Count Quinir's ignorant words caught the attention of the vampires and the soldiers, who looked disdainful and the soldiers motioned to Count Quinnir to speak quietly and not to anger the killers.

Count Quinnir frowned slightly when he saw this strange situation, but those vampires would not let go of this lord, and with a movement of their hands, a blood ball was condensed from the soldiers who fell to the ground and attacked Count Quinnir. Count Quinnier was keenly aware that something was wrong, and his body faded in an instant and disappeared in place!

"Huh~" The attacking vampire count let out a soft sigh, obviously not expecting things to change like this. Then Count Quinnir reappeared, his face solemn, obviously these vampires are not as he thought, just some small shrimp, these are obviously big fish!

"Who are you?" Count Quinnier felt that something was wrong, how could such a small temple of his own be qualified to attract so many Buddhas, these guys did not go to Perkin Harbor to commit murder, and came to their own territory, and he didn't believe it without a little twists and turns!

However, these vampire counts are all arrogant people, how can Count Quinnier answer whatever he asks. On the contrary, because of this hazy feeling, Count Quinnir has a lot of thoughts in his heart, and sometimes he is clever and mistaken by cleverness, which makes Count Quinil feel that the other party's goal is to fight the god of thieves?

After all, the god of thieves, Meske, doesn't have a good reputation! A thief, this title can no longer bring good impressions! Not to mention a group of thieving gods, which is really infamous to describe it as inappropriate! Therefore, although he claims to be the god of the neutral camp, there is nothing to eat in the three camps, and although it is not enough for everyone to shout and beat, no one wants to get too close to him. The only one who has a good relationship with him is the murder god Ciric, anyway, Raphael remembers that if history continues, this partner of Meske will still pit him at critical moments, especially after he made a wedding dress!

It can be said that it is a model of helping to count money after being sold!

The more Count Quinnir thought about it, the more he felt that it was very likely, although he had never heard that the gods had anything to do with vampires, but according to the urine nature of this adult, it was really not impossible to have something to do with it!

The vampire count will not give Count Quinnir too much time to think, the movement of his hand changed, 'Blood Fury', Count Quinnir felt that the blood in his body began to beat restlessly, knowing that it was the other party who stumbled on him again, he didn't dare to hesitate, launched the magic 'Shadow Transfer', his body shook, fell to the ground, and moved backwards quickly, and his own foundation was estimated to be able to give up!

The vampire Count was a little unhappy when he saw that his two attacks had failed, his dark red eyes stared at the place where Count Quinnir had disappeared, and his body moved and fell in front of a tall tree that was growing well, and a thin sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he stabbed directly into the trunk of this big tree without thinking about it.

A painful wail followed, and a blood stain flowed from the trunk of the tree, and those who didn't know thought it was an old tree that had become a spirit! In fact, this blow hit the body of Count Quinir, if it weren't for Count Quinir's agility enough to use the 'Shadow Jump' at the most critical moment, so that the damage to the body was minimized, if the reaction was slower, the back hand of the vampire Count followed, Count Quinnir might have been hit the spot, and the result was self-evident!

Some of them walked on the road to the secret passage of the manor, Count Quinnier's face turned a little blue, the thin sword just now was coated with poison, although in the first moment, Count Quinnir had already drunk a bottle of antidote, but from the effect it didn't seem so useful!

"These damn vampires!" Count Quinnir cursed in a low voice, and suddenly, a black shadow darkened the road in front of him, and he didn't look up, his body rolled forward quickly, and a crater exploded behind him, and the stone hit his body with a slight pain, but because of the poisoning, this pain was not very obvious.

The vampire count didn't say anything, he raised his hand and there was another sword, he really didn't bother to talk to this kind of rat who only knew how to escape, this sword was fast, it was fast that Count Quinnir couldn't dodge!

However, Count Quinnir was prepared, holding a black ball in his hand, and quickly threw it out, a black mist filled the between, this is the 'Shadow Pearl' that can shield the enemy's perception, and it is a means of escape for Meske to give these believers! The vampire count frowned, lowered his eyes, raised his hands slightly, and one by one the black dependents jumped out of his hands, their slender bodies like foxes and wolves, and the wind under their feet, rushing out.

"Ahh A cry of pain came from not far away, and the vampire count smiled disdainfully, although there was something interesting about this human, it was obviously a little short of escaping from his hands!

But in the next second, the vampire count will regret his contempt!

Suddenly!

A hand was attached to his throat, this hand came so fast, so weird, as if he was supposed to be somewhere, and when he looked closely, it was a black silk mask, the vampire count didn't know what it meant, but his sixth sense clearly told him that this thing was very dangerous! Extreme danger!

I wanted to leave by transferring, but the hand above my throat was tighter, although he didn't need to breathe, even if his throat was crushed, it wouldn't cause him fatal pain, but this hand seemed to have magical power, so that he couldn't get out of it at all!

The black mist began to dissipate, and the vampire count saw the true face of his opponent, who turned out to be the human who had been abused by himself just now?! If anything, he wears a long cloak and an extra black silk mask.

"It's really a waste, you can't do such a simple thing, and you still need me to save you!" This guy muttered to himself, making the vampire count look at Count Quinnir with some confusion, not far away, the dependents he had just summoned fell to the ground, he secretly mobilized the magic power in his body, 'manipulate the heart', such a close use of blood magic can make the power of blood magic get a great increase!

However, to the vampire's surprise, his blood magic didn't work at all! How could such a thing happen? This guy in front of him is still a person after all, how can he be completely exempt from the damage caused by blood magic?

Count Quinil, or more accurately, Meske, the god of thieves! At the last moment, Count Quinnir took out the holy relics given to him by Meske and summoned Meske, the god of thieves! There are a lot of thieves under Maxke's men, but there are not many nobles, and the location of Perkin Harbor is good, and Maxke really doesn't want this guy to die here!

"Little bats? Have you had enough? This sentence came out of the mouth of the Count of Quinir, which was a great contrast, after all, he was a character who was abused by blood just now!

"Who are you?!" The vampire count finally spoke, but his voice was hoarse, like a broken gong. And he grabbed his hands on the hands of Count Quinir, and then kicked Count Quinnier's body with his feet, but this behavior was like a dying drowning man constantly fluttering his hands and feet, and the actual effect was very small!

"You don't need to know who I am, tell me, what is your purpose?" Count Quinnir increased the force on his hand, making the vampire count even more painful, because streaks of dark gray gas penetrated into his body along Count Quinnier's hand!

"We ......" The vampire count was about to speak, but was interrupted.

I saw that Count Quinir's gaze seemed to penetrate the manor and look in the direction outside the territory, "Huh? It's kind of interesting! The force of his hand increased, and the dark gray gas violently rolled the vampire count's body, and then peeled off his body piece by piece like a piece of paper, which was definitely not a good way to die!

"Interesting!" Then he looked at a place in the manor again, and the little fox, who was getting the treasure, suddenly felt his body cold, and looked around vigilantly, but did not find the slightest.

"Quinnir, do it yourself. I can't come out to save you every time you're in danger, I'm not your servant, if I don't do what I told you, you know the consequences! Count Quinnir said this, and then his whole body collapsed to the ground, and he inhaled heavily, a big toad!

"Thank you, Quinir, I will definitely try to do what you have told!" Count Quinnir tightly grasped the black silk mask in his hand, which was the holy emblem of Meske, the god of thieves!

……

Outside the territory of Count Quinir, a new group of guests came, and the believers of the three gods finally caught up with the end of this scene, and they were all relieved to see that the people above the territory were not harmed, they all felt that they were not too late!

"Don't rejoice too soon!" Archbishop Elvis said out loud, this short sentence made the hearts of everyone present nervous, from this sentence it can be known that they came a little late!

"Quickly set up the Light of Punishment Barrier around this territory, and none of the vampires who appeared here today will be able to escape!" Archbishop Elvis's words were very cold, without the slightest emotion. Also, the destruction of Perkin Harbor by the vampires, the inhabitants of Perkin Harbor have been killed and injured, which really shows the incompetence of these temples!

If it weren't for the Red Knight's gods, they would have become a big joke for these heretical creatures to swagger in and out again! What a ridiculous shame!

"Yes!" Several bishops around nodded yes, and then used flying means to quickly spread an enchantment around the entire town, the Light of Punishment Enchantment, which is an enchantment with offensive power, which must be cast by several bishop-level clerics, and through the replenishment of holy power, it can cause continuous damage to the chaotic camp creatures within the enchantment! And it can produce an effect similar to that of a city wall, only if all the holy power in the bodies of these bishops is consumed, otherwise these creatures of the chaotic camp will not be able to get out of it!

Although the undead claim to be a type of neutral creature, their subjective judgment is completely a type of chaotic camp creature!

The three archbishops walked briskly to the Count of Quinnier's manor with the rest of the clergy, believing that the magician named Jerome Lloyd would not die so easily, even though they were late. The hatred of magicians has made them also very deep in the study of magicians, and there is a saying that the people who know you best are often your enemies!

This kind of young magician who came out of the family and trained it, there are few things on his body that can defend themselves, so they don't believe it, although there may not be anything prepared to cause harm to these heretical creatures, but the preparation for escape is definitely indispensable. Because of this, not to mention these mage families, the temple personnel they trained have always prepared objects for escape when they go out to practice.

After all, if you really encounter an opponent who can't be beaten, even if you are prepared to attack the object sufficiently, it will be messed up at that time, and it is better to prepare the most reliable thing, which is the thing used to escape. Only by living can a person have his future, and this kind of favored member must be a person whose family will never want to be harmed.

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"Damn, how did the people from the temple come here so quickly?!" Maxwell Vaintu sensed it when the three archbishops entered the territory, and he could also feel that the strength of the people who came was very strong! Even he has the illusion that he is on his back! This is his sixth sense to tell himself how dangerous the enemy is, and Maxwell Vaughntu believes in his sixth sense because it has saved himself many times when he is in danger!

"No, we can't let all the seedlings of the family die here!" This was Maxwell Vaughn's first thought.

"Quick, you guys get out of here with those young seedlings, and the magician and the people of these temples will be resisted by us old men!" Maxwell Vaughntu looked at a few middle-aged vampire counts and said aloud.

"What about Higuain Vaughntu? Be sure to get him out of here, I'm here to announce that he's the next patriarch of our Vauntu family! Maxwell Vaintu has not forgotten the wonderful son of Higuain Vaughantu at this time.

"Patriarch, I didn't see him!" The words of the vampire count on the side made Maxwell Vaughntu feel a chill that went deep into the bone marrow!