Disaster Shelter

The old man of the blood race followed Wen Wen and said, "It is wise for you to come out by yourself. The Duke Iliad himself ordered that the small dark kitchen could not protect you. Come with us now and wait to see the Duke Iliad. "

Wenwen continued to walk in the direction of the football stadium, totally ignored the blood old man.

The old blood tribe man frowned, and made a color to a disaster-level little vampire next to him. The vampire showed a smirk. All they wanted to catch was Tao Qingqing. Since this ordinary human is disobedient, let's die.

He suddenly pounced on Wen Wen's body, then fell to the ground with a stump, surrounded by a small current of electricity, apparently lost consciousness.

Wen Wen did not look back and continued to go there: "My destination is not far away, it is a football field next to me. After I get there, I will have a good talk with you."

原来 "It turns out that you are a wizard, do you think this will make you protect yourself?"

The **** old man showed his fangs, and his sharp nails also grew. He thought that Wen Wen was just an ordinary human. He did n’t expect to be a wizard who mastered the secret law, but Wen Wen ’s body looked normal and he did n’t know much. Taboo knowledge.

Similar to the book of thunder and lightning, the method of leveraging supernatural forces with Utta characters is rare in Washington DC, and only people who secretly organize the Institute of Truth will use it.

But in the Golden Eagle region, many wizards have similar means. These people are called wizards, and one of the three strongest underground forces in Nimes is a wizard.

"What is a wizard?"

Wen Wen hadn't finished speaking yet, and the **** old man scratched his paw. Wen Wen easily grabbed his hand and said, "Are you so anxious to find death, do you have to follow me obediently?"

Suddenly, the blood races around you found that there were suddenly a group of people wearing black and red robes around them. The images of these people were as if they were embracing Wen Wen Tao Qingqing, and they were surrounded by them.

The strength of those black robes is different, and the number is much more than them. They can only reach the unmanned football stadium under the yoke of these black robes.

Wenwen turned around and showed a smile that chilled the blood races: "Very well, it won't look so conspicuous when you start here."

After a few moments, the blood-blooded kins were lying on the ground, Wen Wen squatting in front of them and smiling:

"I have a few questions to ask you, first, where is your stronghold, and second, tell me the purpose of the Duke of Iliad, and third ..."

Uh ...

Twenty-five minutes later, Wen Wen left the football stadium after the interrogation, and put all the strong members of the blood race in the shelter. The weak ones and the bad brains were killed.

Although the puppet shelter has enough space, Wen Wen does not want to keep a group of the same species. After all, a creature such as a vampire must also provide them with plasma.

Then Wen Wen made a phone call and told him all the news he got. He wanted to do a big thing, that is, to solve the incoming blood duke.

The current Nimman Hunters Association is unprecedentedly powerful. Each region has a true order strongman here. As long as Wenwen has the accurate information about the blood duke entering here, it will never be able to live out from here.

After all, the Duke of the Blood Race is not Mr. Ye, and he cannot do one to fight ten. The loss of one Duke should be enough for the Blood Race to dismiss Tao Qingqing.

However, to get started with Iliad, it is necessary to find out where he will appear, so Wen Wen needs to go to the headquarters of the Nim blood tribe to confirm. If nothing unexpected, Iliad's first stop in Nim should be Here.

Their headquarters is in an underground song and dance hall. On the way there, Wen Wen found that the city was in chaos. Hundreds of superpowers were scattered throughout the city, and each one had enough strength. Change the monster situation in this city, not to mention a hundred.

After a long gallop, Wen Wen and Tao Qingqing quickly felt outside the underground dance hall, and then Wen Wen found that the people here were fleeing quickly.

Feeling the fighting atmosphere inside, Wen Wen reluctantly touched his forehead: "It seems that someone else got on the board first ..."

In this huge underground ballroom, there are at least three strong players in the predecessor level, and nearly a hundred vampires of all levels. The huge energy fluctuations make the ground nearby tremble, which is not an exaggeration.

Wenwen grabbed a passing young girl wearing a nose ring and forcedly took off the silk scarf on the neck of the other party, and found that there were several wounds there. It seemed that the blood family here regarded this huge underground ballroom as a restaurant.

And they also understand sustainable development. They only smoke the life-threatening blood at a time, like this little girl has been smoked more than ten times.

After putting on a silk scarf for the frightened little girl, Wen Wen stepped into the range of the underground ballroom ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ At this time, there were black bats everywhere, and Wen Wen hated to put on a mask.

过多 When there are too many bats, there is an unpleasant smell in the air. Tao Qingqing sips softly, and these bats scatter and flee, leaving Wen Wen a way.

The walls are painted with colorful spray paint, and various meaning patterns are painted. Some people take this as art, but Wen Wen thinks those things are really ugly.

After walking a long way, Wen Wen saw the two sides at war. One side was unexpectedly two predecessor hunters, one of which was a cold-faced cool brother dragon wearing a black uniform. There were more than ten vampires under him. The corpse, but he himself was not messy.

Whenever a vampire was near, the golden dragon embroidered on his clothes moved like lightning, turning it into a golden chain, which directly entangled the blood race, and the chain had a huge power. Can kill a lower blood race.

Another demon hunter is a man riding a police motorcycle. He is wearing an earthy half-sleeve police uniform and looks extremely windy with sunglasses.

Wen Wen can see at a glance from the very distinctive uniform that he is a demon hunter from the Ingol region. Of the ten regions, only the demon hunter in the Ingol region is wearing a police uniform. They are distinguished from ordinary police officers and are generally referred to as sir.

That sir's fighting style is completely different from that of the dragon rope. Every step of him seems to bring wind pressure, which makes his clothes and hair blow just right. The blood around him is like in slow motion. It is a ball that is easily knocked down. After falling to the ground, it bounces like a ball.