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Just when he returned to his home and slept leisurely until night, he got up and was about to catch up on the drama.

"Ding!"

A text message ringtone came from the phone.

I took out my phone and opened it. It was an unfamiliar number with only one photo in it.

But Joyce's expression suddenly changed when he saw the photo.

Because the man in the photo is Father Paul.

At this moment, there were two sharp daggers inserted into his left and right shoulders. The flesh and blood were bloody and horrible.

He looked very miserable in the photo and was unconscious.

The clothes on his body were also torn in many places, making him look miserable.

Joyce felt herself burning with rage, her fists clenching tightly and making a crunching sound.

"Ding!"

Received another text message.

【Want to save him?Then do as I say! 】

Joyce gritted his teeth when he saw this text message.

That’s fine, no matter who you are!You have succeeded in irritating me!

He closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, but it was of no use. He opened his eyes, with blazing anger burning in his eyes, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

H??E??R??M??I??T??P??U??R??P??L??E??

The red thorn of the hermit poked out and pierced into the cell phone.

The location of Father Paul was displayed on the small screen. Fortunately, he was not abroad.

Currently located in the Appalachian Mountains in the eastern United States.

These people have even found their own burial locations.

So, let's get started.

After Joyce sneered, she called Tony and asked for his specific location.

Then he said that he would send Father Paul over in a few minutes and hoped that he could help take good care of Father Paul.

As if he sensed something was wrong with Joyce's tone, Tony didn't ask any more questions and readily agreed.

Joyce put away her phone and left home through the portal.

The vampires, who know nothing about this, are still living absurd lives in their own places.

The Appalachian Mountains are one of the oldest mountain ranges on Earth.

It began to form in the Ordovician period 4.8 million years ago and was also born at the convergent plate boundary.

About 2.7 million years ago, when the North American and African continents collided, the Appalachian Mountains began to grow taller, possibly reaching heights greater than those of the Rockies and Alps.

At this time, the Appalachian Mountains were closely connected to the Atlas Mountains in Morocco, Africa.

But later, the North American and African plates separated.

The ancient Appalachian Mountains split into what are now the Appalachian Mountains and the Atlas Mountains.

And over the next tens of millions of years, natural erosion destroyed its original elevation.

And it is in such mountains that the Vampire Clan has gone through countless years of excavation and construction.

Part of the mountain range was directly hollowed out and became a secret base.

In this secret base, the vampire with a long life has specially opened a courtyard.

In the dark environment, there was only a faint firelight for illumination.

At this moment, a rather elegant-looking vampire was sitting elegantly on the sofa in the middle of the courtyard, drinking an unknown red liquid.

"Viscount Krall, are you sure we can do this?"

A young vampire looked worried. He was an Internet addict, and he knew all the information about the priest in the news.

After learning that his family and the priest were unhappy, it was like a bolt from the blue.

If it weren't for his inability, he would have wanted to defect...

He looked sideways.

Following his gaze, Father Paul was lying on a blanket that looked valuable. The corners of his mouth were already red, which was the blood that had solidified.

His injuries were very serious, almost life-threatening.

"Oh, don't worry, this old man is just our bait. As long as we control that guy, all problems will be solved."

Viscount Krall snorted coldly, looking extremely conceited.

His idea was simple. Although this so-called priest seemed to have good abilities, how could he be the opponent of their Mcavian family?

As long as you control his handle and drive him to do things, he will definitely be obedient.

Once his reputation is completely ruined, he will never be able to turn around again.

When the time comes, I can easily get rid of him.

Finally, he was asked to rescue Lord Michelle and then transform him into a vampire.

Then the strength of the Mcavian family will rise to a higher level.

And Mr. Michelle will regain everything he deserves, and he will be able to sit back and relax from now on.

Thinking of this, Viscount Krall couldn't help but smile.

But why haven’t you texted me back yet?

Didn't you see it?Or are you now panicking and looking for a solution?

Everyone has a weakness, and as long as you can find it, it's easy to do anything.

Maybe he will take a big step towards his goal of becoming a Marquis because of this incident, right?

"Master Viscount is wise!"

Some of the vampires around them shouted that if one person achieves the goal, the chicken and the dog will ascend to heaven. This is also very applicable to the vampires.

"Hahaha! No need to flatter me."

Viscount Kral laughed and waved, but his expression clearly betrayed him.

"Go and wake up the old man, don't let him die!"

"As ordered."

Another vampire in a suit bowed respectfully, turned and walked towards Father Paul who was lying on the turf.

"Old guy, wake up quickly!"

He knelt down and patted Father Paul's old face hard.

Father Paul still closed his eyes tightly and showed no reaction at all.

"Mommy Fake!"

The vampire cursed lowly, stood up and kicked Father Paul in the stomach.

But I didn't dare to use too much force. If I kicked him to death, there would be no way to explain it.

Father Paul finally had some reaction after being kicked, but the pain made him groan in pain and slowly opened his eyes.

"Old guy, don't pretend to be dead! Get up!"

The young vampire yelled as he reached out and grabbed Father Paul's hair and tried to pull him up.

Father Paul was in pain and groaned in pain again.

Just when the vampire tried to do something else, his whole body suddenly received a heavy blow and flew out.

It hit a tree in the courtyard heavily.

A crackling sound came out, and the tree swayed for a few seconds before collapsing.

The leaves fell in a flurry.

Just when everyone was shocked by this sudden change.

A man wearing a priest's robe appeared in everyone's sight.

It was Joyce, his brows were furrowed and he looked murderous.