"When did the Holy Mountain become the center of the world? It's simply strange."
Talik's faces are crowded together, which is quite disturbing to look at.
“Who sent this guy to Bulcaisuo? I also want to consult on something.”
Integra frowned and said.
Silas looked at Tarik with curious eyes.
Is it considered a restrained relationship when a ghost meets a vampire?
 Most ghosts have no blood. I don’t know if vampires can suck blood from ghosts.
  Can any liquid be squeezed out of the ghost's body? The robot might be sucked out a mouthful of engine oil or something like that.
 What can ghosts suck out?
Silas looked at Talik and couldn't help but start to figure out where to insert the straw.
“Vampire, the look in your eyes is a little offensive.”
Talik said angrily.
 Then he looked at the people in front of him and felt a little embarrassed. Damn it, there are only three gatekeepers in the Holy Mountain. Who would have thought that there would be people arriving one after another who would need to be guided.
Talik couldn't help but miss Anderson.
It doesn’t seem that hard to accept having an angel guarding the door.
 “Kahn! Come and take over!”
Talik reluctantly called out to the Barbarian Sword Master.
As a substitute for the gatekeeper, it should be okay to let Kahn look at the gate.
 “A jar of wine!”
Kahn's voice came directly from behind Talik.
The soul of this legendary barbarian quietly stood behind Tarik, holding two long swords in his hands.
 Hooligans and provocateurs.
This set of legends is very strong, and it is normal for it to appear in Kahn's hands.
  After all, there are quite a few professions that can use this pair of legendary swords, but except for barbarians, there are not many professions that are suitable for them.
For example, Karasim, who uses boxing as his main attack method, needs attack speed.
 It’s just that he needs the legendary gloves of Dragon Soul more.
 That's why this set of swords appeared in Kahn's hands.
 “Get out! If you don’t want to, I’ll call Calgiu over!”
Talik turned his head in a twisted posture and looked sideways at Kahn.
 A spark shot out of his nose, looking like a giant dragon.
 “I want two altars!”
 Carju laughed and appeared on the other side, sitting on the ground rubbing the Storm Shield in his hands.
“I’m quitting, but I have to share one of your two jars of wine with you, Calgiu!”
 After Kahn said these words, he turned around and left.
Talik was left staring at Kalju with his eyes widened and his teeth chattering.
"Kahn, come back here! One jar at a time!"
Talik viciously slashed Kalju's throat, but Kalju's smile became hateful.
 “If the price goes up, I want three altars!”
Kahn met Tarik’s slap with a slap, and clapped his hands in mid-air as an oath.
It’s just that this time the high-five was a little loud, so Tegula had to pick his ears.
　　“You two bastards are plotting against me!”
Talik grabbed Jill by the collar and walked toward the Elders' Temple while spraying venom.
 He was not going to continue arguing about the price.
 He finally understood that Kahn and Kalju were in the same group.
 Integra said nothing and walked behind Talik.
 Following behind him is Silas who is constantly looking at his surroundings.
A little further away, Banal was pinching the husky's mouth to prevent the dog from barking.
Banaar is always crazy, and all carnivorous guys are his imaginary enemies.
Although he is not afraid of powerful enemies, his children are not capable of this.
In front of the gate of the Holy Mountain, Kahn dug a hole from the ground nonchalantly and pulled out three jars from inside.
 Then he left an altar on the ground and disappeared immediately.
The wine now belonged to him, and now he was going to dig a hole to hide his wine away from the sight of that bastard Madoc.
 Wait until the next time it manifests itself before drinking.
 What is left belongs to Kalju.
“I’m going to find Bulcaisuo tonight to lend some relief to my anger, otherwise I won’t trust you to keep my half jar of wine.”
Kalju shouted at the top of his lungs to Kahn.
 Then he turned his head and glared at Nick Fury.
“I’ve heard your name, Nick Fury. Steve is a very good young man, how did you manage to make him have no trust in you?”
Calgiu stood calmly in front of the wine jar, blocking Nick Fury's sight and asked.
Nick Fury feels a little over the top. There is no way he would steal drinks from a group of dead souls.
Although he really wanted to take a jar and study it.
“Perhaps he didn’t see what I saw.”
Nick Fury said calmly.
　　With one eye fixed firmly on Kalju in front of him.
Barnar, on the other hand, held the husky and turned his head to look behind him.
 Dracula is in this place.
This is the area within the gate of the Holy Mountain. Anyone who can appear here directly has at least obtained Bulkesso's permission.
 “You have a dangerous look in your eyes, vampire.”
Barnar loosened his grip on the dog's mouth, and the husky began to purr.
 Biological intuition is sometimes really hard to explain.
At least this husky can feel the threat from the vampire in front of him.
“Don’t worry, I won’t suck blood from that puppy, even though I hate dogs.”
Dracula smiled, a bit evil and mad.
 What vampires hate is not dogs, but werewolves.
 After all, when he was killed by Van Helsing, who was transformed by Gabriel, the guy looked like a human and a dog.
"You are not here just to gossip with me. If you plan to find Bulcaisel, just follow Talik. There is no need to waste time with me."
Barnar's eyes flashed with a red light.
 The body is slightly swollen.
 He does not have a good attitude towards the existence of vampires.
“Of course I know, it’s just that there seems to be something familiar to me in your saint.”
To be continued...