Pick up an assassin as a wife

There is no doubt that the evil god is injured!

A numb pain began to appear in his right hand. It felt as if his arm was frozen, and he gradually lost the strength to even lift it.

And what about Count Spike?

Suddenly, his whole body was in front of the evil god. His speed was too fast. After all, he was an evil vampire.

Just after he suddenly reached the evil god, a pale claw suddenly pinched the evil god's neck.

Lifting the evil god's body up effortlessly...

"Give me the key to destiny!" Count Spike of the Gangro family said with a twisted face. His long fangs exuded a kind of bloody terror, and he glared in front of him. The evil god.

But the evil god of this lifetime was actually pinched by the vampire's neck, and his body was hanging in the air... His face became increasingly uglier and paler.

At this critical moment, the evil god roared.

He didn't know when his left hand was holding a handful of silver powder tightly, and then said to the twisted Earl Spike: "You devil, go to hell..."

Along with his rage, a handful of silver powder held in his left hand suddenly sprinkled on Earl Spike's face.

Count Spike of the Gangro family never expected that the evil god would already have a handful of "silver powder" in his hands.

(It turns out that this has always been the conspiracy of the evil god. The reason why the evil god was seriously injured just now and the reason why he let Count Spike come close to him was because of this fatal blow. The evil god understood and wanted to rely on brute force to destroy him with silver. It is impossible for this ancient vampire to do anything, and Earl Spike moves so fast, so the evil god can only pretend to be injured, and then make the vampire mistakenly think that he is invincible, and then get close to him, Only after he got close did the evil god deliver a fatal blow)

And now, the moment of the fatal blow has arrived.

I saw Count Spike looking at the scattered silver powder, and his blood-red pupils suddenly widened...

Even if he was a vampire, it would be difficult for him to dodge the silver powder thrown in his face. Moreover, in the face of such an unexpected situation, Count Spike would never have thought of it!

All the silver powder was sprinkled on Earl Spike's pale and frightened face.

ah--

A shrill scream came from Count Spike's mouth.

Then he pinched the pale hand on the evil god's neck and violently threw the evil god out...with a bang, the evil god was thrown directly to the ground.

The evil god endured the pain in his body and slowly stood up straight.

What about Count Spike?

Oh my God, he was covering his face with his hands and making a harsh and unpleasant scream. His face was smoking... After being corroded by the silver powder, his face began to slowly fall off, and the pale skin was peeling off bit by bit. It cracked, and yellow mucus flowed from the face.

Count Spike was screaming there... his body was running around and screaming like crazy.

When the vampire members around him saw their count turned into like that, they couldn't help being stunned, and no one dared to step forward.

And what about the evil god? He took advantage of this time to quickly pick up his Dragon Sword on the ground, and quickly left the dark street despite the pain of the injury.

On the cold and dark streets, only the vampires of the Gangro family were screaming in pain...

Screams passed through the miserable night, and no one knew whether Count Spike was dead or alive.

Finally, the screaming stopped.

In the dark street, I saw something with disheveled hair standing there. Suddenly his face was turned into the darkness. If I looked carefully, I saw that the face was completely rotten, and the rest was all rot. flesh and blood, and cold bones.

He is Earl Spike of the Gangro family.

"I want him dead!"

"I must want him to die!"

Angry roars suddenly sounded in the endless darkness... His scary face twisted in the darkness with bloody and cruel anger.

On the dark and lonely road, I saw his figure walking hard step by step.

There is also a sword engraved with a flying dragon on his back. He is the evil god.

The evil god looked a little ugly now. His right hand was severely injured by the vampire, and five purple fingerprints appeared on his neck where the vampire's pale hands pinched him.

Although he is still walking here, it can still be seen that his pace is very difficult.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly seemed unable to walk, and his body suddenly leaned against the cold wall. Then he gasped heavily and blinked to look at his right hand.

Looking closely, he saw a purple-black skin on his right arm, as if it was contaminated.

Looking at his injuries, the evil god sighed helplessly.

Then he quickly took out a bag of silver powder from his arms with his left hand, took out some with difficulty, and then sprinkled the silver powder on his arm.

After the silver powder was sprinkled on his arm, a searing pain came over him. The pain made the evil god's veins pop out all over his body, and the pain made big beads of sweat fall from his head one by one.

Even an iron-clad man like him couldn't seem to bear such pain, and his body was trembling violently.

However, in the end, the evil god still resisted the stinging pain in his body, and he finally endured it.

After he endured the pain, he slowly put down the sleeve on his right arm, then held on to the wall in front of him and began to slowly walk toward the darkness ahead.

Suddenly at this moment, three figures suddenly appeared in front of me.

Those three figures seemed to appear suddenly, appearing all of a sudden without any awareness.

"who?"

When he suddenly saw three figures appearing in front of him, the evil god shouted angrily from his mouth before he was in danger. At the same time, he quickly pulled out the Dragon Sword on his back with his left hand.

You Longjian took action, the sword light was sharp and trembling in the cold wind, and it pointed at the three people in front of him.

A pair of cold eyes also stared angrily at the three figures in front.

Looking carefully, I saw the three people in front of me slowly appeared in front of the evil god!

They were three foreigners, three extremely pale foreigners, looking at him with no expression on their faces.

These three people were surprisingly Miss Mary of the Toledo family, the silver-haired Karel, and the strong man Danny.

When he saw the appearance of these three people in horror, there was a shock in the evil god's eyes.

"You...are you damn vampires too?" the evil god said angrily.

Miss Mary and the others standing in front of them did not speak immediately. Instead, they raised their eyes and glanced at the sword in the evil god's hand, looking at the silver nitrate coated on the Wandering Dragon Sword.

"Yes! We are members of the Vampire Clan!" Miss Mary suddenly spoke in standard Mandarin.

"But you and I are not enemies." This sentence came out of Miss Mary's mouth again.

After hearing what Miss Mary said, the evil god looked at the three people in front of him coldly. Although he was seriously injured now, he firmly believed that if possible, he would be able to deal with the three vampire members in front of him.

"What do you mean by this? Do you vampires still distinguish between good and evil?" the evil god asked angrily.

But Miss Mary nodded slightly.

"You are right... Although our vampire clan has an ancient and dark history, it does not mean that every member of the vampire clan is a demon who loves human blood... at least the members of the Toledo clan are not!" Miss Mary said slowly explain.

"Toledo tribe?" After the evil god heard what Miss Mary said, he seemed to know something.

Miss Mary looked at the evil god in front of her and nodded silently.

"Hello, the three of us are members of the Toledo tribe. My name is Mary Jesmia." Miss Mary introduced herself there in a friendly way.