Dracula learned about the scarab from Michelle's mouth, and was too lazy to blame Michelle and the others for losing so many subordinates. She hurriedly found Yi Chen and asked him: "Where is that beetle?"

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment: "Oh? I'm holding it away, it's just inside this box... But can you bear it?" Yi Chen said, taking out a small white jade box from his arms and handing it to Durcula.

Dracula instinctively took a step back, and the other twelve great dukes pulled Michelle out of the room. Yi Chen smiled: "It's not that serious, right? The great duke should have a strong resistance to him."

A great duke shook his head quickly: "No, you don't know, the golden light hitting on his body is very painful, and we are not feeling well."

Upon hearing this, Mixueer tried desperately to break free from the two great dukes who were holding her shoulders, and she was about to come forward to see clearly. Dracula yelled softly: "Baby Mixueer, be good, don't do anything wrong. Your strength is at most a viscount, you can't resist it." Before Dracula finished speaking, those marquis-level vampires were destroyed. You, Mixueer, get so close, aren't you causing trouble for him? If you protect her, you can't protect yourself.

Seeing Mixue'er kicking the grand duke beside him desperately, Yi Chen waved his head slightly, and Feili hurried over and took Mixue out with kind words. The twelve grand dukes were relieved and simply retreated to the corridor, closed the door, and then rushed into their room. The farther away from the scarab, the better.

Dracula looked carefully at the small box in Yi Chen's hand, nodded and said, "Open, um, open it slowly, let me see."

Yi Chen looked at him with some concern: "So, is it opened?"

Dracula couldn't help but take a step back, and a faint black smoke emanated from his body, and then he nodded carefully. Yi Chen then gently opened the lid, and the scarab beetle floated gently and hung ten centimeters on Yi Chen's hand.

Circles of golden light patterns like vortexes slowly and forcefully emitted from it. Gradually, golden light filled the entire room, and a powerful and peaceful force full of majesty enveloped the entire living room. Yi Chen, Kane and others were fine, but Jester and Durcula were a little troubled. Jester recently practiced the flame technique of the Dark Controversy Group, and the dark power in his body increased a lot. He was very allergic to the power of the scarab. At this moment, black flames were emerging all over his body, resisting the pressure. And Durcula was even more unbearable. Although his power was much greater than Jester, his physique determined that he could only escape.

Like a cat with a tail burned by fire, Dracula frantically walked out of the door and escaped. But wisps of white smoke were emitting all over his body, and his dark energy could not protect him well. Several golden lights slowly chased Dracula, and Yi Chen hurriedly put it into the box and covered the lid.

Dracula carefully poked his head in: "Yi, are you sure you have collected him?" He was sweating all over, and his musculoskeletons were as painful as if they had been hit by a 10,000-ton water press. In his originally firm and arrogant eyes, there was an incomparable fear and panic.

Next to him, Jester shook dizzyly twice, then fell to the ground, Kane grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and then Jester stood up with the force and said, "Boss, this thing is too terrifying. What kind of thing is it?"

Dracula walked in carefully, and the black light curtain enveloped his whole body. The burned place on his face and hands quickly recovered, in a strange, full of envy, fear, surprise, and even a little greedy tone: "It's so wonderful, easy, this is the legendary scarab, the beetle that was said to have been touched and blessed by Jesus."

Yi Chen widened his eyes: "Just kidding, will Jesus Christ bless a beetle?"

Dracula retorted him: "So, give me an explanation, why does a dead beetle have such a powerful force?"

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment, and Chekov interjected there and said, "Is he an alien beetle?"

Dracula laughed angrily, flew over, kicked Chekov for more than twenty meters, and sent him out of the door with a soft force.

Jester shook his head and said squeakingly, "Then he is not an alien beetle, but, fuckingly, would Jesus be idle and waste his saliva against a beetle? Wouldn't he bless someone?"

Dracula rolled his eyes: "No, I don't know what the specific origin of this beetle is, but no matter what, he is very powerful and has a very terrifying holy power... Easy, you must not fall into the hands of the Holy See, otherwise our dark congress will be very uncomfortable, and we can't find anything that can resist him. Even in the Middle Ages, why did we slaughter so many members by the Inquisition? It's because we can't resist him..."

Yi Chen suddenly realized, quickly put the box in his arms, looked at Dracula and said, "Then, the Holy See suddenly sent a large number of masters to New York, is it just for him?"

Dracula nodded affirmatively: "I think that's it, otherwise they wouldn't send people at the referee or above from the Vatican. They all hold high positions and it's too late to enjoy it in the Vatican."

Yi Chen murmured in a low voice: "Damn it, I've caused myself a big trouble... Well, are you going to take the opportunity to blackmail the Holy See? For example, I'll give it back to them for 50 billion US dollars?"

Dracula's face changed immediately, like a child who had just eaten a bite of bitter gourd, waved his hands and said, "No, Yi, you must not trade with them. Find a way to destroy him, do you know? Destroy him, and then throw it into the sea, so that it will be safe and destroy him."

Yi Chen frowned and took out the box again. A powerful force of true energy rushed in through the box. A silver light flashed, and then a stronger golden light flashed. Yi Chen's finger was numb by a huge force. He could no longer hold it. The box fell to the ground. Yi Chen smiled bitterly: "Destroy him? Oh my God, maybe a nuclear warhead is needed."

Dracula said viciously: "Then, kill him with a nuclear warhead... Our Philips family and the Dark Controversy Group pay money, you go and get a nuclear warhead... Our dark world will never allow this thing to appear in the world again."

Yi Chen pondered silently for a long time, nodded and said, "So, okay, what do you think you'd like to hand over this thing to those Chinese?"

Dracula asked him quickly: "Is it reliable?"

Yi Chen looked at him: "What do you think? Do you think they are reliable people?"

Dracula pondered for a long time. The Dark Controversy Group could not destroy the scarab because they could not get close to it at all. Moreover, using dark power to deal with the scarab will only cause the strongest holy power contained in it to explode. It was a suicide act... Perhaps, bringing those weird Chinese back to China is the best way now. A group of senior vampire nobles in New York must have become the target of attention of the Holy See. If there are no reinforcements, then...

Dracula nodded fiercely: "So, I forgot where he is."

Yi Chen nodded: "I will handle it, give it to them, and then let them send it back to China overnight. Don't worry, I know that in some places in China, the Holy See will definitely not be able to make trouble there."

Dracula nodded heavily, without saying much, and walked out like that.

Chekov sat in the corridor by the door. When he saw Dracula walking out, he quickly rolled and crawled into the room and asked Yi Chen: "Boss, you really gave this treasure to those weird ones... Oh, wrong, those Chinese people you know?"

Yi Chen waved his hand, the door closed tightly, and a silver glow covered the door to prevent Dracula from eavesdropping.

Phil, who was still pale, slowly walked out of the inner room and said in a deep voice: "Boss, this thing is too dangerous, we can't..."

Chekov was already excitedly shouting: "Boss, this is money, money... How much do you think the Holy See will pay for?"

Jester flashed and suddenly appeared beside Chekov. Chekov screamed and teleported out, avoiding the finger that Jester hit his head. Jester looked at Chekov in a daze, and Chekov stood proudly in the corner of the living room and laughed in a daze. For a moment, both of them forgot to speak.

Yi Chen whispered: "Phil, Kane, what do you think?"

Kane shook his head: "Boss, you decide."

Phil said in a deep voice: "Boss, the Holy See will send all people to investigate this thing. We cannot protect it, and we may even be destroyed because of it."

Yi Chen smiled: "Just as I think, this is a good baby, but it will also bring disaster to us. For the safety of our organization, it must be dealt with."

Chekov screamed: "Boss, what a waste..."

Yi Chen looked at Chekov: "So, do you know how to use it? We are not people from the Holy See, and we cannot control it... Jester may have been a senior clergy, but now he is a complete devil's believer, and he does not have the ability to use this cute little beetle. Or, Mr. Chekov, are you interested in eating him? Maybe if you eat it, your power will suddenly increase to the level of Jesus Christ?"

Chekov's face changed and he quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, boss, you are the strongest among us, and you should eat it."

Yi Chen spat, carefully grabbed the box in his hand, signaled Kane to follow and walked towards Tian Leizi and his room upstairs.

Ten minutes later, seven thin black shadows, mixed with a stream of fishy wind, blew out from a window in the hotel, and they went straight toward China. Yi Chen thought for a long time and really didn't know who to hand over the scarab beetle back to Tianxing Sect. What if other sects suddenly had a strange intention? In the end, the Seven Beast Spirit became the most trusted candidate because they were real friends to Tianxing Sect...

Yi Chen said goodbye and went downstairs, thinking sarcastically: "Occasionally, people are not as good as beasts... Well, the power of this beetle may be more powerful than the dragon-slaying dagger. Maybe people from other sects will have strange thoughts. In any case, giving this damn beetle to the head master is much more reliable than allowing other sects to get it." Yi Chen did not let the people of Dunjia, Five Elements, and Xiaoyao Sect know this. After all, they are still humans, not immortals. People always have more or less hopes—

Galanti and Luonan were furious in their secret stronghold. Although they took action to deal with some snipers, they were forced away by three members of the Dark Controversy Group. It was a shame to tell them out... Of course, their subordinates would never know about this. They thought the two were angry that the scarab was taken away by someone.

Of course, a large part of Galanti's anger was because of this. The credit that was about to be obtained was about to be obtained, and the Holy Seek Restoration of the prestige of the medieval era, and he was about to be above all the vice referees and become the first successor to the referees, but they were all screwed up.

If the scarab cannot be retrieved, and if some credit cannot be used to please the pope and the referee, I am afraid that the matter of losing so many people this time will sooner or later become a time bomb that will ruin himself? The struggles at the upper level of the Holy See are not fun and may be washed away at any time. Galanti does not want to become the next senior official of the Holy See.

According to the reply, the Holy See has been dissatisfied with his life in New York for so long and has not done anything. Although the words were said by the Chief Referee’s secretary, it represents his meaning. The Chief Referee’s meaning is often the instruction of the Pope. In other words, His Majesty the Pope is dissatisfied with his work. This is a very unlucky sign. You must get some results quickly and let the above see...

Galanti roared: "Tractice me, and find out the whereabouts of the group of high-level vampires who had conflicted with them not long ago in front of the building of the "Low Moon" tribe. If I am not wrong, those guys are those bastards from Europe who have fought with us... God, may your thunder strike them to death. Find out where they are, and then mobilize people to invite the Archbishop of Cardinal Kefero to come over and we will fight together."

Luo Nan whispered to him: "You want Kefello to mobilize all his people to come over. The entire United States, who can arrive within two days, will be mobilized for us... Anyway, let them come forward and die."

Galanti whispered, "But, how do you explain our request?"

Luo Nan lowered his voice: "Dear, have you forgotten the scarab? Just tell him why we came from the Vatican, is this old guy still not in a hurry? Don't he want to leave anything in the Holy See's archives? In the future, maybe he will become the next pope because of his contribution this time."

Galanti smiled: "So, that's it, I know he's interested in scarab, but you'll be sure."

There were only less than ten people left in Galanti's subordinates at this moment. The continuous attacks of the "Satan Corps" caused many casualties among the clergy who were unable to resist modern weapons. At this moment, Galanti had no choice but to order them to send letters separately-

In another corner of New York City, in a mansion with countless flowers and trees in the courtyard, and even all the buildings were covered by tall trees, in the deep basement, three members of the parliament who forced Galanti and Lonan to leave were giving instructions to their subordinates.

Gegeus waved the white cane in his hand and shouted at the hundreds of black shadows in front of him: "Those damn Holy See bastards, what do they want to do? Is there no news about your American branch? A group of incompetent guys... Did they find a new holy weapon in New York? Did they find a rare genius in New York? Did they find ancient scrolls? Talking, damn..."

Gegeus's cane was waving more and more excitedly, and a faint green skull shot out from the head of the cane, flying around Gegeus in excitement.

Fakras, who was covered in a black robe and hugged a black cat in his arms, waved his hand gently: "Gegous, don't blame them. The Holy See has sources of information that we don't know. What are they doing? Who knows? But we just need to destroy and destroy their plans. As long as their plans fail, we will be happy, aren't we? Brothers..."

The three MPs and all the dark shadows burst into laughter.

Sfenx, dressed in strange clothes, as if a mummy dress, had a green light flashing in his eyes, and he said excitedly: "Ah, haha, destroy their plans, well, I miss the flesh and blood of the senior clergy. I want to eat them... Are you all your hands?"

A dark shadow came out and bowed respectfully: "Yes, sir, all the good guys we can call as soon as possible."

Gegeus waved his cane and shouted in a hoarse voice: "So, contact those bastards, the philip family's blood clans, let them cooperate with us and launch an attack on the people of the Holy See... Oh, by the way, it seems that our peripheral mercenary group has caused them serious casualties?"

The black shadow quickly said, "Yes, probably, a total of hundreds of their deacons have been killed, but the "Satan Corps" also suffered heavy casualties. After all, using people to deal with senior clergy is a suicide act."

Fakras said: "Then, then...well, ask them to stop, they stop attacking, but harassing actions are necessary. We need them to attract the attention of the bright world, let them destroy everything in New York, and then we can start."

The black shadow hesitated a little: "But the order placed by Marquis of Cru, the Philips family, demanded to hunt them down for a month, but the time has not yet arrived."

Sfenx waved his long arms carelessly and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't bother them, ask them to start with us. They can't take care of a little girl there, and we are here fighting with the people of the Holy See... Damn, what's wrong with the people of their Philips family? So nervous about a little girl who has nothing to do with?"

No one can answer this question. After waiting for three seconds, the black shadow said respectfully: "Then, I will cancel the mission of the 'Satan Corps' and then let them start to destroy at will, freely and freely?"

Gegeus giggled: "That's it, that's it. We brought two hundred high-level orcs, where are you?"

The black shadow pondered for a moment: "Twenty-seven high-level orcs, forty-eight high-level blood clans, and one hundred and three high-level black wizards. This is all the hands we can mobilize at the fastest speed in the United States."

Fakras nodded: "Enough, enough, plus the more than 100 people in the Philips family in New York, and dozens of subordinates of the boy named Jester, are enough... taking advantage of the full moon night."

Gegeus Interface: "When the power of darkness is the most powerful."

Sfenx smiled, "Kill all the clergy in New York."—

Several elders of the juhua sat around the balcony, looked up at the moon near the full moon in the sky, holding a wine glass in their hands, and sighed: "What a beautiful moonlit night..."

"Yes, when I was young, under that full moon, I took advantage of the blue moonlight, waved my blade and sprayed blood rain. I really miss it."

"Well, I have another chance. A large number of ninjas in China will arrive in two days."

"On the full moon night, we want those Holy See bastards to know what the consequences of offending our Great Japanese Empire are."

"Cheers, for the honor of our samurai."

"cheers……"

None of these elders noticed that a golden bat with a body shrinking into less than the size of a broad bean was secretly from a corner of the balcony, grabbed the ceiling with its small claws, and slowly crawled out, then flew down with its wings...

According to Yi Chen's request, Dracula sent people to monitor these Japanese juhua bosses. At the same time, Dracula was also happy to take on such a task. He knew what Yi Chen was doing and had the opportunity to express his kindness to the Astrotian Taoist and others. Dracula would not be stingy with manpower.

After hearing the report of the marquis, Yi Chen giggled and gave Durcula a wine glass: "The Japanese are going to duel with the Holy See on the full moon night... What do you mean?"

Dracula grinned: "Let them fight to the death, no matter who dies, I will be happy..."
Chapter completed!