Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

Just now...was it just an accident?

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The lower realm, in a certain city.

"Kill me if you have the ability! What kind of a man is he to play with my majestic Demon God like this?!"

The No.14 Demon God who turned into a pawn - 'Handrella' yelled in the hands of the figure covered in black flames.

"It's so noisy..." The figure grabbed the mud from the ground and stuck it to Xiandrilla's mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

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Chapter 543 Chapter 542: The Blood Assassin with a Great Chance of Winning ([-])

In the mountains and forests outside Anne County...

"Huh... finally here..." Beethoven, who was wearing a cloak, took a deep breath and looked at the arrogant true ancestor and Grand Duke Prometheus in front of him.

They also wore tight cloaks like him.

Today's weather is not very good for ordinary people, with dark clouds and snow all over the sky, but for vampires, it is simply too good!

Dark clouds covering the sun meant they were able to travel during the day, and with low visibility in the snow, they were able to approach Anneshire unnoticed...

"Then we are going to fly up, right?" Beethoven looked up at the cube Anne County floating in the circular sea.

They hadn't been able to see this miraculous floating creation before, and only when they approached within [-] kilometers of Anne County did the "visual deception" gradually recede, and the legendary Anne County revealed its true face in front of them...

"Wait!" Beethoven seemed to suddenly think of something, looking at the circular sea under Anne County, he was stunned: "Is this the sea?!"

"Why is there a sea here?!"

If there was a sea, how would these vampires who came from afar fly to Anne County?They can't cross this sea at all, okay? !

"Damn it!" Prometheus thumped the big tree beside him vigorously.

"After all the calculations, I still haven't counted to this level. Why didn't anyone tell us that Anne County is floating on the sea?!"

"I told you to take the 'flying bus' to Anne County with those Holy Church guys! You just don't listen!" The arrogant ancestor also looked annoyed.

"It's all right now! We've come all the way here! Just standing around like idiots! Can't do anything!"

"It's not like you haven't heard those people talking - if you take that flying bus, you will be considered as a formal entry!" Prometheus stared at the arrogant ancestor.

"Go to some 'police station' to register, if you want to be exposed as soon as you enter Anne County, be surrounded by their goddamn troops, be chased to death in the street like wild dogs - just go and sit in their The flying bus is ready!"

"Pay attention to your identity! Prometheus 'Grand Duke'!" The arrogant true ancestor who was contradicted by the lower blood race was full of anger: "Is this your attitude towards a true ancestor?!"

Baron Beethoven, who wasn't even a viscount, hid aside and shivered. The two old ancestors got angry and could kill themselves with a single spit...

"Hmph! Don't think that you are the True Ancestor, I'm afraid of you!" Prometheus refused to budge, confronting the arrogant True Ancestor.

"In terms of battle, the bastards of your arrogant family are far from our angry family's opponents. Even if I am just a mere prince, I may not be able to kill you, the true ancestor of the rookie!"

"Okay! Okay!——" The arrogant ancestor laughed back angrily: "I'll let you, a 'mere prince', see how powerful I am, a 'vegetable chicken ancestor'!—"

And before the Arrogant True Ancestor could make a move, twelve Pandora.Bs flew down from Anne County, surrounded them, and aimed a large number of cannons at these vampires who were wearing cloaks and dared not see anyone...

Beethoven, Prometheus, and the Arrogant True Ancestor were all stunned...

Is it... Are these vampires talking too loudly, alarming the heavenly beings?

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Anne's Castle, Great Hall.

"Well... tell me, where are you vampires from? What do you want to do in Anne County?"

Van Helsing sat on the throne, grinding his nails, and asked the three vampires who were locked in the demon steel box under the throne, with only three heads exposed.

They didn't wear cloaks anymore at this time, revealing their true faces.

Beethoven looks like a young man, neither good-looking nor ugly, ordinary, Prometheus is a middle-aged man from the Mediterranean, with a rather strong figure, he does not seem to be a person who will lose his hair... Strange...

As for the Arrogant True Ancestor, he just looks like a little kid, he looks less than 16 years old, and his face is full of rebelliousness.

Van Helsing was wearing a cloak at this time, leaning on the armrest of the throne with cushions, looking lazy and calm. Michael was sitting with him, reading a book in his hand.

It seemed that they didn't care about who the vampires were. They just came to protect Van Helsing's safety. It didn't matter whether they were vampires, devils, or even evil gods, as long as they dared to have unreasonable thoughts about Van Helsing...

Michael glanced at the three vampires, with a playful smile in his eyes...

Nangong Beier and Katyusha stood beside Fan Helsing, and Ellie was also there, but compared to the gentle and quiet first two girls, she held a sword in her hand, as if she was ready to chop off the heads of the three vampires at any time...

"Ahem..." Beethoven was nervous, but he was the first to lie and beg for mercy: "We... we are just ordinary vampires passing by..."

"I strayed into the vicinity of Anne County, and when I saw such a magnificent and beautiful Anne County, I was yearning for it, so I came closer... just... just want to see it clearly!..."

Prometheus and the arrogant ancestor were silent.

They think they still have a chance...

The box that traps them now is indeed terribly hard, but they can turn into a group of bats and fly out. If the box is made into a gauze box and they are completely shut inside, they will really have no way to escape. , now...

Leaving a hole the size of a neck... and trying to trap them? ...

And they also felt that the vampire on the throne is at most a 'Duke of Destiny', where is the 'Prince of Destiny'?

This is simply a surprise, not to mention the arrogant true ancestor, even Grand Duke Prometheus is sure to kill this little guy with thin arms and legs in seconds.

In the end...that ridiculous Grand Duke of Destiny didn't bring any kind of big robot guards, and only brought a few weak women, so he dared to face their ruthless characters...

Hahaha... They haven't seen such a stupid vampire yet, this story must be written down, written down, and told as a joke with the young vampires in the family...

"My lord!—" Beethoven was still begging for mercy: "We are really wronged! Just treat us as farts and let me go!—"

"Shut up!" The arrogant ancestor glared at Beethoven: "It's a shame, if you say such nonsense again, I will kill you in a while!"

"..." Beethoven closed his mouth in horror.

"Ahahaha!——" Prometheus gave Van Helsing a look full of 'regret'.

"You will end up in the following situation, all because you underestimated the vampires in the world!——"

Bang! ——

Prometheus instantly turned into bats all over the sky, rushed out of the demon steel box, and rushed towards Van Helsing on the throne.

however……

ka ka ka-

Three space rifts were torn apart by six little hands in front of Van Helsing, and three black-winged angels with gloomy, angry, and crazy expressions came out.

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The second update this morning is here! ~

(Breakfast was white porridge and dried radish mixed with spicy millet, and then the cat next door came again, rubbing my feet and meowing for something to eat... um... I threw a little chili to it and let it sniff it , knowing what I ate, and then... it walked away without looking back... how heartless...)

Chapter 544 Chapter 543: The Prison of the Chrysanthemum ([-])

Annie's Town, Prison.

"Okay, this is your future home, go in." Prison guard Binbin pushed Beethoven, who was still shivering, into the cell.

"You will face seven years of fixed-term imprisonment. In the future, you can spend your shells with peace of mind and save yourself a small amount of money to start a new life after you get out. Don't think about it, it will always end in the end."

Prison guard Awei walked into the cell and uncuffed Beethoven. Binbin held his sword and stared at Beethoven. When Awei walked out of the cell again and locked the iron door of the cell, he put his sword back into its sheath with peace of mind.

"At eight o'clock in the morning, twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and eight o'clock in the evening, someone will bring you three meals. When the observation period is over, you may get the right to move freely in the allowed area under surveillance. Don't stop now. Think about it." Avila opened the small strip window on the solid iron door, and talked to Beethoven in the cell through the tempered glass full of small holes.

Because the criminal was a mysterious vampire, the cell where he was imprisoned was not an ordinary fence cell, but a more severe confinement room.

Except for the small strip windows on the door and a group of fine ventilation holes on the ceiling, there are no other holes that contact the outside world.

Three meals will be sent directly into this confinement room through the miniature halo, and his excrement will also be sent directly to the incinerator through the micro halo that is turned on at regular intervals.

And the portal opened by this miniature halo is only nine centimeters in diameter, at most it can transmit some strips of sausages, rice balls, and feces and urine jars wrapped in newspaper, it is completely impossible for him to escape through the portal.

Even if he can turn into a bat, when the halo is turned on, the surveillance camera on the ceiling will also be turned on at the same time. Prison guards behind the device can immediately turn off the halo.

"Wait!" Only then did Beethoven realize that he had completely lost his freedom, and he quickly leaned behind the iron door, talking urgently to Awei against the narrow glass window.

"I'm innocent! Let me out! I'm just an unlucky guy who was pulled over by those two guys! Let me out!—"

The Arrogant True Ancestor and Prometheus have been turned into stone statues by the three black-winged angels who suddenly appeared...

It was smashed and mixed with cement, cast into cement piles and sank into the ocean...

Beethoven survived only because he was a second-generation vampire, an ordinary vampire born viviparously from the previous generation of vampires, not the first-generation vampire who was transformed from a human into a vampire. What evil has been committed, so the sin does not lead to death.

As for Prometheus and Prometheus, one was a perverted juvenile murderer 3000 years ago, and the other was a brutal general who killed a small country 2000 years ago. Michael would never let them go.

Plus the attempted assassination of Van Helsing...

It's what he deserved to end up like this.

"Whether you are innocent or not is none of our prison guard's business." Avi shrugged to Beethoven behind the window.

"This is a ruling made by the Supreme Court. You can appeal to a lawyer instead of saying how pitiful and innocent you are here."

"It's useless, it's useless at all, it will only disturb your cellmates next door, and if you are free to move around, they may entertain you very 'warmly', hehehe..."

"Hey hey..." The evil smiles of other criminals came from other cells in the corridor. They have seen it just now. Although this newcomer doesn't look very good, his skin is quite fair...

Beethoven felt chills all over his body, closed his mouth, and consulted Avi without giving up hope.

"Then, what is that lawyer? Is that the girl who spoke for me in court just now?"

He didn't expect that he was not beaten to death by those black-winged angels, but was escorted into a grand hall by the police who arrived later.