"Descendants..." After hearing the words of the silver-haired woman, Monk Bilbo's face became even more dismal. He obviously knew what the descendants were, and also knew how miserable it would be for a clergy after becoming descendants. "Your Excellency, even if your identity is extremely noble, as the most devout believer of God, I will never defile this purity. I will defend it to the death!"

As he spoke, monk Bilbo's hand holding the sword stopped trembling and raised it up again. Even though he knew he was not an opponent, even if he was sacrificed, he would never become a devil.

"Oh? Are you sure you want to fight me?" The silver-haired woman looked at him faintly, and her dazzling silver-haired hair was automatically blown away, and a terrifying aura emanated from her body.

The breath was as solid as it was, and a hurricane blew up on the plain. The wooden boards and debris that were originally covered with mess were swept up by the invisible hurricane, forming a tornado that could be seen in the naked eye.

The tornado twisted like a giant snake, as thick as a bucket, and was about seven or eight meters long, almost reaching the dome.

This scene comparable to the "natural disaster" made the faces of monk Bilbo and the four of them frightened, especially the Pastor Gail, Alger and his son who were hiding behind him were even more frightened and retreated repeatedly.

"The Lord is with me!" Faced with this unconfrontational force, monk Bilbo gritted his teeth, held the sword in one hand instead of holding the sword in both hands, raised it high, and slashed it with all his strength towards the oncoming tornado.

"Bang~~Click~~"

A harsh sound rang out, and the tornado was actually split open by him. However, after splitting, he was greeted with a fair and slender hand.

It was an extremely beautiful palm, with the tips of ten fingers, as white as frost and snow, as slippery as grease, without any flaws. Just such a palm makes people unable to help but be addicted to it.

But the more beautiful the things are, the more dangerous it is, which is almost a famous saying.

It looked so beautiful that it was not as beautiful as a human palm that easily grabbed the tip of the cross silver sword in Monk Bilbo's hand, and then clenched it tightly and shook it gently.

The cross silver sword that made it a little bit easier to cut off the vampire's arms was so fragile that it was like glass, and it suddenly shattered and broke into more than ten sections scattered all over the ground.

Monk Bilbo was as if he was hit by a huge force and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body sat softly on the ground. Sure enough, like that ancient and noble existence, it was not something that he, a small "monk", could deal with.

"Be my descendant obediently. Since you are a 'monarch', I will give you stronger strength." After all this, the silver-haired woman was like doing something insignificant. She slowly walked to monk Bilbo and said with "great mercy".

"Kill me, kill me, vomit~~" Monk Bilbo said as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He now doesn't even have the power to commit suicide, let alone, even if he commits suicide, he can't escape the result of becoming a devil.

"Kill you? No, I will give you powerful strength and eternal life, and then become my most pious slave." The silver-haired woman smiled lowly, then two sharp teeth stretched out from both sides of her mouth, which combined with her delicate and charming face, beautiful and weird.

"No--" Monk Bilbo shouted in despair, and the "first embrace" ceremony was about to be held. He did not want to become the devil's minion and puppet.

The silver-haired woman grabbed Monk Bilbo's ragged collar with one hand, looking relaxed as if she picked up a feather, but when she wanted to go further, she seemed to see something incredible at the corner of her eyes. She suddenly let go of the "prey" in her hand and looked straight towards the direction where the incredible thing happened.

A young man appeared there at no time, just five meters away, silently, as if he had been standing there from the beginning, but was not noticed.

"Who are you?" asked the silver-haired woman calmly with expressionless expression, but she was very alert. It was actually because someone was so close to her that she had discovered it. This was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

Although the other party looks very young, she knows that many things cannot be just looking at the surface, and even the more ordinary and inconspicuous things on the surface, the more dangerous things are. For example, the young man in front of her, it is too easy to attack her at such a close distance. As for whether she can attack her, it depends on the strength comparison between the two parties.

And being able to approach her quietly represents a kind of strength.

"A person who joins in the fun." Li Xuehao was also looking at the silver-haired woman in front of him. It could be seen that she was also a white race, but unlike Alice at home, her skin was as delicate as a baby, without the disadvantage of European and American races having large pores or lots of hair.

After being released and sitting on the ground again, Monk Bilbo tried to open his eyes and see who saved him.

Then he saw a young man, but he was not disappointed, but was excited. At the critical moment, did the Lord hear his prayers and specially sent someone to "save" him?

The three Pastor Gale on the side looked at someone in shock. They were farther away and more widely from the perspective of the bystander. The boy seemed to have been there all the time, because before that, they had not seen how he came in.

"Are you a member of the church?" The silver-haired woman still maintained that plain tone, but there was enough vigilance and sharpness in her golden pupils.

Li Xuehao shook his head, looked at Monk Bilbo and Pastor Gail and said, "Although they are not their companions, I don't want to see them turn into vampires in front of me."

"In other words, a nosy person?" The silver-haired woman showed a faint sarcastic smile, and her long silver hair began to rise automatically without wind. But this time, there was no hurricane, which only made her look a little weird.

Li Xuehao looked at her without answering yes or no, and suddenly asked, "Do you know Saburo Shinda and Shota Tamaki?" When he mentioned these two names, he wanted to confirm whether the silver-haired woman in front of him was the female captain who came to Japan with Saburo Shinda and others before.

"What did you say?" The silver-haired woman frowned. I don't know if she didn't hear what he asked clearly, or if she had no impression of the names of Saburo Shinta and Shota Tamaki.

Li Xuehao even thought it was the latter because the strength and style of conduct that this silver-haired woman had just shown was completely unnecessary to deny.

She is not that female captain!

Li Xuehao immediately confirmed it, but unfortunately, in his soul search of Shota Tatsuya, there was no memory of the female captain, and I don’t know how the other party did it. After all, it is impossible for him to come to Japan on the same flight together to meet him. As long as he has met, it is impossible to avoid his soul searching technique.

It’s strange that it’s strange here. Regarding that female captain, she is completely a mystery. What is the purpose of the other party coming to Japan and where did he go alone?

"Sorry, I recognized the wrong person." Li Xuehao coughed and pointed at the monk Bilbo and Pastor Gale, "Can you let them go for my sake?" The reason why he felt so patient and negotiated was because he felt that although this silver-haired woman was a vampire and had a bloody smell on her body, she didn't know how much blood of living people was sucked, but there was no resentment on her body.

This shows that like Kuraka Kaneiko, she only sucked other people's blood, but did not completely suck and kill people. What can do this at least prove that there is humanity.

"Your face?" The silver-haired woman smiled faintly, as if she had heard some funny joke. "In my years, I have never compromised with anyone. I have accepted these four 'quasi-descendants'."

"It depends on who is stronger, right?" Li Xuehao sighed. He had encountered a vampire who was still human, so he would not act without taking action, but since the other party chose to act, he would not show his timidity.

"As an opponent I recognize, I allow you to know my real name, my name is Anne Vlad Zebes Dracula." The silver-haired woman did not agree with his question, but since she said that it means that both sides can only take action, or they must fight each other at a time to determine who has the final say.

"The King of Piercing - Earl Dracula!" Next to him, Monk Bilbo, who heard the silver-haired woman's name, suddenly exclaimed, and an irresistible look of fear appeared on his face.

"Earl Dracula?" Li Xuehao also thought the name was very familiar, as if it was the title of a novel, but what is the Puncture King?

"You are talking about my grandfather, the Cross of the Holy Light." The silver-haired woman glanced at Monk Bilbo and added lightly, "I am Anne Dracula, and usually others call me Queen Anne!"

The prince, prince and count are both Prince and Queen, which are easy to distinguish.

"Queen Anne! I know who you are." Monk Bilbo suddenly sat upright, and his condition, which was originally "seriously injured and dying", seemed to be reborn, looking at the silver-haired woman with hatred and fear. "One hundred and fifty years ago, the culprit who caused the tragic death of three hundred priests in the Vatican in the Vatican was inherited from the cruelty and brutal king of piercings, and Queen Anne in the name of terror!"

"Oh? I didn't expect that there are still people who remember what I did more than a hundred years ago. You know, I almost forgot myself. It seems that I should feel honored, right?" The tone of the silver-haired woman suddenly became cold, and her golden pupils gradually turned blood-red. A terrifying murderous intent spread out, as if she could turn into a murderous madman at any time.
Chapter completed!