844: C844 Unimaginable

C844 Unimaginable

Murata rushed over to Qin Feng's ear and whispered. His footsteps had already retreated!

Noticing the commotion, the two patrols approached the area.

"You actually didn't say anything, drink their blood!"

The leader also felt that they were leading the other teams closer. Afraid that the two blood banks would be taken away, he immediately ordered.

When Murata heard this, his body trembled and he almost fell to the ground.

However, Qin Feng still stood at his original spot calmly. He raised his hand and pointed at his chest as he shouted, "Bastard, you're all blind! Do you not recognize the Lord's Medal?"

Although the Lord of Cerre was a werewolf, he still belonged to the Dark Council.

Presumably, even if the other party didn't want to give him face, he wouldn't dare to risk his life to fight him.

Suddenly, the leader's smile froze. When he saw the medal on Qin Feng's chest, he immediately sank into amazement with a face full of panic.

"Impossible, my lord belongs to the upper echelon of the council, how could he be Chinese? You yellow pig, the medal must be fake."

The leader pointed at Qin Feng and roared with an evil grin on his face.

The others also reacted, nearly falling into the enemy's trap.

It was because of their lord's high status that they had no way of contacting such low-level, hardworking soldiers.

To them, impersonating a successor was a form of fooling and humiliating!

"Kill him, I want to drink his blood dry!"

The leader shouted in anger, as the two teams behind him also came over, instantly surrounding Qin Feng.

Two of the Blood Clan even reached out and pressed their hands on Qin Feng's shoulders.

Murata, who was at the side, lowered his head. He couldn't help but want to laugh, but he felt very nervous.

This group of Blood Clan had the advantage in numbers. Once Qin Feng took action, it would alarm the Blood Clan Army within the defensive fortress. At that time, even if he had three heads and six arms, he would undoubtedly die.

He was looking forward to see how Qin Feng, this stupid guy, would resist.

Then he would be free again.

Boom!

Just when Qin Feng was about to be escorted to the present, and was about to bleed him with a knife, Qin Feng tore open the seal. His body suddenly changed, and rose 350 centimeters into the air.

Whoosh!

The modified gene completely exploded, a berserk power started to surge within his body.

The two Blood Clan s were suppressed by that aura and instinctively knelt on the ground.

As for that leader, his military knife was already swinging towards Qin Feng's neck, but it suddenly stopped halfway.

His legs trembled as he raised his head to stare at Qin Feng's huge body. The black shadow covered him up.

"Now, let me ask you, is it true or false?"

Qin Feng grinned, which was filled with an evil aura that made people's hearts palpitate.

The aura of the King Level Transformation bloodline was supreme and supreme, firmly suppressing the surrounding Blood Clan and kneeling on the ground.

"No, no. You must be the Prince of the Demon Lord!

The leader trembled as he knelt to the ground. The military knife in his hand had already fallen to the ground. His face was even paler, without a single trace of blood.

"I am the Demon Lord. Lord Qin Feng, do you remember my name!?"

Qin Feng re-sealed his body and returned to the original Xing Tian. He pulled the leader in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

Immediately, the leader continuously nodded his head. He did not dare to resist at all, and from the bottom of his heart, he felt fear and reverence.

That was the royal genetic shape, he didn't dare to doubt it at all. Even if he could fake the medal, but the aura from Qin Feng wasn't something that could be faked by a writer.

The body that was modified by the first generation of Golden Elixir was the form of the Demon Lord Matthew. However, under the transformation of that generation of Golden Elixir, not a single person was able to successfully undergo the awakening process.

"Remember, Lord Qin, you are the special envoy sent by the council. Baron and the others have been waiting for you for a long time. Don't let my wretched life delay them."

As he spoke, the leader continuously smacked his lips. This was the lightest punishment, otherwise, when Qin Feng opened his mouth, he would lose his life.

After all, in the eyes of the nobles of the council, their lives were not even comparable to ants.

If Qin Feng wanted to kill him, he would kill himself with just a glance, or his family would be implicated. This was the system of ruling through Dark Council.

"Oh? Everyone's waiting for me? "

Qin Feng got a lot of useful information from his words. These guys were waiting for an envoy, it seemed like … It was a lord.

As for this Lord, he hasn't arrived yet. Something must have happened to him. Otherwise, why would he suddenly disappear?

Otherwise, they would have been able to get in touch with this place and wouldn't have left these people waiting.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng had a bold plan.

"That's right, we are all waiting for you to take charge of the overall situation here. After all, Lord Baron disagrees, and we, who are at the bottom, don't have the right to speak. We can only rely on you, Lord Xunjue, to decide!"

The leader explained with a fawning smile.

"Hmm, you're right, a bunch of useless people. No wonder they can't get promoted. Even if they don't have the ability to command, in their entire lives, they would only be Baron!"

Qin Feng smiled coldly. The leader quickly complied. He enjoyed the flattery from the west.

"You can get up. There is an ancient saying in China, 'those who don't know will not be punished'. This time, I will let you go. Follow me in."

Qin Feng waved his hand. The leader acted as if he was granted amnesty and quickly followed him, talking about the defensive forces of the fortress and the current situation.

Murata was completely dumbfounded as he stood on the spot. He was secretly joyous to the point that his heart was broken.

He scratched at his hair, feeling that the craziest thing in the world was less than a third of what he was seeing.

What kind of situation was this, was this group of Blood Clan brainless?

After thinking for a moment, he found the reason. It was Qin Feng's unique symbol, Demon Lord Matthew, the King Level Transformation gene. It gave him the characteristics of a Dark Council noble.

Thus, this group of Blood Clan did not dare to question them.

Feeling helpless, he shook his head. He was extremely shocked in his heart. The longer he got to know Qin Feng, the more terrified he felt.

This person was extremely powerful and suffocating, regardless of whether it was his strength or his brain.

Ten minutes later …0

Qin Feng sat in a small white meeting room that was just built a few days ago. There were more than ten middle-aged men and women sitting on both sides of the long line.

On the contrary, it had the air of a member of the council.

Qin Feng sat in the main seat, the leader who escorted him in. Steven stood behind him with a face full of pride.

Just now, he didn't die, and his flattering skill was very strong. It made Qin Feng feel very comfortable, actually bestowing him the status of a personal guard.

Even Baron had to be respectful to the personal guards of his lord.

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