The invincible me kidnaps the invincible dragon

Unlike Viscounts, Earls and Glorious-level professionals are generally considered the backbone of the race. They can be lost, but not at will.

Moreover, after the last incident with the Viscount of the Undead, Elena finally understood that this ghost place was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Who knew where another Dark Emperor would pop up. If she was targeted by a being of this level, even she would have a headache.

"Besides, you can obviously be a long-term meal ticket, why do you insist on doing it as a one-time deal?"

At this point, Elina showed a wicked smile on her face.

Although Lamia couldn't see Elina's face, she could guess what kind of cute and cunning look she had under the mask.

"One cannot, at least one should not."

Lamia was speechless. She mourned for the people below, no, for all the dark earls outside the domain. They might not know that they have been targeted by a human girl who is cute but extremely immoral and powerful.

And this is not just an ordinary targeting. It can be imagined that once the dukat in the village are almost used up, this guy will definitely come out again to rob.

"Ahem, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. We still have to rush to the Turin defense line which is the closest to here."

Or perhaps she felt that her plan was indeed a bit unethical, so Elina coughed twice to draw Lamia's attention to the next target.

After all, what Count Flo robbed here was only about 10 million ducats, which is far from 200 million.

"Alas, it seems that these two small goals are not so easy to achieve." Elina sighed. She still overestimated the financial resources of the Dark Earl.

"What do you mean?"

"No big deal, let's go!"

As she spoke, Elina turned into a stream of light and flew towards the Turin defense line.

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The next morning, Count Flo was still in a coma. This time he was badly injured. He was hit by two sets of combined punches from Elena and was also angered by those two wicked guys. He suffered internal injuries and could not recover without resting for four or five days.

Due to Count Flo's coma, the dark races in the entire Saint Bo defense line were leaderless for a while, and even the smell of gunpowder in the air became much lighter.

"Strange."

In the Fortress of Saint Bo, a glorious knight in sacred armor was standing on the top of the city wall, his scarlet cloak fluttering in the wind.

He was observing the movements around the fortress at this time, and he found that the dark race army, which had been frequently mobilized and well-organized, showed a trace of panic today. Most importantly, the momentum of the opposing army to start a war had disappeared.

"In the end what happened?"

The Shining Knight put down the telescope, a look of question marks on his face.

The opponent's morale was very high yesterday, and they looked like they would fight as soon as they were told. Why are they so discouraged today?

"No, this matter must be investigated thoroughly."

After thinking about it, the Glorious Knight decided to get to the bottom of the matter. After all, this was outside the domain, and any mistake in intelligence could lead to disastrous consequences.

Soon, the reconnaissance regiment of the Saint-Bo Fortress was dispatched. As elite troops, they could bring the intelligence to the Glorious Knights in less than a day.

At the same time, tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Saint Bo Fortress, a huge aerial battleship was suspended in the air outside the domain, surrounded by 32 super-heavy aerial battleships, just like the stars surrounding the moon, guarding this huge battleship.

This battleship is made entirely of a high-strength metal. Each of the four main guns on board can destroy half of a human fortress with one shot. Even the machine guns used for close combat defense can easily destroy human sky-class professionals. It is a real weapon of war.

And on this battleship, on the throne in the command room, sat a woman with silver hair and red eyes, a symbol that only the noblest vampires possessed.

The woman's face was half covered, so her true appearance could not be seen clearly, but her eyes as bright as rubies were so attractive that one could not help but be attracted to them at a glance.

An elegant dress and beautifully crafted high heels perfectly show off her stunning figure.

This stature and the temperament of a superior who has been in a high position for many years are integrated into everything, producing a unique chemical reaction. If the first impression of other vampire nobles is politeness, then the first impression of this one is conquest.

Unfortunately, over the past thousands of years, all those who dared to provoke her disappeared in the long river of history.

This incredibly charming woman is the prince of the blood clan, Prince Melissa.

At the same time, she was also the initiator of this battle. She was the absolute top of the entire blood clan and the entire dark race, one of the few top powerhouses. In history, there was even a human temple-level being who fell in her hands.

"Third War Zone, Shengbo Defense Line, no news yet."

A voice came from the throne, echoing for a long time in the spacious command room.

Although it was a male tone, it was undoubtedly a female voice, smooth as raw silk, clear as snow water, and at the same time, it seemed to have a sharp edge hidden in it.

"Reporting to His Royal Highness, there is no news yet."

Under the throne stood a straight-looking Dark Marquis. After hearing Prince Melissa's question, he immediately gave a respectful answer.

"Hmm...what on earth happened?"

Prince Melissa groaned. The war was imminent. As the most important battlefield, the Saint Bo Line of Defense should have reported its military deployment and battle plan by now. But why was there no news until now?

"Go check it out yourself and see what's going on."

Prince Melissa waved her hand, and a masked vampire appeared from the shadow behind her. After bowing, the vampire disappeared into the warship.

This move aroused the envy of the marquis below.

His Royal Highness's secret guards are still so powerful.

"There is a conflict between the Human Empire and the Temple. Such a good opportunity cannot be missed!"

As the guards left, Prince Melissa stood up and looked at the Sub-Saint Fortress looming in the distance, and her jade-like fingers slowly clenched into fists.

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Chapter 26: Sending Warmth to Your Door

"Is this the Turin Line? Compared to the San Bo Line, it is much more spectacular."

After a night of travel, Elena and Lamia finally arrived at the Turin defense line.

She was suspended in the air, looking at the mountains and rivers bathed in the rising sun, and couldn't help but sigh.

Unlike the San Bo Line which is a flat plain, the Turin Line is built entirely of mountains and rivers.

"Come to think of it, the area of ​​this defense line is really large. It took an entire night to get there."

Elina stretched out her body in the air. She was really tired after traveling all night.

"Take a break, and we'll go and trouble the earl of this area."

Elina tilted her head and said to Lamia with a smile that she would feel comfortable no matter how many times she did this kind of business that made a lot of money with no investment.

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At this time, in the Saint-Bo area, the relevant information about Count Flo had been transmitted to Prince Melissa who was far away.

"Hmph, trash!"

Looking at the information in his hand, Prince Melissa snorted coldly and threw the paper down.

The many vampires who had been standing and serving under the throne looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Finally, it was the Marquis who answered Melissa's question before who picked up the paper and read it. After reading it, his face changed and he said hurriedly: "Count Flo was seriously injured. Could it be that the human race has seen through our plan?"

He couldn't help but be anxious. This time, the blood clan was the main force in the battle, and the other dark races were just cooperating. If they lost this battle, their entire blood clan would have to pay a heavy price, and even Queen Lilith would have to give an explanation to the dark race elders.

"He made a mistake before the war. This Count Flo's career is almost over."

No one in the audience dared to refute Prince Melissa's words. They knew that Count Flo's future was completely ruined.

"Your Highness, now is not the time to pursue responsibility. There was an accident at the Shengbo defense line, but we cannot stop the battle. We, the Blood Clan, have been preparing for this battle for too long. If we return empty-handed, it will be difficult to explain to Queen Lilith."

Faced with Prince Melissa's wrath, many vampires remained silent, and only a duke with a white beard dared to speak out.

Prince Melissa did not respond to the Duke's question, but a young-looking female adjutant stepped forward to answer.

"Don't worry, everyone. We originally arranged for the entire Third War Zone to be mobilized. First, to prevent the Terrans from noticing our specific attack direction. Second, to be prepared for any problems with the Shengbo Defense Line. Once an accident occurs at the Shengbo Defense Line, we can immediately shift our targets to other defense lines."

The adjutant's words calmed down many of the somewhat panicked vampires, as long as there was a backup plan.

"Which line of defense is closest to the San Bo Line of Defense?"

Prince Melissa's cold voice echoed in the command room.

"Your Highness, it's the Turin Line of Defense."

Soon, Prince Melissa got the answer.

"Go, inform Count Lule of the Turin Defense Line and ask him to prepare. At the same time, order all the elite troops of the Saint Bo Defense Line to enter the Turin Defense Line one after another and launch an attack on the Turin Fortress in three days. The specific time will be notified separately. And tell him that if this succeeds, I, Prince Melis, will personally ask for credit for him to the Senate. If he fails, hmph!"

Although Prince Melissa did not say it later, all the vampires present knew that if they failed, Count Luer would definitely not have a good ending. Although Count Luer was from the werewolf clan, it would be the same in front of a being of Prince Melissa's level.

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"Hahaha, Flo, that idiot, actually got screwed on his own turf. He is really stupid."

Prince Melissa's order reached the Turin defense line and Count Lule in a very short time.

Upon seeing the order, Count Lule happily did two somersaults on the spot.

After all, this kind of opportunity is rare. This is the first battle in a major war and is destined to be recorded in the history of the dark race.

And if he succeeds, he can get a lot of military merits and even get a medal awarded by the supreme leader of the werewolf clan himself. This is the lifelong dream of many werewolves, and this time this dream is within reach.

Because this battle was mainly between vampires, the opportunity naturally went to Count Flo of the Saint Bo Defense Line. He thought he had no hope, but unexpectedly, that idiot Flo was actually taken down by someone, and he got the opportunity he had dreamed of so easily.

"Ha ha ha, I gave you the chance but you didn't make any use of it, Flo."

Count Lule, who was covered in black hair, sneered twice. He felt unhappy when he thought about Count Flo's Versailles behavior in front of him before.

"Oh, I just attacked first."

"Alas, I don't know if I can complete Prince Melissa's mission."

"Alas, although Prince Melissa gave me 100,000 elite soldiers, it's hard to say whether we can capture the Shengbo Fortress in one go."

Thinking of Count Flo's criticisms and considering his current situation, Count Luca did two backflips before he calmed down.

"Humph, in the end it still depends on me."

Count Luca proudly stroked the hair on his chest. This was his signature move. Whenever he was excited, he couldn't help but touch the hair that he was proud of.

"Well, we still have to be cautious. After all, it was Prince Melissa who gave the order herself."

After Count Lule calmed down, he immediately took out the map of Turin's defense line and began to plan. Although he had made a lot of plans before, it was just a feint attack after all. Now the feint attack has become the main attack, and the change is murderous.

Afterwards, countless werewolves set out from Count Lule's castle. They will deliver the orders to every dark baron and viscount within the Turin defense line within one day.

"This should be foolproof now."

As night fell, Count Luhr had just completed the initial changes to the day's battle plan.

Looking at the densely packed marks on the map, he couldn't help but touch the hair on his chest again.

Of course, while Count Lule was feeling proud, he did not detect the nuclear fusion strike on the way.

"After searching for so long, I finally found it."

Elina was suspended in the air, looking at the busy Earl's Castle below and laughed.

"Let's go and give him some warmth."

Having said that, he swooped down.

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"Dong dong dong."

Just as Count Lule was studying the map alone in the war room, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Count Lule opened the door and saw a silver mask with exquisite patterns.

"Hi, Lord Earl, the community is sending you warmth."

Elina waved her hand towards Count Carl, made a playful gesture, and then struck him head-on with a club.

Chapter 27: We need to find a big client

"Alas, this Count Lule is too poor. All his profits are only a few million ducats."

After successfully robbing Count Luer, Elena in the air had a gloomy face. She robbed two counts in a row, but only managed to get more than 10 million ducats. How long will it take to get 200 million?

Elina was distressed. She really didn't expect that the Dark Earl from outside the domain would be so poor.

Logically speaking, this is a war-torn area, so it should be easier to plunder wealth here, and one can also exchange a lot of good things for military merit. So why are these earls so poor?

If Count Flo and Count Luer, who had been robbed by him, knew what Elina was thinking, they would definitely be furious. After all, several million or tens of millions of ducats is indeed not a small amount of money.