Dominate Marvel

"The situation is urgent, so there is no need to say anything unnecessary."

Tony was dressed in white, majestic and majestic, without even a trace of dust or blood stained on him - the robe had a self-cleaning function, so it could be said that he could kill people without getting stained with blood.

"Mr. Colonel, send us to the next place immediately!"

Amid the gratitude and admiration of the police and surviving ordinary people, the eight people turned back to the helicopter and headed straight to the next riot without wasting a second.

By this time, the whole of London had become a hodgepodge.

The number of rioters was actually not that large, only a thousand people, less than one ten thousandth compared to this big city with a population of tens of millions. But the reason why thugs are thugs is that just three or two of them can make thousands of ordinary people tremble with fear.

What's more, there are extraordinary vampires among them?

They dispersed and caused chaos, leaving the city's police to focus on one thing and the other, unable to effectively stop them at all!

When the army entered the city, tanks, armored vehicles, and heavy firepower began to encircle and suppress the city, and the spreading panic was temporarily suppressed.

There are three hundred vampires, most of them are minions. Vampires of this level cannot effectively resist thermal weapons. Therefore, the military can effectively deal with them.

But vampires don't stand around waiting to be beaten!

They broke into pieces, two or three here, one or two there, hiding, and occasionally making sneak attacks, which also made the army miserable.

Only equal extraordinary beings like the disciples of Taiyi Sect can be used to deal with extraordinary criminals!

The eight brothers and sisters quickly cleaned up several riots in the West End of London, like autumn leaves swept away by the autumn wind, and then transferred to the South End.

At this time, in the city center, Dracula Building.

"It seems that I underestimated them. In less than half an hour, they killed nearly a hundred people like me. It's awesome, it's awesome!"

A dark red light flashed in Krat's eyes, and he pondered: "Besides them, are there two other people coming here?"

"Yes." The descendant bowed and stood: "They are the Knights of the Round Table. One is named Gawain and the other is named Lancelot."

"Knights of the Round Table, haha..." Kratt sneered: "Do you really think they are King Arthur's knights who protect England? They are too impulsive, but it's just right, isn't it? It would be tricky if they were mixed with the eight people from the Taiyi Sect. "

After thinking for a moment, Kratt said: "The two great knights must really want to kill me. Ha, I will give them this opportunity."

Then whisper something, the descendant should claim it, and leave immediately.

"Just kill these two first, and then we'll see what happens. If we can take care of Taiyi Sect's brats, that would be perfect."

Of course, Kratt actually knew that the disciples of Taiyi Sect acted collectively, and it was unlikely that they would be dealt with this time.

The power of that formation made Kratt, who had experienced it, feel frightened and grateful at the same time. Several vampire viscounts who were comparable to him were unable to get in and out, and died in mysterious circumstances. In addition, coupled with the words of the mage possessed by the demon king's demonic thoughts, he had to be afraid.

Speaking of what happened here, Gawain and Lancelot were actually suffering the most. One is that the two were originally from England, and England suffered a disaster. It was like a needle pricking the fingertips, and it hurt in the heart.

Although Tony and others were also angry at the Yuanshi believers' madness, they did not feel the same way after all. The world has national boundaries and racial divisions, and there are barriers among them. Their original intention of coming here was just to fight against the Yuanshi Demon Sect, and the rest were all side effects.

Although what happened next was indeed unexpected.

After all, she is not the Holy Mother and does not have that kind of true compassion.

Secondly, the two knights were worried about the whereabouts of the great magician Merlin. Merlin is the anchor of England and their backbone. He will never come back, leaving the two of them guessing and feeling guilty.

All kinds of anxieties and distracting thoughts, combined with the tragic situation in London, made them furious. At that time, I couldn't help but leave the military base, and without saying hello to the military, I just rushed into the city.

Like that headless fly, it was running around, even though it killed some vampires, it was actually at a loss.

Under the killing, I may have vented my anxiety, but then I finally calmed down a lot, and then I remembered to communicate with the military. Then I found the military team, learned about the situation, and learned that the Dracula Building in the city center was the vampire's lair. , so he planned to capture the thief first and capture the king first, so he came straight.

Naturally, the military will not let go of Dracula Tower, the vampire's lair in downtown London. However, for the British military, the first priority is to suppress the riots everywhere and calm the panic of tens of millions of people.

Their plan was to first calm down the panic, evacuate the crowd, then surround them on all sides, and then kill all the vampires in the Dracula Building.

The army is a collective, and its actions are naturally less efficient than those of an individual. There are many vampire minions to contain them, and it will be difficult to reach the city center in a short while, but it will not be easy.

The eight members of the Taiyi Sect were circling the city to put out the fire, so the two knights separated from the team.

This gave Kratt a good opportunity.

The abilities of the two knights come from Merlin, or the abilities of the Knights of the Round Table all come from Merlin. It was the ability given by this extraordinary great magician.

It is extremely powerful, faster than a car, and cannot be hurt by ordinary swords and guns. Duanduan two good knights!

In this world, such existence is extremely common. The abilities of many superheroes and super criminals come from the gifts of some more powerful beings.

Even the supreme mage Strange's core magical power comes from the trinity of supreme magic gods, Weishan Emperor.

Therefore, it is not surprising that these two knights exist like this.

The two ran wildly, leaping several meters high and ten meters away, almost ignoring obstacles, only heading towards the Dracula Building in the city center.

As for the panic and commotion caused by the incident, the two of them did not consider it.

As we were about to arrive at the Dracula Building, there were vaguely visible figures hiding and flickering around us. The two of them knew that he must be a vampire. Since this is a vampire's lair, it would be strange if no vampires could be seen.

The two looked at each other, exploded at the same time, grabbed a figure and chased after him!

The shadow thought it was not a follower. When he saw the two chasing after him, he immediately picked up his speed and ran so fast that it could be said that there were footprints on the wall! But the two knights exploded faster, just like the arrows that left the string. Although they did not have exquisite skills, they still showed absolute speed.

The distance between them is getting closer.

The two sides chased and escaped, and in a dozen breaths they crossed the square under the building, but then they saw the shadow turn and fall into the underground garage next to it!

The two knights each frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong, so they both stopped.

"Is this going to lead us to the underground garage?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Gawain's mouth.

"You go in, I'll take care of you here." Lancelot nodded: "Be careful."

Gawain said OK, looked sharply, pulled out the sword from his waist with a cry, and rushed into the underground garage like a tank.

Lancelot, who stayed outside the garage, stood quietly, his big hands tightly holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, his eyes burning, staring at the exit of the underground garage that was like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, unblinking.

The two have a tacit understanding of each other, one inside and one outside, and they can support each other in the slightest accident.

As a landmark in the city center, the Dracula Building would be bustling with people on normal days. But today, there was silence around the building.

Lancelot actually felt a little uneasy in such an environment.

The hilt of the sword in his hand was held harder and harder.

Suddenly, there was a violent friction sound. Lancelot perked up and saw a steel door slowly closing at the entrance of the underground garage!

His expression turned solemn—it was indeed a scam!

His mind suddenly turned, he was worried that something might happen to Gawain, so he raised his feet and rushed down. But at this moment, there were dense footsteps behind him, and then a solitary applause sounded.

"He is indeed a great knight, extraordinary. I also plan to bury you two inside... It doesn't matter if we are separated, you two seem to be working together very well. If you are together, it will not be difficult to deal with."

Lancelot looked stiff and turned around slowly.

A large group of probably no more than fifty people were holding firearms, their dark muzzles pointed at him, exuding a strong murderous intent. Lancelot didn't take it seriously and glanced directly at these people. He could see that these were ordinary people. What really caught the eye were the dozen or so people standing in front of this group of men in black suits and armed with guns.

The leader was wearing an elegant tuxedo and a bow tie, his hair was smooth and meticulously combed, and he wore snow-white gloves on his hands, just like an elegant noble!

But his pale face and fangs looming under his lips revealed his identity - a vampire!

"Alien, what did you do to Gawain?!"

Lancelot slowly drew his sword.

"He should be dead." Kratt smiled faintly, and the dark red light in his pupils became brighter: "I prepared a delicious meal for him in the underground garage. Oh, I can tell you, it is under our Dracula Group. A poisonous gas developed in his laboratory, it’s very powerful.”

"I have sealed all the vents in the underground garage, using the strongest alloy, which I cannot break in a short time. So, Knight Lancelot, you should prepare to collect the corpses of Knight Gawain. Oh, by the way, You will also turn into a corpse soon. I am kind-hearted, so I will show mercy and collect the corpses for you."

Lancelot's heart sank, and a chill suddenly came over him.

Although the knight is different from ordinary people and has great strength, he cannot stop breathing!

The key is that there was no movement from the underground garage!

"Gawain!"

Lancelot roared angrily, his expression becoming extremely ugly. He shook the big sword violently and swept across with the sword. A crescent-like magic power burst out from the sword body, straight to Porat!

Then he raised his sword and jumped into the air. He pounced on Kratt like a mountain, and brought him down with a sword strike on his head!

"shot."

Kratt remained calm and said lightly. He rubbed his hands together and took off a pair of snow-white gloves. Shi Shiran put them in his pocket and then suddenly pushed forward with his palms. A scarlet light curtain collapsed like a wall. The sword light crashed into each other.

At this moment, Lancelot was seven or eight meters above his head. Seeing that the big sword was about to be slashed down, the gunfire sounded immediately.

Dozens of people, dozens of tongues of fire, sprayed out endless projectiles, almost intertwining into an airtight storm of bullets, shrouding the great knight in mid-air!

It seems that the next moment, this knight will be beaten into a sieve!

But the knight was not taking it easy, and the sound of metal collisions as dense as rain hitting plantains was immediately heard - the metal armor of the great knight was not ordinary, but a magic equipment. Although there were many bullets, they were unable to break through the armor's defense! Only a few flickers of fire flickered, and the sound of impact was like raindrops.

However, the force generated by the bullet storm affected Lancelot's stability. He paused in mid-air, turned the sword in his palm, and danced with a piece of sword light, blocking the front door, but he could not stabilize his body, leaning diagonally. About to fall.