Black Dragon, starting from the feast

Chapter 125 Who can kill me? Who dares to kill me?
"Captured by vampires?" Simon was stunned.

The old man was obviously very afraid of Simon, and it was very difficult for him to speak.

Simon continued to ask: "Is there no other person in charge of this church?"

A young man with short brown hair beside the old man swallowed his saliva and answered bravely: "In this church, besides Sister Lilia, there are only some orphans who are taken care of by her."

The old man also asked curiously at this time: "Excuse me, powerful black dragon, what do you want to talk to Lilia about?"

Simon did not answer.

He was thinking about whether to look for other nuns or priests.

But on second thought, the person who was kidnapped might not necessarily help him wholeheartedly. If he rescued the person, the nun named Lilia would at least repay his kindness seriously, even if she was not completely devoted to him.

So he decided to be a hero and save the nun.

Of course, this is not the main reason.

The real reason was that Simon had never seen what a vampire looked like and was very curious.

Thinking of this, Simon asked back: "Where is the vampire?"

The old man was surprised and happy to hear this.

What frightened him was that he was afraid that Lilia would be targeted by the black dragon, but what made him happy was that if the black dragon took action, the vampire would be dead and the other abducted girls would be able to return home.

"It's in the forest to the east. There's an old castle there. Vampires live in it."

The old man pointed in a direction with his skinny hand, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, hoping that the powerful black dragon could kill those damn vampires.

Simon nodded slightly, ignored it, and walked slowly towards the vampire castle.

He was so huge that every step he took seemed to shake the earth.

…………

At this time, a fierce fight was taking place in the vampire's castle.

The three adventurers, armed with weapons, launched a frantic attack on the man in front of them whose face was as pale as snow.

He was merciless in every move, and every attack was intended to kill the opponent.

The three adventurers cooperated well. Two of them used their fighting skills to make the white-faced man reveal his flaws, and the last one threw holy water and sprinkled it on the white-faced man.

This holy water was like a highly poisonous substance. It corroded the white-faced man completely within a few breaths of contact, leaving only a set of clothes falling to the ground.

The three of them looked at each other.

Although the enemy was defeated, no one smiled.

"The next room is the last one. As long as we defeat the vampire inside, we can rescue the girls of Windmill Town."

The three of them suddenly felt tremendous pressure.

They have a heavy responsibility and this operation must succeed and not fail.

The three of them walked forward and pushed open the door.

"Squeak~"

The heavy door slammed shut.

The three of them looked.

Inside is a living room.

An extended dining table was placed in the center, and the girls were sitting around it.

Looking around, aren’t these people the girls who were abducted from Windmill Town?

"Go away, don't come over here!" Sister Lilia immediately reminded.

At this time, a white-faced man came up and put his hand on Lilia's shoulder.

He put his face close to Lilia's ear and showed his sharp fangs: "My lovely nun, your blood is very delicious. I can't bear to kill you directly, but please don't do anything that disgusts me."

Lilia's body trembled, she lowered her head and dared not say anything.

"Vampire, let the girls go and I will spare your life!" an adventurer shouted.

The vampire turned around and waved his hand, and countless cold air swept through.

The adventurer who was speaking was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.

The vampire snorted coldly, with a majestic aura, and the temperature around him dropped sharply: "I am at the peak of the third level, who can kill me? Who dares to kill me?"

The remaining two adventurers were all shocked by the vampire's momentum. Their faces turned pale.

"Third, third level peak?!"

No one expected that there would be a third-level peak vampire in the small Windmill Town.

"I don't like men's blood. Go to hell." As he said that, the vampire was ready to use his moves again to freeze the remaining two adventurers into ice sculptures.

But at this moment, the roof shook and was actually blown open.

Under the sun.

Make the vampire scream and smoke come out of his body.

"Ahhh, who? Who tore down my roof?" the vampire asked, using his black skin to block the sun.

The sudden change left everyone present unable to react.

A huge dragon head suddenly went deep into the castle: "My combat power is 530,000."

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

Simon curled his lips: "No reaction to this?"

"Okay, which one of you is Sister Lilia?"

Simon looked around and finally locked onto Lilia, who was wearing nun clothes: "Hey, is your name Lilia?"

Lilia was terrified, but nodded.

"Very good, come with me." Simon put his hand directly in.

The solid old castle looked like a child's building blocks in front of Simon and was vulnerable to any attack.

"You, what are you going to do to me?"

Lilia wanted to cry but had no tears.

First he was captured by a vampire, and now a black dragon is targeting him.

Moreover, the aura of this black dragon is too terrifying, and it is impossible to sense its strength.

Once you fall into the clutches of the black dragon, you may never be able to escape.

"Do something for me and I'll send you back when you're done." Simon explained.

Lilia breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Black Dragon was easy to talk to.

She climbed up the dragon's claw with difficulty and stood in Simon's palm.

"Wait, this is my food..." the vampire shouted unwillingly.

Lilia's blood was the most delicious she had ever tasted, and he was unwilling to let the black dragon take it away like that.

Simon glanced over and saw that the other person was using his cloak to block the sun, and the places on his body that were exposed to the sun were smoking.

He recognized the other person as a vampire at first sight.

"This is the vampire. Show me what it looks like." Simon thought for a while, put Lilia down first, and then pinched the vampire.

"Pointed ears, white skin, and blood-sucking fangs, it's pretty similar to what I remembered." Simon picked up the vampire and looked at it left and right, just like a child who had found his favorite toy.

The vampire who was so rampant just now was no different from a rag doll in Simon's hands, and he could play with him at will.

"I heard that vampires have bat wings. Why don't you have them?" Simon asked curiously while tearing the vampire's clothes apart.

The vampire was now exposed to the sun, his entire body was smoking and in great pain.

"Oh, I understand. Your blood must be impure. You are definitely not a genuine vampire." Simon suddenly realized and then threw the vampire into his mouth.

[Swallowed extraordinary third-level vampire, body size +0.14 meters]

"Eating a third-level extraordinary vampire can't even increase half a meter. It's true that he is not a real vampire."

Simon shook his head.

The girls and adventurers in the castle were all staring at this scene in a daze.

The extremely powerful vampire didn't even have the ability to resist before being eaten by the black dragon.

(End of this chapter)