Chapter 417

"I don't want to listen to your story or see your murals. Tell us how to get out of this ghost place?" Yang Qun seems to have lost his patience. I don't know why. Now he is very disgusted with the theory of ghosts and gods.

And he was tired of hearing countless versions of the war of the gods.

The priest shook his head.

"Maybe you should listen, boy."

It seems that there is no other choice at the moment. Yang Qun returned to his seat. In that case, let's listen to the difference in your version.

"Later... Some monsters even got the fruit of wisdom."

"They incarnate into a more terrible existence."

"Those terrible beings appear one by one, but this time the enemy is more difficult to deal with. They have the capital and wisdom to fight against God!"

Hearing this, Yang Qun frowned again.

No reason.

There's really no reason

Although he had heard the story before, Yang Qun suddenly thought of something.

The sudden emergence of a terrible existence... The monsters suddenly gained their wits.

Can it be those monsters... Those zombies have a mind???

At the thought of this, Yang Qun couldn't help beating a spirit.

Think of the five rank desperate corpse king. He definitely has his own mind!! And now in the end of the world, will there be zombies and monsters with gods in other places? Like a sudden vampire, a werewolf?

Or... Vampires are just high-level zombies?

The priest continued

"Later, there was no way. People could only think of an absurd idea."

"Culture!!"

"Cultivate monsters!!"

"Cultivate powerful human beings into evil monsters, and then continue to feed him with all kinds of flesh and blood... Until they are cultivated into monsters with even, and then guide them..."

"So the werewolf king of the first human camp appeared, Alexander!!"

"At the same time, the vampire of the first human camp also appeared, Dracula!!"

"Fight evil with evil."

"Use monsters against monsters."

"This is a very effective way."

"Alexander and Dracula sent their own troops and finally returned in triumph."

"But Dracula betrayed."

"The reason is very simple... His wife heard false information and thought Dracula had died. She cut her neck and killed herself that day."

"Martyrdom..."

"When Dracula returned to his palace, he found his beloved wife dead and full of hatred for mankind. Finally... He betrayed."

Yang Qun narrowed his eyes and remembered the story. It was really... Very interesting.

"But how did this space come from?" this is the focus of Yang Qun's concern. He is not interested in those old things. How to get out is the subject.

"Go out? Can't go out!! Dracula is too powerful. He gathered all the holy armies and the secret help of Alexander wolf king. Only then did he finally eliminate all the forces of Dracula. Finally, with the help of Oriental Taoists, he created this space."

"Unless Dracula is destroyed, this space will not disappear."

Yang Qun jumped up directly.

Can't go out!!

Can't go out!!

Is it easy to destroy Dracula? Yang Qun has experienced the difficulty of Dracula. No one can kill Dracula under the shadow. He has the terrible ability of infinite rebirth.

"But I have killed him three times." Yang Qun said helplessly.

The priest looked at Yang Qun with great shock.

Kill Dracula three times!!

The young man in front of you?

Even Dracula's part has five levels of power. He can kill him three times. This young man... Is it really an angel sent by God?

Thinking of this, the priest turned his eyes to yeshang.

The smell of Alexander.

Although Alexander the wolf king was also called a pagan by the holy army, he did help them secretly, otherwise the war with the blood clan would never stop.

Is it really a coincidence that these two people appear at the same time? Perhaps they are the ultimate means to deal with Dracula who betrayed mankind.

This may be the will of the omnipresent God

Thinking of this, the priest showed his kind eyes again.

"I'm afraid you killed Dracula's part in the bloody manor. There is only a part of Dracula's blood essence in that part."

Separation? The power of the fifth order is just a separation?

"I'm afraid his real body is hidden in the shadow."

"Only by going deep into the shadow, finding his real body and piercing his heart can he really kill him!!" the priest continued, saying that when he killed him, Yang Qun felt a little different.

Desire?

Just and selfless wise men, as the spokesman of God, why do they have such distorted desires?

What's going on

Yang Qun kept this matter in mind silently and showed no response. He is not a fool, nor will he be used as the head of a gun for no reason.

A single person can have five levels of strength.

So how strong can his real body be?

Yang Qun can vaguely feel the boundless blood energy in the shadow. How strong is Dracula's power under the gathering of such powerful energy?

Let alone... It seems that the whole bloody grassland belongs to this powerful creature. If all the blood in the grassland can be absorbed... Plus the power in the bloody River... How strong is Dracula? Unimaginable!!! Can such a powerful ancient creature kill itself?

If you can kill them, they don't have to seal Dracula here.

This guy is dishonest. He must have something to hide.

"Warriors, maybe you should have a good rest." the priest patted his palm. A holy army came to the priest. The priest whispered in his ear. The holy army nodded and left here soon.

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In the grassland, a light fire was lit, and the holy army slaughtered two sheep with an unhappy face.

I can't imagine killing two lambs for these pagans!!!

Meat fragrance is floating on the grassland, and people are singing and laughing around the campfire. However, when people focus on Yang Qun, it will become quite bad.

"I'll never sit with a werewolf when I die." makok, the leader of the holy army, sat on the diagonally opposite side of the night war with a disgusted face.

At this time, the priest appeared untimely.

"Marcok, you should toast the warrior."

Marcok jumped up.

"A toast? To the smelly werewolf?"

The priest nodded.

"Yes, you must toast these warriors. As the leader of the holy army, this is what you must do."

"This is what the messenger of God should do."

The priest finally added a word. Marcok's mouth was angry. He just picked up a large glass of beer made of wheat and came to Yang Qun yeshang and others.

"Oh, to you."

Marcok raised his glass, but yeshang completely ignored his meaning, glanced at him gently, put down his glass, and tore at the delicious mutton. In the end of the world, this pure fresh mutton is very rare.

"You..." marcok stopped and hung his hand in mid air, blushed, and finally drank it himself. Angrily returned to his position.

"Father!! are you satisfied now?"

"Well, satisfied..."

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