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Chapter 662 Dark Night Alliance (Part [-])
Toyotomi Seimei and Jiu Tun-douji are ready to wait for China's revenge, which also means that the onmyoji and ghosts in country R are ready.

As long as Huaxia's Xuanzu takes action, a fierce battle will begin.

And this battle will definitely be more tragic than the last time in Huaxia.

When Toyotomi Seimei and Shuten-douji were discussing how to deal with Huaxia Gengumi's revenge, in an ancient castle in the west, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive at this time.

"Has there been no news from Duke Ryan yet?"

A middle-aged vampire wearing a medieval black long dress and looking like an aristocrat looked at an earl vampire in front of him and asked proudly.

"Report to the prince, no."

"I've called them, but no one answered at all."

"The cell phones of Duke Ryan and Earl Reese are not answered, and the cell phones of Wolf King Paul and Black Witch Haiya are even turned off."

"Other vampires and werewolves can't be contacted either."

It turned out that the middle-aged vampire in front of him was Prince Dracula.

Facing Dracula's question, the young earl vampire said with a bit of fear in his eyes.

Anyone with a brain knows that this situation is abnormal. It is an accident that one person's mobile phone cannot be connected, but everyone cannot be contacted. There is something tricky and problematic.

The current situation can basically prove one thing, that is, something happened to the members of the Dark Night Alliance who went to China.

Dracula shook the blood in the cup, sniffed it gently with his nose, and there was a chill in his eyes.

"Ryan is the Duke of our blood clan, and he is also with Wolf King Paul. Their fighting power is very powerful."

"In Miaojiang, although there are ancient Chinese warriors, even if they encounter them, they cannot defeat them, and it is not a problem to escape."

"Now there is no news at all. Could it be that you have encountered some powerful ancient warrior?"

Before sending Ryan to Miao Jiang, the Dark Night Alliance had already investigated the situation of the forces in Miao Jiang.

According to Dracula's judgment, with the vampires and werewolves he sent, even if they encounter difficult characters, they can retreat without defeat.

But now something like this happened, which made Dracula very angry.

He was not only angry with Ryan and Paul, he was even more angry with his own mistakes.

As the prince of the blood clan and the head of the clan, he made a mistake in judgment, which made Dracula, who has always been arrogant and cruel, feel very embarrassed.

"Dracula, I didn't agree to let them go. Eastern China is a mysterious country."

"In this mysterious country, there are too many unknowns and impossibilities, but you insisted on going your own way and sent these people there."

"Now there is no news about the wolf king Paul in my hand. You have to know how much effort it takes me to cultivate a wolf king."

A middle-aged Caucasian man with a burly figure, more than two meters tall, and lush hair all over his body spoke.

While speaking, the middle-aged white man grabbed an unknown heart from the plate in front of him, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

The entrance of the heart creaked from his bite, and traces of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't wipe it off.

Let the blood flow down the corner of the mouth, drip on the chest, and drip on the carpet.

"Bai Luo, this is my Dracula's castle, not your wolf king's castle, can you pay attention to your manners when eating?"

"I prepared fresh hearts for you, but you ate them so disgustingly. This carpet is a treasure I treasured from the royal family of Country Y. It took me a little bit of strength to get it, and now it's dirty by you."

It turned out that this middle-aged white man was the wolf emperor Bailuo, and the heart he ate was actually human hearts.

"We werewolves are the most authentic, don't talk to me like the hypocritical nobles of the blood race."

"I came here to ask you, my wolf king and a group of subordinates disappeared in Huaxia, what are you going to do next?"

Bai Luo seemed very disdainful of Dracula's words, and he directly grabbed a piece of offal on the plate and continued to eat.

Blood was still dripping onto the carpet drop by drop.

"Savage fellow!"

Looking at Bai Luo who has no eating appearance at all, this kind of eating made Dracula very disgusted in his heart.

If it wasn't for the fact that the two parties were in the cooperative alliance stage, he really wanted to throw Bai Luo out of his castle.

"Oh!"

The gate of the castle was pushed open, and then several men and women came in.

Some of these people who came in wore cloaks and carried wooden staffs.

Some were wearing black armor with long swords around their waists, and some were holding thick books in their hands.

The leaders of these people were an old woman with wrinkled skin riding a big black cat, and an old man in a long black dress with a kind but indifferent eyes on his face.

"Dracula, Bailuo, what's going on, why can't I contact Haiya?"

The old woman appeared in the castle hall and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Nuya, needless to say, most of your witches died in China."

The old man looked at Nuya, the witch leader who was obviously very angry beside him, and said with a faint smile.

Although the old man was smiling, this smile seemed a bit hypocritical.

"Omaden, shut up, you have no place to speak here."

"Incompetent heretics, some of us witches, werewolves, and blood races have gone to China, but none of you heretics have gone."

"Are you proud now, because our power is shrinking, which gives you the opportunity to be the leader of the alliance?"

Omaden, the pagan bishop of the Dark League.

Nuya felt that Omaden was mocking herself, so she was even angrier now, and she didn't give Omaden any face when she spoke.

In Dracula's castle, the leaders of the four strongest components of the Night Alliance are all here.

Putting the names of these four people in any place or organization in the West will cause uproar and fear.

Facing Nuya's anger, Omaden just shrugged his shoulders, smiled and shook his head.

"Okay, stop arguing, I didn't ask you to come here to quarrel."

"You lost a black witch, and I also lost a vampire, and a duke."

"The plan failed this time. I really need to take responsibility, but we must get that thing from Huaxia."

"As long as Cain and Mutu are resurrected, our Dark Night Alliance can dominate the West and the world."

"If you still want to live in the dark and let those superficially righteous demon hunters and churches stand in front of others, then I have nothing to say."

Although the four are the leaders of various forces, in terms of real strength, Dracula is the strongest.

Whether it is influence or personal strength, he is the strongest among the four forces.

Now he is also the leader of the Dark Night Alliance.

When Dracula spoke, everyone fell silent.

It doesn't feel good to be in the dark, they want to live in front of people and be adored and adored.

(End of this chapter)