People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 190
Amalric was still in charge of the City Guards of Jerusalem, but probably because of his timidity during this expedition, he did not dare to be too blatantly greedy after returning.

Although the city guards still don't have much combat effectiveness, at least the equipment has been raised, which is more than enough to maintain law and order.

"Stand back. I'm Lothar of the Royal Knights. Immediately block the intersection of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. A werewolf was found here. Don't let anyone approach it until I solve it."

Lothar stood up and blocked the way of these city guards.

It is the same as the principle of "driving sheep and swallowing wolves" used by Jeanna. Once there are too many people, this demon hunter named Hannah will cause a disturbance, and they may take advantage of the chaos to escape.

"It turned out to be Lord Lothar. With you here, there will be no problem."

"We guarantee that no one will break in by mistake."

The city guards complimented each other, without turning their heads back. In terms of Congxin, the city guards never disappoint.

...

boom--

The black werewolf's beard and hair burst out, he grabbed the vampire's arm and threw him to the ground.

Hannah let out a hideous laugh: "It's ridiculous, Anahad, I'm not cooperating with the devil, I'm driving it, and you can fool yourself."

And her fingers also turned into five sharp long swords covered with blood-colored crystals.

"What, you want to do it with me?"

Rocks are flying.

Lothar frowned, and patted Fringilla's little head: "Fringe, stop."

Fringila raised her smiling face: "That's good, my lord just needs a werewolf corpse as a gift."

Furingilla rubbed her ears, and said to Lothar, "Don't worry, my lord, I've already arranged the sound-proof circle in advance."

Anahad was silent for a moment, and said: "They are not demons, they are just a group of wizards who use dark power, Hannah, I have much better eyesight than you."

The corners of Fringila's mouth curled up slightly, and she said, "Mine is big, bear with it."

Anahad felt a chill in his heart.

until.

Anahad replied: "The werewolf—because the human body is a sealed object, the power belonging to the werewolf in his body will be released immediately once Hannah's restraint is lost."

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up!"

"Anahad, someone is here now, if you don't want to be exposed to these ordinary people with me, stop now."

The two monsters, known for their tenacious vitality, desperately sucked the blood of the enemy.

Seeing Lothar's approving expression of "a child can be taught", Fringila's brows flashed a smug look, and she glanced at Banruo with a smile.

this voice...

"I will not be threatened by you, traitor!"

Is it the witch under the Dark Lord?

Lothar looked at Hannah who was tied up and had an unknown magic circle under his body.

The small head of the little vampire feels very good when it is coiled.

Unexpectedly, the corner of Banruo's mouth was slightly bent—although it was just a moment, but Fringila was sure that it was definitely not an illusion.

Why is this stupid woman laughing at me?

"My lord, I have inherited your usual cautious style. The weak magic circle under his body is continuously sucking his blood and energy. It will not kill him, but it will also make him unable to raise the strength to resist. "

...

"Also, since you know you can't cooperate with the devil, why don't you hurry up and hand over the sealed item, you are too bewitched by it."

Furingilla said impatiently: "It won't work for you, you have to be like me."

Fringela urged.

Anahad looked at Fringila for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Constance Manor.

Hannah's body trembled subconsciously, and he clenched his teeth, trying not to let out an embarrassing shiver.

Fringila pursed her lips: "Take your classmates with you, we should go, you have caused enough trouble for my lord."

"Anahad, let's start the interrogation. I want to finish the matter here as soon as possible and return to the territory."

"Heh, Anahad, look at these helpers you have found. Everyone has a terrifying dark force lingering around them. If you cooperate with the devil, you will not end well."

She raised her slender and white palm, and the blood energy that was many times thicker than that on Anahad's body lingered.

Anahad's somewhat chaotic head managed to recover a sliver of reason. He let go of the mouth that was biting the opponent's neck, and roared: "Quickly control him, I have to find out the whereabouts of the sealed item."

Fringira raised her smiling face, like a child wanting to be praised.

Half-coagulated dirty blood flowed from the wound.

Immediately, the body gradually returned to its original shape.

Anahad's expression was ferocious, and the blue blood vessels squirmed like earthworms on the surface of his pale skin.

He muttered: "I thought it was a tough guy Avenger, but I didn't expect that I couldn't stand it."

A light footstep sounded beside them.

Anahad gritted his teeth and said: "Hand over the sealed item, otherwise I would rather die with you."

Five fingers pierced Hannah, who was tightly bound by Anahad, and the blood flow in his body became extremely slow in an instant.

In a short period of time, no one can suppress the other party.

Fringela was a little annoyed.

Lothar sat aside.

"How did you make it look so miserable?"

A look of panic appeared on Hannah's face: "Anahad, you teamed up with vampires, you scum of a demon hunter, you have the nerve to say that about me!"

He took advantage of the situation and threw Hannah to the ground, and the two beasts wrestled.

He showed his white teeth and sneered.

Lothar stretched out his hand and rubbed Fringilla's long white hair.

She opened her hand, and her blood condensed into a ball of light, which was shot into Hannah's body.

Hannah, who was originally unconscious, suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Anahad's face froze, and he silently picked up Hannah who had recovered his human form.

Immediately, Anahad's arm, which was tightly gripped, was let go, and the body covered with black wolf hair also began to return to its original shape.

The crimson crystals condensed inch by inch along her fingertips, spreading to half of her body, forming a solid gauntlet.

Hannah let out a roar, stretched his neck, and then gnawed on the back of Anahad's neck.

He praised: "Good job."

Anahad tried his best to break free from Hannah's grip, and at the very moment, he rolled to the side, avoiding the vital point, and a bloody wound was cut on his chest by sharp claws.

The witcher raised his head and looked at Fringilla with scarlet eyes.

Lothar put on a straight face, trying to stimulate the dragon blood in his body, coupled with the coercion of the dark lord, the double pressure made the temperature in the room seem to drop several degrees.

Hannah grinned, and the long and narrow wolf kiss revealed a humanized mocking expression.

Hannah held down Anahad's body with one hand, and with the other hand, the sharp claws that were as sharp as knives were raised high, accumulating strength, and stabbing down.

"Awesome!"

next moment.

"The sealed item is not on me, but if you die with me, there will be no one to maintain the seal—it won't be long before the demons will break out, and we don't know how many people will die by then, and our school will also suffer the worst. Fierce revenge."

"Anahad, didn't you say that he is not your opponent?"

"Oh, by the way, if you kill him, will he turn into a werewolf, or die in a human body?"

Fringira smiled and said, "Okay, wrap it on me."

Anahad opened his mouth, and the two huge canine teeth stretched out an inch again, gnawing hard on the werewolf's neck.

It's the same as the whole staff leading the villains under his hands.

Banruo was still expressionless, but she couldn't help sighing in her heart, this stupid woman, did she really think that adults would like a cruel torturer?
Anahad looked at Hannah who was screaming, and persuaded with some embarrassment: "Hannah, hurry up and say it, and you will suffer less."

Anahad nodded, he stretched out his hand, and patted Hannah's face,
Hannah was still unconscious.

Hannah was lying on the ground, panting violently, and it took him a long time to raise his head and look around at everyone.

He shook his head and said, "You are not a vampire—the power you use is full of vitality, and it is fundamentally different from a vampire."

"Hanna, right? Hand over the sealed item, and I'll let you live."

Hannah screamed uncontrollably, his body twisted on the ground like a maggot, struggling.

Fringila withdrew the red light ball from Hannah with some disappointment.

Lothar sighed softly. I really don't know whether the buff of the "Dark Lord" is good or bad.

Furingilla raised her eyebrows: "Think about the consequences."

On her shoulders, the red spikes were like sharp swords, piercing straight into the sky.

From his perspective, just like Anahad, Lothar has turned into a terrifying dragon sitting on the bone throne, with its huge dragon tail swinging back and forth.

The magic flame is monstrous!

"What do you want this sealed item to do? Swallow the demon inside?"

Hannah stammered: "Anahad, you still say that you are not cooperating with demons? This is clearly an abyss lord!"

(End of this chapter)