151 Chapter 150: For the Vampire Clan (1/2)

Choosing to take the initiative to show up is naturally because Cyber ​​has already discovered the man behind the incident.

Stand tall and see wide!

Although his attention was mainly focused on Notre Dame and Bicester, for him, who was located at an altitude of 100 meters, everything that happened on Citadel Island could not escape his eyes.

When super vision is turned on, when observing objects, the cyber does not need to focus like ordinary people. As long as the scene is within the field of view, it will be observed clearly and transformed into information that is collected and processed by the super brain.

Bicester quietly descended, and when he lurked near Notre Dame, in an armored car of the vampire army, a man with an elegant temperament and a suit also got out of the car silently. His figure flashed directly from the main army. Disappeared.

The man who had left the army did not lurch near the church like Bicester, ready to seize the ”Dark Book of God”.

It was a group of dark creatures that had to gallop on Xidai Island with a purposeful purpose, hunters lurking in the dark one after another, ready to reap the benefits.

In the face of the mysterious man's surprise attack, the weak forces did not splash any waves at all, and some even lost their lives without seeing the enemy clearly.

In less than five minutes, the dark creatures hidden in the periphery of Citadel Island were slaughtered completely, leaving only a few forces near Notre Dame Cathedral.

After harvesting the enemy from the periphery, the man returned to the vampire army and knocked on the door of an armored vehicle.

”Who?”

Cromwell's coquettish female voice came from it.

”Me, Forsworth.”

After tidying up his slightly messy hairstyle, Forsworth took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped off the blood on his palm, put on a kind smile on his face, and said softly.

'Bang.'

The car door opened, and the grand duke looked at Forsworth with some confusion: ”What's the matter?”

”Something is wrong, the day-travelers are here.”

Feeling the increasing power in his body, Forsworth looked solemnly: ”Go in and say specifically.”

With that, he took the initiative to drill into the armored vehicle.

Out of the trust generated after many cooperations, Cromwell did not mean to block this ally: ”What happened?”

Both of them were vampire-level princes, and the female grandpa did not think that the other side would pose any fatal threat to her, so he let him sit beside her.

”The secret whistle I just set up on the periphery has not reported news for three minutes, and there is probably an accident.”

Forsworth glanced at the other party's big white steamed bun, and whispered in secret.

Cromwell frowned slightly: ”Daywalker did it?”

”No, I did it.”

Forsworth showed his big white teeth.

Immediately, he stretched out his right hand like lightning, and caught her neck in the other's unbelievable gaze.

”Uh...what do you want to do...”

Pulling the palm of his throat like iron tongs, Cromwell flushed, breathless, and said intermittently.

Is it the other party, but what is he doing this for?

Also, when did one's strength become so different from the opponent?

Glancing at the dragon that was rapidly rising into the sky outside the window, Fosworth Yang's left hand, snapped his fingers, and an invisible enchantment of magic rose from the outside of the island, as if to lift the island from this world. Stripped out.