Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

"Anyway, there are a lot of evil gods... There are also many evil gods with good taste..."

Hearing what Raphael said, Van Helsing didn't struggle anymore, and gave Sivir a "You eat it for me obediently!" ' look.

Regardless of whether she could see his expression through the cloak, she just held the octopus whiskers for everyone.

"Well... Li Ge, you are also very good now, eat a little bit..."

"Annie is a zombie now. I feel that this is something that strengthens the body. It should be the most suitable for you. Eat a little bit..."

"Katyusha...well...Katyusha, you should try it out, eat a little too..."

"Raphael..."

"No, don't give it to me. It's completely useless for me to eat this kind of food. It's not as delicious as mutton." Raphael waved his hand quickly.

"Then...and Lucifer, I'll chop it up for you...it won't move..." Van Helsing picked up the knife and fork, and first cut the octopus tendrils on his own plate, preparing to distribute them to picky eaters Lucifer.

"I don't want it!" Lucifer dodged back: "Don't give it to me, I don't know how to eat it! I don't want to eat such weird things now!"

Van Helsing paused, and stopped his hands: "You don't want to become stronger? The little angel is a weak chicken who will catch a cold and have a fever after being frozen. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"..." Lucifer rolled his dead fish eyes: "I don't want to become stronger, I don't want to be ashamed, I am very satisfied with the way I am now, and I don't want to waste time on the trumpet..."

"Okay then..." Fan Helsing had no choice but to keep the half-cut octopus whiskers on his plate.

And give Annabelle the rest—

"Annabelle, take one too. I think you have thin arms and legs, and you also need to mend it. Eat a little bit..."

"Hmm..." Annabelle couldn't speak, how should she tell Van Helsing? ——The fact that I smashed to death thirty dragon slayers with my thin arms and small fists...

"Thank you." Why don't you say it?Let yourself leave a quiet and virtuous image in Van Helsing's heart?

"How many are left..." Fan Helsing looked at the few octopus tendrils that were tossing together with Raphael's mutton slices in the pot, feeling a bit tangled.

On the table are myself, Katyusha, Anne, Mary, Lige, Lucifer, Annabelle, Raphael, Sivir, nine 'people', and now Lucifer and Raphael both express that they are not ate.

The twelve octopus whiskers were only distributed to seven people, leaving five.

"Katyusha and I don't really need these to 'upgrade', it's not very useful..." Van Helsing distributed the remaining five to himself, Katyusha, Lucifer, and Raphael. everyone.

……

Three rounds of wine.

Hmm...Only Lucifer is drinking milk.

The others are all adults and can drink, but if Lucifer's angel age is converted to human age, he is only 17 years old, not yet old enough to drink.

"Raphael... What should you pay attention to when fighting with evil gods?" Van Helsing asked Raphael drunkenly on the table.

Katyusha was helping him wipe his rice-stained face.

The octopus silk on the plate has not moved yet, because Katyusha instantly remembered that Fan Helsing cannot eat spicy food. The octopus silk rolled in the spicy soup pot is a powerful laxative for Fan Helsing, and it will cause diarrhea...

So he was stopped from using chopsticks, and he had to wash it several times with clear soup until the spicy taste was gone before he could continue eating...

"Fighting evil gods... nothing to pay attention to... just find them and crush them to death..." Raphael continued to cook the mutton and burped.

She likes to eat mutton...

"I mean... ordinary people like us meet evil gods... how should we fight, not above the abyss..." Fan Helsing rolled the eyes of the dead fish.

"Oh...ordinary people? Ordinary people just wait for death, but they can't survive meeting evil gods..." Raphael shrugged as he looked at the dark spicy hot pot.

"However...if it's Van Helsing, a vampire grand duke who is close to the level of the true ancestor...or the true ancestor of fate...maybe have the ability to fight against low-level evil gods..."

"And if...you get on your Pandora, as long as you are prepared to deal with mental pollution, it shouldn't be difficult to kill a lowly evil god..."

"After all, the lowly evil god is the strength of Lucifer before he was sealed, there is no way to destroy the demon steel..."

"It feels..." Fan Helsing raised his eyebrows: "It's easy?"

"That's not true. Except for the supreme evil god, who is not accessible to any low-level creatures, the other evil gods have many family members. Even if you have the ability to kill low-level evil gods, you will be harassed by countless family members before that." , hinder..."

"There is no way to behead the evil god with one blow, and it is easy to be dragged to death by the family." Raphael was not alarmist.

The family members of the lowly evil gods are at least a cosmic race, with hordes of warships and war slaves, they are as annoying as locusts to angels.

For the mortal races... their very existence is their destruction.

"And... just like Lucifer can also use the visual and auditory transmission of meme viruses to directly kill the pilot of Pandora.B, without the need for a real fight..."

"No one said that evil gods can't learn curses and other attack methods that ignore physical defenses..."

Raphael's words gave Van Helsing a headache.

"It seems that if Anne County wants to make the evil god its enemy... there is still a long way to go..." Fan Helsing sighed.

Now that Mikael is voluntarily sealed in the upper realm, her work of running around and eliminating evil gods in the past will naturally be handed over to the other abyss.

Van Helsing wanted to take the job on.

For Mikael, to repay the evil that caused her to become what she is today because of him.

Also for the sake of Katyusha, after all, the evil god plotted against his own head maid, there is no reason why the master should not go to get back the place...

He's a stingy bat.

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Chapter 337 Chapter 336: Reasonable rounding ([-])

Oya Dynasty.

"Well, that's good. Anyway, you zombies don't need to eat whole grains anymore, so just spit out everything you eat in your mouth."

Princess Taiyin leaned on the throne, watching the memorial.

Under the main hall are a group of zombie ministers.

They have already handed over the embezzled food and silver that they had stashed privately, and sent them to the disaster-stricken areas in the south.

"Your Majesty...Although we have already carried out disaster relief..." A minister who painted his face with powder to cover up his corpse stood up and saluted Taiyin Princess respectfully.

"But... I'm afraid it's too late. The south is full of complaints now, and there are signs of uprising..."

"Uprising..." Princess Taiyin put down the memorial.

"Who initiated it? How many people responded?"

She knew it would happen, and she wasn't surprised.

After all, the former Oya court didn't care about the shit, and they didn't rescue the disaster, but they were still supported by the whole world. Anyone would be dissatisfied, dissatisfied, and even resentful.

"The two initiated it. Their names are Hu Liming and Yu Fuzang. They are from Xiaze Township. It is said that [-] victims responded." The minister immediately replied.

"But in reality there won't be so many, there won't be so many disaster victims who have the strength to follow them to revolt...at most...[-] followers."

"Don't pursue it." Princess Taiyin made a decision: "In the final analysis, it's the garbage of you corpses and dormitories that caused the damage. The government forced the people to rebel, and I can't blame them. Give them some money, food, and clothes, and drive them back home to farm. "

The zombie ministers below have pale faces and are scolded as garbage, fat pigs, and mentally retarded all day long. Even zombies can't bear it.

Being stepped on by a little girl as a domineering power, how can they embarrass the middle-aged and old people who are used to machismo?

Hmm... That being said, they wouldn't, nor would they dare to contradict the current new emperor of Oya, His Majesty Taiyin, for the sake of dignity...

Before, some zombies saw that they could still move and think, so they ignored His Majesty Taiyin and wanted to escape, and then...

His Majesty Taiyin just pointed at him and said softly, 'Twist your own head off. '—he separated his body and rushed to the spot.

But he's not dead yet, zombies don't die that easily.

His Majesty Taiyin was still unwilling to let him go, so he let him 'walk' with his tongue, and 'crawl' to bury himself in the servant pit outside the palace...

Good guy, the way that zombie crawled out with tears and blood still lingers in the minds of other zombie ministers.

Every time they think of it, they will feel chills all over their bodies, fearing His Majesty Taiyin's unpredictable methods.

Because His Majesty Taiyin issued the order 'Except my order, you must not injure or kill people by any means' very early on, and they have no way to resist her control.

She can only accept her fate and be her instrument in governing the country.

As for His Majesty Taiyin's intention not to hold the rebels responsible for the uprising, they naturally could only 'graciously' agree.

"Is there anything else to do? If there is something to do, let's go to court." Princess Taiyin looked at the group of zombies with disgust.

If they are not still needed, it will take time to train new ministers who are 'knowledgeable', so that this group of rubbish will not be an eyesore to her.

"Minister... I have something to play." A zombie minister dressed as a general came out more and more.

"Huh? Say." Princess Taiyin raised her hand.

"A letter from the border, saying that the barbarians have been behaving strangely recently, and they seem to be collecting food, horses and iron ore in large quantities..." The general zombie was puzzled: "I don't know what they are doing..."

"..." Princess Taiyin froze for a moment, then grabbed the inkstone on the stage and slammed it on the head of this idiot.

boom! ——

Black ink splashes.

"I don't know why?! You can't even tell that they are preparing for battle?! You are still a general!" Princess Taiyin was furious.

"Pick off your own head and roll to the latrine! Don't make me say it again!"

Ka - the general zombie immediately pulled out his head, and with the plop of his body falling to the ground, he pressed his tongue against the ground and rolled out of the hall.

His first difficulty was the high threshold, and he had to grit his teeth and climb.

The zombie ministers in the hall all bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, not daring to speak, and trembling all over.

"Huh—huh—" Princess Taiyin panted angrily, "Trash! Idiot!"

After a while, she calmed down.

"..." Pressing her heaving chest, Princess Taiyin asked the zombies below with a cold face, "The barbarians want to fight, how should we deal with it?"

"And..." Without saying the word 'pro', the zombie minister also took off his own head under the order of Princess Taiyin, and rolled to accompany the zombie head of the general who was struggling to climb by the threshold.