Down's Manor, Downey secretly returned here without disturbing anyone.

Many people's eyes were attracted by the Battle of New York, but this did not include the people from the Down Manor that participated in the war. Many people came back, silent, and even walked with caution.

In a secluded cottage in the huge manor, Donny quietly walked in and gently closed the door.

In the dim room, there were a series of depressing coughs.

"This is not like your temper. When did you become so careful?" The old bartender coughed, his face felt withered, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and his eyes were also inward, with black.

His hands covering his mouth were like skinny skeletons.

"Hmph, I naturally didn't need to be careful in this way before, but now it's not possible. I'm really worried that if you use some force when closing the door, you'll be shocked to death."

Donnie hummed twice, waved his hand quietly to the dark, dispersed the undead soldiers who were caring, dragged a chair to the hospital bed, and sat on it with a big golden knife.

Or, pretending to be a big golden sword and looking very careless.

He wanted to create the atmosphere the same as before, but that was impossible.

Donnie looked at him in a demigod way. The old man's body had declined to the extreme, and it was still declining, and it would probably not last for a few days.

The spirit is losing, and the light of the soul is also firmly disappearing with the body.

Probably not far from death...

A trace of complexity flashed in Donnie's eyes, "I said, old guy, I really won't think about it anymore? As long as you nod your head now, even if the bastard of Death comes from the realm of God, I can still grab you back from him."

The old bartender sneered and shook his head silently.

You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, and you can never keep a person who is determined to die.

Even if you have great strength, it is useless.

There are too many ways to save the old bartender, such as super serum, time gemstones, cloning and limb reconstruction technology... As long as the soul is useless and completely destroyed, as long as the timeline preserved by the old wine does not collapse, everything is possible, it is nothing more than the cost.

But this old guy felt that he had lived enough and there was nothing he could do.

"We've known each other for five years..." The old bartender coughed with difficulty.

"Who knows, I never calculate such troublesome and meaningless things." Donnie's tone was a bit irritable. He really didn't want to face such things, but he had to face them.

"Hey, it's still not changed..." The old bartender glanced at Donnie jokingly. The young man who was becoming more and more steady could still vaguely see the shadow of that impulsive guy, which made a trace of remembrance flash in the old bartender's eyes.

In five years, a lot of things happened. What impressed the old bartender the most was not the destruction of the vampire kingdom, but one day five years ago, he was kidnapped by a confused egg who broke in rashly in the bar.

"By the way, there is one thing I want to tell you." Donnie paused, "I promised you that I would help you kill all the vampires in the world, and it may not be done."

The old bartender tilted his head and looked at him in surprise, which made Donnie feel more and more bored and angry, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make it.

This inexplicable emotion was tightly held in my chest.

"That idiot Stephen did something stupid - Stephen is a backward wizard of Kama Taj, and I'm very optimistic about him - he resurrected his younger brother, but his younger brother became a half-blooded vampire."

Donnie briefly talked about the cause of Victor's death. Before his death, he was bitten by an advanced vampire.

As a result, Stephen pulled back Victor's soul and created the strange body of a semi-human and half-vampire.

To a certain extent, Victor is like a blade's glance, but it is undoubtedly the vampire blood in his body that prevails, and he cannot rely on human bloodlines to resist the vampire bloodlines.

Before the blade was born, he became a sun walker. The blood of vampires and humans was closely combined. He would also long for blood, but it was not contagious after biting people.

But Victor doesn't work, it is easy to be controlled by bloodthirsty and spread viruses.

Donny still needs to observe that Victor is a guy with strong willpower, and there is also the protection of Stephen, the next supreme wizard, and there is no absolute reason to kill him.

The old bartender grinned, revealing his almost lost gums: "He is an innocent child, and as long as he doesn't bite, there is no need to harm him."

Donnie nodded, stood up, standing like a mountain, looking at the old bartender. For some reason, he stood in the dark environment and felt a little bit of peace of mind.

It's only a little bit.

"In this world, there is a pure vampire alive. I will kill him now, as a practice for you."

Before the old bartender could speak, Donnie turned around and left, his nose sore, and he opened the door, and a loud bang, as if mixed with deep boredom and anger.

He wanted the old bartender to live, but the old bartender wanted to die if he lived enough.

Donnie didn't look back. As long as he thought, he could instantly know the old bartender's expression, but he suppressed himself from doing unnecessary actions, walking, opening the door, and closing the door irritably like an ordinary person.

He knew that the old bartender was always looking at his back silently, and then he showed an unknown complex smile.

This made Donnie even more bored.

Outside the house, many people came and stood quietly.

Wanda walked up and showed an inquiring look, but Donny just shook his head silently and whispered to let the others go away. He pulled Wanda and walked, a portal formed.

The next second, the two of them had arrived in the house where they lived.

"I'm going to kill a guy, you stay here." Donnie said, rummaging through the cabinets and finding a dusty stone.

This is a very strange stone, covered with black blood stains. If an ordinary person holds it, he might feel that the stone has life and is observing him in a trance.

But this little trick is ineffective for Donny.

"I'll go with you." Wanda hesitated and said.

"Let's talk about it after you become a demigod. Level 4 is not at all safe. There are many troubles lurking in this world. Don't do it casually before you become a demigod." Donnie said.

"Then weren't you trying hard every day before you became a demigod? Why can you do it or not?" Wanda suddenly became angry and asked loudly, with grievances in his eyes.

"Because at that time I had to fight to the death. Everyone in the world knew me, and what I had to face was the whole world."
Chapter completed!