373: C373 Knights of the Round Table

C373 Knights of the Round Table

While Shen Qingfeng and the group of senior vampires were confronting each other, no one noticed that there was another group of people heading in this direction twenty kilometers away.

Most of them were wearing silver armor and had swords at their waists. There were about thirty to forty of them.

Their attire was similar to medieval Knights of the Round Table. If ordinary people saw them, they would definitely think that some team was cosplaying.

However, the problem was that the horses they rode were snow-white and looked very handsome. Their running speed was not inferior to the cars that were running at full speed. It made them feel like a legend had appeared once again!

"Master Lancelot, there is an unusual movement in the direction of the castle. The dark aura has become more than a hundred times denser than usual. The enemy may have noticed our movement!"

At this moment, a knight received a warning from a spy. He loudly asked the captain for permission. Sir ___, there is an unusual movement in the direction of the castle. The dark aura has become more than a hundred times denser than usual. The enemy may have already discovered our movement!

Lancelot was one of the Gold Knights of Church of Light. His reputation shook the entire Tiger Continent. He directly listened to the Pope's orders. His appearance often represented light!

He was a man with dense golden hair like a lion. He had a hooked nose, and the golden armor on his body tightly wrapped around his healthy body. His bulging muscles contained extremely terrifying power.

What did not match his strength was his young age. He was the youngest among all the Gold Knights. He was only 29 years old, and he was also one of the top geniuses of the Church of Light!

"The Pope and Holy Maiden ordered us to remove this dark stronghold tonight. We have no other choice."

"Knights! For glory!"

He pulled out the golden sword at his waist, and golden combat power burst out from his body, illuminating the night sky!

Blood Clan had already noticed their movements. It would not have the effect of a surprise attack, but the belief in his heart did not allow him to shrink back. He would win this battle!

"Charge! Brothers, my long sword will drink the blood of the dark creatures tonight!"

"Fight for the Pope!"

" Fight for Holy Maiden! "

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Under Lancelot's guidance, this group of knights' fighting spirit was at its peak. Colorful combat power appeared, like torches burning in the darkness.

The warhorses felt the emotions of their masters and all looked up to the sky and hissed. The speed of the whole group increased by 30%, turning into bolts of lightning as they rushed in the direction of the castle.

"I say, is there something wrong with your brain? You came to China to kill people, and I just came to greet you. Are you treating your guests with this kind of attitude?"

Shen Qingfeng smiled indifferently. What right did this kind of trash have to talk to him? If he wanted to kill the other party, he only needed to flick his finger!

"Human... Bait... Humble..."

"God Clan... dominates everything..."

A large number of realm vampires appeared in the garden of the ancient castle. They were led by the giant Blood Clan. They thought that the Blood Clan was the ruler of the world. When they heard Shen Qingfeng's words, cruel smiles appeared on their faces.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

The power of the ancient castle was not limited to this. A large number of low grade Blood Servant gathered in this direction. They surrounded Shen Qingfeng from three layers inside and three layers outside. They were waiting for their master's order to tear the intruders into pieces!

"What, you want to win with numbers? Trash is always trash. Why don't you understand this simple logic?"

A golden light flashed in Shen Qingfeng's eyes. Although he couldn't uproot the Blood Clan tonight, there were so many core members of the Blood Clan gathered here. If all of them were eliminated, it would be enough to make those upper level vampires feel bad for a while.

He was ready to make a big scene. He used Qin Yuantian's words to say that he was impulsive and did not consider the consequences, but in fact, he had been following some rules in his heart.

One of them was - Those who offend my China will be punished even if they are far away!

"Pow... Pow... Pow..."2

Just as the vampires were about to make their move, a round of applause was heard, attracting their attention.

"Well said! Young man from the east, in my long life, I rarely see such a lively child like you. I really admire you."

Count Magnus, dressed in a tuxedo, walked over elegantly. His sharp eyes looked at Shen Qingfeng with interest. There was a mysterious smile on his face.

The vampires made way and crawled on the ground. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Even the giant vampire retracted his bat wings and lowered his head.

The internal rules of Blood Clan were strict. High-level vampires had absolute power over life and death. This was the oppression from the bloodline!

"But you made a fatal mistake. You shouldn't have shouted in the territory of an earl. This will make you lose your life."

"Come, kneel down and beg for my forgiveness. Trust me, all of this will pass."

Magnus tried to make himself look noble and gentlemanly, but the bearing of a superior person could only be formed after a long period of time. This was clearly what an upstart like him lacked.

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