Climb out of the blood river under the moonlight, and the air around it was polluted by the smell of blood.

The fireflies singing at night and the frogs croaking on the edge of the river all quieted in an instant.

Vlad dragged the spear in his hand, "The King of Blood" and he also had a nickname called the Punching Grand Duke.

In addition to his confusing and terrifying legends, after betraying his faith, Vlad's personality also became cunning and cruel.

His force is powerful, and he can treat both the enemy and the people in his territory cruelly.

He was free to travel through the dark alleys in this metropolis, and was always able to keenly avoid the crowds around him.

There were holy crosses erected on the roofs here, which made Vlad feel quite chill.

He wandered around the edge of the city until he turned into a church.

‘Lendon Church!’ Vlad stood outside the church.

He was a little puzzled that the church in front of him had something strange that it actually attracted him.

It was like a fate in the dark that Vlad had to stop outside the church. He first observed the surrounding environment keenly.

The power of the Holy See has developed even more grandly in modern times, but it has declined quite in extraordinary ways.

Vlad took a deep breath, he didn't believe that there would be any big figure in the city that could subdue him.

As long as Vlad is willing, with the strength of the Sequence 2 disaster species, he can turn the city upside down.

In his thinking space, Shufein wrote in turn on the mysterious secretary: "Confidence in strength has brought Vlad into the church of Rendon... The kind nun 'Jerica' made Vlad recall his wife.

In a daze, this kind nun gave Vlad an illusion of his wife's reincarnation.

The wife, who once stood devoutly on the side of the Holy Lord's faith, was puzzled by Vlad, a betrayer in trouble, so that Vlad himself killed his wife.

This has always been his deepest regret."

Xiu Feien took a deep breath. He didn't understand how powerful the love between men and women is, and he had never experienced it.

However, in all literary works describing love, it has been mentioned that love is an existence that transcends the power of the Creator of the Holy Lord...

So can Vlad's love for a nun... or his wife in his previous life become a weakness in controlling Vlad?

Xiu Feien nodded with satisfaction at the arrangements above the secretaries. All of this was worried that the strength of the Sequence 2 disaster species had reached a state where the Holy See could not be enemies with it.

At least in all reasonable circumstances, it is too difficult for the Holy See to kill the disaster species without the support of the extraordinary.

Just the supernatural beings at the third level of Van Helsing's Saint Road showed a little fear when facing the mission to deal with monsters like Vlad.

Xiufein exited the space of thinking, and at this moment he was lying on his soft big bed, and it was the moment Vlad entered Xiufein to make up a love network for him...

At this time, Vlad entered the dim church, and only the most frontal statue in the hall was lit with candles.

But Vlad's eyes could see clearly any corner of the darkness.

"Sorry, my child... were you here too late?" The elderly priest was turning on the lights for the candle in front of the statue of God.

The nun and instructor next to him held each other with his hands together, and watched Vlad, wearing a black robe, walk in from outside.

His eyes were scarlet and as if he hadn't been sleeping for a few days... but deeper there was a layer of beastly ferocity.

His hair was very long, and water droplets dripping from it. When the other party approached, the priest and the nun mentor discovered that the other party had left scarlet footprints as they walked past the stone slab.

This person seemed to have just crawled out of the blood pool.

"You...you..." The priest opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Vlad looked at him fiercely, and this look made both of them feel scared.

The tip of the opponent's spear is held on the ground, and sparks are likely to pop up when walking forward.

The priest and the nun teacher who had experienced miracles looked at each other, and their thoughts were the same.

Especially during the day today, their local churches were reminded by the Holy See of the Genée.

Keep them alert to a monster who may have sneaked into the city.

Now the priest is quite convinced that the monster mentioned by the Holy See is the man in front of him.

"I know what you are! But you shouldn't come in. This is God's territory! Get out... This is not your wild place!"

Faced with the expulsion of the priest, Vlad smiled and said, "It's a pity that the Holy Lord has too many territory and his energy is not enough. Just like when facing the embarrassment of a large army, I prayed so devoutly, but the Holy Lord still ignored me and the devoutly faithful people in his territory.

In the end, it was darkness that accepted me."

His spear was raised, and when he was moving, he heard a familiar voice that made him unbelievable.

"Madam, the evening class has been completed. They all returned to their respective rooms. I will stay for the night tonight..." The beautiful nun, even wearing loose black and white regular clothes, could show her slim figure.

When Jerika saw Vlad holding up the spear, she immediately covered her mouth in surprise and even forgot to scream.

Kind and worried about the safety of the priest and the nanny, she blocked Vlad alone.

"Please leave here... don't hurt anyone here... We are clergy, and if you do that, the Holy Lord will never forgive you."

Vlad said to himself, "It's you?"

Then he was stunned and woke up and said, "The Holy Lord will not forgive me for a long time. I have been punished! Do you want to save the two of them?"

"Why are you hurting them?"

"There is no reason... I just passed by here and wanted to come in and kill some people."

"Then will you feel satisfied if you kill me? If you kill me, can you let go of the remaining people?"

Jerika stood in front of Vlad without fear.

"Jerica, back! Run out!" The priest and the nanny grabbed Jielika. The child was too kind and simple.

Vlad was fascinated by the beautiful face of Jereka, and his wife was also of this personality. All of this was like a ghost of history, reappearing in front of Vlad.

"It must be you... this is reincarnation! I didn't expect that even if you are reincarnated, you are so pious to the Holy Lord's faith, you are still so kind."

Jerika asked him in confusion, “What are you talking about?”

Vlad did not explain to anyone, and a pair of huge bat wings appeared on his back.

His robe was windless and darkness drifted out from inside and covered the surroundings.

Sound, sight, touch, etc. are all deprived of in this darkness.

By the time the light came back to the eyes of the mother and the priest, Vlad and Jereka had long disappeared.

"No! He captured Jerika! That monster..." The nanny burst into tears.

The priest looked up at the sculpture of the Virgin.

On her gentle face, her eyes were bleeding.
Chapter completed!