A male voice that sounded very gentle and slightly hoarse came from the back of the goddess statue looking at the back of Bru and others.

"We came in without permission from the owner here. We should apologize."

Bru looked at the man's back. He wanted to find a guide, not a vampire to fight.

So if you can, I still hope to solve the problem with peaceful means.

"It really surprised me. I didn't expect that the Blue Dragon is so easy to communicate with now, and I didn't expect that the Dragon Clan would become companions with Tifflin. It was really crazy." The man in red aristocratic costume did not turn around. His words were very sincere. "It seems that time is passing by, and the changes outside are really huge."

Bru smiled, "In fact, this crazier Tifflin is my spouse."

"That's really... I don't know what to say. If the top leaders of the empire could survive until now, and see this scene, I don't know what they would feel. It's really interesting."

Blu turned his head slightly. Although it was just two short sentences, he also roughly understood the other party's origin from the other party's words.

It seems that this vampire is a nobleman of the Bartulasi Empire, and I don’t know how many years I have slept here.

But your luck is really "good". Generally, vampires who have lived for countless centuries will choose to sleep in the coffin.

First, it is to waste time, and second, it is to reduce your urge and need to suck blood.

These coffins are located in the heavily guarded basement or catacombs in the castle, and are guarded by his men.

Such routines like this that encounter the final boss as soon as you enter the door are completely inconsistent with common sense and common sense.

Moreover, the opponent's strength has exceeded his expectations. This old guy who has lived for countless thousand years has at least level 14 or 15, and is even a quasi-legendary!

Only Oriana can compete with the other party at the scene, but once the two quasi-legendary people start to fight, the scene is not a novice pecking each other, but a real map cannon.

With the two "monsters" taking all their strength, each attack has the power to change the terrain. When he and Krisanna and Macaria are in it, even the aftermath can tear them apart.

Taking a step forward, Bru walked out of the passage, then quickly deformed and returned to the form of a blue dragon.

After his transformation was completed, his limbs came to the ground and a loud noise was made.

In this uninhabited garden, the landing of the blue dragon stirred up a dust storm.

But even so, the man did not look back and still looked up at the stone statue in front of him with his head raised.

"I am Bruy Vasonida Kelanchos, Lord Vampire, your name?"

"I'm so rude. My name is Balzaha Buffon Zagu. I used to be an outstanding warrior of the Bartulasi Empire and a viscount of the Empire. But now I am just a corpse that has lost its life, longing for the blood of the living, trapped in a coffin, and dare not even touch the sun."

I thought this guy liked the older way of speaking, but it seemed that it wasn't. Bru also changed his tone back to the usual way.

"Why don't you look back at us?"

"Because I'm full."

"...So that's it. Have you all died of blood being sucked away by you?"

"Yes, may you want to avenge them?"

"I really appreciate your sense of humor... Actually, I wanted to find a guide when I came here this time, but now it seems that it should be impossible."

Vampires cannot leave their cemetery, the coffin is too far away.

It’s not impossible to have a vampire as a guide, just bring his coffin with you.

But a guide with such a strong strength would be too dangerous for Blue's team.

As the leader and decision-maker in the team, for his own safety, he immediately abandoned this irrational option.

"So that's it. I'm so sorry. I have no intention of leaving my home. I've been devastated since the one I love died in that catastrophe."

Since your heart is dead, then you can quickly use a wooden stake to hit your heart, or use silverware to irrigate your coffin, and you will be very affectionate here.

After complaining in his heart, Blu turned around and prepared to leave.

However, when he turned around, he saw Macaria, and for a moment he felt a little strange.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the goddess statue that Balzaha Buffon Zagu was looking at. Because the colors seen in the dark vision were still a little different from those during the day, he just felt familiar and did not find them.

The appearance of the goddess stone statue actually has a seven or eight-point similarity to that of Macaria!

From the time this guy kept looking at this statue during his rare awakening time, he could see how much he attached it. And Macaria is so similar to this statue. According to the habits of literary works over the years, there must be something strange about it!

The intuition made him feel something was wrong. In the midst of lightning, he immediately wanted to take Macaria and the others out.

Unfortunately, after he turned around, the few people who were blocked by his huge body finally saw the vampire and goddess statue.

Macaria is not a fool either. She immediately held her hands tightly, and her expression changed, and she wanted to lower her head and turn around and leave.

Unfortunately, her movements were still slow.

Oriana asked curiously, "Sister Macaria, why does that stone statue look so similar to you?"

Bru was about to say that you had read it wrong, but before he could speak, he noticed a man appeared in front of Macaria.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be Balzaha Buffon Zagu.

This guy's speed is too fast, when did he come here?

At this time, Blu saw his appearance clearly.

His short golden hair, pale skin, and a face without any blood color did not affect his handsomeness. He looked about forty years.

The ears are flat and the sharp teeth in the mouth are protruding, and there are still traces of blood on them.

The vampire viscount was looking at Macaria with a shocked and slightly obsessed look, as if she was her favorite lover.

Bru walked to Macaria with some dissatisfaction, then blocked the vampire's scorching eyes, and glanced at the guy with a vigilant look.

Overall, this vampire has a very charming appearance. If it appears in a noble dance, it will definitely cause many young girls and ladies to secretly be moved.

But what the hell is this expression of looking at one's own woman?

"Elena..." Balzaha murmured, stretching out his hand as if he wanted to touch Macaria's face.

Macaria did not come out from behind Bru, and she said softly, "Hiss Viscount, you have recognized the wrong person. My name is Macaria Glory, and I have nothing to do with Elena. And in front of me is my spouse, please be a little rational."

Balzaha's mouth twitched for a moment, he turned his gaze to Lanlong, and politely performed a noble courtesy, and then said, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Kelanchos, I'm really rude..."

After saying that, he looked at Oriana again, nodded and said gently, "Thank you very much, cute little sister, you let me see something very precious... As you said, it's really too similar."

Oriana curled her lips. She also knew the power of the vampire, and it seemed that she had caused trouble.

She summoned the Book of Shadows with silence, then looked at Bru with a little careful look, and said, "What do you want to do? Sister Marcaria is mine! If you want to capture her, I will fight you to the death!"

Balzaha smiled and said, "Little sister, although I feel that your powerful magic is as extraordinary as the book of Shadow, unless you are fighting in the womb, you will never be able to compare with me in the single-wheel combat experience and ability."

Oriana snorted angrily, then narrowed her eyes and said confidently, "Then do you want to try it, uncle."

Balzaha shook his head, "No need, we actually have no reason to fight, right? I just saw my old friend and looked so similar to my old friend, so I was so surprised."

Krisanna sneered from the side at this time, "Ha, then, look at the stone statue you just saw in heat. Your so-called old friend is your lover. Do you want to regard this Tifflin as the reincarnation of a lover?"

Balzaha's face changed and he growled a little angry, "Miss Blue Dragon, you have insulted me and my old friend like this."

He sighed, and then whispered, "At that time, I was not worthy of being a female grandfather. She was also the most dazzling pearl in the empire. Even the Lord of Hell admired her very much. And I am just a viscount from a remote town, and I only dare to look at her from afar..."

"I used to be a pure nobleman and a warrior of the empire, but now I have been abandoned by history and betrayed my noble identity and become such a ghost."

"So, Mr. Kylandaus, can you stop looking at me with that look, okay?"

Bru was also unhappy. Balzaha might have really seen Macaria's ancestors, so he mistakenly thought she was the person he knew.

Although he soon woke up and seemed to have realized his mistake.

But how could Bru easily believe a vampire?

Monsters like vampires, whether they retain their memories of their lives or not, their true feelings have gradually become distorted because of eternity.

Love will turn into a fierce possessive desire;

Friendship will turn into intense jealousy;

Family affection will turn into an excuse for violence.

Believing them is really a stupid act.

"Of course, I'll disturb you, say goodbye." Bru signaled Macaria to the dragon without looking back. There were no obstacles above the garden, and he also planned to fly out directly with the group.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in Balzaha's eyes. He smiled slightly, and then pressed his sharp hand.

Bru's body stopped for a moment, and he struggled slightly, broke the shackles, and then turned around and glared at Balzaha.

When Oriana saw his movements, she began to activate the spell she had prepared for a long time without thinking.

The bursting white light was released on Oriana's body, and the mist around her was swept away in the light.

But this white light does not feel hot or dazzling, because it is a light called starlight, just like the light emitted by stars in the night sky, shining but not dazzling.

In the vampire's eyes, they didn't like any light, so Balzaha's eyes narrowed slightly.

He said anxiously, "Wait first, wait first, I didn't do anything! I just wanted Mr. Kellandoth not to rush to leave."

Macaria frowned. She could clearly feel his changes on Bru. She said hatefully, "Your way of staying guests is not very open and upright."

Balzaha showed a slightly sarcastic smile, "I really didn't expect that there would be words like "openness" between Tifflin, the magician, the evil blue dragon, and the vampire... Well, let's not waste time, Mr. Kellandoth, you just said you wanted a guide, and I think I can do this position."

"Oliana, wait a moment."

Bru first asked Oriana to stop. Since the other party did not take any further actions, he could tolerate the other party's slight rudeness.
To be continued...