I, the crooked way in the American manga

Chapter 245 The Scary Old Wizard

The old bat was a little nervous, and the thing he was most afraid of was accidents.

In any case, there must be no accidents in today's action. For this action, he almost gambled on the future fortune of the Giovanni family.

He has great confidence in Zhao Song.

The strength of this young man has surpassed all the dark wizards he has seen, so he feels that this young man can cut off those high-level people.

But today, those high-level members of the Dark Council he saw rarely stopped in front of the banquet.

While they waited with hands tied.

His heart sank.

Who are these bigwigs waiting for?

Who else in the Dark Council deserves their waiting?

Is there any powerhouse in the Dark Council that he doesn't know?
The old bat tried his best to restore his expression to normal. He beckoned to call the people around him, intending to tell the people around him to call Zhao Song and tell Zhao Song to be more careful.

Unexpectedly, before the waiter left, an old acquaintance appeared beside him.

The werewolf patriarch Jacob.

He didn't wait at the front door, but came to the old bat. He was thick and rough, and grabbed the waiter who was about to leave. He glanced around the vampire's neck, but he gave up his plan to drink blood.

"The old friend is here, don't you come forward to greet the old bat?"

The werewolf patriarch grabbed the waiter maliciously and said to the old bat.

The old bat said calmly: "Although the Giovanni family is taking the lead this time, but this time the banquet is meant by the thirteen clans, so it's not my turn to go to the front to welcome the guests."

"Stop kidding, honey."

Jacob the werewolf grinned.

A big and thick man called the old bat my dear, the old bat didn't say anything, he had already reached the point of resignation, and being called dear by a strong man did not pose any threat to him.

He won't be disturbed by it.

What makes him uneasy is what is reflected behind the self-confidence and calmness shown by the werewolf.

He felt the fearlessness of the werewolf.

This is not a good sign.

He is familiar with the leader of the werewolf, they call the leader of the werewolf the old patriarch, this is a guy who has grown muscles even in his brain, he is full of joy and anger, and he is a reckless man.

He was so gleeful to appear in front of the old bat, which made the old bat's uneasiness intensify again.

The werewolf patriarch Jacob said to the old bat: "Come with me to welcome him, Giovanni, tonight, let's see if your salt and bread can save you.

Let me tell you some good news, there is a real ruthless character from the black wizard side, the god he believes in is a real evil god, a ruthless character who is more powerful than all the evil gods you know. "

"what?"

The old bat's pupils contracted.

dark wizard.

Those who believe in evil gods.

An existence that everyone fears.

When did the Dark Council have such a person, why didn't he know it at all?
The old bat didn't want to believe all this, but at this moment, a tall black horse pulled an all-black carriage, and it stopped quietly at the gate of Giovanni's estate.

Those who were waiting in front of the door all became nervous.

They came forward in an orderly manner with a humble attitude.

The old bat of the Giovanni family looked away from Jacob and looked at the carriage.

Although I don't know who is sitting in the carriage, there is no doubt that this is where the werewolf patriarch's confidence lies.

The legendary boss.

The door of the carriage opened, and before the people inside got out, a black wizard came to the front of the carriage with a shovel, knelt down, and used his spine as a horse stool.

A trembling old man got off the carriage.

After seeing the old man, the old bat felt ashamed.

With just one glance, he knew that everything was over.He didn't know who this old guy was, but he could feel the strong magical power that was about to overflow from this old guy.

This is the deep existence among the dark wizards, the monster at the bottom of the box!

Among the black wizards, when did such a master exist?
He couldn't understand why the spies he had sown all over the world didn't even pass on this information.

This is very important, information related to life and death!

This news can determine the rise and fall of a group!
The old bat stared at the old immortal who got up and down the carriage.

The same goes for the people at the door. They smiled obsequiously, but they didn't dare to go up to talk to them. They could only part ways and greet them on both sides.

The members of the Thirteen Clans looked at the person who came out timidly, and watched the unscrupulous eyes of the old wizard who got off the carriage swept over them, and finally fell in the distance.

The old man's eyes swept over these people, and his trembling feet fell to the ground step by step.

By his side, he is a strong black wizard. Wherever he usually appears, he is always the focus of attention and the attention of everyone.

But at this moment, the dark wizard couldn't hide the old man's demeanor at all.

Wherever the old man appears, he is the sun of that place.

The old man didn't speak, and neither did the rest of the people. As the trump card of the black wizard, the finale, the old man was the last one to come out. After he came, the banquet could be "opened".

He walked in, and those talents followed behind the old man step by step.

Everyone was silent, and some young men from the Thirteen Clans who came with the elders had long since dared to make a sound. They lowered their heads, trembling with fear.

Even the old bat felt a little cold in his hands and feet at this moment, and his whole body was weak.

The werewolf patriarch stood beside the old bat, stretched out his hand and pushed the old bat unceremoniously: "The patriarch of the Giovanni family, you should come forward.

Get ready for the dinner party! "

When he was about to die, the old bat of Giovanni's family calmed down. He tidied up the bow on his neckline and smoothed his clothes slowly, then turned and pointed at the werewolf patriarch and said, "Jacob, don't move!" Feet, you are no longer that young reckless werewolf, you are the leader of the clan.

The patriarch must look like the patriarch, don't forget our rules and etiquette. "

The werewolf patriarch Jacob didn't expect the old bat to teach him a lesson in turn at this time.

But soon, after the astonishment passed, Jacob smiled maliciously and said, "Really? Then I am looking forward to your etiquette at the banquet.

I think you won't disappoint me, will you.

I think before you die, you will say to me, 'Mr. Jacob, you are stepping on my pants, please move away', right? "

After he finished speaking, he laughed and left here.

Before the old bat had any other means, the backbone of several dark wizards came over, politely invited him to the banquet hall, and treated him as a prisoner.

From this look, he, the patriarch of the Giovanni family, is the guest of this banquet.

Those outsiders are the hosts of this banquet.

The old bat knew that things had reached a point of no return.

This time, the Giovanni family may really be planted here.

The old bat felt sad.

He came to the chief seat and sat down stiffly.

The rest of the Thirteen Clan sat beside him, but the old bat was keenly aware that some members of the Thirteen Clan looked at him with unkindness in their eyes.

That's the look of a three-day-starved lion looking at its prey.

The old bat of Giovanni's family tried his best to make his expression normal. He now hopes that the little guys of Giovanni's family will be smarter and run out one by one when they see something is wrong.

The Giovanni family came from the dark middle world, and it's not that they haven't seen the legendary extermination.

He is praying now, praying that the extermination he has seen before will not appear in the Giovanni family.The old bat is a smart man, he knows the wizard in the dark council, and invited this old immortal out sooner or later, of course it means a final decision, but from another point of view, does this also explain this? Where did the dark wizard go wrong.

His shots are limited.

The most likely thing is that his combat power cannot last long, and the side effects of his shots are too great.

After comforting himself in his heart, the old bat smiled wryly.

He knew he was just deceiving himself.

Even if this black wizard makes a move, there are great restrictions, but now that he is here, it shows that at least he has the power to fight.

As long as he makes a move, no one can stop him.

Not even the backup he invited.

Zhao Song didn't have any forceful aura.

Giovanni didn't think this young man could deal with the dark wizard in front of him.

Because Zhao Song's aura was covered by the disaster avoidance technique.

He usually doesn't show his breath, unless he really does his best, which leads to his strength being underestimated all the time.

But even if Zhao Song is here, this old immortal who believes in the Demon Governor will not be afraid of Zhao Song.

He is very confident in himself.

The only thing that could restrict the old wizard's attack was the power of the Demon Lord himself.

Everyone was waiting for the dinner to start. The old bat of the Giovanni family glanced at his pocket watch. When the banquet started, the old bat knocked on the glass beside him.

The whole banquet was silent.

Only the crisp sound of glasses resounded in the banquet hall.

There was no singing and dancing in the entire banquet hall, and everyone's eyes fell on the two of them without moving their knives and forks.

There are two people here, one is the old bat, and the other is the old wizard.

They are the protagonists of the play.

The old wizard didn't say anything, he picked up the bread in hand.

The bread here is made according to the ancient method.

The ancient method means that the bread contains wheat, wheat bran, and wood shavings. It is harder than the legendary baguette and can be used as a crowbar to break other people's heads.

If someone with good teeth gnaws on this bread, there will only be two bloodstains on the bread.

Next to this bread, is a small dish of salt.

The old wizard picked up the bread, looked at it and put it down again. Instead, he stretched out his fingers, dipped in some salt, mumbled it in his mouth and said, "Not bad."

The old bat was so nervous that his palms were covered with sweat. He pretended to be calm and his mind was spinning around, desperately thinking about how to have a chance to warn. The old wizard ate food slowly, dipped in the salt, and said after a while: "Boy of the Giovanni family, you are nervous."

Hearing the old wizard's words, the old bat straightened his back subconsciously and said, "No, I'm very relaxed."

The old wizard let out a laugh.

"It seems that you are really nervous, young man," said the old wizard while licking the salt off his fingers, "You are obviously extremely nervous, but you subconsciously lied when I asked you.

This is not what a wise man should do.

I'm just curious, what are you nervous about?
Is there something shady here? "

After talking so much, the old wizard looked a little out of breath, and he took a sip of water from the cup at hand.

During this time, no one spoke.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the old bat, observing the old bat. The sweat on the old bat's head had already fallen, and he had obviously noticed that the rhythm of the entire banquet scene had been manipulated by others.

He has now lost any chance to go first.

The old bat twitched the corners of its mouth, and seemed to want to say something with a smile, but was interrupted by the old wizard again.

He put down the cup in his hand, looked at the old bat and said, "Little guy, I haven't seen anyone dare to hold a bloody banquet for a long time.

I never thought that before today, I would see someone stupid enough to break the rules and use the Scarlet Banquet against us.

You are very courageous, so I decided to play with you.

I want to use the Giovanni family to tell everyone in the Dark Council that the rules are sacred and indestructible! "

After he finished speaking, the old bat felt like a fish caught in the ice.

All the blood in his body froze.

Wanting to speak, he could only open his mouth in vain, unable to utter any sounds.

The old wizard clapped his hands. Someone brought in a vampire from outside. This vampire looked extremely miserable, and his soul was definitely ravaged.

This can be seen from his eyes.

He was tortured by the soul.

He was like a frightened rabbit, no matter what he looked at, he would look away in fright. When the old wizard saw this person coming in, he dipped his index finger in the salt again, tasted it and said: "But you want to call It's a little naive for these incompetent little guys to do things with you.

Your contract, the witness is the demon Nigel.

What a pity, your witness Nigel, because he offended Satan, he was strung on a tree by Satan, bleeding profusely every day.

His strength was rapidly fading.

I just gave your little friend a little trouble, and then helped him get rid of your contract, and he told me everything he knew.

Say what you told me again. "

The old wizard started panting again at this point, every time he paused brought great psychological pressure to the old bat, the little vampire clearly stated the old bat's plan, the old bat's eyes were a little dark.

By this time, he finally understood why some people from the Thirteen Clan looked at him as if they were looking at a dead person.

His plan is revealed.

He became the target of the entire parliament.

Until now, the old bat can only sigh, he knows that he lost the bet and everything is over.

But killing people and killing people's hearts, this move, the old wizard is also an expert, he likes to taste fear, the old bat's current despair, he thinks it is not enough.

He doesn't mind putting more pressure on the old bat just to taste more fear.

After eating a little bit of salt, he said, "I heard that you value the Giovanni family?"

Hearing this sentence, a cold mist appeared behind the old bat, and the thing he feared the most happened. The old bat has devoted his heart and soul to the group all his life, and his feelings for the Giovanni family surpassed everything.

All these things he did were for the family.

When the family is gone, he has nothing.

The old wizard smelled a strong smell of fear, and finally felt relieved, he showed a despicable smile and said: "That's right, before you came, I had already ordered people to block all the entrances.

Not only that, I also asked people to go to all the groups of the Giovanni family. Soon, all the Giovanni family members will appear in this manor and hold a big sacrifice in front of you.

How are you? Are you satisfied with my program arrangement?
Are you happy watching your people and bloodlines being tortured and blood flowing underground? "

This time, the old bat was finally speechless.

He has some regrets, more despair.

Despair is like a big wave, pressing him to the bottom of the sea, unable to float up.

The old wizard got enough of the taste of fear, and finally felt relieved.

He has some regrets, that is, if he wants to catch the whole of Giovanni, he will definitely leak the news. As long as the executioner invited by Giovanni is clear-headed, he will not come here.

Without this little ant, it always makes people feel that something is missing.

The silence speaks.

Tasting the salt, the old wizard was sure of winning. He stared at the bread in front of him, and after listening to the little vampire tell the plan he knew, he was not forgiven by the old wizard. He was pierced through the main artery by someone behind him, and blood flowed out. land.

He opened his mouth like a fish, maybe he wanted to ask why, but no one answered him.

His blood climbed crookedly onto the old wizard's leg, seeping down from his skin.

No one spoke.

Until the old bat stood up.

The old bat knew that his last time had come.

He tore off the white suit on his body, and the aura on his body reached its peak in an instant, and even reached the limit he could reach.

The black wizards present, even the werewolf patriarch named Jacob, were all amazed!

Because the strength shown by the old bat has surpassed 90.00% of the people here!
They used to think that the old bat was a strategist, but now they discovered that the old bat is actually a hidden warrior, and his strength is almost the same as that of ordinary immortals

Between the movements of his hands, there are almost ten tons of strength!

Such power means that his internal organs, his skin, and all his organs have inhuman development!
Such a monster, even if Gwen appeared, might not be his opponent.

After all, vampires themselves have some unexpected tricks.

Not to mention people like Old Bat.

He must have a backup.

It's a pity that at this time, his backhands are useless.

The people present might have backed away in surprise when they saw the old bat in the past, but now they only find it funny when they see this.

The old bat looked very much like a dying ant.

Especially the opponent of this ant, who was still methodically extending his index finger to dip the salt in the spy, and didn't value the old bat at all.

He was waiting for the eruption of the old bat. In his opinion, the strength of the old bat was as ridiculous as a child holding a knight's broadsword.

He can't exert much strength at all.

sucker Punch.

No matter how much strength the opponent shows, to the old wizard, it's just a matter of clapping hands!
With such thoughts in mind, the old wizard calmly watched the old bat perform his tricks.

The desperate old bat took out the cross in his hand. Originally, he planned to hide the secret that he was a Christian, but now, even his family is gone, so what is the use of hiding all the secrets? Woolen cloth?
He prayed devoutly, and the Holy Light descended on him!
This is a benefit that only bishops and ascetics can get!
He can communicate with God!
Seeing this, the old wizard couldn't sit still anymore. He could sit on the side and watch the old bat struggling to death, but after seeing the old bat borrowing all the power of the so-called God, he finally couldn't help it.

The old wizard stood up, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, cutting off the space of the banquet!

With such a simple action, the holy light on the old bat disappeared, and at the same time, the frightened old wizard heaved a sigh of relief.

He noticed that the holy light on the old bat was not so pure!

It scared him to death, he thought the power belonged to God.

If it was the pure power of God, or the power of a certain holy angel, then even if he was the power user of the chaos lord Demon Du, he might not be able to bear it, and he would have to drink his hatred on the spot!
After all, even when the Lord of Chaos, Demon Governor, was raging, he would never touch God's restricted area.

No matter how arrogant he is, he will not oppose Bright Silver City.

Without that Demon God, who would oppose Bright Silver City.

But now he realized that he was wrong, this little bat was just a believer who borrowed from an unknown angel.

Such a person, the old wizard still dared to kill, such a believer, in the world of darkness, the Dark Council has not never killed.

However, it is worth noting that even with such an "easy" action just now, the mark between the old wizard's eyebrows has deepened by three points.

His soul was three points closer to being treated as a puppet.

"Let's make a sacrifice!"

The old wizard stopped teasing these people and returned to his usual taciturnity.

He doesn't want to make trouble.

He has had enough.

He was going to perform a blood sacrifice, using the vampires of the Giovanni family to relieve the pressure on him, and he now hoped that the blood sacrifice would still have some effect.

……

……

15 minutes before the banquet.

A yellow taxi was parked not far from the back door of the banquet, Zhao Song sat in the co-pilot with a gloomy expression on his face.

Little Angel Chas sat on the main seat. To be honest, when Zhao Song decided to be a bad guy, he planned to abandon Angel. After all, he didn't think he could pull Angel to be a bad guy.

But unfortunately, today he planned to fly over, but was stopped by Chas.

Chase said so.

"God told me to come to you."

When he said this, Zhao Song was frightened and jumped, not to mention anything else, God, the boss of this world, the ultimate of everything, he asked an angel to come to him, even if Zhao Songtian was not afraid Panic.

"Have you seen God? He told you himself?"

Zhao Song asked.

Then he saw that little angel Chas's expression was extremely tangled, as if there was something unspeakable.

"Yes, he told me himself."

Chase said, Zhao Song looked at Chase's expression, a little suspicious.

The reason is very simple. Chas dare not and will not lie about God. God is their creator, their father, and everything to them. Even Gabriel is afraid of God in his darkening.

Chas would never make fun of God.

But what Zhao Song didn't understand was what was going on with Chas's expression. He asked the bottom line, and Chas said hesitantly: "Uh, I heard the voice of God, but God, uh, I saw God, I Saw a dog."

"what?"

Zhao Song expressed shock, with a look of "you're kidding me", Chas blushed anxiously, and he swore that what he said was true.

"I really heard the voice of the father from a stray dog. His voice was exactly the same as the voice in the City of Bright Silver. He also told me that he was the voice of God."

Chas earnestly convinced Zhao Song that what he said was true. He didn’t mean to disrespect God at all, and God didn’t care what he was on. The dog said he was the voice of God, and that was the voice of God. sound.

Because what God says is the rule, the supreme rule in this world.

He seldom speaks seriously, because what he says seriously is similar to what we think of as "Tianjin in the mouth" and "following the words". If he thinks that there should be no Tenjin group in this world, then the Tenjin group will If he felt that the five gods should not appear in this world, then the five gods would be wiped out.

Chas could feel that the voice of God, he did have this ability, it was the pure power of God, the problem came, the voice of God was on the stray dog ​​in front of him.

Where did the voice of God above the throne go in the city of silver?
Chas didn't dare to think about this matter at all, he was afraid.

However, he will fulfill God's instructions without compromise. Since God told him to follow and guide Zhao Song, he came here.

Zhao Song couldn't stab little angel Chas to death either, he didn't have the ability.

So at this time, he really had no choice but to ask the little angel to bring him here.

"wait for me here."

He said to the little angel, when he walked into the manor, he happened to see black wizards and werewolves, and some vampires from other clans were arresting people. Everyone, lead them into the banquet!

Zhao Song was arrested honestly, and he even changed the shape of his Taoist robe to make him look less conspicuous!

A large number of Giovanni vampires are brought in, and they all seem to have resisted and failed.

It's just that among these people, one seems to be a little different.

He didn't fight back.

He was well-groomed, and more importantly, he looked different from the rest of Giovanni's pupils.

"Your Majesty!"

In a blood sacrifice, the victim is usually required to kneel on the ground in the execution position. Have you ever seen someone shot?
Yes, that's how it works.

If you haven't seen people being shot, have you ever seen an executioner beheading someone in a film and television drama?

You can bring into that pose too!

The old bat of Giovanni's family was looking at all this in despair, but when he saw the person with different pupil colors, he tried hard not to change his expression.

Unfortunately, that different person was still discovered.

"Ok?"

The old wizard looked at the Giovannisi vampire who was standing aside, and pointed at him skinny.

"who are you?"

After he said this, the eyes of the rest of the people in the scene fell on the person pointed at by the old wizard. They didn't know it, but they noticed something was wrong when they saw it.

This person is not a vampire, but the strange thing is that when this group of vampires came in, they all glanced at them. If someone was not a vampire, they would spot it at the first sight.

It's not like they took a second look on purpose to find out that this person is not a vampire.

This man blessed himself with magic!
On closer inspection, someone among the black wizards recognized him!

"He's the one who took the artifact!"

The person who followed the vampire was naturally Zhao Song. Zhao Song's disaster avoidance technique played a great role at this time, and he just swaggered among a group of Giovanni.

Strangely, no one doubted his identity.

Neither the Giovanni family vampires around him nor the person who captured him found that Zhao Song was not a vampire. If the old immortal wizard hadn't pointed it out, everyone would still acquiesce that he was a vampire.

Seeing that he was recognized, Zhao Song stopped pretending, and his clothes began to change gradually!

Although the Taoist robe made of golden wool is not a fairy artifact, it is not much different. Zhao Song studied it carefully and discovered the ability to change. When he appeared here, the old patriarch Giovanni was very happy to see him, but after he was happy, Another lament.

No matter what, Zhao Songlai or not coming is a dead end. If he doesn't come, the contract will take effect, and the clerk of the Kingdom of Heaven is not a vegetarian.

When he fulfills the contract, he has to face a powerful and invincible enemy.

If he fails to fulfill the contract, he will face the censure of the clerk!

Under such circumstances, he, like Giovanni, would be reduced to ashes.

With despair in his eyes, he sighed again, and even his shoulders drooped. It was obviously not an appropriate gesture for him to do this during a battle.

This is very demoralizing behavior.

However, none of the people present felt that he was wrong in doing so. After all, the old wizard was too strong, so strong that everyone was suffocated.

No one will be his opponent.

The same goes for the overconfident person in front of him.

Nor would he be a match for the old wizard.

Zhao Song resumed his usual attire and looked at the old wizard in front of him. He didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains from this trip.

The old wizard in front of him is undoubtedly the biggest gain this time. Although his soul has decayed, there are still many good things in him.

Zhao Song took a second look, and saw the wristbands, belt, and other jewelry-like things on his body, all of which were made of divine gold.

The old wizard also looked at him cautiously. The old wizard was cautious not because he sensed Zhao Song's strength, but because he sensed the demon god's breath on Zhao Song.

To be more precise, it is the breath of the beholder.

It has been many days, and Zhao Song hasn't contacted Jinmu Yuanjun.

On the contrary, it is the power of the beholder in him, which has a very strong deterrent effect on many dimensional demon gods.

The same is true for the old wizard. He doesn't know whether the beholder or the chaotic lord Demon Governor is stronger or weaker, but the person in front of him, the beholder power he got is different from the demon governor's power that the old wizard himself got.

His beholder power was bestowed by the beholder himself. The old wizard's demon power comes from his use and guidance of black magic. One is to directly face the leader, and the other is to obtain a trace of the leader through a certain system. strength.

The channels for obtaining power are different, and the power they get is naturally different.

The man opposite him, with the mark of the Demon God on his body, can prove that he is the Demon God's apprentice.

This made the old wizard a little nervous.

But he is just a little nervous, he has some confidence in himself, he feels that his life for so many years is really not in vain!

"Are you also a follower of the Demon God?"

The old wizard didn't stand up, he continued to take a little salt and said, "Well, I'll give you a chance to reform yourself.

Cut off your little finger and make a blood contract with me. As long as you are willing to dedicate 50 years to the black wizard group, I will let you go and help you dissolve the contract between you and the Giovanni family. "

(End of this chapter)