Wilmot, Abe and the other three people still have brains.

A single prince is indeed no match for the Grace family.

However, standing behind the prince is the entire vampire clan.

As long as Jinli is not a fool, he knows how to take sides.

Moreover, as long as Grace doesn't show up, with the prince's strength, he can definitely control that oriental boy.

This is not blind confidence, it has been verified through more than a dozen battles. .??.

The Vampires have incredible resilience and powerful defense. At the same level, ordinary warriors are no match for them.

"Wilmot, I'm going to find the prince right now and beg him to take action against this Chinese man."

Abe looked at Wilmot with a solemn tone.

"Okay, after the prince kills that kid, I request to be soaked in the blood pool. Maybe the limbs can grow back."

Wilmot gritted his teeth.

"Well, you should have a good rest!"

The two of them said nothing more and left the private hospital after comforting each other...

At the same time, in a lofty mountain.

This place looks extremely desolate, with the continuous mountains forming a natural barrier, various towering ancient trees, and many ants, rats, snakes, and insects. Ordinary people would never set foot there, let alone imagine that there is a valley hidden here.

In the valley, there are buildings standing tall.

They are all in a spooky style, like old castles, more like they exist in oil paintings.

This is a station of the Vampire Clan, where countless Vampire Clan guards live.

The central area is inaccessible to ordinary guards and has no authority.

Because that's where Prince Michael lives.

At this time, a vast courtyard was filled with countless red mist.

These mist are filled with the endless smell of blood, which is disgusting to smell.

And for vampires, this is simply the best smelling thing in the world.

The mist dispersed, revealing a pool of blood at the bottom.

The area of ​​​​the blood pool is extremely large. Looking at it, it is dark red, and the water surface seems to be boiling, with bubbles popping up from time to time.

There were countless corpses among them, including those of humans and birds and animals.

However, only the white bones of those corpses were left, soaked in the blood pool, like a tonic.

"laugh!"

Wisps of blood-colored mist escaped from the lake water, and seemed to be pulled by a mysterious energy and inhaled into the body of a young man by the pool.

This young man looked to be in his twenties. His facial features were extremely handsome, as if carved from marble, and his eyes were like gems.

It seems like just one look at it will make people fall for it.

There is no doubt that he is an extremely handsome man.

His smile is gentle and elegant, and his whole body exudes the nobility of a gentleman.

If someone saw him in the outside world, they would only think that he was a young master from a noble family.

But who would have thought that he was actually Michael, one of the princes of the vampire clan?

The prince's strength is famous throughout the West.

Except for the illusory Blood Emperor, no one can be their opponent.

With each breath, all the blood mist was inhaled by Michael, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty, my name is Abe, and I have something important to report!"

"Your Majesty, my name is Moore..."

At this time, two deep voices came from outside, full of piety.

"Abe Moore?"

Michael suddenly opened his eyes, and the blood in his eyes was about to burst out.

"You go to the meeting hall and wait for me."

How silent is he?

Seconds later, he replied.

The meeting hall, as the name suggests, is where the vampires hold meetings.

Each prince has many dukes under his command, and they usually have some tasks assigned to them, such as collecting certain materials, slave women, or dealing with a certain family, etc.

"yes!"

Moore and Abe crossed their arms, bowed slightly, and then came to the meeting hall.

They did not dare to sit down, but stood with their heads bowed, maintaining respect for the prince.

"Whoosh!"

A strong smell of blood hit his face, followed by a flash of blood, and a young and handsome figure suddenly appeared on the originally empty seat.

It’s Michael!

"What's the matter?"

Michael glanced at the two of them and asked coldly.

"Your Majesty the Prince!"

Moore and Abe bowed at the same time, with pious postures.

Every time they come here, they can feel the strong blood in Michael's body.

If you say that you are like the stars, then the prince is like the bright moon, there is no comparison at all.

"Wilmot was injured, and the guards of the castle were also slaughtered. He is currently resting in a nursing home." Moore Shen Shenghui reported.

"Um?"

Hearing this, Michael frowned, "Wilmot was injured? Who did it?"

Speaking of which, given his status, he has long been too lazy to pay attention to many of the following things.

However, Wilmot was a Duke after all, and he would give him a large amount of wealth and precious materials every year, saving him a lot of time.

Moreover, standing behind Wilmot is Michael, the entire vampire clan!

This behavior of the other party is tantamount to a slap in the face!

It's a provocation!

"It's the Grace family of the Frankish Empire."

Abe said in a deep voice, "It looks like an S-level holy soldier and a Chinese boy."

"Frank's Grace family?"

Michael frowned.

As a prince, he had naturally heard of this magical family and had also coveted its holy weapon skills.

At the same time, he also knew that the Priory was always plotting against the Grace family.

The Vampires have incredible resilience, powerful bodies, and extremely powerful attacks, so although there is a demand for holy weapons, there is not a lot of demand.

The Priory is different.

The physical bodies of those little mice are only slightly stronger than ordinary people. The reason why they can run rampant in the West relies on some spiritual magic.

Such as hypnosis, such as confinement...

Therefore, they urgently need a set of soldiers to improve their defense.

Abe nodded and continued, "They disabled Wilmot's limbs and said that the vampires are just a group of little bats and are nothing to worry about."

"boom!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a strong bloody aura suddenly erupted from Michael's body.

In his eyes, there was even more anger rising like Tao.

"A mere Grace family dares to humiliate my blood clan and hurt my people?"

"They are so audacious!"

"You don't need to tell me anything about this kind of thing!"

"No matter who dares to slander the Vampire Clan, they will have to pay the price. You two can directly lead the Vampire Clan warriors to defeat the Grace family!"

This sentence contained a strong murderous intention, causing the temperature of the meeting room to suddenly drop a lot.

"But……"

Moore hesitated and said, "The Grace family is not a trivial matter. There are two S-class holy soldiers on the surface, and... that Chinese boy is also very strong, suspected to be a prince-level powerhouse..."
Chapter completed!