Pokémon Invasion Marvel

Emmerson: “…”

This was the second time that someone had interrupted, and Emmerson was speechless.

He just wanted to come out, is that difficult?

However, the vampires who interrupted him did not care about him at all. While the sound was heard, they all rushed towards Deakin Fis, who was standing in the crowd.

The smile on Deakin Fiss's face was stunned and he was a little unresponsive for a moment.

Just as I watched the elites who had just played for him and successfully captured the Blade, they had turned against each other and collided with his bodyguard.

"Break through!"

Deakin Fiss took a deep breath and squeezed out such an order from his teeth.

The current situation is very obvious, and he only has the only way to break through!

With these personal subordinates around him, it is impossible to hold on for too long, and being submerged by the enemy is already predictable.

The attacks between vampires are not as refreshing as the blade before. Because they do not have the blade's physique, they cannot use silver weapons, so they fight like ordinary people, and their blood scatters all over the place!

Since he was planning to leave, Deakin Fis would naturally not forget the spoil of Blade. He personally pulled one end of the iron chain tied with the blade, and directly pulled the blade that had been tied into a zongzi by the iron chain, and came towards him.

Go in the direction.

Blade's mother followed by the side with an expressionless face, like a loyal bodyguard.

"stop!"

At this time, Amelia looked not very good at Emmesen's face, so she took off her disguise and showed her figure from the crowd.

"Elder Amelia!"

"Here is the Death Walker?"

Under Amelia's majesty of superior power, even though their respective sources were different, the vampires present were still affected and turned their heads to look at the vampire elder who suddenly appeared.

Deakin Fis, who knew Amelia, was the first to call out the vampire elder's name after seeing Amelia appear.

The other vampires who did not recognize Amelia exclaimed and looked around after hearing his words.

You should know that Death Walker, a legion of elders affiliated with Amelia, is not only famous among human mercenaries, but also among vampires!

Many vampires here have heard of the reputation of this legion.

"You came by yourself, Amelia."

Although they are not familiar with each other, they have met each other twice.

Deakin Fis knew very well that Amelia's reputation was mostly brought by the well-trained vampire army.

So when he saw only Amelia appearing, he couldn't help but ask.

At this moment, he even doubted whether the reason why he was ambushed was planned by this elder who had been active in the north.

"Those are not what you need to know. I think you are unable to protect yourself now."

When Amelia faced Deakin Fies, she was not as approachable as she faced with Emmesen, and she replied very coldly.

"The elders of the north, this is not your territory. For the sake of the parliament, I would like to ask you to leave."

A white man said at this time, interrupted the conversation between the two, and persuaded Amelia sternly.

Amelia, who did not lead the Death Walker, obviously did not receive enough attention. The man seemed to be persuading her, but it was full of threat.

“What if I say no?”

Amelia turned her head and looked at the vampire who made a sound, and replied in a tough tone.

"Well, then you don't have to go back. I think those little guys in the north should hope that there will be a seat above their heads."

An old voice came from the door and answered Amelia's question.

Although the voice is old, it is full of energy.

"The secret elder!"

"It's you!"

The voices of Deakin Fis and Amelia rang together when they saw the old man coming in.

Although the words are not the same, the surprise contained in it is exactly the same.

"Dicken, I thought you would be a good manager, but you disappointed me."

The silver-white hair was meticulously clung to the top of the head, and the face was like an ordinary middle-aged man. The classical suit on his body gave people a sense of alienation from the age.

This vampire elder who seemed to be an old man first looked at Dearken Fis, whose face changed drastically, with a strong tone of disappointment.

"You are too conservative. The noble race of the Vampire should have a better position and life, rather than living in darkness and underground like now, just like those dirty local dogs!"

Deakin Fiss was silent for a moment before putting away his expression and looked at the old man seriously and said.

At this time, Deakin Fiss was like a leader delivering a speech, with a strong emotion in his voice, obviously this was what he was thinking.

"You have forgotten our purpose and turned against the original intention of the alliance."

“So you should be cleaned up.”

The disappointment in the old man's eyes disappeared, and when he looked at Dear Fies, he was already like a deep pool of water, and there was no trace of turmoil.

“Cleaning?”

"Hahaha, just because of my actions, you have erased my hundreds of years of hard work, and a cleanup will end my life."

"I tell you, this is a delusion!"

Deakin Fiss smiled so hard that he bent down his waist, and even a trace of tears oozed out of the corners of his eyes.

"Is this why you believe in the miscellaneous words of the Demon Feast and try to become a blood god in this so-called blood feast?"

The old man's words made Deakin Fiston stay there, and his bent waist slowly straightened.

"So that's how it is."

Deakin Fis murmured to himself, and he finally understood why the trap he had carefully arranged turned into a deal with him.

He was indeed as the elder said, planning to become a blood god for his power, and even capturing the blade was to achieve this goal.

After all, the blood of the Blade Warrior, the Sun Walker, is the key to the success of the Blood God, which is an indispensable factor.

"roar!"

"This drama is really interesting, but I don't have enough time, so I'll ask you to stop here."

As this conversation fell into a quiet field, it was suddenly broken by a loud dragon roar, and Emosen's voice also sounded.

Emmerson did not let Huo reveal his figure, but instead carried out bond fusion while eliminating the elf ball.

As he said, he didn't have much time left. Zhuhuoling, the hungry little guy, was still waiting for him to bring back the ingredients!

"Is this gentleman your guest?"

"The elders of the north."