Considering Mo Yan's body, maybe even if he sits on the bench for ten thousand years, he won't get hemorrhoids. What he said now was just nonsense. Mo Yan has always had a habit of chattering. During a battle, as long as he is not in a tough fight, he will talk non-stop. The result of this is that he often gets into hard fights because of his chatter. He is really a guy who won't shed tears until he sees the coffin. As for the habit of chattering that has killed countless bosses, Mo Yan also seriously reflected on it in his spare time, but in the end he was still unable to change this habit. In face-to-face battles, he could not control his mouth at all. This made Mo Yan miss his original world a little. Battles on Earth rarely happened anymore. Shots of two people facing each other with guns fired at each other. To assassinate others was just sniping from a distance or setting off a trap bomb. matter. At this time, the abnormal noise in the office alerted Claude, who was in charge of guarding outside the door. As a close servant, if Mo Yan did not go to rest, then he would not be able to leave his post. This made this Salt man who was originally in good spirits , seems a bit sluggish recently. Claude, who was holding a sword, slammed the door open and barged in. However, with the faint light outside the porch, he could only see Mo Yan standing in the center, but could not see any enemies who could attack. Because Mo Yan made his office very large, once the light from the large chandelier on the dome was lost, all the darkness in the office could not be dispelled by relying solely on the light coming from outside the door. "Response very quickly, Claude. But the enemy is just a little bat." Looking at Claude standing guard at the door, Mo Yan smiled and waved him away and said, "Leave him to me. Come and deal with it. Go and inform Regel and others to check whether the sentry posts and some important storage points are safe. He probably didn't come alone. There may have been other enemies infiltrating the castle." Hearing Mo Yan's words. Ordered, Claude nodded and exited the door. Only Mo Yan and the enemy still hiding in the darkness were left. "Darkness can give people a sense of fear, because it is difficult for many people to see through the darkness." After Claude left, Mo Yan, who was standing there, had no intention of taking out the magic sword. He stood in the center of the office with his arms folded and said: "But that's only for ordinary people. Your strategy is of no use to me. Demons have very deep insights into the soul, and they invented it to look directly into the soul. In fact, the naked eye has little effect, and I happened to have been to hell." Mo Yan's loud voice echoed in the room, and a moment later a burst of blood-colored smoke condensed not far from Mo Yan, slowly. It takes the shape of a man. Dressed in fine clothes, he looked like a nobleman. The long white hair on her slender head is slightly curled, and the skin exposed by the tightly covered clothes is more bloodless than the girl in her prime. A pair of eyes like willow leaves with a scrutinizing look, staring at Mo Yan as if searching. What. "I am the Count of Casa, Dracula." The man looked at Mo Yan and said the first words of his arrival: "I'm sorry to break into your castle under such circumstances. But for the future of the clan, I need to see him. See, the monster trusted by our ancestor has been imprisoned for too long. This world is no longer what she knew before. It is hard for me to believe whether her judgment is correct. " "Ah then look at it. Come to Ellie to find you." Looking at the man in front of him, Mo Yan suddenly realized: "I was still thinking that she might be spending some time. After all, you have been suppressed to that extent. So the current situation is, You decided to experience my power for yourself because you doubted Ellie's view of people? This is what a young man should have, not to be superstitious about the power of authority." "I just don't want the tribe to die inexplicably. It's not that I doubt the vision of the ancestor." After hearing Mo Yan's words, Dracula said with some contradiction: "The return of the ancestor is a good thing for us. I am just worried that she will be deceived by others. We know that the entire continent is preparing for an attack. Here, you must be cautious when dragging the whole clan into a battle of this scale. However, I feel a little relieved after seeing your performance. Since you can find my location, it means that your own strength is not weak, so please let me know more. Give me more strength. This way my heart can be more stable. " "I like your name very much. It fits your race very well." Mo Yan looked at the vampire in front of him and nodded and said, "Now for me. Say, every bit of power is precious. Although I can force Ellie to serve me, I don¡¯t think that will convince you, so just come here and I will let you know to follow me. "The correctness of it." When he first heard Dracula's name, Mo Yan had a familiar feeling. After all, this is a very famous name on Earth, and it has appeared in both movies and novels. Although the man here and the famous vampire have nothing to do with each other.There is no relationship, but in Mo Yan's eyes, his strength is still good, at least worthy of Mo Yan taking him seriously. After obtaining Mo Yan¡¯s consent. Dracula, who had been waiting for a long time, turned into a pool of blood and rushed towards Mo Yan. If there is anything that is best to deal with an enemy who is good at brute force, it is undoubtedly to turn into a liquid that cannot be attacked. No matter how sharp the blade is, it cannot kill water. Facing the blood pouring towards the cow's face, Mo Yan had no intention of dodging. A black flame rose from his body, and the pitch-black color was even deeper and weirder than the surrounding darkness. The clothes on Mo Yan's body withered under the black flames. He was dressed like a gentleman-like tauren, returning to the state of his kind in the vast wild. Only a piece of red cloth was left around his crotch, holding on to the last of his strength. That shameful place. The black flames that suddenly appeared on the Minotaur's body were obviously beyond Dracula's expectations. He had to stop and restore his original body while charging in mid-air. In an instant, he took off the slender blood-red stabbing sword from his waist and attacked Mo Yan in a z-shaped path. Everyone who has fought with vampires knows that trying to compete with vampires in speed is almost courting death. In the eyes of ordinary people, they come and go without a trace. If they are not specially trained warriors, it is difficult to stab these vampires, let alone It is said that every time they kill one person by sucking blood, it is equivalent to an extra life. Even killing them once has no effect. The only change that can be made is to seal it, such as piercing the heart with a wooden stake or something. of. . boom! The heavy punch with black flames hit the handsome face hard. Dracula, who was charging quickly, was punched far away by the huge force. The corrosion of the black fire stained his body, constantly eroding his life and soul. In just a few seconds, he had lost more than a dozen lives. If Mo Yan hadn't ripped away the power from him, he might have died. He must be slowly burned clean in this black fire. "This is the gap between us." Mo Yan looked at Dracula lying on the ground, stepped forward and pulled him up and said, "Although I am a bit arrogant to say this, maybe only demigods can compete with me now. Fighting, your strength is really too weak for me. Of course this does not mean that you are not important. I am not really strong enough to face tens of millions of people. The gods have controlled the entire continent for so long. Their strength is not just that of the God-chosen warriors, regular strength is still very important. "The instant battle ended with Mo Yan's victory. Dracula, who appeared seemingly mysterious and powerful, was quite powerless in the face of absolute power. Just like Mo Yan said, after being tricked by the goddess so many times, he is no longer the original tauren. After briefly understanding Ellie's situation with Dracula, Mo Yan watched him turn into a group of bats and disappear into the night. In a few days, Ellie will return to Thunder Bluff with her family members. Mo Yan needs to do a good job It would be better to accept this group of hundreds of vampires. After Mo Yan confirmed Ellie's loyalty to him, he had been looking for opportunities to bring the Vampire student to Thunder Bluff. The long-lived and powerful vampires are very useful both as elite warriors and as commanders. After all, they have command far beyond that of humans, and their long lifespan allows them to accumulate very good knowledge. Compared with the seemingly powerful dragon clan, the vampire clan is more suitable as the commander of the monster army. However, because Mo Yan had been busy with some things and needed Ellie to guard Thunder Bluff when he left, he did not send her to find his family members. Since Mo Yan returned from the Anas Islands, Mo Yan, who would not leave for a short time, finally sent Ellie to find this helper to enrich his own strength and fill the vacancy of the command staff of the monster army. Under the power of the goddess, although the intelligence of the monsters began to improve, they were still far behind the vampires. "With the help of the vampires, the calculation is one more thing." Walking on the way to the bedroom, Mo Yan said to himself in a happy mood: "But unfortunately, the real difficulty is not the battle on the main plane, but the battle with that A group of gods with the support of gods. Even the once powerful goddess will be defeated. I really don¡¯t know how to fight them" Day by day, the monsters rushed to Thunder Bluff from all areas of Elan. Received pieces of high-quality equipment. The Headless Horseman, who was in charge of the commander-in-chief of the monster legions, formed legions and sent them to various areas. The rebellious city fell under the powerful offensive of the monsters. Those who opposed Mo Yan were picked out one by one by the SS, and then brutally executed in various ways. Under Mo Yan's iron-blooded rule, the entire Elan silenced all opposition voices and became an iron plate. At this time, the mainland coalition forces also showed their appearance at the border of Elam. This force, which combines the strength of all races and countries, once again stood on the front line against monsters like their ancestors. Although theyIt has been multiplying on the mainland for a long time. It is very powerful in terms of population and economy, but it has lost its original powerful technology. Only two people in this world know who will be the final winner (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read it.)