The manual of saving male god of fast crossing system

Chapter 982 Campus Situation, Earl, Addicted to Kissing! 65
"Uhhhh-"

The vampires, including Robert, curled up and fell to the ground at a twisted angle, screaming in pain.

Wanwan was far away, and seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, the rattling sound was creepy.

This was the first time she saw Cyril using her own abilities, and his unusual expression, as if he was a noble god, but also like a demon controlling death, not paying attention to everything.

Darkness and death.

The blood hunters also saw Cyril, obviously they regarded Xiril as the most difficult vampire to deal with, and all the silverware in their hands stabbed at Xiril.

Wanwan couldn't help raising her heart, and looked worriedly at the young man in the air.

There was a wicked smile on the corner of Cyril's mouth: "Silverware?" His tone was very light, not like sarcasm, but just stating: "These little things are useless to me."

He gracefully raised his hand, the space seemed to be blocked, and there was silence.

All the silverware that was attacked swiftly stopped in the air, but in the next instant they shattered into powder and scattered on the ground.

This scene shocked everyone, and all vampires.

This is the Earl's ability?

It is rumored that the earl can call the wind and rain, and even manipulate time, is it true?

"My lord... Your lord, save me..." The injured vampires knelt on the ground and started to turn against each other: "My lord, please forgive our sins and save us..."

The current situation is that the blood hunters have the upper hand. As long as the Earl takes action, these blood hunters will all die and they will be saved.

However, Cyril's expression was still indifferent, and his cold eyes stared down at the kneeling vampire begging for help.

"You all betrayed me and must be judged." After the words fell, he stretched out his hand and drew a sword from the void.

Everyone felt that the air became abnormally cold, as if the temperature suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, all because of the appearance of the dark red sword.

"Wanwan!" Luo Yifan came to Wanwan's side at some point, and blocked her behind to protect her: "Don't be afraid, I'll send you out of here right away."

Yang Tongtong took Luo Yifan's hand and said, "You send me out of here now." She wanted to leave immediately, this place has become a hell on earth.

Wanwan didn't pay attention to their movements, but focused on Cyril.

Seeing that Cyril didn't want to forgive them, the vampire wanted to leave quickly. Now they can't control any blood hunters. Compared with blood hunters, the count who wants to judge them is the most terrifying existence.

Of course, the blood hunters would not let the vampires go. Taking advantage of the melee among the vampires, they stepped forward to fight again.

Cyril held the dark red sword, the blade radiated a cold light under the moonlight, as if he couldn't wait to be bloodthirsty.

From the moment he woke up, Cyril had no intention of letting go of the vampires who betrayed him, and Robert gathered them here tonight to make it easier for him to judge them.

"Ah-ah-ah-" Cyril shuttled through the crowd like a demon, and vampires were constantly pierced through their hearts, turning into ashes and disappearing.

"Uncle! Be careful!" Fang Xiyao yelled bitterly.

Wanwan turned her head to look over, her pupils shrank suddenly.

I don't know when Robert came to Fang Zhicheng's side, his fierce fangs bit Fang Zhicheng's neck, and Fang Zhicheng was still holding on to the iron cage and refusing to let go.

(End of this chapter)