Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

"What the hell is that? Is it worthy of being my master?"

Yadi laughed wildly, the sound was so loud that the dust in the house fell to the ground.

Even as he laughed wildly, he continued to transform. As the black fog rolled, a few strands of dark yet captivating light quietly bloomed from deep within his body, as if a demon had opened his evil eyes.

Light and fog intertwined and entangled with each other, becoming increasingly darker, as if a black hole swallowed up the surrounding light, directly pressing into everyone's minds and making the viewers feel chilly, as if they had fallen into an endless ice cellar.

"Antelope take off!"

Ah Fu would not allow him to continue with such evil changes. He suddenly jumped up like a cheetah, his body drew a vigorous arc in the air, and attacked Yadi swiftly with a whistling wind.

The fist whistled and hit Yadi's vital points directly, determined to subdue this evil man.

"Humph!"

Yadi seemed to have expected it. She was neither surprised nor afraid, and there was even a hint of contempt in her expression.

He suddenly raised his right hand, and his palm seemed to be connected to the endless dark abyss. Black energy burst out like black lightning in an instant, and slammed towards Ah Fu with overwhelming force.

The force was like a materialized black hammer. Wherever it passed, the air was like fragile paper and was torn apart.

"The cat landed!"

Upon seeing this, Ah Fu let out a low roar, twisted his waist in the air, and somersaulted twice in succession like a nimble cat, cleverly relieving the impact and landing steadily on the ground. The moment his feet touched the ground, the bricks and stones cracked slightly, raising a circle of dust.

Behind them, those skinny, ugly monsters who looked like corpses looked at each other, their eyes full of hesitation and confusion.

The Yadi in front of them exuded the unique and strong scent of her master, which made them at a loss for a moment, like a lost lamb, so they did not take action for a long time.

But after listening to Ah Fu and the others' words, they began to wonder again, could this person also be the master's enemy? Their crude thinking was stuck in this complex situation.

At this moment, the black gas gushing out of Yadi seemed to have its own consciousness, and part of it snaked into the coffin like a black python.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a mysterious mark, like an ancient totem, and fell precisely on the vampire's skinny arm.

"Swish"

As if being suddenly awakened after sleeping for thousands of years, the vampire suddenly opened his eyes, and those eyes were like two dry wells that had been dry for a long time and suddenly gushed out water.

Then there was a loud "bang", as if thunder exploded, and his whole body of energy exploded. The lid of the coffin was like a fragile card and was opened with a bang. The whole ghost jumped out like a black lightning.

He was skinny, like a dead tree that had been drained of all its moisture, and his skin was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

Chapter 144 Saint Shuyas?

There was only the white of the eyes, and a dark spot in the center, like an endless black hole, bottomless.

The long and sharp nails at the tip of the palm are like daggers flashing with cold light, revealing deadly danger.

He opened his mouth and let out a roar from his throat. Several sharp fangs popped out instantly. Under the pale light of the flashlight, they reflected a creepy cold light, like cold stars in the dark night.

"Master!" Seeing this, the ugly guys behind him were like loyal dogs waiting for their master to return home. They were so excited that they trembled all over, and their voices were high-pitched, full of endless flattery and respect.

At this moment, outside the room, a creepy dragging sound was heard quietly, as if the god of death was slowly approaching with a heavy scythe.

Ah Fu's heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong. Without thinking, he waved his hand and pulled Lasu and the others to quickly retreat to the side.

In a moment, a figure as skinny as a corpse appeared like a ghost, with two hands like iron clamps, each dragging an adult who was several times stronger than himself.

When the flashlight shone brightly, everyone gasped in shock. It was none other than the two younger brothers who stayed behind at the gate!

At this moment, their faces were as pale as paper and lifeless, like two bodies with their souls sucked out, barely breathing.

"Master, your food is here!"

The eerie figure dragged the two people like a dutiful servant and walked quickly to the vampire.

The vampire was like a shark that smelled blood, his nostrils flaring as he sensed the faint breath of his servants and the two people on the ground. Suddenly, he let out a shrill roar like the howling of a devil, and pounced on them like a hungry tiger.

He opened his mouth and bit one of them's neck fiercely, like a beast biting fresh prey.

In an instant, blood gushed out like a red fountain, nourishing his dry body.

At the same time, a visible aura shot out from the man's eyes like an illusory thread, and the other end was closely connected to the vampire, like a pipeline for transporting nutrients.

The gurgling sound of sucking continued until the man turned into a shriveled corpse, and the vampire stopped with a look of unsatisfied satisfaction.

The terrifying power flowed wildly in his body, and the nourishment of his qi and blood was like a magic potion, allowing the vampire to quickly get rid of his skinny appearance and his body gradually become fuller and stronger.

His scarlet eyes turned and stared at another person, and like an insatiable glutton, he pounced on him again.

"Eat, eat, eat all of them, and then become my master's servant!"

Yadi was like a mad demon, waving her hands and laughing wildly. Her laughter, set against the backdrop of lightning and thunder outside the window, resounded throughout the entire castle, like a piece of death music.

"Uh...what do we do now?"

Ah Fen's teeth were chattering, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and he looked at the people around him. His voice was so weak, like the flapping of mosquito wings, revealing helplessness and fear.

"What else can we do? All the vampire slaves should be here now. Why don't you run away?"

Ah Fu's eyes were wide open and he was cursing loudly, thinking about the current situation in his heart.

Not only are there those two tough ugly monsters, but there's also a vampire with soaring power, plus an evil and mysterious Yadi. Including the two more ugly monsters, there are four in total!

Even if you have unique skills and are extremely brave, you must not fight hard at this moment. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him.

"A strong man will judge the situation and a tiger cannot confront a herd of cattle and sheep alone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Fu moved like a black lightning and ran out of the house first.

"Wait for me!" Lasu watched Afen and Zhou Ru running away like wild horses, and he was extremely anxious. He shouted and hurriedly strode after them.

"His ha"

After sucking the blood of the second person, the vampire let out a satisfying groan, feeling extremely comfortable, as if he were a demon after a feast.

It was visible to the naked eye that his changes were becoming more and more shocking. Blood-red pupils as sharp as claws slowly emerged in his pale eyes, as if a demon had opened his truly evil eyes.

His body became stronger and stronger, his muscles bulged, his veins popped, and he could even speak clearly.

"Food..." His scarlet eyes swept over the fleeing people, and then looked at Yadi, who was exuding a familiar scent, in confusion.

"Human, how can you have the aura of Saint Shuas? I don't sense the power of Saint Shuas in your blood!"

"Haha, me?" Yadi raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and laughed softly, as if she knew all the secrets.

"Instead of studying me, it is better to capture those people first and suck their blood. There is a terrifying demon outside waiting to capture you."

"Demon? Catch me? Hahaha, that's ridiculous!"

The vampire seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, and he laughed out loud with his head raised, shaking the roof tiles.

"In this world, is there any demon older than me? With my birth, I am the one who has the final say in this world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved like a ghost, and a shadow flashed in an instant, as if he was flying through the void.

"boom!"

Just as they were about to run to the door, the vampire grabbed a piano out of thin air, as if he had grabbed a feather, and smashed it towards them. The piano was wrapped in a terrifying airflow, like a black cannonball, sweeping over in an instant.

Everyone's face changed drastically and they dodged in panic.

Ah Fen staggered in panic and was unable to dodge. He was about to be hit. At this moment of life and death, Ah Fu was quick-witted and kicked Ah Fen far away.

"Ah——"

Ah Fen screamed, and his figure disappeared in the smoke and dust without a sound.

The piano flew over everyone's head like a giant beast out of control. With a deafening roar, it smashed a huge hole in the door and sent brick and stone debris flying everywhere.

"Is he okay?" Lasu's face was full of worry. He looked towards the place where Afen disappeared, his voice trembling.

"I'm saving him."

Ah Fu's eyes were fixed on the vampire flying towards them. His expression was stern, but his voice was surprisingly calm, like a deep pool of water without any ripples.

The vampire at this moment was extremely sturdy and strong, like a giant. The blood and energy of the two strong men nourished him like a reborn demon god.

The black energy around his body seemed to materialize iron chains, swirling and lingering constantly, making him look like a demon king that had crossed over from the deepest part of hell, majestic, yet evil and terrifying.

His mouth opened wide, as if he was grinning in a distorted smile, but his look was too ferocious, and his mouth full of sharp teeth looked like sharp blades that could easily tear apart human flesh and blood, as if the evil ghost from the underworld had appeared in the world, captivating people's hearts.

His eyes were miserable and ferocious, and in addition to his extreme desire and greed for food, they also revealed a strong hatred and disgust for living people, as if he had an irreconcilable feud with humans.

"I heard that you were sent here by a demon. Do you want me to be a test subject?"

Chapter 145: Devil? I, a vampire, am a devil!

The vampire slowly landed on the ground, like a king descending, and let out a shrill laugh, the sound like a cold wind blowing through a dead forest.

“A little devil who can’t even break the righteous magic cast by an ordinary wizard family wants to control me? This righteous magic uses almost all its power to seal me. It is easy to break from the outside, but even so, some humans have to be sent to break the magic. Hahahaha!”

After laughing for a while, the vampire continued, "Now that the spell has been lifted, where is the demon who sent you here? Why, isn't he here to capture me? Why did he go to my castle with all his effort to ask for help?"

"Hmm, six centuries ago? Or seven centuries? It seems that this demon was born long after I was sealed. It is not a first-generation species. Its research value is probably greatly reduced. It cannot be used as a test subject. It can only be used as a sandbag."

At this moment, a majestic, hoarse voice that seemed to come from the Netherworld rang out, with a hint of regret in the tone.

It was like the sentence of the god of death, and the vampire trembled all over. His face suddenly changed and he shouted sternly: "Who?!"

In front of this eerie and silent castle, which seemed to be doubly sealed by time and curse, the inky night was like a huge, airtight black curtain, pressing heavily on the sky, mercilessly swallowing up the last ray of light.

Suddenly, at the gate of the ancient castle, a golden light suddenly became brighter, as if a golden sun was blooming strongly in the ruins in the dark night. The light was so bright that it was almost blinding, and it instantly tore through the thick darkness around it.

The old and decayed door, which seemed to carry a thousand years of resentment, exploded and shattered into countless pieces under the impact of this powerful force.

Stone chips fluttered in the air, like a strange rain of stone powder transformed from the debris of time, filling the air with a stale and decayed smell.

The members of the Black Hand Gang, who had been standing there in a daze, as if petrified by a spell, were startled by the sudden loud noise and violent impact. They trembled all over, and cold sweat dripped down their bodies like beads that had broken off the string. Their backs were instantly soaked with sweat, and the chill penetrated their bones.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, their faces filled with fear and astonishment, as if they were in a nightmare from which they could not wake up, watching the unimaginable scene play out before their eyes.

The light gradually faded, and a majestic figure of a god of war, as if descending from the sky, slowly came into everyone's sight.

This person exudes a majestic and tangible sense of power, as if he is surrounded by an invisible but shocking aura.

The well-developed muscles are shrouded in the glittering glow, as if they were carefully plated with a layer of gold foil by skilled craftsmen, shining brightly. The ridges and valleys of each muscle seem to be telling a story of strength.

The muscles bulge high, as hard as bones, yet flexible, with smooth and graceful lines, like nature's most outstanding sculptures, demonstrating ultimate strength and wild beauty. They are completely unlike ordinary strong men who are sturdy and clumsy, without any agility or charm.

In front of him, the vampire, who was originally strong and sturdy, like a ferocious god of the night, who could make the Black Hand Gang tremble with fear, now looked petite and delicate, as if all his majesty was taken away in an instant.

The face, as pale as paper, became even more bloodless under the powerful pressure, as if it had been hit hard by frost, revealing a deathly paleness.