Dracula's entire body.

Bloodthirsty, tyranny, greed and other emotions began to flow on Dracula.

It was the breath of darkness.

"I really don't know what the angel's blood feels like?"

Dracula licked his lips gently and said hoarsely.

When he finished speaking, he turned into a ray of red and black smoke and cleverly avoided the sword light that spread across the sky, then jumped towards the angel in the sky.

It's like a moth to a flame.

Kass stood in the sky and looked coldly at Dracula rushing towards him.

"Dark should stay in the dark corners underground forever."

The moment Dracula approached the Angel Cass, Cass moved.

As Qin Chuming's clone, no one in this world can defeat him.

If it weren't for this scene, Dracula would have died the moment he appeared in his perception.

But since it is a play, it must follow the script.

Cass sideways avoided Dracula's attack, only a little faster than Dracula.

But a little bit is fast.

He turned into a big hand and fisted out.

"Boom!"

The red smoke was smashed to the ground from the sky, like a meteor sliding down.

It drew a deep gully on the ground.

And at the end of the gully, a huge burning wound appeared in Dracula's chest.

He was dressed in a mess.

But Angel Cass did not give him a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

It was a figure that was almost pure white, and it was like flowing from the sky.

The golden sword condensed by the holy light slashed out fiercely.

"Boom!"

Dracula avoided the sword he must have killed, but did not avoid the punch behind the sword of the killing.

He was smashed into the mountains and rivers again.

The smoke and dust of the earth are everywhere.

No one can see if Dracula is still alive.

But Cass knew that Dracula must be alive, and his vitality was very strong, and such an attack could not kill him.

"The humble worm should always hide in the corners of darkness, avoiding the light."

Cass' proud voice rang.

At this time, the smoke and dust had already fallen, and a bottomless pit appeared on the ridge in the distance of the earth.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Dracula's voice came from the pit, and he crawled out of the dark pit and gently patted the dust on his body.

"It's really strong, then..."

He raised his head and smiled:

"See you next day."

Although Dracula wanted to kill the angel in front of him, the facts told him that he could not do it.

Then wait.

He has been waiting for hundreds of years on the verge of drying blood.

Not bad for the past few days.

After looking at the angel in the sky, Dracula made a goodbye gesture.

In an instant, he turned into a ray of red and black smoke and flew towards the distance.

It is also a speed that exceeds the speed of sound several times.

It looks like a red stream of light in the horizon.

"Run? Humble dark bugs, where can you run?"

Angel Cas snorted coldly, and turned into a stream of light and chased towards the direction Dracula was running.

So above the European land, two streams of light were constantly chasing.

Outside the earth, the satellites of the countries are already in an uproar.

"One more appeared, the speed remained at Mach 6.5, and the two flew together, as if they were chasing."

"How come there is one more?"

It was already surprising that an angel could reach this speed.

The resistance of the speed close to Mach 7 in the air is a terrifying value, and the friction with the flying body will generate terrifying heat, enough to melt the metal.

In addition, there are shock waves, due to the huge impact force of overstep, which makes it difficult to achieve a speed of Mach 7.

Especially this is still a creature.

It's simply unimaginable.

In addition to angels, there is one that can achieve.

"What the hell is that?"

“Can’t capture the picture.”

The two lights below are too fast.

"Check with the Holy See, what is the other thing."

Under the monitoring of satellites of various countries, Angel Cas and Dracula flew from Eastern Europe to Western Europe, and then from Western Europe to Northern Europe.

On the Boeing 747 aircraft channel of the HD787, people on the passenger plane clearly saw two streams of light passing by them.

"It seems like something has passed!"

"I saw two rays of light!"

...

Dracula wanted to get rid of the angel behind him, but there was no way.

That's all.

In a hurry, Dracula suddenly paused.
To be continued...