Magicparty（6）

  Dekula followed Tianlei to the hotel room upstairs and formally visited the three major figures of the Kongtian, Jinxian, and Xiangyang sects. Dekula was secretly shocked by the strength displayed by Kongtian and others, which was inadvertently revealed in their movements, and felt grateful for his good luck that night. If it weren't for the carelessness of the Xiangyang Sect Master, he might have been beheaded by him with one sword.

  At the same time, Dekura, this old fox, also discovered that these Chinese people with strong powers were a bit scary. They seemed to not understand anything about worldly affairs at all. Dekura's crooked brain started working again: "Hmmm, maybe forming an alliance with these Chinese is the best choice? Of course, it would be our Philippe family forming an alliance with them... The Dark Assembly is just a tool, after all. Naturally, we Philippe family will get the benefits first."

  De Ku La had a plan in mind, and he immediately began to fawn on Kong Tian Lao Dao and the others. Now, he no longer saw them as mere food, but rather as truly respectable and valuable allies. As such, his stiff and ancient etiquette became even more meticulous, with every gesture and movement perfectly polite. The result was that his noble bearing nearly caused Xian Yao Zong Zhu to jump out of his skin - how could someone as carefree as him possibly have the patience for such a formal conversation?

  Xiaoyao Zongzhu's heart was filled with endless bitterness, and a small white face suddenly stretched out an inch.

  Yi Chen led a large group of people, sitting in the vehicle provided by the hotel, and drove towards the center of Manhattan. Michelle asked to go to the most lively place in Manhattan to stroll around, Feili absolutely agreed with her opinion, and Yi Chen had no choice but to follow along.

  Fiona sat in the first car with Michelle, accompanied by Phil brothers. Yi Chen took Jester, Chekhov and Cain into the second car. Jester and Chekhov lay on a sofa, Jester's two legs pressed unceremoniously on Chekhov's body, but Chekhov didn't mind, he was completely intoxicated in the long-lost scent of marijuana.

  "Boss, I've been having a bit of an issue with my strength lately. Yesterday night, I accidentally crushed the faucet with one hand and when I was turning off the lights, my fist went through the wall. What should I do?"

  Yi Chen said indifferently, "It doesn't matter, it's just money. Compensation is fine... As for your own problem, get used to it. Your power has increased too quickly, so you're definitely not used to it. Probably in a week or so, you won't have this problem anymore. However, Kayne, you must practice diligently every day, otherwise I'll throw you into the sea."

  Yi Chen couldn't help but feel a little envious, thinking: "If I had your innate talent and capital, I would have definitely broken through the first major cycle by now... Sigh..."

  As they chatted idly, the car in which Fei Li and others were riding suddenly collided with a black Lincoln. The other car had just come out of an enclosure surrounded by iron wire netting, and it was unclear how it happened, but the two cars' front ends lightly kissed each other, and their bumpers flew off in all directions.

  Yi Chen furrowed his brow and muttered in a low voice, "Trouble's coming, Jester, Chekhov, get ready to go out and teach someone a lesson." Lately, Yi Chen had been feeling stifled too. The vampires from Dekura, the Chinese cultivators like Tian Lei Zi, and those Japanese ninjas like Chrysanthemum... in short, he couldn't afford to offend any of these three sides, so he'd been pretending to be a good boy all along. Now that he finally had an opportunity to pick a fight, how could he not seize it?

  As soon as the words fell, Jester and Chekhov had already kicked open the car door and rushed out. Yichen smiled strangely a few times, took Cain to open the door and walked out. Behind them, Sabia and Kuru led a group of people who also came up in a hurry.

  The door of the black Lincoln opened and a middle-aged man with thick braids of hair walked out, frowning and saying: "What's going on? Your car is too careless..."

  Phil, Goll opened the car door, and Phil led Michelle out. The driver of the hotel had already stuttered to explain: "Sir, your speed is too fast, you should have a speed when you drive."

  The middle-aged man, the high priest of 'Luo Yue' glared with rounded eyes and roared in anger: "Do you think it's our fault?" The several young Indians behind him jumped off the carriage quickly, provokingly staring at Yi Chen and others.

  Yi Chen hadn't spoken yet, but Mei Xue Er had already rushed forward, pointing at Habina and saying: "Hey, old thing, it's clear that you guys crashed into our car, why are you still being so aggressive? What do you think you are? You're going to die tonight." Mei Xue Er bluntly issued a death threat. Behind her, Sha Bi Ya and Ke Lu had already started taking note of the surrounding terrain, preparing for tonight's surprise attack. Hmm, it's a black building with a crescent moon emblem... damn, we'll wipe out everyone inside tonight.

  When was Habina ever scolded like that? His face changed, and he slapped Michelle's cheek heavily. Fili's hand tightened, pulling Michelle back, and behind him, Chikov smiled strangely and took another slap.

  Habina exerted his strength, and with a strange howl, his palm and Chekhov's palm collided heavily. Chekhov let out a strange cry, rubbing his palm as he quickly retreated to Yidun, complaining in a low voice: "Boss, my hand is numb, damn it, this guy is weird." Yidun furrowed his brow, gently grasping Chekhov's palm and massaging it a few times. The powerful true yuan energy instantly dissipated Habina's force.

  Habina's joy was short-lived, as Chekhov had palmed two razor-sharp blades that now deeply pierced his palm and protruded from the back of his hand. Habina let out a deafening roar, leaping to his feet and clutching at his mangled palm in agony. How could he have known that Chekhov, that scoundrel, would resort to such a trick? The blades, infused with Chekhov's true yuan force, were lethally sharp, capable of slicing through human flesh as easily as tofu, and Habina's palm had been no match for them.

  Those young Indians changed color and rushed up. Kane let out a few strange laughs, clenched his fists and charged out. Yichen helplessly shouted: "Kane, be careful, don't get anyone killed."

  Kane pretended not to hear Yichen's words, and the true yuan force in his body had been growing at an unimaginable speed for a Tianxing Sect cultivator over the past two days. His vitality was so abundant that he was worried about finding a way to vent it out, and now was the perfect opportunity to loosen up his cramped muscles.

  Those young people didn't even have time to cast their tribe's spells before they felt as if a small car had crashed into their heads, and with a buzzing sound, everything went black. Cain looked at the five Indians who had fallen to the ground, their faces covered in blood. His big eyes rolled around for a few moments, then he let out a strange laugh as he looked towards Habi.

  Habina was stunned, his five subordinates were all good hands within the tribe, how could they be knocked unconscious by this guy with just one punch? He was still in a daze when he suddenly felt a chill behind him, countless pieces of fabric flew out, and then he saw a cold glow radiating from in front of him, the light was so intense that it was dazzling. Habina let out a sharp cry: "Spare my life, I was wrong!" When he came to his senses later, he furiously discovered that all his clothes as well as the hair on his body had been shaved clean.

  Jie Si licked the dragon-slaying dagger in his hand, coldly smiling and saying: "The boss didn't want to take a life, so you got to live, understand?"

  Dozens of people have rushed out of the 'Luo Yue' building. Yi Chen shrugged: "Enough, retreat, their people are coming."

  "Kill them, kill them!" Habina screamed. Without regard for the fact that they were in one of Manhattan's busiest areas with countless people watching, he furiously ordered his men to cut them down.

  Phil furrowed his brow and threw a heavy punch at Habina's chest, unleashing a thick fist wind that broke through the air. Habina spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, let out a miserable cry, and was punched out for over ten meters before heavily crashing onto the grass within the iron fence. The people who rushed out quickly surrounded him in anxiety, asking with concern: "Lord Priest, are you alright?"

  Yi Chen dragged Mi Xue'er, who refused to give up, into the car and called out to everyone to get on before leaving.

  Mishelle bit Yicheng's hand mercilessly, then kicked Jester's belly heavily and roared: "Why don't you just behead him? You're my superior, but having a superior like you is simply unlucky."

  Jester gazed at Misha with a strange look, muttered to himself without speaking, tilted his head, and suddenly had another big hemp in his mouth. Chekhov chuckled and lit it for him, then spoke to Misha in a weird tone: "Miss, Jester is just like that, if you don't mind considering me instead... I'm actually a good person too, I have no bad habits, never use my hands to hurt others... Hehe..."

  Mishka blinked her eyes and looked at Chekhov, asking: "What are you talking about?"

  Chekhov rolled his eyes, and Easy stepped down heavily on his toes, passing a message saying: "Chekhov, you bastard, if you don't want the entire Philipp family of vampires to hunt you down all over the world, then behave yourself, got it? Michelle is not someone you or I can mess with."

  Chekhov suddenly remembered some consequences, and his whole body involuntarily trembled, and he immediately began to fawn on Mishka with a flattering smile.

  Kalanti and Lonn looked at the building opposite, saw Habina and Yichen's conflicting scene, Kalanti gently shook her head: "Eh yo, did you see? Lonn, that little girl, and those people behind, seem to be vampires? In broad daylight, these high-level vampires are too shameless! What do they want to do?"

  Luo Nan didn't care about these things, he pointed and said: "I'm actually interested in those people... Kalanti, haven't you noticed? The little guy wielding the short dagger is that traitor from a few years ago."

  "Good God, that corrupt Prelate of the Shakle clan? The one they call the greatest genius the Church has seen in a century? Ah, what's his name...? Hmm, he's indeed a traitor, consorting with these bloodsuckers. He deserves to die, I should..."

  "No, Galanti, what does he have to do with us? Alright, he's a traitor, but we two aren't responsible for hunting him down, why look for trouble? Our current strength isn't enough to deal with several aspects at the same time... But do we need to lead them to his head?"

  Kalanti turned her face, looking at Luo Nan with a smile: "Oh? Your meaning is to lead these vampires to our beloved and noble bishops?"

  Luonan revealed a strange smile: "Hmph, I think this is beneficial for us."

  Kalanti muttered in a low voice: "Luo Nan, I always thought you were a good person."

  Luo Nan smiled: "Of course, my old friend, am I not a good person to you?"

  The two of them exchanged a few sly smiles, and then Galanti clapped her hands. A referee immediately pushed open the door and walked in. Galanti ordered: "Prepare the vehicle, we're leaving here. In three days' time, at midnight, we'll come back for the Sacred Beetle."

  Mishelle was yelling loudly in the car, grabbing Yichen's phone: "Keru, listen to me! Tonight, go and demolish that building... Is it troublesome? I don't care about trouble, just demolish the building for me and get rid of everyone inside... Hmm, Feilisi sister... Never mind, just break their legs and strangle half of them. Hmph, I'm not a killer king, I won't kill so many people."

  After venting her anger, Moxi habitually tossed Yichen's phone with one hand. If it weren't for Jester's quick reflexes, the poor phone would have landed on the road. Yichen hugged Feili tightly and slapped Moxi's head hard, muttering: "Hey, isn't this mine?"

  Meng Xue'er blinked her eyes and hummed: "Penny-pincher, isn't it just a mobile phone?... Hmm, how boring. Last time you guys went to kill someone, you didn't even call me... Fei Li jie jie, shall we go teach them a lesson tonight?"

  Fēi lì flipped her eyes: "Mì xuě er, as a girl, you should be more elegant and refined, can't like violence too much."

  Miki said relentlessly: "Just once, I just want to see what it's like to chop people... Yi, come with me tonight, okay? Jester, you're not allowed to hide, and Chekhov, you have to come too. Hmph."

  "Miss Mìxuě, this is just a small problem, no need to make such a big fuss about it?" Yi Chen thought to herself: "You're so ruthless, just slightly provoking you and you want to wipe out someone's entire family, you little girl are too cruel."

  Mishu blinked her eyes, looking at Yichen, and then a thin layer of mist slowly appeared in the corners of her eyes, as if she was about to cry. She muttered: "Hmph, you all bully me, no one wants to play with me." Yichen's scalp felt numb, he quickly covered her mouth and smiled: "Haha, okay, Miss Mishu, I'll come over tonight to teach them a lesson. Who dares to bully our Miss Mishu?" Mishu immediately burst into laughter, giggling as she went to bully Chikov.

  Yi Chen didn't have to go so far to accommodate Miel, but her identity was too sensitive. Since Yi Chen wasn't willing to give up the opportunity to get along with Deacula and others, and at the same time wanted to slowly start contacting the Dark Council's forces, he had to get along well with this strange little girl Miel.

  Anyway, those Indians were a bit too arrogant, but it's just breaking a few bones, forget it, let's play with Mei Xue for now.

  Behind them, Kalanti's motorcade had just exited the building's parking lot when more than ten anti-materiel rifles began their frantic shooting. The fully automatic large-caliber sniper rifle under the control of the top killer on 'Devil's Wings' seemed to have bullets that had eyes as they pierced through the carriages, and the lower-ranking officials of the Holy See inside immediately had holes the size of bowls on their bodies. With a loud "boom", three cars exploded simultaneously...

  Kalanti and Luonan stared at each other in the room, wondering which evil spirit they had offended. Who had they provoked? Why were they being continuously assassinated? Kalanti angrily vowed: "I must..."

  Luo Nan didn't wait for his oath to finish, pulling him towards the door and saying in a low voice: "Forget it, the situation is too chaotic now, we can't sort out these threads. Hurry up and arrange our people, while the Dark Council's men are causing trouble for those high priests, we'll take the Holy Scarab and leave New York... Let's go, let's go, while those assassins think they've already taken us down."

  Kalanti reluctantly followed Luo Nan and said in a gloomy tone, "We could have taken them down. Twelve people scattered within a one-kilometer radius."

  Luonan shook his head: "Old friend, have you been confused by a single injury? You're not such an impulsive person... Think about it, can we really take them down in broad daylight like this? Many civilians will witness it."

  The two stepped out of the door, then their feet slowly retreated back. Galanti smiled wryly: "Looks like our good friend has arrived."

  Luonan's eyes narrowed as he gazed down the dimly lit, fog-filled corridor, his voice low and menacing: "Damn it, who is this master strong enough to match us? In the Dark Assembly, there can't be more than..."

  "Thirty... umm, this aura is that of a very high-ranking undead mage... and the serious injuries on my body haven't healed yet."

  The two of them exchanged a glance, let out a loud roar, and transformed into two beams of piercing holy light that shattered a wall, protruded from the building, and shot out. A hoarse, sinister curse echoed through the air: "Damn cowards... Neither of you has the guts to fight me one-on-one?"

  Another voice came: "Gegewu Si, perhaps they have found me."

  Another voice came out: "Of course, Congressman Farkas, maybe they also know of my existence."

  Gegge Wusu's helpless complaint: "The three of us only released my breath, but somehow they all detected it. Why is that, Senator Svenks?"

  "Whatever, the Vatican people aren't idiots. The three of us are here, those two absolutely can't be our opponents... Oh, let's go, what did they come to New York for? Hmm... They actually made us rush all the way from Europe, and the leader of the American branch is pretty good, not an idiot at all. Galanti and Loran aren't people they can handle."

  Three pale green figures flashed by, taking with them the murky fog that had been surrounding them.

  New York Police Department, a man in black handed the receiver to the director, who had lost all his power and lazily took it: "Hello, I'm here at the New York Police Department... Oh, madam, good morning... What? You saw two white lights rushing out of a building? ...Oh, you must be seeing things, yes, I swear, you're seeing things... Who am I? I'm the director of the New York Police Department... You don't believe me and there's nothing I can do about it, oh God, people's circumstances are always strange.

  The director, who was extremely dissatisfied, slammed the receiver on the table and shouted at the black-clad man in front of him: "What the hell is going on? It's all paranormal reports, everywhere there are strange and bizarre reports, and videos... Who can tell me what happened?"

  That man in black didn't speak. As the door opened, a high-ranking man in black strolled in and said with a swing of his arm: "Oh, Director, sorry, of course, according to your administrative level, there are many things you can't know, but I occasionally show mercy and let some small characters know some inside information... The bigwigs at the Ministry of National Defense were very angry about the annihilation of a batch of elites, so they issued a special order requiring us to take action. Oh, we are delighted to work for America."

  The director was speechless, weakly taking over the megaphone handed to him by another black-clad man, and said in a low voice: "Oh, sir, you must be seeing things. This is impossible... Someone fell from the building? The cross crushed them into pieces? Oh, this is an illusion, I suggest you go see a psychologist." After Galanti and Lonnar escaped, they killed those snipers to vent their anger, but were seen by someone.

  The man in black who came later said faintly, "Every time you just need to talk to them for more than ten seconds, we can determine their position and identity, then everything else you don't have to worry about."

  The director said in a low voice: "I understand, you will wash their brains... Oh, how many secrets has the United States hidden?"

  All the men in black smiled, but no one answered his question.

  The moon is dark and the wind is strong.

  The Chrysanthemum people refused to leave the hotel, they had changed their plan of action, and were waiting for reinforcements from within the country to arrive before launching a large-scale surprise attack on the Vatican's men. So now, in order to avoid conflict with the Vatican, all members of the Chrysanthemum stayed put in the hotel. As for Tianlei and his group, they were even more depressed, having no interest in enjoying themselves on the streets, but knowing that it was absolutely impossible to make a move within the hotel, so as long as the Chrysanthemum people didn't budge, they could only continue to entangle them.

  Dequla was very happy, he and Kongtian Lao Dao had already established a certain friendship at this moment, and he had traveled to China several hundred years ago. At this moment, talking with Kongtian Lao Dao and others, it was also a matter of course.

  So, Dekula didn't notice that Michelle had taken away a large number of subordinates, those who were originally going to report to the Grand Duke, but were scared by Michelle's temper and obediently became her henchmen, following her to teach 'Luo Yue' people a lesson.

  Yi Chen had already agreed to Mei Xue's request, so he could only force his subordinates to follow Mei Xue out to fight, leaving Sally behind at the hotel. Since he had already revealed his true strength in front of De Kula, Yi Chen no longer hid anything and exerted some of his power, following Mei Xue and others as if he were a large bird soaring through the air.

  Twelve grand dukes closely guarded Michelle, tightly following her around. Yi Chen led Feili, Fei'er, Geer and Jie Si to skate with Michelle. Behind them, hundreds of vampire bats flapped their wings excitedly, hovering back and forth, thinking about how they could feast tonight.

  As for Cain and Chekhov, the two did not have such a leisurely ability to glide through the air, so Cain had to carry Chekhov and ran with big strides on the road below. Cain was getting more and more excited, with the strong true yuan circulating inside his body, he could often take twenty meters in one step, and gradually began to lightly tap the top of walls and lampposts, allowing him to jump out a great distance.

  Before long, everyone saw in front of them that on the black building with a curved crescent-shaped emblem emitting a faint silver glow, which could be seen clearly from afar. Kuru Kuru laughed: "Miss, that's it, we remembered it clearly during the day... do we charge in or call them out to reason?"

  Yi Chen gazed at him with a strange expression: "Mr. Klu, we're here to beat people up, maybe there's no need to talk too much reason?"

  Kerou nodded: "So, I know."

  Keru knew the consequences, a group of people fell in front of the "Luo Yue" building, and then Keru punched out with one fist, the thick iron door was immediately shattered like a withered tree, as if a heavy bomb had exploded, countless sharp metal fragments whizzed into the hall.

  More than thirty 'Lunar' tribesmen who were on guard in the hall let out a miserable howl as they fell to the ground, more than a dozen of them had been standing near the gate and their bodies had already been pierced by these whistling iron fragments. The others didn't even have time to react, having just raised the automatic weapons in their hands, when they saw with terror countless black bats rushing in from the gate, blood-red eyes flashing with malicious light, huge fangs slowly protruding from their mouths, and then these bats pounced on them, their teeth mercilessly piercing the arteries of these 'Lunar' tribesmen.

  A loud, mournful howl rose up, and Mihailov's eyes gleaming with light, led twelve grand dukes in a charge, shouting loudly: "Faster, faster, suck them dry... Wow, these people are so ugly, they must not be tasty to eat at all. Hmmph, I only suck the blood of pretty girls."

  Yi Chen followed Mei Xue'er in, and upon hearing this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. This little girl was quite particular about her emotions.

  Chekhov struggled to get down from Cain's hands, shouting: "Brothers, it's a party." A faint blue glow surrounded his head, and hundreds of sharp blades flew out of his pocket. Chekhov rushed towards the elevator first, but Jest's speed was faster, and he rushed past him, causing Chekhov to curse.

  Cain, Phil and Goll stood behind Yichen with disinterest. Phil gently stroked his silver crew cut and asked in a low voice: "Boss, do we need to take action?"

  Yi Chen thought for a moment, then hugged Feili and said: "Hmm, Jester doesn't need to worry, but Chekhov, you guys go take a look, if there's anything good, bring it back... Hmm? Strange, why can't I sense Chekhov's aura?"

  A grand duke heard this and hastily closed his eyes, a black aura flashing from his body. Quickly, he opened his eyes and said in surprise: "That's right, there's something strange about this building. I can't sense any aura, not even yours, even though you're right next to me. What's going on?"

  "Everyone, be careful. This building is strange, so let's stick together. Misha, stay close to Feli and don't run around... Phil, you three go up and meet Jester and Chekhov. Hmm, be careful."

  Phil and Gollum silently drew their long swords, bringing with them two waves of heat as they charged out. Cain let out a loud cackle, picking up a light machine gun from the ground, excitedly following Phil and the others as they rushed forward.

  Michele stuck close to Feli, shouting orders: "Thirty people go downstairs and check if there's a basement. If you find that son of a bitch from this morning, break his head for me... The rest of you go upstairs, I want everyone in this building taken out."

  Yi Chen couldn't help but shake his head in dismay, he had actually fallen to the point of being an accomplice for a little girl, it was really...

  Jester and Chekhov had just reached the 30th floor when they split up. Jester took the elevator to continue his ascent, while Chekhov began a massacre with great fanfare. He shouted excitedly: "I knew it, I'm Chekhov, you're not good people! Can a normal company have so many gunmen? At least fifty per floor, hum..."

  A streak of white light flashed in the air, and with each flash, a gunman fell to the ground with a miserable cry. Chikov was indeed a standard villain, as every one of his knives pierced through the lower body of these poor devils... Chikov shouted loudly: "Ah ha, keep shooting, keep shooting!"

  As he said, those gunmen crazily shot at him, but a blue energy shield appeared in front of Chikov. Those bullets slowed down immediately after touching the shield and then floated quietly in the air. Chikov laughed proudly: "Hahaha, damn it, with my current power, I can take down MI6 alone! I want to take revenge on them, they cut off my ass, damn it."

  Cain's voice came from behind: "Chekhov, stop messing around. The boss said this building is weird and we should finish our business as soon as possible and leave."

  Chekhov grumbled discontentedly, the blades flashing back and forth like locusts in flight. The gunners' bodies suddenly burst into small blooms of blood, until they fell to the ground in agony. Only then did Chekhov reluctantly stop.

  "Ah, Chikov is invincible!" he exclaimed triumphantly. He suddenly turned his head and saw Phil and Goll smiling at him with their arms around each other, and couldn't help but reveal an embarrassed smile: "Ah, Phil, Goll, what are you two doing here?"

  Golov walked over, one hand on his shoulder, and led Chekhov towards the elevator, saying: "Chekhov, we can understand your mood, taking out so many guns for the first time, right? But be careful, watch your back, you have to pay attention to the danger behind you. Many times, a fatal attack comes from one's own back."

  Cain waved the machine gun in his hand, nodding repeatedly: "Not bad, Chikov, you must accept Phil's opinions... Maybe you should go to my 'Black Magic' company for training for a while, so that your chances of survival will increase greatly."

  Chekhov nodded desperately, and for knowledge that could save his life, he would definitely absorb it seriously.

  Just as Phil and the others were teaching Chekhov a lesson, Jest had already encountered tonight's first opponent who couldn't be considered trash. Jest left the lower dozen or so floors to Chekhov, then himself wielded two dragon-slaying daggers, surrounded by a dark glow, sprinkling starlight as he swept horizontally across the upper twenty floors of buildings. All the gunmen didn't see Jest's movements, and were simply cut off at the tendons, collapsing to the ground and wailing in pain.

  Jester cursed in his heart: "Trash, trash, all of them are trash." He was dissatisfied that the fight wasn't thrilling enough, it was just like playing around.

  The more he couldn't find a worthy opponent, the greater the flames of anger burning in Jester's heart grew. Gradually, his entire body was shrouded in a layer of black flames, and even the dark light emanating from the Dragon Slaying Dagger transformed into tiny black glows. Jester charged to the top floor, kicking open the only large hall on that level with one foot. The black flames followed Jester's kick, burning through the gap and incinerating the entire door in an instant.

  Jester burst in laughing, then a massive force exploded from the hall, catching Jester off guard and striking him heavily, sending his body flying back, shattering the glass steel wall of the building's exterior, and flying backwards for hundreds of meters.

  Jester's head spun and he floated in mid-air, recalling the two dragon-slaying daggers. He let out a furious roar. Earlier, he had caught a glimpse of the interior of the hall, where over ten old men wearing animal hides sat cross-legged on the floor, with strange beast skulls placed in front of them, holding short bone canes that looked ominous enough to scare people to death. As for Habina, although dressed in a suit, she also sat cross-legged on the floor. The powerful force seemed to be emitted by their combined efforts, and a faint grayish-white glow could be seen flowing between the old men's bodies.

  Jester let out a loud roar, and his body burst into a ten-meter-high black flame. The star power within him surged into the Dragon Slaying Dagger without any reserve. The surrounding star power was rapidly absorbed by Jester's star core, causing the air around him to ripple with an eerie aura. The dagger in Jester's hand gradually shone brighter, finally emitting a shocking and awe-inspiring cry. Two small, dim silver dragons suddenly burst out of the dagger, encircling Jester's body as they let out earth-shaking howls.

  Inside the high-rise buildings everywhere, in those offices that still had lights on, countless people stared blankly at Jester floating in mid-air, staring at the black flames around his body, and staring at those two strange little "snakes".

  Jester Arrow generally rushed back to the building, just as he was about to rush into the hole he had crashed out of earlier. Phil, Goll, Cain and Chekhov also burst through four holes with a loud crash, and were knocked flying by Chekhov's strange cry. They too were overly careless and caught off guard, beaten out by the master of the "Lunar" tribe.

  Phil and Gore mobilized the power of the atmosphere around them, floating in mid-air. Cain, on the other hand, crashed down to the ground with a loud roar, using all his strength to create a brilliant silver light that flashed once, causing him to crash into the ground like a meteorite, creating a crater over five meters in diameter and three meters deep. Cain happened to fall right in front of the building's entrance, where Yichen heard the noise and turned around to see Cain crawling out of the hole, unable to help but exclaim: "Mr. Cain, your momentum is truly impressive!"

  Cain's face turned red in an instant, he let out a loud roar and rushed into the hall with a whooshing sound, rushing into the elevator.

  Yī chén pāi pāi yǐ jìng kāi shǐ bù ān fēn de mì xuě er de nǎo dài, dī shēng shuō: "Mì xuě er, nǐ xiǎng xiǎng ō, kǎi ēn zhè me zǐ fēi le xià lái, shì nǚ háizi yí dìng hěn nán kàn ba?" Mì xuě er lián máng dī tóu kàn kan zì jǐ shēn shàng gāng gāng mǎi de xiū jiàn fú, piē zhe zuǐ zhòu qí le méi tóu, bù qíng yuàn de niǔ le niǒ le shēn tǐ.

  As for Chekhov, he fell more than 50 meters and launched all his spiritual power in a desperate bid. A pale blue ripple slowly spread around his body, causing the surrounding starlight to resonate. Then, Chekhov stared at the hole he had crashed into, and as soon as the thought of going there arose in his mind, his body was already inside the hole. Chekhov unintentionally performed an instant teleportation that even Yidun couldn't achieve for the time being... Chekhov was stunned, tightly grasping the steel bars near the hole, standing there in a daze.

  The Phil brothers didn't notice Chekhov's change, they crazily urged the storm around them to move forward, bringing up two tornadoes that roared and rushed back. The two huge tornadoes with a strange howling sound crashed onto the surface of the building, and two cracks of over 200 meters appeared with a "hula la" sound, countless shards of glass and tiles fell down with a rustling sound.

  In the surrounding buildings, countless people have already started dialing 911.

  Jester burst into the hall with a gust of wind, and the two silver dragons transformed from the butcher's knife let out a loud roar as they charged out, wrapping themselves around Habina and the three old men's bodies. Amidst the mournful cries, the four were immediately cut into eight pieces. The two silver dragons also suffered heavy blows, and under the splashing light, they turned into countless silver light spots and disappeared. Jester was also hit by a joint blow from others, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was knocked flying again like a big fireball.

  Jester's body had just flashed past the door when Phil and Goll, holding their treasured swords, charged in with a blaze of fire. The scorching sword winds, driven by the tornado-like storm, produced rows of crimson energy crystals the size of bowls, resembling glass shards, which burst forth from the storm like a true blizzard, but unlike normal blizzards, this one was fiery hot.

  The remaining ten old men burst out in unison, the skulls in front of them all exploded, and a thick white mist emanated from them. A powerful force carrying a white light streak shot towards Phil Brothers. These old men were anxious too, four of their companions had been killed, and Phil's momentum was so astonishing, what else could they do but fight back desperately?

  In the midst of mournful cries, five old men were torn apart by scorching sword winds and then burned into ashes. The other five old men spat out hot blood. As for Phil brothers, they also let out a muffled groan, their clothes shredded to pieces, spouting blood like a fountain, and Jest was blown away immediately after.

  In the midst of the strange cries, Phil Brothers had just been knocked out. Cain, who was already humiliated by Yi Chen's words, charged forward with his own pistol, shouting loudly as he fired hundreds of punches with his left hand and shot all seven large-caliber bullets from his gun.

  Cain's bullets blew the heads of two old men, and three other old men were hit by a silver fist wind, their bones shattered, along with their muscles being broken by the powerful impact, and they died in an explosion. However, their counterattack before death turned the staff in their hands into powder, and the powerful energy flow struck Cain's front heart. Cain spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately afterwards, Phil brothers flew out, just hitting Chikov who was leaning against the wall.

  Kane let out a wild roar, disregarding everyone else as he stimulated his entire body's strength and frantically absorbed the surrounding star energy. His originally tall, sturdy, and unparalleled physique was enveloped in a thick layer of silver light, resembling a giant clad in silver armor. Then, with both hands clenched into fists, he struck out with one punch...

  A silver light column about a meter in diameter whizzed through the hole that Cain had blasted out and into the building. The top floor of the building, along with an iron tower over 50 meters high above it, was blown to smithereens in the massive explosion... Cain, satisfied with his crazy attack, opened his mouth wide and let out a roar towards the sky... He couldn't help but roar, having absorbed too much starlight, unable to convert them into true yuan for the time being. Cain's body hurt so badly right now...

  A circle of white ripples burst out from Cain's mouth, rushing into the sky and dispersing the clouds within a radius of over 300 meters. In the surrounding buildings, people who saw this silver giant display such an unbelievable power had already fainted due to heart problems.

  Chekhov had learned his lesson, he exerted all his spiritual strength and then frantically absorbed the star power around him that he could absorb. Then, in his mind, under the effect of the resonance of the star power, his body flashed and flickered, as if a ghost appeared on the top of the surrounding buildings. Chekhov was so pleased with himself that he forgot what he should do next, let out an ear-piercing strange cry, and played excitedly.

  Jester then put away the Dragon Slaying Dagger, and with one hand each, lifted Phil and Goll. In comparison, the two brothers were the most heavily injured. Jester had not encountered the dying counterattack of those 'Lunar' tribe experts, and Cain's body could not be judged by common logic, so Phil and the others were the most unfortunate.

  Yi Chen has already come out at the sound, bringing a trail of silver light to meet Jester in the air. Yi Chen's heart aches, Phil and Goll's injuries from falling off the London Tower had just healed, and now they've been made into this state? Their faces have already turned white...

  "Damn it, destroy this building for me, damn it, leave nothing behind, wipe everything out." Yi Chen's hair stood on end. He didn't care about himself at first, he just came to play around, but Phil and Goll's injuries really made Yi Chen furious. Anyway, let's destroy this place.

  Yi Chen caught Phil brothers, the powerful true yuan force broke into the body, and drove away the strange energy from the "Luo Yue" tribe's master in the bodies of the two men. As they watched, Phil and Gole's faces gradually took on a hint of rosiness.

  Kane had already heard Yichen's command, and with a strange cry, he punched out crazily, his silver light growing thicker by three points. Jester, on the other hand, had flames raging across his body, as black fireballs mercilessly hacked towards the "Luo Yue" building.

  The countless screams echoing from the building, those vampires who were ordered by Michelle to go upstairs and beat people up, although they were not afraid of Cain and Jester's attack, but who would be willing to take a beating for nothing? They rushed out one after another, enthusiastically joining the great cause of completely destroying this building.

  Easy dust, then the eyes are bright and sharp, seven broken sky arrows shoot out, with three zhang of emerald light, against the building crazy piercing, each piercing brings out a bowl mouth thick hole, the whole building under the joint efforts of everyone, in less than two seconds, completely collapsed, revealing the dark underground room below.

  The twelve Grand Dukes protecting Misha exclaimed, forming an energy shield with their own energy to protect Misha and Fili. Panting, they rushed out and cursed loudly: "Which bastard gave such a reckless order?"

  Everyone's eyes turned to Yichun, and Yichun smiled awkwardly, repeatedly apologizing. He had been so angry just now that he forgot Moxue and the others were still in the main hall.

  The building collapsed, and even the fragments were vaporized into ash by a powerful energy flow. Below, beneath the basement, there were several cries of horror.

  Mishelle's face changed slightly: "Strange, what's wrong?"

  Yi Chen handed over the calm and peaceful Phil brothers to Cain and Jester, beckoned Chikov who was playing alone happily in the distance back with a wave of his hand, threw him to the ground, recalled his Broken Sky Halberd, then led the three Grand Dukes down into the underground chamber.

  After descending three levels, Yi Dust saw Sabia, Kuru and several high-level vampires trembling on the ground. In front of them was a solid safe with 3-meter thick alloy walls that seemed indestructible. However, the massive door had already been torn apart by Kuru's group, revealing a 10x10 meter space inside that was 3 meters high.

  "A great duke exclaimed: 'What about the others?' Then, a burst of golden light shot out from the vault, and three great dukes groaned, their bodies shaking as they struggled to get up. Yi Chen was shocked, and with a wave of his hand, a silver aura covered the door of the vault. In his heart, he was shocked: 'Strange, what kind of power is this? It can actually make these old ghosts unable to resist, but has no effect on me at all?'"

  The golden light was blocked by the silver aura, and all the vampires on the scene immediately regained their strength. They retreated in a row, looking like they had seen a ghost. Sabia shouted wildly: "There is a holy artifact inside, extremely powerful, so powerful that it's impossible! No, I'm wrong, it should be a divine artifact! Oh my god, all the people we brought with us have been destroyed, completely annihilated!"

  The three Grand Dukes were shocked, and in a fit of rage, they roared: "How is it possible for such a thing to exist here? A sacred artifact that can instantly destroy a Marquis-level bloodline? Are you joking?"

  "Really, sir, really... damn it!" Klu was as shocked as Sabi, and at this moment, he didn't care about being polite either.

  "Is this thing of no use to me? Do you want me to take it out? Maybe it's better not to touch it, damn it, it might be bad for your bodies."

  "A great duke shouted: 'Take him away, he has no effect on you, Mr. Yi, take him away and do whatever you want with him, but under no circumstances can he fall into the hands of the Vatican... Grab him in your hand, use your power to seal him, without anyone's control, he cannot exert his strength.'"

  Yi Chen heard the words and immediately walked in. As for such a powerful sacred artifact, Yi Chen was also very curious.

  Inside the treasury, right in the center of the air, a small golden beetle floated there, surrounded by a halo of golden light, and then emitted warm golden rays. Yī Chén carefully examined this little beetle that was less than two centimeters long, and felt the powerful energy emanating from it. Yī Chén was astonished to discover that the beetle itself was crystal clear, sparkling and shining, beyond description.

  Yi Chen flicked his wrist and tossed out the jade pendant he had made, furrowing his brow slightly as he calculated. The true fire in his body surged out of his palm, causing the jade pendant to melt and transform into a small box as thin as a cicada's wing. Yi Chen placed the beetle inside the box and closed the lid. With the four symbolic star powers originally contained within the jade pendant now transformed into a four-symbol magic formation after the jade pendant turned into a jade box, Yi Chen set up a Four Symbols Fumo Array.

  A very strange thing happened, this is not a very powerful formation, but it completely suppressed the power of this small beetle, and no more golden light was emitted. At the same time, Yichun also clearly felt all the energy reactions nearby. Yichun thought to himself: "Maybe, really, there's no one operating it, he can't exert his own strength? But what kind of sacred artifact is this damn beetle shape? Damn God, this seems to be a real beetle, not carved out. And what a strange and powerful power!"

  A big duke cautiously poked his head in: "Mr. Yi, have you subdued him?"

  Yi Chen waved his hand with the box: "It's right here, how about you handle it?"

  The Grand Duke instinctively took a few steps back: "No, no, no, thank you, you take care of it, maybe throwing him into the sea is a good choice... Our Dark Council won't like him... We can't destroy him either, compared to the sacred artifacts we've seized before, he's too powerful, we can't get close to him, but we won't trust ordinary humans to destroy him either, so please, you take care of it."

  "Don't worry, I'll take care of it properly."

  Not giving the vampires time to consider, Yī Chén changed the subject: "We may need to leave quickly, it's too noisy here."

  Yi Chen finished speaking, and the first one flew onto Fei's body. The three Grand Dukes, accompanied by Sabia, Kuru, and the remaining four vampires, hastily chased after them, wondering if there were any other strange things here. If they weren't careful, they might lose their lives in this place.

  Seventeen black-clad figures who had occupied the New York police station suddenly appeared out of thin air on top of a nearby building, with the one on the far left asking in a low voice, "Do we need to take action?"

  The one in the middle shook his head: "No, our strength can't handle them... Oh, look at their speed, it's really fast, we can't even catch up. Why bother offending them? We just need to find out who killed that batch of useless 'elites' of ours and that's it. Alright, assemble the police officers, come over to deal with the aftermath. Dammit, these weird creatures, don't they know they shouldn't be like this? Who said vampires are a noble race?"

  Back at the hotel, the twelve Grand Dukes took Michele to see Dracula. The Grand Dukes had to report on tonight's events, especially regarding the powerful sacred object that Yichen had obtained. As for Michele, it was just a sudden pang of conscience, having impulsively killed more than twenty high-ranking members of various families, and she had to show some remorse...

  Yi Chen was holding the beetle, having no idea how to deal with it. Just as those vampires said, this thing absolutely cannot fall into the hands of the Vatican. But since the vampires didn't dare to handle this thing themselves, what should he do? Hand it over to Tian Lei Zi for processing? Probably Chinese cultivators would immediately go to war with the Vatican... Alas, headache...

  The phone rang and Yi Chen quickly picked it up from the table.

  Fatiao on the other side smiled and said: "Dear Yi, are you still interested in going to China?"

  "Ah, God, what are you people trying to do?"

  Fatiao smiled and said, "Oh, nothing, the boss made a temporary decision, a short-term trip to China for investment inspection. Actually, the preliminary survey has been completed, mainly to discuss the investment amount and special preferential policies. Are you interested in investing some money?"

  "OK, when?"

  Fatadi said: "Three months later, when the time comes, I will notify you. Our people are buying off local officials over there and preparing to get more benefits."

  Yi Chen smiled: "So, see you in three months, I'll be heading back to London to take care of some things."

  Fatadi said finally: "Wish you a happy time in New York."

  "Extremely happy, thank you, I'm having a blast in New York..."

  Kalanti and Lonnar immediately received the news of the attack on the "Lunar" building, and the two jumped up like a dog that had been stepped on its tail, screaming: "Quickly send someone to the Vatican, ask the Chief Justice to continue sending masters over... Find them, find the people who attacked the 'Lunar' building, I want to kill them..."

  After a burst of anger from Kasturiraji, Galanti calmed down and said in a low voice: "You see, we may have to cooperate with those people over there."

  Luo Nan furrowed his brow: "Those damned Red Robe Cardinals, they always say we're too heavy-handed."

  Galanti sighed helplessly: "But New York is their turf, they have a lot of manpower, we have to rely on them. Otherwise His Holiness the Pope will be angry... Look, the sacred scarab was within reach, but..."

  "Alright, I suppose it can't be helped, the credit will have to go to them."