Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

In the end, the park system wasted more than 200 anonymous happy candies before sending them away.

After that...the Paradise system hid in the quilt for a whole night with a heartache, and this time they couldn't give them candy no matter what.

"I want candy too..." Huali Wuxia System sat cross-legged on the ground, while looking at Paradise, she tied her hair into a high ponytail——

Wait a minute and roll around if your hair is disheveled... it will hurt if you press yourself into your hair.

A cold sweat fell on the forehead of the paradise system.

Suddenly, she looked overjoyed.

"Ahem, I have work to do now, everyone, please be quiet and don't bother me..."

The park system got up quickly, ran to the computer desk next to it, sat down, and opened the video editing software——

Van Helsing asked her to translate movies again.

Hmm... In the past, the old Hong Kong movies that Van Helsing showed children were manually translated into eight subhuman languages ​​by the Paradise system.

She is a great subtitler.

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The second update this morning is here! ~

(It's cold... It's raining today, it's terribly cold, and my hands and feet are cold... I feel like I need some ginger...)

(I also want a fireplace for warming the fire... um... I will build one in my old house later?)

Chapter 249 Chapter 248: The rebellious rebirth of the heir of the evil god ([-])

Silent night.

A faceless person was walking back and forth on the balcony on the second floor of Anne's Castle. She was on patrol, her long white hair fluttering in the howling night wind.

Faceless men don't seem to like wearing helmets anymore. At least the faceless men that Van Helsing has seen during this period of time all have white hair like waterfalls. In a helmet that doesn't even have eye sockets.

On the edge of the balcony is a large pile of ecological bottles made by Van Helsing, and the small plants inside breathe quietly under the starlight.

In addition to these ecological bottles on the ground, there is a small round table on the edge of the balcony, with a basin of succulents on it, and a weird vase with sunflowers——

There are distorted portraits on the vase, and the colors are bold and strange, exuding an uncomfortable aura.

The Faceless Man stopped in front of the vase and pulled out the blunt sword at his waist...

She wanted to chop the vase, but she held back her hands in the end, sheathing the blunt sword.

Looking at the vase seriously, the Faceless Man had no expression on his face, but seemed to be saying, 'Don't let me catch you, or I won't have any good fruit for you. '

This vase was Katyusha's painstaking effort. Even though the Faceless Ones would feel uncomfortable just looking at it, and wished they could crush it into powder immediately, but...they have been reluctant to do so.

Hee hee hee - there seemed to be a smug laugh.

The Faceless One reached out to the hilt of the sword again, she couldn't bear the provocation of the evil god bastard.

"Stop it." Van Helsing's voice came from behind the Faceless Man.

The Faceless Man froze, and returned to his unconscious mechanical appearance.

With the magic eyes open, the crimson light was like two groups of burning flames in the night, Fan Helsing slowly walked to the side of the Faceless Man: "It doesn't pose any threat."

Yes, from Van Helsing's point of view, the biggest resistance this vase can make is to smash itself into the Faceless Man's face, and then...his own body is smashed to pieces, and the Faceless Man remains unscathed.

"You go back first... No, forget it, you tell all the faceless people to gather in the front yard, Mikael and I will take you to a place later..."

Van Helsing patted the Faceless Man on the shoulder, not looking at her with magic eyes.

Just now, he saw everything from behind. Even though the faceless man drew his sword, he never really swung his sword at——'Katyusha's Vase'.

Just let this vase run away or fight back.

The Faceless Man saluted Van Helsing and left quickly.

The vase on the table could no longer be camouflaged under Van Helsing's horrifying gaze, and suddenly it seemed that it had changed from a clay material to a soft rubber material. He twisted his whole body, accumulated energy at the bottom of the bottle and exploded, and jumped out of the balcony with all his strength.

To be free!

Crack - Van Helsing reached out and grabbed its 'neck', his nails were stained red with blood.

"Be honest, or... I'll crush you."

"At most, she'll be coquettish to Katyusha afterwards... Pooh!—Apologize."

The vase seemed to be unable to understand human words, and continued to struggle.

"Tsk—" Fan Helsing curled his lips: "Forget it... I'll take you to Katyusha first..."

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Inside Lucifer's room.

Mikael was arranging Lucifer's clothes and sheets.

Katyusha was helping Lucifer, who was playing with her mobile phone, to style her hair.

"The world of the Faceless Ones...was invaded by a certain low-level evil god. I went to see it just now..." Mikael said in a normal tone, "I got rid of that evil god, but... the situation on the human side... …Very complicated……"

"Let the Faceless Ones go and see for themselves... what they have been guarding..."

"My dear, I will send the Faceless Ones back to their hometown with me soon. They should be back soon. Do you want Katyusha and Lucifer to go together?"

"I won't go. If Michael is here... It's unnecessary for me to go. It's better to sleep at home." Lucifer shrugged.

"Well, then Lucifer can rest at home." Mikael smiled.

"I don't want to go...Michael and Mr. Van Helsing need more time alone." Katyusha carefully helped Lucifer tie the braids, holding a few golden ribbons in her hand.

"After all, love comes first...well..."

"Thank you." Michael turned his head slightly and glanced at Katyusha.

"You're welcome, Michael will be my mistress in the future, when do you plan to hold a wedding with Mr. Van Helsing?" Katyusha lowered her head, as if she was focusing all her attention on Lucifer's black hair .

Lucifer flicked his phone for a moment.

Mikael blushed, turned his face away, and muttered: "This, this... Let's see what my dear..."

"If my dear proposes to me again... this time... I should be very happy to say yes..."

Lucifer continued to swipe his phone, but his fingers became much stiffer.

"By the way, Michael..." Lucifer seemed to have suddenly remembered something: "Can angels... and vampires have children?"

Michael's cheeks seemed to be burning, red and hot, she thought Lucifer was talking about her and Van Helsing.

"Lucifer! Children shouldn't ask such questions!" Mikael was ashamed.

"Cut..." Lucifer didn't hear the answer he wanted, and was a little unhappy.

Just when Mikael was about to step forward to blow Lucifer's head, a vampire knocked on the half-closed door from outside.

dong dong dong-

"Is Katyusha here? Lucifer? I searched everywhere just now, but I couldn't find Katyusha..." Fan Helsing's voice sounded.

"Michael isn't there either, Annie said they might be with you..."

Although the magic eye can be used to cooperate with the lifenet search, the current situation is not too urgent, and Van Helsing will not resort to the ultimate voyeuristic method.

If Katyusha or Michael is taking a shower or changing or something...

Van Helsing would feel sorry for them.

"Oh, everyone is here, come in." Lucifer said coldly.

"Excuse me." Van Helsing entered the room while clutching the vase.

……

"I think this vase is possessed by something that is related to evil gods. Is there any way for Michael and Lucifer to expel it?" Fan Helsing told everyone about the "vase becoming a spirit" just now.

"This was painted by Katyusha all afternoon..."

Van Helsing cherishes Katyusha's 'portrait' on the vase more than anyone else.

Mikael sat on Lucifer's velvet mattress and looked at Katyusha. Lucifer didn't know why, but followed Mikael's gaze and looked back at Katyusha.

"..." Katyusha was silent for a while.

"Mr. Van Helsing... it is not possessed by anything..."

"It's just... being 'polluted' by me...that's all..."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Fan Helsing's eyes became serious, and he walked to Katyusha's side, trying to protect her with dim eyes.

"Art—is the end of the spirit of the evil god, my dear..." Michael stood up, with a halo on his head, and three pairs of huge white wings with a wingspan of eight meters appeared behind him.

"Katyusha...was awakening and became—a new evil god."

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Chapter 250 Chapter 249: The Sorrowful Evil God's Desire to Survive ([-])

Give the technology of 'Tactical Doll' to Olga's evil god...

Known by Michael as the 'Saint of Disintegration', she is a very, very powerful evil god whose specialty is manipulating 'history', 'life', 'knowledge' and 'thought'.

He is a so-called "good evil god" of the good and lawful camp, because only a large number of life forms and a flourishing civilization can create more new knowledge and new ideas for His growth.

Therefore, He is generally friendly to less intelligent races.

But evil gods are evil gods, chaos is their nature, and sometimes...

Even a good old god like the 'Saint of Disintegration' would stuff knives in the red envelopes given to his followers...