Chapter 609
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Dean waited for Aisha to finish killing the knights. He used the metal stick in his arms to hit the ground. The sound caught Aisha's attention. Her beautiful face was full of ferociousness as she rushed towards Dean.
Dean raised his hand and pointed to the front.
Aisha looked at the direction of Dean's hand. She revealed a bloodthirsty killing intent once again. She rushed towards the castle with the Mel family's flag.
"Who is it …"
"Not good …"
Screams and screams echoed. The knights who were guarding outside the castle were powerless in front of Aisha. Since Aisha had adapted to the ptomaine, her strength had returned to its original peak state. Moreover because of the Undead transformation, she would never be affected by physical consumption or injuries.
Soon, Aisha killed the knights and crashed into the castle. Screams and screams echoed from inside the castle.
Dean stood outside the castle and looked up. His eyes narrowed as he jumped to the window on the second floor. He grabbed the rough rock and jumped to the balcony on the third floor.
Several people in the room noticed the movement on the balcony and rushed over.
When the curtain covering the balcony was lifted by a few people, a leg kicked out from the middle. A refined young man standing in the middle was immediately sent flying. His chest caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He died on the spot.
Several people wearing knight's armors were aghast as they saw the scene. Although they had weapons in their hands, they didn't dare to attack. The youth who was kicked wasn't an ordinary person. He was a knight from the Holy Church who was invited by the Mel family! Who would have thought that such a person wouldn't be able to react and would be kicked to death by Dean on the spot!
Dean walked into the room. He looked indifferent as he glanced at the bed in the room. He saw a haggard and pale middle-aged man lying on the bed. He was the current head of the Mel family, Mark.
This business legend who once stirred up the business district was now lying here, with two doctors in white coats standing next to him, and a priest holding a "Bible – Blessing Chapter" in his hand.
Everyone in the room was shocked as they looked at the motionless youth on the ground. It was hard to imagine that there would be such a person in the outer wall. He could kill a knight of the Holy Church at such a young age. Moreover, it was a one-hit kill!
The room was deathly silent. Suddenly, the miserable screams from downstairs reached everyone's ears. Everyone's faces grew unsightly. They knew that the person who had attacked them in the night was not alone.
"You, who are you? This is the territory of the Mel family!" A middle-aged knight bravely stopped in front of Dean and said.
Dean indifferently looked at him and waved his hand.
In the eyes of the middle-aged knight, Dean's hand was like a shadow. It was difficult for him to react. He raised his weapon to block. Bang! His hand hit the weapon. The middle-aged knight felt as if his weapon was hit by a hammer. The strong force made his hands numb. He retreated a few steps and almost fell down.
Dean waved his hand to repel the man, but did not look at him. Instead, he walked step by step towards the bed.
The two doctors and the priest who were standing next to the bed trembled and retreated to the side.
The priest was an older man, perhaps in his sixties. His hand trembled, and the book in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. Everyone else in the room was shocked, and their hearts began to pound.
The priest's face turned pale. He didn't know whether to retreat or to pick up the book.
Dean went straight to the bed and slowly sat down. He looked at the unconscious Mark. He raised his hand and patted Mark's sparse cheek: "Wake up."
Mark woke up in a daze. He struggled to open his eyes. He saw a familiar face in front of him. Was it the youth? Am I still dreaming? Thinking this, he closed his eyes again.
Dean patted Mark's face again: "Wake up." It was as if it was a normal thing to wake someone up.
Mark frowned as he struggled to open his eyes. He saw the face in front of him again. He was a little annoyed. Suddenly, he saw the doctor and the other knights. He couldn't help but be startled.
Was it a dream? He stared again, blinked, and finally saw the scene in the room clearly. He couldn't help but be stunned.
"Patriarch, don't you recognize me?" Dean looked at him.
Mark was alarmed. His complexion changed as he hurriedly turned his head to look around. He even forgot about the pain in his body.
"Your baby daughter is still here." Dean slowly said: "Patriarch, don't be nervous. It's not good for your body. I'll have to trouble you to move to a place and come with me."
Mark reacted. He looked at Dean: "What do you want to do? This is the Mel family. You dare to openly attack a noble? Do you want to be the enemy of everyone?! "
"So what if I have to be the enemy of everyone?" Dean calmly replied.
Mark was startled.
Dean turned to look at the two doctors: "What's wrong with Mr. Mel?"
The two doctors heard the screams from downstairs. They were scared to death. They rushed to answer as they saw Dean looking at them: "It's … It's Nola disease …"
"Is he going to die?" Dean asked.
"He needs to meditate and then cooperate with treatment to have a chance to live …"
Dean said: "Both of you keep Mr. Mel's life. If something happens to Mr. Mel then you will be buried with him. Do you understand?"
Both of them were in cold sweat. They nodded like chickens pecking rice.
Bang!
At this time, the door was knocked open. The smell of blood poured into the room.
There was a bloody figure standing in the doorway. He looked like a devil from hell.
The incessant screams outside also disappeared at this moment.
Everyone in the room stepped back in fear. They looked at the bloody figure in horror.
Dean stood up and stood in front of the two doctors.
Whoosh!
Aisha roared as she rushed towards the knights.
In the blink of an eye, the knights were torn apart and killed by Aisha. Their internal organs and intestines were scattered on the ground. Blood splashed all over the exquisite decorations in the room.
Dean snapped his fingers.
Aisha's body stopped. Her shoulders slightly trembled as if she was trying to restrain herself.
Dean looked at the two doctors: "You wait here. Someone will pick you up soon. Don't worry as I won't kill doctors."
When the two doctors heard Dean's words, their hearts that were tightly gripped by fear were slightly relieved. But they were worried that Dean would not keep his words, so they were still very nervous.
Dean walked towards Aisha. He held her cold and slender hand and walked out of the room step by step. He walked along the corridor which was full of corpses. He left the castle and came to the gate of the Mel family's manor. He stood with Aisha in the night.
He took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood stains on Aisha's cheeks.
Haisha was expressionless, but the corners of her mouth were still slightly curled, revealing a somewhat sinister expression.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the distance after Dean wiped the blood on her face. Gwyneth took the lead and rushed to this place at full speed. She was followed by a large group of people who occupied the spacious street. It was a majestic scene.
Gwyneth was surprised when she saw Dean and Aisha waiting at the door. She sped up and saw Aisha who was standing next to Dean. Aisha was covered in blood. Especially her palms. The blood was still fresh and was slowly dripping down.
Gwyneth's face changed as she remembered the scene of Aisha biting the corpses of the soldiers. There was a trace of inexplicable tension in her heart. She looked at Dean: "Master, we are here."
Dean indifferently said as he wiped his palms with a handkerchief: "Almost all the masters inside are dead. Take some people to deal with the rest. Also call Sergei to bring the father and daughter of the Mel family."
Gwyneth was startled. Her eyes couldn't help but look at the huge manor behind Dean. It was brightly lit but it seemed particularly quiet. She could only hear faint sobbing sounds.
She was shocked. This was a big aristocratic family. How could they be massacred by Dean alone?!
"Did you hear me?" Dean frowned as he saw that she didn't answer.
Gwyneth responded: "Yes, master." She thought of something and asked: "What about the rest of the people?"
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