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He La's eyelids drooped down and his eyes averted. Then, his eyelids twitched as he said with a slightly mocking smile:

"I think this organization has already died! Even with the Hall of the Gods and the huge intelligence network of the six branches of the military intelligence, they could not find the slightest bit of information! "

"Although Black Duke Ba Teer is powerful, he is unable to resist the tide of history and can only hide. He chose to protect the Rothschild family and the Luo Family gave them the funds and materials, as well as the support of the blood slave! "

"Oh, no wonder Rothschild doesn't introduce equity and strategic investors!"

Jiang Tian seemed to have understood something as he muttered to himself.

"There's no way to explain it to most of the shareholders because of the huge amount of money spent on the vampires."

"As for Rothschild, a clan that is conservative and unambitious, to be able to stand for 200 years without collapsing is already going against common sense! Only by relying on an extremely powerful force can it be explained! "

In the China, the strongest secular disciple was undoubtedly the China.

However, the China still had the existences of the semi hidden sects and hidden sects. It was said that there were many Old Monster s with Divine Stage above that.

Then, outside of the Hall of the Gods, there should also be a group of people hiding their powers. Otherwise, the East and West would have lost balance long ago.

"Sir Jiang Taichu, I think you should eliminate the root of the problem and eliminate all future troubles. Get rid of the Rothschild family and the Black Count Ba Teer behind him!"

He La sincerely and sincerely suggested. The Holy Light spread out for a while as it handed over a map with its two hands that was made to mark the place and said:

"Rose Castle, more than ten kilometers away from the northern suburbs of Paris, is where Ba Teer lives!"

"He La, you aren't helping me."

Jiang Tian did not accept the map, but placed his hands behind his back and spoke meaningfully.

"Sir, what do you mean?" He La was shocked.

Jiang Tian said with a smile that was not a smile: "You want me to help you get rid of this great threat called Strigoi, or make me tired of dealing with Strigoi, so I won't have anymore time to deal with Hall of the Gods, right?"

He did not expect that Jiang Tian had already seen through everything.

In that moment, Hera's face turned as white as paper, her entire body drenched in sweat, and her delicate body started to tremble.

She slowly pulled back the map, her entire mind on alert, and forced a smile: "Master Jiang Taichu, you misunderstood me! If you think my good advice is a trick, then I take my words back! "

"No matter what you think, I'm going to get rid of them!"

Jiang Tian took the map, and then fiercely patted her perky butt and laughed:

"Whether it is the Dark Council or not, none of you have the qualifications to be my opponent!"

"Sir Jiang Taichu, He La has always respected you. How could you be so frivolous to me! "

He La's face flushed red, her beautiful eyes filled with mist that could drip water, as she yelled out in both displeasure and joy.

"You should have a lifespan of 200 years right? I didn't expect you to keep it so well! Zhou Si is dead, you must be very lonely! "

Jiang Tian laughed sinisterly, he soared into the sky and transformed into a golden ray of light, flying towards the distance as if he was shocked by lightning.

"Sigh, my 'Heavenly Queen' is just a title, it has nothing to do with Zhou Si at all!"

He La let out a faint sigh, suppressed the numbing feeling that rose from his whole body and mind, stepped on a Holy Light, and chased after Jiang Tian.

When Jiang Tian had just entered Paris.

In the northern suburbs of Paris, Rose Castle was shrouded in black clouds, looking very old, giving off a terrifying and sinister feeling.

The rusted metal door was tightly shut, and its surface was covered with unknown vines and plants.

In the courtyard, Rose and Rose were withering, but the nameless shrubs and weeds were waist-deep. One wild cat after another shot out like arrows, densely packed with bats.

A black cat was squatting on the windowsill with a sparrow in its beak. It chewed with a crunch. Its golden pupils had shrunk to the point of a needle. There was a bloodthirsty taste in its mouth.

Around the courtyard, the tree branches of the France's parasol tree were piercing towards the sky like ghost claws.

There were a lot of crows crouching on the tree branches, their bewitching eyes vigilantly staring at the night sky.

Hu hu!

A few civilian Helicopter broke the silence and came spiraling over through the roiling black clouds, panic-stricken like dogs that had lost their homes.

One after another Helicopter descended on the empty ground in the courtyard.

The cabin door opened, and under the protection of a large amount of bodyguards, a group of Rothschild family s dressed extravagantly yet in a slightly sorry state hurried out.

"Dad, this place is so scary! Why are there so many crows? I feel cold all over! "

The one complaining was Nei Sen's most beloved little Daughter, Anarine.

She had a delicate melon seed face, exquisite makeup without a single blemish. Her evening dress revealed her tall and slender body, her long golden hair was draped over her shoulders, and on her head was an exquisite crown embedded with diamonds.

On her creamy jade neck, she wore a blue diamond necklace called "Heart of the Sea," worth at least 100 million euros, and her feet stepped on a pair of red suede high heels made for her by the chief designer of Gucci.

He was like the bright moon, a natural born beauty, a high and mighty little princess.

The Anarine was very beautiful, but it was definitely not a useless vase. The Anarine's cosmetics and Jones' jewel's medicine, which were worth hundreds of millions of euros under her family's banner, were all created by her.

These two brands had a lot of influence in the world, and were now on par with many of the famous luxury brands in Europe.

At this moment, being chased away like a stray dog, she said unhappily: "That Jiang Taichu can't do anything to us, he has to abide by international law!"

"Dad, at this time, we should go abroad! What's the use of coming here? "

Lei Meng pounded his chest and stomped his feet.

He had never thought that Jiang Taichu would really attack Paris and make the entire France submit to him.

Until now, he still felt that everything was unreal, like a nightmare, a ridiculous nightmare!

To challenge an army of a country alone, and one of the Five Permanent Members of the France, was this something out of a legend?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have kicked anyone who told him so.

"Shut up! If you hadn't caused trouble in the sordonide, how would we have ended up as homeless dogs! "

Nei Sen's expression turned sinister, his cold eyes were enough to kill. He lifted his hand and slapped Lei Meng's face with a heavy ear.

Pow!

Lei Meng was beaten until his nose started to bleed profusely. He staggered for a bit, and finally managed to avoid falling to the ground.

Nei Sen was furious, he never thought that Lei Meng would be so strong.

If not for the fact that he still had a hidden card up his sleeves, it was very possible that today would be the day the Rothschild family would be destroyed.

Three hundred years of foundation, destroyed in an instant!

Lei Meng was beaten until he was dizzy and his head buzzed. He was stunned, covering his face and did not dare to speak.

Actually, the Rothschild family's Members were all puzzled as to why Nei Sen brought everyone to this place.

However, no one dared to question Nei Sen's authority. No one could do anything but look at each other, shake their heads and sigh, patiently waiting for an answer.

Only Jie Musi seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were filled with excitement. His father could not have been summoning him ? That, right?

Nei Sen no longer bothered with Lei Meng and the others.

He walked quickly to a circular marble altar in the courtyard, directly opposite the entrance, and knelt down respectfully before the castle door.

This castle had not been cleaned for who knew how many years. It was filthy, and the round altar was filled with rotten leaves and bird droppings.

However, Nei Sen did not hesitate to kneel and kowtow, even touching his forehead.

Seeing this scene, Anarine was extremely shocked and confused. A pair of clear and beautiful eyes were hanging on the edge of popping out.

His father was someone who was on par with the President Sanchez. What kind of grand character would make him kneel in such a manner?

Just then, took out a blade and cut his palm with it, raising his bloodied hands up high, he kowtowed.

Ignoring the pain, he pressed his hands on the grooves on the altar and said loudly with a pious look on his face,

"Esteemed Blood God Lord Ba Teer, your loyal Slave, Rothschild family's little Nei Sen, requests for your help!"

"Blood God Ba Teer? Our family is actually the Slave of the Blood God Ba Teer? "

Anarine was shocked, she could not believe it.

She had heard too many legends about Ba Teer since she was young. In these legends, Ba Teer was the god who guarded the France!

Legend has it that he was the son of French Marshal Giles during the Hundred Years' War, fighting alongside the Holy Maiden Joan.

After that, he and his father had studied alchemy together, discovered the power of blood, killed more than 3000 British prisoners, and finally summoned the descendant of the first generation Vampire Gai Yin, condensing into an immortal Strigoi in order to repel the enemy.

The blood in Nei Sen's palm flowed non-stop, pouring into the hexagram on the marble platform, along with all kinds of beautiful patterns.

Those blood seemed to have come to life as they continuously flowed and trembled in the hexagram's groove, changing constantly in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, everyone could clearly feel that a mysterious and bizarre force had awoken or activated.

While everyone was still in shock, a dazzling blood-red light shot over from the distance.

That bloody light was dozens of meters long and extremely sharp. It was like a bloody blade that could cut through the sky, and it irradiated the sky for half a day until it turned completely red.

The bloody light was as sharp as a blade, and its wide tail was as vast as the sea. It was as if waves were crashing against the shore, and could sweep through the nine heavens.

Everywhere they passed, skyscrapers would collapse one by one, and corpses would be caught in the bloody light.

The surging blood light had a monstrous murderous aura. It was incomparably vicious.

There were hundreds of corpses, and there were even quite a few Tank car s and corpses floating within.

"This is ?" The Lord Blood God is here! "

Nei Sen's face was filled with joy, as though he had seen a god. He trembled in excitement, his tears flowing as he kowtowed.

"There have been rumors saying that a Count Strigoi can repel over ten thousand troops in one battle! Previously, I did not believe it, but now, I do! "2

Behind Nei Sen, a military uniform wearing Mercenary mercenary, sighed emotionally as he looked at the sky, his mouth filled with bitterness.

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