Favnier jumped down from the airship in the sky, followed by a white light ball. He hit the top of Big Ben, which was already covered by raging fire, and knocked out a huge hole with the intact spire. The huge impact force combined with the raging fire and explosion below, Big Ben's bell tower made a terrifying cracking sound and began to collapse.
More than half of the 98-meter-high tower collapsed, but miraculously, the upper half of the building and the huge clock face remained tenaciously intact, besides the big hole that Favnier hit. Favnier sat on the edge of the top of the tower, and the light ball beside him turned into a little white dog lying on the side. At the same time, the huge airship in the sky exploded violently, and then became a huge ball of fireballs that hit the ground...
"The major, the trash, got what he wished? He can finally 'dead' in a 'great war'... What a ridiculous guy, 'great war'? It's just a crazy massacre, just a piece of goods with the Special Operations Team." Favnier muttered at the huge fireball on the ground.
Looking from him, countless blood-colored wooden stakes had been established in Trafalgar Square, with shadows piercing many figures. The blood flowing on the square completely violated the laws of physics. These particularly bright blood flowed in all directions, constantly forming blood-red necromancers from the sea of blood to pull the living creatures and even vampire soldiers into it. When these unlucky guys appeared again, they could only scream completely uncontrollable on the wooden stakes that pierced from their anus to their mouths, and they seemed extremely light and hoarse because of the destruction of the vocal cords.
"The Puncturer... is indeed the Son of the Dragon... Dragura deserves the meaning of this name." Favnier sighed, enjoying this spectacular scenery that seemed like hell.
The huge fallen fireball finally completely touched the ground. A man with only a few burning strips of cloth on his body walked out of the fireball, but the tattoos on his body shone brightly and began to rotate constantly. The man walked to the other "people" who were already standing in this sea of blood and clasped them as a tribute.
"Bald donkey..." Favnier tsk in his mouth, "Tang Monk's bald donkey's meat is quite good. I wonder how this bald donkey is?" He stroked the head of the little white dog beside him, and thought to himself as he touched his chin.
At this time, the fight had already started.
The bald donkey tattooed with countless bald ass and heavenly girls fought with the golden retriever priest whom Favnier had seen in an extremely strong posture. Both sides beat each other with short weapons, but it seemed that they could not cause much harm to the other party.
"It's really ugly to hit... It's great if you just use your fists. Maybe the knife is not as hard as your fists. Are you two intentionally fighting?" Favnier looked at it, and found a piece of peanut chocolate from somewhere and started eating. "Xiaobai, you can't eat it! Chocolate is poison to puppies! This way, I'll take you to eat meat later!"
At this time, in the center of the Blood Sea, a guy who was formerly called Dragula and others also had a life and death. This monster, known as Dragula, seemed to be interested in the current highest point in London - the semi-collapsed Big Ben. This monster seemed to be standing at the highest point to welcome the next battle...
"What an eye-opener guy! How great it would be to stay below and complete the plot battle and die.... I have to make some trouble for me." Favnier muttered, looking at Dragula in the distance, and the eyes of both sides intervened.
Dragula rolled up countless blood, forming a huge blood-colored curtain, and ignored the gravity and rolled it back onto the Big Ben.
"Get down! Are you called Dragula? Go downstairs and finish your performance! And then eat bento!"
"My name is Akater!" The man wearing glasses turned into a sea of blood with countless eyes and came over, but in front of Favnier it was like the Red Sea separated by Moses, divided into two blood waves and flowed past Favnier.
The sea of blood gathered again to Akater. He made a sharp scream. He grabbed his hands and seemed to be trying to use some trick. At this time, Favnier casually kicked Akater off the tower...
This handsome and weird man, the prince of Wallachia, and the King of Dead, rolled down the tower in a gurgling manner. When the vampire king stood up again in a mess, the tattooed bald donkey on the other side had already completed the battle and approached.
The tattooed man did not notice Favnier at all - "Discover me? It depends on your ability to be aware of me. To be honest, it is better not to see mine. Even if your head, the bald donkey, has to admit that he is unlucky when he sees me. It is better not to see mine..." Favnier was still sitting on the edge and looking down.
However, there are always small errors in his wishes - the sky-eye power cannot see Favnier, but the naked eye can... The man with a bald donkey tattoo looked up and saw Favnier... but his attention was always on Akat in front of him, and he could not pay attention to Favnier for the time being.
Akater's attention was not on the tattooed man either. He wanted to gather his strength again and kill the annoying "thing" that kicked him down! Akater could completely realize that the "person" sitting on the tower in front of him was not a form seen by the naked eye, but a more ferocious thing.
Akater reached out to the sky and snapped his fingers, and the sea of blood in London began to flow backwards... The sea of blood that flowed back from all directions had only one central point - Akater.
The tattooed man inspired the halo without hesitation...
The halo that meshed each other in one breath covered the scope of the naked eye. "The six realms of reincarnation? Isn't it a mandala in the Vajra Realm? Boy, your bald donkey is still saved!" Favnier began to shout in surprise.
When the sea of blood began to flow back heavily...Favnier stood up, "The guy who claimed to be Akater was actually Dragula! Thank you for providing me with drinks..." As Favnier's voice he jumped down from the tower.
When Favnier landed, a hazy phantom flashed behind him, and as the phantom flashed, all the sea of blood disappeared with a "pierce" sound...
"What is this?! It seems like a bird-shaped thing?" Akater and the tattooed man opened their eyes at the same time and shouted, "This is unscientific! My sea of blood!" The shouts of the two people were almost exactly the same...
Favnier burped, and the expression on his face seemed to be like he was drunk with too much water... "Hey? Aren't you going to fight to the death?" Favnier said to the two people in front of him.
"Fight to the death?"
"Hey? This guy, aren't you here to fight this vampire and get something back? But I see your bones are amazing, your appearance is special, and your tattoo is very creative... Moreover, because your six realms of reincarnation have not reached the level of a mandala in the Vajra Realm, they are a bald donkey that can be saved... How about it? Is it interesting to leave the world of bald donkey? Don't want to? Brother, you have peach blossoms on your face and have the appearance of a woman! I'm afraid you are practicing this way.
What can't be done with bald donkey.........What? What you are practicing Tantric Buddhism? You are indeed a man! Did the Ming Concubine find it? I think you should pay attention to the hatchet!! I vaguely see your fate, it seems that it is taboo to see the hatchet...." Favnierro said a lot of words, which made the man in front of him seem to be stunned - but it is probably this man who is urging his skills to "fight to the death" with Favnier who has snatched the sea of blood!
"Brother, I think you seem to want to fight... It's just a sea of blood... Is it related to women? Good! Death for girls and girls! Isn't men fighting for a man just for a coward... Good man! It's true that it's a bald donkey! The monk is so beautiful that he doesn't bully me! But why don't you make fun of the genius like other bald donkeys?" Favnier just spoke up here, and the tattooed man on the opposite side had already punched him.
Favnier coughed, spit out a soft white ball of light and directly hit the tattooed man... The ball of light exploded, and countless spirits just blurred him.
"Sorry, I don't like eating souls. But you are a practitioner of the Bald Donkey Way, so you should be able to endure this calmly."
The tattooed man was stunned for a long time, and immediately released his halo in a hurry and began to force his soul into his body desperately.
"Woman... It turns out that bald donkeys will fight for women too. Hey, Akat over there, right? Don't run away." Favnier stretched out his hand, and Akat, who was nearly 2 meters tall, suddenly became as big as a 12-inch figure, and was pinned by Bo Fu in the palm of his hand.
"Prince Valachia? What do you refuse to admit? Don't you want to be Dragula? It's so boring, I want to meet the Castlevania. Forget it! You'd better die." It's like a soap bubble bursting, Akater or Dragula turned into a broken human form and then became ashes.
Favnier shook the ashes on his hand and looked at the tattooed man who had already collected half of his soul on the other side. Behind the man a woman appeared a woman who was helping him collect the souls that were scattered around...
"Your wife? I think you should have several wives on your face? This is the big wife? It looks pretty good. No wonder you want to practice joy." Favnier walked away with a smile. As for what the two men and women who were facing a great enemy would do after he left, he no longer had much interest in caring...
"The main god who cheats! This is the world of C-level?! The guy in front of him is already at least eight stars, okay? I can't estimate his limit at all!! What? Discover unknown xx, reward one A-level plot, 10,000 points? Branch mission: Capture unknown xx in front of him, 1 ss plot, reward one point reward of 15,000,000?! I don't want to die yet!!!" This is the roar that the tattooed man made in his heart when he saw the handwriting on the bracelet!
Favnier waved and a little white dog barked and followed.
"Discover S-level combat creatures! Reward points of 500!" This is the second time that the bracelet has reported reward points...
"It's just a dog...it's just a dog, what!! Have you ever seen a nine-star pet dog?!"
"Hey, hey, little white-faced. Oh, I'm sorry, and the little white-faced wife on the other side. I'm sorry." With a sentence, Favnier tore off one of the tattooed man's arm and then took a bite...
"Ah! It's far worse than Tang Monk's meat! It's completely uneatable!" Favnier complained, and then in the tattooed man's eyes that had forgotten the pain, he grabbed the broken arm on the tattooed man. At this time, the woman was already screaming and waving her big knife and slashing at Favnier.
"Your mist still loves you very much... and you are lucky. OK, just a piece of meat, you won't be angry, right? This is the tradition of your bald donkey path." Favnier ignored the big knife he cut down, and the big knife stopped in the air and broke into countless spiritual fragments. "The little girl think about it first when she chops people in the future, and I suggest you use a hatchet."
Favnier made a gesture, and the man and the woman suddenly turned into a meteor in the sky and "left" the world.
"Okay, the time is over. If you stay there, the world will immediately be unable to withstand my power. Xiaobai, let's go."
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