I want to be happy

The feeling came suddenly, and the gargoyle, which was fine, froze inexplicably. Before it could react, the huge stone statue creaked and slammed heavily towards the black-robed mage.

In front of the gargoyle's height of nearly two meters and its stout body, the figure of the black-robed mage was pitifully thin.With such a close distance between the two, the gargoyle was already approaching the head of the black-robed mage in less than a blink of an eye.

However, the black robe seemed to be stunned, standing there motionless.

At the moment of time, a figure rushed in with the whistling wind, and blasted away the gargoyle with his fist. His punch was so clever that the wind and force of the fist never touched the black-robed mage at all.

The gargoyle slammed into the wall fiercely, and a large piece of the extremely solid stone wall was forcibly dented!

Looking at the gargoyle again, there was a long and deep crack at the waist. Under the eyes of everyone, the upper half of his body slowly slipped from the crack at the waist and fell to the ground.

A silence.

The black-robed mage remained motionless throughout, and he didn't even raise his eyes to see who the savior was.

And the eyes of the vampires are fixed on the stone statues. Their stone ghosts, after a brief resurrection, died, fell in two, and could no longer recover. Surprise, and then loss, everything happened so fast that they didn't even have time to chew. The taste of surprise.

If the vampires are just disappointed, then Nakromank Wizd is desperate in his heart, extremely excited and excited, and then the tragic scene in front of him, with ups and downs, Nakromak's body hidden in his robe His hand trembled slightly, he didn't even think about it, he was almost hit by the stone statue, in his opinion, the stone statue was far more important than being injured by himself, and he has the ability of atomization, which can transform into an incorporeal body in an instant. There will be no fatal injury.With such a mentality, it is necessary for him to feel a little gratitude and affection for the person who punched.That is obviously impossible.

Relatively speaking, he wants to give the person who broke the gargoyle a little bit of power!

Finally taking a step forward, Necromank Wizd swiftly threw himself at the stone statue that fell on the ground, touching it lightly with his fingers, his whole body was trembling, looking as if his beloved lover had passed away. The werewolves who had to come shuddered.

And the wolf king Leo, who punched out with good intentions, rubbed his hands in embarrassment. At that time, the werewolves had just rushed downstairs.If he wanted to break through from the outside of the crowd to the inside at once, and successfully split the stone statue that was about to crush the mage, only he had the strength.

However, now, he doubted whether he should punch, from the point of view of the person involved.It seemed that he hoped that he would not make a move.

"Thank you, Lord Wolf Emperor, for your help." Following the noble voice of the vampire patriarch, the vampires finally returned to their souls collectively.They all lowered their heads to adjust their appearance, raised their heads and held their chests high.He saluted the patriarch gracefully and consciously made way.

Leo, who was down the steps, smiled and said, "It should."

Eslant Sengeyunari glanced at everyone present one by one, and then glanced at the mage in black robe squatting there.There was a sneer in his eyes.Regarding the resurrection of the gargoyle, he is at most a little curious. From the perspective of interests, he prefers that the gargoyle continue to squat on the stone foundation obediently.

Necromank Wizzard has ambitions.He is capable, but mentally, he can only be described as childish and stupid. As the patriarch of the vampire clan, he will never let such a fool make too much trouble.

As for the ambition of the black-robed mage about the blood-sucking race to dominate the human world again, it is actually just a joke, and he does not look at it. Over the years, the elites of the blood-sucking race have been wiped out one after another, whether it is the Holy See or human technology. It will cause fatal damage to the vampires. In this case, only his vampires still live affluent and comfortable lives. They don't have to hunt hard, and they have a steady stream of delicious blood from all over the world.

Sometimes, not only strong power can gain status and honor, some power, combined with money and wisdom, is enough for him to live the life he wants for hundreds of years-more luxurious than a real noble Banquet, clothing, collection, enjoyment...

Apart from occasional boredom, he is quite content with life.

The gargoyle was resurrected and died, and it was quite interesting. The Marquis lamented irrelevantly, and sympathized half-truthfully in his heart: Poor Necromank Wiszd~~~~ Well, During this period of time, we need to find something for him to do, so as to reduce his sense of shock, lest he go crazy and lose his mind.

If it wasn't for Heipao being the only mage among the vampires, why would he keep cleaning up the mess for a fool?

Hiding his impatience, Escalante had a gentle smile on his face. Under the bright light, his smile seemed to emit a faint radiance, which fascinated the vampires around him with admiration. He bowed his head in admiration. Among the vampires, the stronger the strength, the more beautiful the appearance, the higher the charm. Undoubtedly, their patriarch is the most noble and elegant model.

"Bring the gargoyle back to the mage's room. The mage must study carefully what caused the gargoyle to resurrect and malfunction."

Raising his head suddenly, Necromank Wizzard really wanted to scold himself for being stupid, why is he still wasting his time here, he should go to unlock the secret of the gargoyle!

Or, those people who were present at the beginning knew something, the eyes hidden in the black robe stared at Iron Fist and the others, staring at those people felt as if an ice cube was piercing them.

Necromank smiled with satisfaction, hehe, now that the patriarch of the werewolf clan is here, it is inconvenient for him to do anything, so when he looks back, he must find a way to dig out something from the minds of those people!

"Why, what's going on?" A faint voice with a smile came from the stairs, and Sha Ling, the suzerain of the Natural Sect, walked down the stairs calmly.

Behind Sha Ling, followed closely by Li Zhijin, Danny, and Wu Gu, with downcast eyes. Before his feet, Dong trotted to open the way.Zhao Wang and the others who were hiding behind Iron Fist could hardly hold back their smiles.