Blood stained the black clothes of the masked monster red, and even the white mask was splashed a little, which made the already cold mask more weird and evil.

Four minions were able to cause damage to the enemy, which greatly relieved Smollet Brandon.

If the four minions were still dead in the face of the cannon fodder just now, he really had to plan how to escape from today's game. With his strength, he would not be able to solve his four minions in one encounter.

"If you have the courage to take the mask!" Smollet Brandon roared and rushed towards the enemy.

Since the four minions can play a role in combat, they cannot be allowed to die at the hands of the other party, so he took the initiative to attack, thereby reducing the pressure on the four minions.

Count Dracula was trapped in a siege.

Su Mo was a little worried, but he was not worried about his safety. He was just a passerby now. Even if he was discovered, he could say that he happened to pass by.

What he was worried about was Count Dracula, who was directly related to his main mission. If he died here, he would be a big deal later.

But then again, since Count Dracula is the protagonist of the next version, he probably won't be so easy to be killed.

Well, in theory.

Su Mo couldn't help at this time. If he went up, he would probably have been killed instantly.

His status at this time is a standard spectator, and at most he can see how the top experts in the game are fighting in the way.

Both of them are professions in physics today and their fighting style is very passionate.

Even Count Dracula, who is an assassin profession, can fight against each other head-on with the Berserkers, and they do not simply use skills.

Kick, elbow, punch, and any means of defeating the enemy will emerge one after another.

Strictly speaking, they don’t use skills much, probably because skills require more or less some postures or even reading bars.

It seems that the skill of fist and foot cannot be subdued.

Su Mo made a secret decision. As a hunter, his main territory is beyond eight yards, with a distance of more than eight yards and still within range, so his strength can be more perfectly reflected.

If it is close to eight yards, his bow and arrow will become a decoration.

Hey, no, Count Dracula has a problem. While Su Mo was thinking, he suddenly realized that Count Dracula's combat status was very problematic.

This guy has been bleeding, why is his blood almost full?

Even Su Mo, an outsider, discovered it. How could Smollet Brandon not be able to find it? The opponent's blood volume went up and down, but overall it was almost no loss at all.

Sucking blood!

The opponent is obviously an assassin who is very good at sucking blood, but he doesn't know whether this sucking blood is caused by equipment or his own skills.

And it is a bit too much if this blood sucking is strong.

Under the siege of five people, there was almost no loss of blood, and the income and expenditure were balanced.

Smollet Brandon is pursuing the powerful and persecuting the powerful. He has never seen any kind of person, but this is indeed the first time he has met an opponent who is so powerful in sucking blood.

"Vampire! He is a vampire!" One of the followers shouted suddenly.

The others suddenly realized that why didn't they think of this? Speaking of the blood-sucking attribute, no one can compare to the vampire.

It is said that the King of Wood Elf is also an assassin, and the Wood Elf clan also has the attribute of blood-sucking, but their blood-sucking is far inferior to the professional race of vampires.

Ordinary people may know nothing about vampires, and may not even know that there are vampires in this world, but Smollet Brandon and his followers are completely professionals engaged in special missions and know very well about the special forces of special races.

"Who are you?" Smollet Brandon asked in the front, and without waiting for the opponent to respond, he added with great certainty: "Dracula, Dracula Belmont, it's you, do you know what you are doing!"

Anger is no longer enough to describe his mood.

This old vampire has been monitored by law enforcement agencies. People often come over to beat him, even humiliate him verbally, just to force him to resist and then kill him.

Unfortunately, Dracula is really able to tolerate anything in order to survive.

His wife was burned to death, his son was lost, and he ended up alone, hiding in the Shadow Castle and surviving.

A coward!

A coward who can even a common law enforcement member can scold a few words, and a super coward who can even ignore his wife and children in order to survive, the law enforcement company has continuously lowered his threat.

In addition, Dracula did make many contributions in the War of Independence, and many people in the Federation did not support the execution of him, so the law enforcement organization tolerated him to survive.

Unexpectedly, he was wearing a strange mask in front of him.

And in a few days, this man killed the commander of the Northern Legion, His Excellency Odith, and made the North mess.

However, in addition to anger, Smollet Brandon had a hint of fear in his heart - it was too difficult to kill a vampire, but he was the only one here today.

The reason why his four minions survived until now was obviously because Dracula kept it for blood-sucking.

Earl Dracula did not admit it or deny it. The two thorn-shaped weapons crossed downwards and made a starting move. This was his standard move. In this posture, it was equivalent to his recognition of his identity.

"The Federation really shouldn't save your life!" Smollet Brandon said hatefully. He was the person who was the most determined among the top executives of the law enforcement organization to execute the other party, so the other party came to him today.

Let me think about it, Odith's death before was probably all about attracting him into the trap.

"Stop talking nonsense, let me send you on the road." Earl Dracula shook his head, not wanting to talk more nonsense, and there is no point in arguing. After blocking the communications here, it took too much time for law enforcement agencies from other places to come here, and even if there are too many people, he is not afraid of it. The least feared vampires is group fights.

"You all go aside and get out of here!" Smollet Brandon said to his four followers.

"No one can leave. This is my domain, the bloodstains domain." Earl Dracula said proudly. As he said, you could indeed see bloody patterns floating on the ground, spreading throughout the station.

Compared to Sagra's lightning field, his field is much worse.

Especially in the early preparation work, he is an assassin and is not good at magic. Unlike Sagra who releases his skills, he needs to use magic materials to arrange the patterns of the field in advance and then activate it at critical moments.
Chapter completed!