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He was holding Father Paul in his arms at the moment, running the ripple power crazily in his hands for treatment.

The vampires were shocked when they saw who was coming!

Isn't he in New York? ?

How did this person appear?They didn't notice it at all!

"Lord Viscount! What's going on!? He..."

"Shut up! Kill him!"

The Viscount, who was also shocked, shouted loudly at this moment.

These idiots actually have time to hang out here!Why not hurry up and kill him!

"Yes!"

A messy footstep sounded.

The surrounding vampires quickly gathered around, preparing to attack.

Joyce's eyes swept around the area coldly, without stopping the movement in his hands.

The power of the ripple continues to heal Father Paul.

But the vampires around him couldn't wait any longer. They howled one after another, and seven or eight vampires swarmed up, their sharp claws glowing with cold light.

Joyce snorted coldly, jumped up, and left the place while tossing and turning.

After staying away from those vampires, he opened the portal and handed the priest to the guard to wait for Tony.

He even put on his battle armor.

Tony, who took the old priest, was stunned for a moment when he saw the portal again, but he didn't say anything more and nodded to Joyce.

After the portal closed, Joyce, who had no worries, sneered and turned to look at the large number of vampires ahead.

Their numbers are still increasing!

The vampire inside heard the noise outside and the shouts of his companions, and headed towards the courtyard.

Some vampires even salivated after seeing a living person.

Watching Joyce salivate and lick her lips.

"Hmph! I don't know how you got here in the first place, but there is no chance of you surviving!"

Viscount Kral smiled ferociously when he saw the food delivered to his door.

Commanding the descendants to attack, the vampires who received the order rushed towards Joyce at high speed.

But faced with the attacking vampire, Joyce did not panic.

He held his right hand in the air, condensed a lightning spear in his hand, and stabbed the vampire who was about to pounce on him.

"boom!"

The power of thunder is extremely violent.

The spear, with a powerful force of thunder, penetrated directly through the vampire's head, and his brain was instantly crushed.

Bright red blood mixed with gray-white brain matter splashed out.

The scattered blood made the vampires even more crazy, and they still rushed towards the target without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Joyce showed no fear on his face, blue arcs flashing in his eyes.

With a flick of the wrist, the spear was like a dragon coming out of the sea, and it was directly thrust into the throat of a vampire attacking from behind, and it was lifted with a little force.

The bodies were separated in an instant.

The thunder gun in his hand was wrapped with a layer of electric arc, and a gorgeous arc was drawn in mid-air. These arcs were densely distributed on the gun body.

Once the vampires come into contact with these lightning arcs, they will be scorched black by the electricity.

One kill!

Seeing the spear in Joyce's hand waving in an airtight manner, there was a circle of scattered pieces lying around.

The nearby vampires were frightened for a moment and backed away in fear.

Joyce, who noticed their move, sneered again.

The figure moved and turned into an afterimage, and the thunder gun in his hand drew a gorgeous flower in mid-air.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

As a stream of blood spurted out, heads were thrown away.

Blood splattered on the ground, dyeing the earth red, and the smell of blood was so strong that it permeated the enclosed space.

The bloody scene frightened the remaining approximately 30 vampires.

The vampires, who were already pale, turned even paler with fear.

But just because they stopped didn't mean Joyce stopped too.

He swung his legs and slowly walked forward for a few steps. He stood not far from the vampires and looked at them calmly.

"Didn't you just want to kill me? I'm standing here now."

"kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The surrounding vampires were shocked by Joyce's cold tone and murderous intent. They all screamed in panic and pushed each other.

But no one really dared to rush forward.

Joyce's killing just now can be said to have made the group of vampires present see what horrific methods are and what a slaughterhouse is.

They didn't dare to get close at all.

Seeing the frightened descendants, the angry Viscount Krall reached out and grabbed the vampire next to him who kept retreating.

With an instant force, his hands pulled off his head and threw his lower body to the ground.

He raised his head, which was used as a wine glass, and took a few sips.

He didn't stop until blood spilled on his chest.

"If anyone dares to retreat again! This is the price!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Viscount Krall threw the unlucky guy's head to the ground and crushed it with his foot.

"Give it to me! Get rid of him!"

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and the remaining vampires caught in the middle don't know what to do for a while.

Seeing the fearful expressions on everyone's face, Joyce sneered: "Why don't you continue? Could it be that you were all frightened just now? Now you don't even have the courage to lift your feet?"

Joyce, who was speechless, scattered the thunder spear in his hand.

However, he did not stop his offensive.

The vampires who thought the other party was no longer attacking were overjoyed, but suddenly they saw snowflakes falling in the sky.

strange?

This is in the belly of the mountains. Why are there snowflakes?

Just when they were confused, they suddenly felt that their actions seemed to be getting more and more difficult.

Every step he took was extremely difficult, as if the muscles in his body had turned into extremely stiff robots, moving very slowly.

Vampires are cold-blooded animals and are particularly slow to perceive changes in this cold air.

Soon, they noticed something was wrong.

The vampires felt as if they were slowly being frozen, a situation they had never encountered before.

The frightened vampires wanted to escape, but their legs became extremely heavy, as if they were pressed to the ground by a lead ball.

Even if I want to run, I can't.

All of them were immediately frightened and their eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the snowflakes in the sky.

Under the attack of cold air, the eyes of the remaining vampires gradually lost focus.

Soon, they were frozen into extremely stiff ice sculptures, falling to the ground and falling apart.

Joyce looked at the broken pieces lying on the ground and curled his lips in disdain.

The anger in my heart finally dropped a bit.

Now, there was only one vampire left who looked like he had some identity, still squirming hard on the ground.

He wanted to run away, but his whole body had become numb and he didn't obey his orders at all.