"Who are you looking for, I am whoever you are."

This answer is plausible.

Although the other party should be the real murderer who killed in the Bruen Castle, they are indeed the person they are looking for.

But the meaning inside and outside is full of careless meaning.

It seemed that no matter who Prince Dracula and the Silver-Backed Wolf King were looking for, he would take over the matter.

And, while talking, the man did not turn around.

Still, he looked up at the oil paintings on the dome.

It seems that their problem is not worth turning around.

The oil painting above is attractive to him far exceeds the threat of the two powerful men behind him.

This lofty attitude made the Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King and Prince Dracula angry.

The two kingly powerful men in the Shadow Inquisition have never been so despised.

Especially, the other party's casual tone.

It seems that they didn't take them to heart at all.

Faced with the siege of two powerful men, I still have time to watch an oil painting.

A great shame and humiliation!

For the Silverback Mad Wolf King and Prince Dracula, this is a very shame.

However, they did not dare to get angry easily.

The other party gives them a sense of threat, which is too powerful.

Facing such a powerful enemy, losing your mind is a very unfortunate mistake.

"You killed the blood clan and wolf clan here?"

Prince Dracula continued to ask, his sharp eyes like two daggers, wishing he could pierce the back.

"Ha, the painting skills are good..."

The other party smiled softly and did not answer.

Still tilting his head, carrying his hands on his back, looking at the oil painting.

"Of course, although this painting is very good, it's a pity that the contents inside are all fake."

He commented on his own, but he did not answer this question.

Because, the answer does not require an answer, everyone knows it.

"Because our Shadow Inquisition sneaked into your Yanhuang people's camp in Siberia, it attracted revenge from your Yanhuang warriors?"

Prince Dracula continued to ask without any rush or impatience.

As soon as he finished speaking, the back finally turned slowly.

He raised his head and looked straight.

That face was surprisingly young.

At the same time, it is also surprisingly familiar.

It is this face that once brought the horror of death to the entire Western world.

Almost every Westerner has watched the video of him killing all over the world and surviving safely in the nuclear explosion.

Even Prince Dracula and the Silverback Mad Wolf King have seen this face in modern imaging equipment.

However, in their eyes, the other party was not afraid.

At best, he is just a top expert.

With strength, the Thirteenth Presiding Judge of the Shadow Trial Court should be even stronger.

But until today, they discovered that their previous inferences were very wrong.

Not to mention the Thirteenth Presiding Judge, even the two kingly strong men are still in a weak position in front of each other.

This is an extremely terrifying enemy and a terrifying opponent.

"Is this the revenge of you Yanhuang warriors?"

Prince Dracula's voice became even colder and more severe.

This castle is his old nest.

Every dead blood clan is his direct descendant.

"Revenge? No...that's all, it's not considered revenge."

The young Yanhuang man shook his head gently and said with a smile: "This is just a little interest for the time being."

“That’s all.”

The calm tone gives people a creepy feeling.

As he finished speaking, his temperament suddenly changed.

It's like a natural overlord, emitting supreme majesty.

**Eight Desolations, invincible.

I am the only one in heaven and earth.

Unparalleled domineering aura fills every inch of space.

The calm eyes burst out with bright light.

His hands are still carrying them.

His expression was as calm as before.

Even the smile on the corner of his mouth was still hanging on his face.

But the temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Interest!"

Prince Dracula's heart sank slightly when he heard the other party's answer.

He could naturally hear the potential meaning of the words.

The Thirteenth Presiding Judge of the Shadow Court, who had washed away the Bruen Castle, had only a little interest.

So, how does the other party want to take revenge?

"You are too arrogant from Yanhuang. This is the West, the world of the Shadow Inquisition and the Holy See, not the world of your warriors."

Prince Dracula was surprisingly patient and did not choose to do it.

Perhaps, he thought the ending of the action would not be very good.

"Yanhuang strong man, I have read the information about you. Your name is Lin Yu!"

Since entering the hall, the Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King spoke for the first time.

"You said that's right, I'm Lin Yu!"

The young Yanhuang man responded with a smile.

As he raised his hands and feet, a hint of domineeringness came.

His eyes were arrogant and he looked around the world.

Extremely domineering and extremely arrogance.

This is the latest impression of Lin Yu by the Silver Back Wolf King and Prince Dracula.

"Mr. Lin Yu, this may be a huge misunderstanding."

Prince Dracula rarely showed weakness, as if he was trying to calm the enemy's anger with sincerity.

Lin Yu looked at him with a smile, not saying anything.

At this moment, the Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King suddenly said gloomyly: "Dracula, don't waste your energy, he knows you are delaying time."

Hearing this, a look of praise flashed through Lin Yu's eyes.

He stood quietly in place, accusing the speculation of the Silverback Mad Wolf King.

"Hate can only be resolved by killing."

While the Silver-Backed Mad Wolf King was talking, the hair on his spine stood up like a steel needle.

The hideous eyes showed a cruel look.

"You are right. Hate can only be resolved by killing. The Bible embraces enemies with love, but it is just a disgusting hypocritical approach. On this point, my point of view is consistent with you."

Lin Yu smiled and said slowly.

The moment he spoke, he slowly moved forward.
To be continued...