This Kryptonian is too stable

"A friend of mine."

In the face of everyone's scrutiny, Nisha's lips curled slightly: "However, you'd better focus on the vigilance around you."

She believes that cyber will not aimlessly.

'Boom, boom, boom--''Wow--''Boom!'...

As soon as the voice fell, there were fierce firefights, cracks, explosions around the manor.

"Werewolf!"

The guard's shout came from outside, finally making everyone in the field understand the identity of the attacker.

Just like having Ultraman, there must be little monsters.

In a world where vampires exist, werewolves can never run away.

"The occasion of our meeting is temporary. How can those stupid dogs with muscles in their heads know that we are here?"

Forsworth spoke coldly, and looked at the surrounding comrades alertly.

"We have a traitor."

Marcus had encountered similar situations too many times in his life, and he wanted to understand everything in an instant.

And the best suspect in the field is...

Everyone unanimously focused their eyes on Nisha again.

Obviously it was the highest meeting of the vampire family, but brought in a guy who looked like a human.

Before the accident, everyone only regarded this evil man who was very in line with the aesthetics of vampires as a little white face kept by the other party, but now it seems...

'Huh'

Pulling out the folded silver long sword at her waist, Nisha narrowed her eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You brought the werewolf?"

Cromwell of 36E took the lead. As the only remaining two female grandpas in the vampire family, the two have never dealt with each other.

"What are the benefits of doing this for me?"

Nisha did not choose to defend, but asked rhetorically.

Elijah pulled out the gun from his waist and smiled wildly: "Maybe he wants to use the werewolves to destroy us, so that one person can swallow the "Dark Book"?"

'Crack, crack, crack'——

Elijah's actions were like tearing down the first domino, which directly triggered a chain reaction, causing the vampire bodyguards present to unanimously take out their guns, load them up, and aim at each other's heads.

"You have exposed your inner thoughts, kid?"

Duck folded his arms around his chest, mocking mercilessly.

"Enough, the traitor will be discussed later, now the most important thing is to repel the invading werewolf."

The mature and steady Marcus once again stood up round the field.

After observing for this period of time, Cyber ​​has roughly seen that the vampire family that seems to be working independently is actually divided into two factions.

One faction is a conservative faction headed by Dark, Nisha, Marcus, and the other three princes.

The other faction is composed of Forsworth, Cromwell, Elijah, and the remaining one Grand Duke, who wish to restore the glory of vampires in the Middle Ages and even rule the world.

There is a big difference in ideas between the two, and the relationship is naturally not good.

'Bang, bang, bang--'' Wow, la la--'

The orange-glowing depleted uranium bomb broke through the window, and in the blink of an eye the names of ordinary vampire cannon fodder in the hall were harvested.

"Wat Jafak, where did these silly dogs get the gunship?"

Lying on the floor without an image, Cromwell breathed fire with his eyes: "Also, they are still silvering the bullet!"

Glancing at the gunship suspended outside the window, Cyber ​​pinched a depleted uranium bomb that was shot at his chest, and looked at Nisha who was also lying on the ground with some speechlessness: "The guards you set here are all eating and waiting to die. Can't you even spot the gunship approaching?"

The grandfather didn't have time to pay attention to the ridicule of Cyber, took out the controller in her pocket and manipulated it.

The skylight of a black SUV parked outside the manor suddenly opened, and a turret with small missiles protruded from it.

'Boom!'

A second later, the Vulcan Cannon ceased, the helicopter exploded into a pile of fragments, and it rained on the manor.

Standing up, pulling the two guards around her, Nisha said bitterly: "Go!"

Since the opponent can use gunships, can they use Jericho missiles?

Staying here will only become the most visible target.

After getting a respite, the remaining princes followed Nisha and rushed out of the conference hall, one by one no longer their previous elegant images.

"I advise you to change your way."

After following Nisha slowly or tightly, after turning a bend and coming to the top of the second floor, Saibo reminded again.

In his vision, dozens of werewolves armed with various guns have been ambushed ahead of this road.

Hearing that, the female grandfather stagnated, she turned her direction without hesitation, and walked to another exit.

Seeing Nisha's movements, Marcus raised his brows and asked: "Makinos, what did you find?"

"There is an ambush."

Nisha answered without looking back.

Although I don't know what means the other party used to suggest that he was aware of something wrong, being able to become a vampire prince more or less has his own special ability.

Under the balance of all human rights, they all chose to believe her judgment.

'Wow--'

When passing by the hall on the second floor, a tall werewolf with long brown hair broke through the window and appeared in front of everyone.

'Wow, wow, wow, wow'...

Immediately afterwards, the windows shattered one after another, and a group of werewolves leaped into the second floor, surrounding the 20 or so vampires inside.

"Fire!"

With an order, the vampire guards around Cyber ​​raised their guns, shouting and shooting wildly, trying to vent their fears.

"Roar!"

"Boom boom...!"

After receiving two bullets, the headed werewolf roared and pulled out a slight thrust from his waist, facing the vampire in the field as a shuttle.

Other werewolves have learned the same way. They pull out the guns from their waists, press the trigger, and never let go until the magazine is empty.

The flames puffed out, the bullets flew, and the cyberspace that was protected in the center was stunned.

Is this style wrong?

It is obviously bloody and violent dark creatures fighting each other, how can they become gangsters in the blink of an eye?

What are your claws and fangs doing?

"what……"

After receiving two bullets, a vampire next to the cyberspace only had time to let out a miserable howl, and the fire spontaneously ignited and turned into a cloud of fly ash.

"Be careful, they use ultraviolet bullets!"

As a great scientist among vampires, Nisha saw the mystery of the opponent's weapon at a glance.

"Fak! I blame Marcus, you old stubbornness, for not letting us bring silver bullets into the meeting room, otherwise we would be so passive."

Avoiding the flying ultraviolet bullet, Cromwell glared at Marcus behind him bitterly.

As a thousand-year-old enemy, vampires certainly treasure the weakness of werewolves.

'Oh, you guys who are not afraid of silver items, of course stand up and talk.'

With a sneer in his heart, Marcus glanced at the dwindling cannon fodder, and shouted, "Escape separately!"