Superman

As an elder-level vampire, Victor's survival to the present is not entirely due to luck.

He has a wink and understands what kind of character can be provoked.

What kind of role must be given enough respect.

"Come on, Victor! Sonia's soul in the sky will witness this battle!"

Wolf King Lucian walked down the steps and quickly completed the animalization.

Roar!

Werewolves and vampires collided into a ball.

Facing the elder-level Victor, Lucian is obviously not an opponent.

After a short fight for a few minutes, they fell into a disadvantage.

Although Victor and Amelia are both elders, there is a big gap in strength between the two.

On the one hand, it is the vampire lord who has lived far longer than the latter.

On the other hand, before Victor became a vampire, he was a great lord who was good at fighting.

Boom!

Like a punch from a bullet, it hit the beastly Lucien on the face.

The latter didn't seem to feel anything, and raised its sharp claws, tearing out hideous wounds from top to bottom.

Victor also didn't dodge, the long sword in his hand sliced ​​through the werewolf's chest, almost disemboweling Lucien.

These two wild beasts were engaged in a primitive and ruthless frontal fight using the style of playing wounds for wounds.

"Aren't you going to take action?"

Serena, who was leaning against the corner, asked.

She was thrown against the wall by Victor before, and the violent force in her rage almost broke the spine in her back.

"Lucien wants to do it himself."

Luke curled his lips and said, "For things like revenge, doing it yourself is more valuable than helping others."

"If it were you, you would also want to unscrew Victor's head and avenge your parents."

Serena's eyes darkened, and she nodded slightly.

"Are you interested in becoming the patriarch of the family?"

Luke took the time to ask while Lucien was fighting with Victor.

The vampire family in North America is the pure blood descendant of Grand Duke Dracula.

They are in the same situation as their counterparts in Europe. They are restricted by the rules of the New York Sanctuary and dare not make trouble everywhere.

However, the wealth accumulated through a long life and the ability to play tricks are still flourishing in North America.

They even created a group of "ha ghosts" who worshiped vampires, making the underground world of New York, Detroit and other cities a mess.

"Replace Victor? Sorry, Mr. Lieutenant General, I have no interest in power."

The corners of Serena's mouth twitched, she just wanted to live a peaceful life, and had no feelings for her fellow clansmen at all.

"Someone has to stand up, Miss Serena."

Luke began to use the art of talking, he was going to pack the Cornus family back to New York, and go to the ring with the gang of pure blood descendants of Dracula.

"Amelia, who was staying above, has already torn off her bat wings by me, and her strength has plummeted."

"As for Victor, his fate is already doomed, and it is impossible to survive."

"In the Cornas family, only his son Marcus is left."

Serena listened and found it very interesting.

This superman lieutenant general is like writing a script, setting the ending of the story.

It seems that everything will move forward according to what he said.

"With Elder Marcus here, the family can still continue."

The corner of Serena's mouth twitched, she had no sense of belonging to this family.

"Marcus can't, he'll just make a mess of Cornus, not as good as Victor."

Luke shook his head.

How could he hand over power to a direct bloodline of Conas.

That's not conducive to the management of S.H.I.E.L.D.

His father is a lieutenant general.

Ancestral vampire.

There is no need to use S.H.I.E.L.D. or Superman as backers.

Therefore, Serena who has no foundation is more suitable.

what?

Hungry?

Luke disdains.

He is not a sex critic like Howard, how could he be sexually interested in female vampires.

"Think about it seriously, Serena, vampires are in a bad place right now."

Luke is persuasive, like the devil in hell, speaking with deceptive words.

"You cannot leave Paris privately, this is the commandment of the Three Sanctuaries."

"You can't stay away from the crowd. Vampires must replenish blood, otherwise it will stimulate the blood thirst in their hearts."

"Wandering around, and may be cleaned up by the mage in the sanctuary, or the devil."

"The best choice is to return to the family."

Luke showed a signature smile, like a human trafficker: "Serena, have you ever left Paris? Have you been outside of France?"

"I can promise you freedom, and in exchange, you have to pay loyalty."

Chapter 1? Evaporation of flesh and blood, karma

To be free, to surrender allegiance.

Luke's proposed deal moved Serena's heart.

She has long been tired of Paris, the city that never sleeps.

Every night, it is like a slutty woman, wearing a transparent tulle, showing a dusty and charming side.

Those tourists, down-and-out artists, and rich people who seek pleasure may all find their own paradise here.

But Serena wasn't interested.

She doesn't like the singing and dancing of the Moulin Rouge, nor does she like the messy men and women in the dark alleys, and at the same time, she hates the romantic feelings advocated by the French.

It's just a group of disciples, whitewashing their own debauchery.

It's very simple lust, but it has to be labeled as "stimulating inner enthusiasm", "spiritual closeness" and other names.

In the final analysis, isn't it just greedy for people's bodies?

Moreover, the openness of the French people is jaw-dropping.

After marriage, it has become a trend for the husband to find a mistress and the wife to have a lover.

This is true from the emperor down to the civilians.

"I want to live somewhere else."

Serena often expresses such thoughts.

Compared with all the above, this female vampire warrior yearns for a city with more sunshine and less rainy weather.

"You are like the devil of Faustri, who tricks people into giving up their souls."

Serena stared at Luke, and she felt that the superman lieutenant general, behind the seemingly bright, had the darkness that vampires were quite familiar with.

"I'm not that old Mephisto."

Luke shook his head, and took the time to glance at the werewolves and vampires who were fighting so hard that they were about to level the entire underground palace.

"I have never used tricks to achieve my goals, especially tricks, which are tricks only used by cunning people who lack strength."

The story about Faust is the dark history of Mephisto.

The hell devil, keen to cheat souls, was fooled by a mortal on a rare occasion and failed.

Of course, it didn't take long for him to face a second defeat.

The betrayal of the first generation of Ghost Rider Carter Sley, and then the second generation of Ghost Rider Johnny Blazer.

Therefore, liars often do not end well.

Either be deceived by others, or be stabbed in the back by Er Wu Zai.

"The battle is almost over, and it looks like Lucian is no match for Victor."

Luke shook his neck and rubbed his wrists, as if warming up.

I saw the wolf king Lucian smashing into the wall behind him with a "boom".

Masonry splashed and debris flew across.

Victor spread his bat wings, his figure flickered, and he came to Lucien in an instant.

Before the opponent got up, he raised his foot and kicked down heavily.

Boom!

Peiran's strength poured into Lucian's chest, and his strong muscles collapsed suddenly.

The wolf king groaned in pain, raised his sharp claws, trying to tear Victor's body apart.

The latter flapped its wings and disappeared in place like lightning.

The movement speed of high-level vampires is much faster than that of werewolves.

"You have taken Sonia from me! My daughter, my treasure!"

next moment!

Victor appears above.

The skin of the palm turned blue-black, like cast copper and iron, and pulled towards Lucian's heart.

He couldn't wait to taste the blood of the werewolf!

"It was your coldness that killed her!"

Lucian raised his head and roared angrily, his figure raised a bit again.

The muscles all over his body seemed to be twisted together, revealing a steel-like luster.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to get close, he hugged Victor and locked the fast-moving figure firmly.

Enduring the fatal pain of piercing through the chest, he tore off a bat wing of the opponent with his sharp claws.

Tear!

"Go to hell!"

The eyes of the great vampire lord were bloodshot, and a fierce light burst out.

The palm of his hand was like a knife, cutting Lucian's neck open, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The scarlet liquid splashed on his face, stimulating the bloodthirsty desire in his heart.

Lucien, who had suffered severe trauma, let go of his hands, gradually lost his beastly werewolf form, and fell limply on the ground.

"Failed."

Thoughts of regret flashed through the wolf king's mind.