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In the suburbs of Washington, the Vanzo clan's secret base.

Inside the gloomy underground cave is a circular palace. The hall of the palace is as big as half a football field.

In the center of the hall stands a stone tablet, which is five meters high and half a meter thick. The monument is engraved with the ancient writings of the blood clan, exuding a faint blood light.

At this moment, a middle-aged man was standing under the stone monument.

The man was two meters tall, wearing black leather shoes, black leather pants, and a brown windbreaker on his bare chest, which had a hand-shaped tattoo.

The man was so skinny that he looked like a black bamboo pole when he stood there. Even the ribs on his abdomen could be counted one by one.

But the faint red light emitted by the stone tablet reflected his face, giving people a sense of ferocious terror.

What kind of face is that? It's skin and bones, without even a trace of flesh. It's just like a skull head.

What's even more frightening is his pair of red eyes like lightbulbs, staring straight ahead, lifeless and lifeless.

"Patriarch!"

A slim figure twisted her delicate body and came to the palace. She knelt down on one knee three meters away from the man, with a pious face.

"Yes." The man spoke quietly and asked in a gloomy voice: "Selena, tell me, how is the battle going?"

"Except for us, all the elites of the other twelve tribes have been killed or injured, but..."

bass!

After Selina's words, a strange color immediately flashed in the eyes of the man under the stone tablet, and a powerful aura spread around his body, making Selina feel the power of the superior.

"but what?"

"But, but..." Selina was a little scared and said in a trembling voice: "But since last night, we can't contact anyone in Vancouver."

"what?"

The man shouted loudly, and a red bolt flew out from his hand, swept in front of Selina, and whipped her away.

Bang!

Selina screamed and hit the wall of the palace, then fell back to the ground, her blood and blood surged.

"Asshole, the Corpse Hand has been snatched away. If something goes wrong with that kid, how will my plan be implemented?"

"Yes Yes."

Although she was treated as a punching bag, Selina, who was seriously injured, hurriedly knelt down and trembled while saying that she would urge people to go to Vancouver to find out the situation there.

"No need, you bunch of losers!"

The man snorted coldly, adjusted his windbreaker, and told Selina that it was time for him to go out.

"I'm going to Vancouver in person to bring that Eastern boy back. Selina, be prepared. It's time for your strength to get to the next level."

Swish!

Hearing what the man said, the pain all over Selina's body seemed to disappear at this moment. Her face was filled with joy. She had finally looked forward to the day when she could grow from an earl to a duke, and even directly reach the level of a prince.

boom!

However, at this moment, a sound of thunder came from the top of the palace. Selina and the man both looked up and saw a large hole with a diameter of three meters in the dome. A black figure opened his cloak and jumped down, carrying a wave of The strong wind has reached the center of the hall in the blink of an eye.

"De! Gu! La!"

"Hugo Vanjoy."

It was Dracula who came, and the middle-aged man under the stone tablet was the leader of the Vandro tribe, Hugo Vandro.

Hugo Vandra and Dracula can be described as enemies meeting.

In the former, Dracula stole the corpse hand of the Vandro clan, which not only embarrassed Hugo Vandro, but also offended the thirteen clans of the Vampire clan.

But Hugo Vandro never expected that Dracula would dare to come, and break into the forbidden area of ​​​​the Vandro tribe, and stand in front of him openly.

Is he looking for death?

Although Dracula is the king of vampires and has no less strength than the leader of the vampire clan, in terms of years of existence, he only has a thousand years.

Patriarchs such as Hugo Vandro have been around for at least 1500 years.

The accumulation of time has given them not only powerful strength, but also sufficient combat experience.

In this regard, Dracula is hard to compare with them.

"Are you here to die?"

Hugo Vandro stared at Dracula coldly, and the sharp claws hidden in his sleeves gradually came out, emitting a scarlet light.

Compared with him, Dracula was unusually calm, "I didn't come to find you."

"it's me!"

Behind Hugo Vanjoy is the stone monument. As soon as Dracula finished speaking, a calm voice came from behind the stone tablet, which shocked Hugo Vanjoy.

Swish!

His figure flashed on the spot and appeared behind the stone tablet. A man wearing a black robe, short black hair, and an oriental face was looking at the stone tablet carefully like an old scholar.

And standing next to that man was another Eastern man, Bai Feifei.

When Bai Feifei saw Hugo Vandro, his eyes suddenly widened.

Of course he would not have glared at Hugo Vandro like this without Meng Ke, but now that he had a new supporter, all the hatred that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time burst out.

He wished he could kill Hugo Vanjoy right now, or bite him to death one by one, to let him know the suffering he had suffered for so many years.

"who are you?"

However, Hugo Vandro only glanced at Bai Feifei, because he could feel that Meng Ke was the main force among the three people who came.

It's not that Meng Ke gave Hugo Vanzoa a powerful feeling. On the contrary, Hugo Vanzoa couldn't feel anything special about Meng Ke at all.

He was as ordinary as a roadside pebble and would not attract anyone's attention at all.

But the more this happened, the more nervous Hugo Vanjou became.

This unpretentious feeling, almost integrated with the surrounding environment, made Hugo Vanzoa feel deeply dangerous.

"Meng Ke, the head of Tianzong."

Still looking at the stone tablet, Meng Ke casually announced his name as if chatting with a friend.

"Tianzong?"

Hugo Vanjoy frowned. He had never heard the name of this organization, not in modern times, nor in the past thousands of years.

"Yes!"

Facing Hugo Vandro's doubtful voice, Meng Ke finally turned around, with a dull expression on Gu Jing Wubo's face.

Meng Ke said to Hugo Vandro: "It is a newly established religious organization with the purpose of maintaining world peace and protecting the common people."

"Why?"

The more calm and impatient Meng Ke was, the more nervous Hugo Vandro became.

He dared to teach Selina casually because he knew that Selina was definitely no match for him.

But for a guy like Meng Ke, Hugo Vandro would never dare to mess around.

"Haha, the newly established sect is lacking everything. I heard that the Vanzhuo clan is very wealthy and the patriarch, Hugo Vanzhuo, is well-run, so I came to borrow some things."

Hearing what Meng Ke said, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Dracula's lips. He enjoyed Meng Ke's play with Hugo Vandro.

"What to borrow?" Hugo Vanjoy asked solemnly.

Meng Ke grinned, looking harmless, "Your tribe, your property, and, your life!"