A look of realization appeared on the man's face. "Looks like Yan Buwen taught you well. You're finally enlightened."
Yang Lie's eyes showed a touch of ruthlessness. In a flash, he rushed in front of the man, grabbed the man's neck, and said condescendingly, "Stop pretending in front of me! I'm different from you. I rely on myself, unlike you. You're only able to live until now because of a useful father … "
"Calm down. What's the difference? We both know that Yan Buwen is the real protagonist. We should be glad that we're still alive …" The man wasn't angry at all. He moved Yang Lie's hand away from his neck and chuckled, "There are two guys from the secret party coming to kill me. Don't you think we should hide? Yan Buwen didn't say you could be exposed so quickly. "
"Can you handle it?" Yang Lie asked doubtfully.
The man yawned, "It might be hard to say in the past, but now … even if their father comes, it won't be a problem …"
Yang Lie didn't ask any more questions. In a flash, he was already at the carpark outside the house. He got into his Hummer and left.
Less than half a minute after Yang Lie left, Lilith and Lafayette arrived at the veranda where Yang Lie was standing.
"Hi, it's been a while, beautiful Miss Lilith and the unfriendly Marquis Lafayette," the man winked and got up.
Lafayette's eyes flashed with disdain, "So it's you, Drogba. Your stupidity is beyond measure. How could you come to Hua Xia from Germany? No one can save you this time."
"Sigh, don't spoil the mood so quickly. Don't the two of you think that this seascape is very beautiful? In the far east outside of Europe, the noble princess of the Van Zhuo Clan, the heroic heir of the Bruch Clan, and I, a small Sabbat of the Tzimisce Clan, have reunited. Can't we all settle down, let go of the hatred of more than a hundred years, and enjoy a cup of delicious blood?" Drogba raised his cup and laughed.
"We're not interested in watching you make a fool of yourself here. If you want to escape, do it early. You might still have a chance to live." Lilith's expression was completely cold and emotionless.
Drogba sighed and lowered his head, "Do you know why the Blood Clan declined?"
Lilith and Lafayette looked at each other and frowned.
"Because the Blood Clan has always looked at the development of this world from the perspective of a dozen centuries ago. They ignore the growth of others and their own decay …" Drogba raised his head, black flames dancing in his eyes, "You're too naive. Do you think I'm tired of living and that's why I'm waiting for you here?"
"You're really good at bluffing," Lilith sneered. A cold light flashed in her hand, and the Butcher's Knife appeared in her hand.
Drogba put the goblet to the side and stretched his shoulders. "I asked if the scenery here is good, but I just wanted to confirm if the cemetery I found for you is suitable. Since the two of you don't have any objections, I'll take it as your agreement."
Lafayette was so angry that he laughed, "Good one, Drogba. I don't know where you get your blind confidence from, but I really hope that an idiot who has been suppressed by me for a hundred years can surprise me."
A ray of red light flashed in Lafayette's hand, and a two-meter-long crescent-shaped axe with a deep red groove appeared in his hand!
"Tsk tsk, Master Executioner, I'm so jealous of your Executioner's Axe. But it's good that you brought it with you. I can have it after I kill you," Drogba grinned passionately.
"Go ahead and try!"
Lafayette snorted. The next moment, his body turned into a bolt of black lightning, and his Executioner's Axe slashed at Drogba's position!
Drogba was caught off guard. He bent his waist and moved to the side, dodging the gust of wind.
Then, Lafayette's second and third Executioner's Axe swept across like a storm!
The Executioner's Axe Slash created waves of blood-red ripples!
The Executioner's Executioner's moves were different from Lilith's Butcher's Knife, but it was this unstoppable fighting style that brought about a thunderous effect!
However, Drogba's speed was much faster than Lafayette had expected!
No matter how hard Lafayette tried to attack, he could not touch Drogba's ghostly figure!
"How could this be? His speed … is at least three times faster than before!"
Lilith and Lafayette were shocked. Although they found it hard to believe, they finally understood why Drogba was so confident.
"Even if you're fast, don't even think about escaping!"
Lafayette swung his axe in a spiral, and a layer of blood-red mist covered an area of more than a hundred square meters!
Then, the blood cloud became a part of the axe. As Lafayette swung it, the blood cloud turned into a giant axe, creating a thunderous sound in the air!
Just as Drogba was about to dash out of the area, the speed of the blood cloud's condensation wasn't any slower than his movement technique. It formed a battle axe right in front of him and chopped at his waist!
Drogba tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, trying to escape the heavy blow from above!
However, before he could do so, Lilith, who had been waiting for an opportunity, suddenly jumped up and chopped down from above!
Lilith was obviously much faster than Lafayette, and it was difficult for Drogba to dodge. Finally, he was hit!
"Puff!"
The Butcher Knife and the axe chopped off half of Drogba's body and legs at the same time. Dark red blood splattered all over the ground!
Lafayette and Lilith looked at each other and heaved a sigh of relief after withdrawing the crimson light from the two Magic Tools.
To be honest, they were a little shocked by Drogba's sudden increase in strength.
However, before they could relax, the situation changed!
Drogba's body, which had already been smashed into pieces, actually moved!
In a short time, all the blood and flesh were pulled by a strange force and gathered together, restoring Drogba's body to its original state!
Drogba took a few deep breaths, and a hint of madness flashed in his eyes. "Phew … Game time is over. I'm going to get serious now."
"How … How is that possible?!" Lilith was a woman after all, so she took a step back in shock.
Lafayette mumbled to himself in a daze, "Those who are injured by the axe will bleed because of the curse … Why … Why is this happening?!"
Drogba said in disdain, "I told you, the Blood Race is rotten because of their blind confidence in their combat power from a dozen centuries ago. Even the Lord Gods who have been famous for tens of thousands of years are about to usher in the 'Twilight of the Gods', let alone you guys. "
"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't think that you can beat us with your dirty tricks!" Lafayette puffed out his chest, and his battle intent surged again!
"Sigh … Forget it, there's no point in talking to you two who are about to die."
Drogba shook his head in boredom. When he looked at the two again, his eyes were extremely dark and gloomy!
"I was just teasing you guys. Now … I'm going to get serious …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Drogba disappeared from where he was!
He reappeared and struck Lafayette's jaw with his elbow!
"Ah!"
Lafayette screamed in pain, and before he could react, he was sent flying eight meters into the air!
Lilith quickly swung her Butcher Knife, leaving a trail of blood behind her!
However, Drogba was already behind her, and his palm landed on Lilith's head!
"Smack!"
Lilith's body turned into a puddle of blood!
"Oh … Blood Clone?"
Lilith's true body appeared behind Drogba once again, and the Butcher Blade slashed down with a blade of light!
"Die!"
"Pfft —"
Drogba's body turned into a puddle of blood as well!
Lilith's eyes widened. She was tricked too!
"You're the one who's going to die …"
Drogba's hand landed on Lilith's back …
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Lilith's alluring body was sent flying dozens of meters. She spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and fell into the sea!
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