Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

"Shua, Shua, Shua!"

A flash of cold light flashed across the two blood slaves in an instant, and the arms of the two blood slaves were cut off. The wounds were frozen instantly, and the blood did not flow out. The blood slave realized something was wrong and wanted to escape, but the ice damage made his body stiff.

Paris, who was caught up before taking two steps, stabbed his heart with a sword, and a layer of ice instantly formed on the stabbed part. Paris gently pulled out the sharp sword, and the blood slave's heart had been shattered into countless pieces. ice slag.

"You are also blood race? It's just some defective products."

"Papa papa!"

A burst of crisp applause came from the passage, and Paris turned to look at the figure.

"You are skilled, and your weapon is from a mysterious shop."

In the dim light, Allen could see the speaker clearly—wearing a tuxedo, with a delicate bat badge pinned to his left chest, short blond hair, green eyes, a handsome appearance with a hint of evil, and a pale face , looks like a middle-aged man who is recovering from a serious illness, a typical aristocratic dress.

There was still a scent of perfume on the body, but Paris could distinguish the smell of blood under the cover of the perfume.

Paris tightened his weapon and did not speak. He was very aware of the strength of the real vampires, the unmatched speed of human beings. Once they found your flaws, they would give you a fatal blow without hesitation.

"Since you have the items from the mysterious shop in your hand, the mysterious certificate is also on you." The vampire did not attack immediately, but asked in a leisurely manner.

"It is indeed in my hands."

"What, you want?"

"That's right, as long as you hand over the mysterious voucher to me, I'll let you go today, and even give you a first embrace, so that you can become a noble vampire instead of a lowly vampire." The vampire heard A gleam burst out of Paris's eyes.

"Not enough. If you want mysterious certificates, these alone are not enough." Paris shook his head and said.

"Okay, then what do you want?" The vampire said confidently with a sure-fire expression.

"Money, a woman, or power? Or a longer life? These are all fine, as long as you hand over the mysterious certificate, all of these can be discussed."

"Can you give me all these?"

"certainly.

"The vampire nodded proudly.

"But I don't want these, can I change them?" Paris said with twinkling eyes.

"For another one, what do you want?" Hearing what Paris said, the vampire frowned and looked at Paris and said.

"I want..." Paris looked to the side, and the vampire turned his head suspiciously following Paris's gaze.

"I want it, your life!" With a loud shout, Paris raised the azure rose in his hand and started to grab it.

"Bang bang bang!"

The firing pin activated the primer, the smoke spread, and the bullets with frost damage shot towards the vampire in an instant.

The moment Paris shot, an afterimage appeared on the vampire's body and he dodged. The bullet hit the wall behind him, and a layer of frost appeared on the wall.

"How dare you refuse the kindness of the great Foster. I will suck your blood dry, turn you into the lowest blood slave, and then forgive your actions until you die."

Foster, who dodged the attack, became extremely ferocious, with sharp canine teeth exposed, a pair of black bat-like wings appeared behind him, blood red eyes, and an elongated head, which looked like a huge bat.

"Dirty bedbugs, scum that can only hide in the dark." Paris taunted him coldly.

"You're looking for death!" Foster's figure disappeared in a flash, and Paris, who had been tense all the time, slashed behind him without looking back.

"The response is quick!"

"However, mortals are mortals after all!"

The voice suddenly came from behind, and Paris even felt a chill in his ears. Before he had time to think about it, a roll and then a turn was a sword, but before he could cut the sword down, his wrist was grabbed by a cold palm.

The cold palm was like a pair of iron pliers, and the pain in the wrist immediately made Paris loosen his sword hand, and the glacier fell directly to the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

Without taking care of his arm, Paris pulled out the blue rose with his left hand, fired three shots at the vampire who was close at hand, and fired the remaining three bullets in the pistol instantly. Regarding the power of this pistol, Paris knew very well that even a vampire would suffer a big loss if he was hit.

But a scene that surprised him appeared. A shield that seemed to be made of blood suddenly appeared in front of the vampire in front of him. The bullet hit the blood shield, freezing it, and then the blood shield shattered, turning into ice slag on the ground. cause him any harm.

"The weapon is good, but it's a pity that it missed!" Foster looked at Paris proudly, and then pressed his palm hard.

"Kacha!" With a crisp sound, the whole arm was snapped off by the vampire, and the arm was folded at an exaggerated angle. The arm was broken abruptly, and Paris wailed in pain.

"To be honest, I'm very disappointed in you!"

"What tricks do you have now? If not, then become my blood slave!"

"Hahaha, I'm already looking forward to it, what you will look like after you become a blood slave, a demon hunter blood slave, it's exciting just thinking about it."

Looking at Pastor who couldn't help howling, Fortes laughed wildly, then stretched out his arms, directly grabbed Paris rolling on the ground, and opened his terrifying mouth full of fangs to bite directly.

"Ah! Damn reptile, dare to hurt the great blood!"

Just when the vampire was about to bite Paris's neck, a mouthful of liquid with a pungent garlic smell was spit directly on the vampire's face.

Ordinary garlic can't kill vampires, but this highly concentrated garlic essence is highly poisonous to vampires. The defenseless Fortes screamed and let go of his arm, the skin was stained with garlic essence There was a sizzling sound, and bursts of stench came out, and soon his skin began to fester, revealing the dark bones inside.

Enduring the severe pain, Paris grabbed the glacier sword that had fallen to the ground, and stabbed the rolling vampire continuously. The stabbed place froze quickly, and finally cut off his ugly head with a sword. The vampire's body twitched a few times, then completely collapsed, and then directly turned into a team of decayed skeletons.

"Bah, bah, bah." Seeing that the vampire was completely dead, Paris kept spitting. The smell of garlic essence made him feel like he was going to die immediately. Before he could deal with the injury, Paris grabbed a glass of beer and drank it down. Then frantically gargle.