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Chapter 887

Words:2003Update:22/06/27 07:22:08

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The battle of the Blood Clan was like a series of ghostly shadows. A normal human's eyes would not be able to catch a trace of them.

Lafayette was furious when he saw that Lilith was sent flying by Drogba.

His entire body was engulfed in blood flames as he charged towards Drogba with his giant axe!

"Blood Explosion!"

The axe brought up a thick cloud of blood that reeked of a fishy stench. Like an iceberg collapsing, it poured down on Drogba with the force of wind and thunder!

Drogba grinned. "It's such a waste to have such a murderous demonic weapon in your hands!"

After he finished speaking, Drogba's clothes were torn to shreds. His muscles swelled up in a strange manner, glowing with a dark metallic luster!

"Come on!"

Drogba bellowed furiously. Without dodging, he welcomed the blood cloud that could devour and corrode everything!

What shocked Lafayette was that when the bloody cloud touched Drogba's body, it was blocked by a strange force. It could not hurt him at all!

How is this possible … This body! It's not the body of a Blood Clan?!

Lafayette suddenly realized that Drogba was a completely different person!

But he had no time to hesitate. He brandished his axe and ruthlessly tore apart the blood cloud. Then, he slashed at Drogba's neck with all his might!

Without hesitation, Drogba raised his hand, and a mysterious force surged through his hand, catching the axe!

"Humph," Drogba grinned. "Too weak."

Drogba dashed forward and punched Lafayette's chest with all his might!

"Pu!"

Pierce!

Lafayette's eyes widened in anger as he roared and retreated!

Since he did not hit Lafayette's heart, Lafayette did not die on the spot as he was a Blood Clan member.

However, Lafayette was horrified to find out that the wound could not be healed by the powerful strength of the Blood Clan!

That unfathomable power was constantly obstructing the recovery of his body, causing the precious blood of the vampires to continuously flow out of his wounds.

"What … is this force … Are you still a Blood Clan?!" Lafayette panted as he questioned.

Drogba ignored him and turned towards the direction of the sea.

Lilith, who had just fallen into the sea, had already reappeared on the beach. She was panting heavily with blood at the corner of her mouth.

The butcher's knife in her hand emitted a dazzling bloody light. Lilith licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, her wet blonde hair dripping with water.

It was originally a beautiful combination of sexiness and wildness, but because of the austere atmosphere, it became incomparably treacherous.

"Lilith, you know that I've always liked you. How about it? Do you want to be my blood slave? I'll take good care of you." Drogba smiled evilly.

"Although the Tzimisce Clan is just a vile clan of the devil's party, and they're a little ugly, they're still a branch of vampires. Drogba, instead of being the young patriarch of the Tzimisce Clan, you followed that stupid pervert and turned yourself into a biochemical machine. Your brain really isn't working well. No wonder you're only an earl after living for hundreds of years despite being a pure-blood vampire for six generations."

"Woman, don't give me that. What is the Tzimisce Clan?! I'm no longer the Drogba who hid when he saw you! Power is everything! You guys can't beat me, and neither can your fathers! It's only a matter of time before I unify the vampires! By then, I'll let all those rotten old men know that I'm the most glorious descendant! "Drogba laughed maniacally.

Lilith sneered, "Don't be so smug. I admit that Lafayette and I are no match for you because you've turned into a monster. However, not only did you betray the vampires, but you also offended someone you shouldn't have … You won't be the one who survives today."

"Oh? Are you talking about that arrogant Pluto, Yang Cheng? "Drogba scratched his ear in disdain.

Lilith frowned as she looked at Drogba's nonchalant face. Although she had great confidence in Yang Cheng, she still found it strange.

At this moment, Lafayette, who was severely injured, stood up unsteadily. He raised his axe and said while panting, "Lilith, let's attack him together. His evil power is not limitless …"

"What a naive descendant of the Bruch Clan," Drogba sneered, "Come on. Let's see what you can do other than talk since you can't even stand properly."

Lafayette was infuriated. He endured the excruciating pain and was about to fight for his life when he heard the sound of a car engine from afar.

Drogba and Lilith also looked at the beach in the distance. A black BMW X6 was speeding over.

The car came to an abrupt stop and parked in a parking space. Yang Cheng, who was dressed casually, got out of the car unhurriedly.

Yang Cheng looked at the three people who were tens of meters away and waved his arm with a smile. He said as he walked, "Luckily we made it in time. There was a little traffic jam on the way. You know, my wife isn't awake yet. It's a little time-consuming to put her on the sofa without waking her up. Luckily, it's not too late … "

Lilith heaved a sigh of relief and a relaxed smile appeared on her face.

Lafayette, on the other hand, was infuriated that Yang Cheng knew they were here. It was obvious that Lilith had sent a message to Yang Cheng, which meant that Yang Cheng didn't acknowledge Lafayette's strength.

The arrogant Lafayette did not expect that his head would have been separated from his body if it wasn't for this interruption.

"Pluto?" Drogba grinned, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Yang Cheng ignored him and walked towards Lafayette who was bleeding profusely. He smiled and asked, "Are you dying?"

Lafayette's face was ashen and he scoffed, "It's none of your business! Defeat this guy if you can! I'll admit that you're stronger than me! "

Yang Cheng was still smiling, but there was a cold glint in his eyes. "It seems like you're still a distance away from death. How about this … I'll send you on your way …"

Lafayette didn't even have time to think before he realized what was going on!

Yang Cheng's left hand smacked down on Lafayette's head!

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang!

Lafayette's body exploded like a piece of meat. Half of his body was smashed into a pile of meat!

That head was heavily injured, directly splitting apart, the skull directly stuffed into his lower abdomen!

Gradually, under the sunlight, the vampire's body quickly dried up, turning into a pile of charcoal that burned under the scorching sun!

Lilith and Drogba couldn't react to the scene until Yang Chen retracted his bloodied hand. Only then did they start to think of something!

"Wh … Why?!"

Lilith's smile turned into shock. "Your Majesty Pluto! Why did you kill Lafayette?! The enemy is the traitor of the Tzimisce Clan, Drogba!! "

Yang Chen coldly waved his hand and said, "I hate threats the most. If I remember correctly, he said something about using my head to light an oil lamp on the rooftop. If it wasn't for the fact that I was hugging my wife to sleep and didn't have time to deal with him, do you think he would still be alive now?"

Lilith felt a chill down her spine. She didn't expect Lafayette's arrogant words to get himself killed!

More importantly, Camarilla and Yang Cheng were on good terms. Even if they weren't allies, they had at least worked together a few times.

Lafayette had the noble bloodline of the Bruch Clan and was the Executioner of the Magic Weapon Axe. How could Yang Cheng kill him so easily?!

"He … He's the son of the Bruch Prince. Your Majesty Pluto … If you do this, you'll …" Lilith looked helpless.

Yang Cheng curled his lips and said, "If he wants to take revenge for his son, he can come to me. Be smart and try to have another child. At least one that can speak with a brain."

Yang Cheng then turned to Drogba. Yang Cheng frowned at this tanned and muscular man. "No wonder the Tzimisce Clan likes to take over other people's bodies. You're too ugly. Can't Yan Buwen choose a better-looking body for you? "

"I don't know what you're talking about. But … I like that you will kill Lafayette." Drogba's eyes were filled with bloodlust.

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