MTL - As An Immortal, I Had To Pretend To Be A Vampire-Chapter 652 The vest fell again

  Chapter 652 The vest fell off again

  The evil **** is the enemy of all creatures and all monsters.

  It is definitely not good news if they can come to earth easily.

  Fang Cheng glanced at Peng Jie as if nothing had happened.

  It seems that the headquarters of the Human Revolutionary Federation knew this situation a long time ago, so they sent Li Yu to Hokkaido, and established an alliance with him so easily.

  Because this world is really at stake, and the threat of evil gods is imminent.

  The atmosphere was dull for a while, and Apollonius' hoarse voice sounded from behind the skull mask: "What does this have to do with us?"

  Dracula said seriously: "Our power comes from our mother, and the evil **** and mother are obviously enemies. If they come out of the subspace collectively, do you think we will not be in danger?"

  Apollonius didn’t say a word. In fact, there was no need for evil gods, and the evil religions on the earth screamed at them and killed them.

   "Mr. Earl."

  Peng Jie said: "Do you want to unite us to deal with evil gods together?"

  Dracula looked around: "I do have this plan, but I also know that you are all used to being alone and don't like to be restrained, so I am going to build a loose alliance to jointly deal with the threat of evil gods."

  Fang Cheng and Peng Jie were shocked. They had just established an alliance here, and Dracula is going to have one here?

Dracula continued: "There are no restrictions on this alliance. Freedom to come and go is entirely voluntary. The purpose is to prevent the coming of the evil god. I think you should understand the truth of the cold lips and teeth. Instead of regretting in the future, it is better to contribute now. "

   I have to say that Dracula's bearing is very strong, and his tone is full of appeal.

  It's a pity that all the people present are old foxes or old silver coins, no one will be moved by his few words.

  The Headless Horseman even mocked: "Alliance? Don't forget, are we still in competition?"

  Dracula smiled and said: "It's competition, but it doesn't have to be a life-and-death relationship. Cooperation can win-win. And I'm just making a proposal. I won't force you to agree. I have enough time to think it through."

  As the lord of all monsters, Fang Cheng only felt that Dracula's words were farting.

  Once the competition is won, one cannot resist the temptation to integrate the scattered forces into one, which is why Fang Cheng absorbs monsters from all over the world.

  He didn't absorb Gui Yunji and the others because he had feelings for them.

  Once there is an outcome in the competition in the kingdom of the undead, what kind of relationship will the winner have with these old things?

  The other people here are not aware of this, but feel that Dracula's words still make a little sense.

   "The second thing is about the mother's origin. I think you all know that the mother came from outer space, drove the spaceship to the earth, and died with the evil god. Her body was scattered everywhere, and her soul's whereabouts are unknown."

  Dracula's tone is slow, as if telling a story, much like the narration in "Animal World".

   "Do you know what will happen if the mother's scattered bodies are collected?"

   This question is obviously more interesting to everyone than the coming of the evil god.

  Joyce said with great interest: "Will my mother be resurrected? I'm quite interested. What kind of person is she?"

  Everyone glanced at the werewolf, Nima, is this kind of thing interesting?

  Everyone calls her 'mother' because the power comes from her, not because of the reproductive relationship, and there is no 'mother-child relationship'.

   Once the mother is resurrected, I am afraid that all the power will be recovered immediately.

Dracula chuckled, not paying attention to Joyce's childish words: "Resurrection is impossible, because the whereabouts of the mother's soul is unknown, and it may have drifted to outer space and disappeared long ago, but the mother's body is still preserved, everyone. Do you know what that means?"

   A powerful body without a soul!

   Apollonius suddenly clenched his sitting hand.

  If Fang Cheng could see Apollonius' favorability for Dracula, he would definitely find that it was already at -100.

  As a lich with only a soul left, Apollonius knows how important it is to have a powerful body without a soul.

   And in this world, will there be a body stronger than the mother's body?

   All along, Apollonius’ goal is to gather his mother’s body, use his soul to control this body, and become the master of all monsters.

  And now, Dracula actually spoke out the purpose that had been hidden in his heart for many years.

  Dracula didn't notice the sudden drop in Apollonius' favorability for him. After he said the words, he saw everyone fall into deep thought and then suddenly realize as he wished.

   This matter was only a thin layer of window paper, but everyone just didn't think in that direction, so it was easy to see through.

  Imhotep asked strangely: "Dracula, why did you tell us this kind of secret?"

   Regardless of his age or legend, he is much older than Dracula, so no one thinks it is wrong to call him by his first name.

Dracula said in a humble tone: "Your Majesty the High Priest, I can't gather all the mother's bodies by myself, so I hope to establish an alliance. In addition to jointly dealing with the threat of evil gods, we can also Find the mother's body."

  Imhotep nodded and said, "I feel your sincerity."

  Dracula can use this secret as a condition to attract everyone into the alliance he formed.

  But he didn't do that, he was really sincere.

  Fang Cheng, who has his mother's left and right hands, didn't speak. He suspected that Dracula was so honest because he had ulterior motives.

  But just because he doesn't say anything, doesn't mean that Dracula will let him go.

   "Mr. Fang, I told you the whereabouts of my mother's body last night. Are you interested in looking for it with everyone?"

  As soon as the words fell, the eyes of everyone else in the room immediately focused on Fang Cheng.

  That's right, they only gambled once last night, and this cheating **** won a lot of good things.

  At first, I thought it was fine, but now that I realize the importance of the mother's body, how can I let it go easily?

  The Headless Horseman and Imhotep, who did not participate in last night's gambling, also stared at Fang Cheng after hearing the whereabouts of their mother's body.

  Peng Jie also stared at him intently, but secretly reminded with his telepathy: "Be careful, I feel that this old bat is going to cause trouble."

"I know."

Fang Cheng looked at everyone pretending to be surprised: "Why are you looking at me? The Earl also knows the whereabouts of my mother's body. If you want to py, you can find him. Besides, I'm not sure if the news the Earl gave me is true or not. .”

  Dracula smiled slightly: "Please rest assured, Mr. Fang, the news I gave you is absolutely true."

   "Then why are you talking so much nonsense?"

  Fang Cheng also laughed: "I think Earl, you are also a generous person, why don't you just tell other people the news."

  Dracula said softly: "I did intend to do so, and this is also the purpose of inviting you to the party, but this is not fair to you, Mr. Fang, after all, this is the bet you won."

  Fang Cheng shook his head: "It doesn't matter to me, just say what you want."

  Dracula nodded: "Since Mr. Fang thinks there is no problem, that's fine."

He looked around and waited for everyone's eyes to focus on him before continuing: "The whereabouts of one of my mother's bodies is within the kingdom of the undead. OK."

  Fang Cheng and Peng Jie were taken aback, they didn't expect Dracula to actually announce this important news.

  The others frowned and thought about the truth of the news.

  Dracula continued: "We can discuss the matter of the mother's body after we find it. The opening of the kingdom of the undead is approaching. Do you have any ideas?"

   Aziz chuckled, and said in a simple and honest tone: "It's enough to see who has the biggest fist. What else do you want?"

  Dracula agreed: "Of course we speak based on strength, but we don't need to fight to the death like the Lord of All Monsters, consuming the power of our own camp for nothing."

  Imhotep glanced at him: "You still want to sell your alliance?"

  Dracula nodded: "Yes, after forming an alliance, we can compete in a fair way within the framework of the alliance and under the witness of all members, so as to ensure that we don't have to fight to the death."

  His words once again made everyone think about whether it is feasible.

  If it can be realized, it will be good news for everyone.

   But the question is how to achieve it.

   While everyone was thinking, Dracula looked at Fang Cheng: "Mr. Fang, I'm afraid you won't be able to participate."

  Fang Cheng was slightly taken aback, why did this guy always target himself: "Why can't I participate?"

  Others raised their heads and looked at Fang Cheng together.

  Fang Cheng had a bad premonition in his heart, not only because of Dracula's words, but also because of other people's reactions.

  Dracula stood up slowly and looked down at Fang Cheng who was sitting on the chair: "Mr. Fang, you are already the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters, why come to fight with us?"

  Fang Cheng and Peng Jie were both shocked, but the reaction of the others was very calm, as if they already knew about it.

  This scene made Fang Cheng's thoughts turn, and he quickly thought of a possibility.

   "Peng Jie, did Dracula tell you that I am the Lord of Demons?"

"No!"

   "That's over, he may have known about our alliance for a long time."

   No wonder this group of people had a bad impression of him from the very beginning. Dracula must have notified these monsters in advance of his identity as the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters.

  He is the lord of all demons, and he came to compete with this group of undead monsters, and it would be **** if they liked him.

  While Peng Jie was in a daze, Fang Cheng had already stood up and looked at Dracula calmly: "Don't you think I'm not a vampire, but a monster?"

  The corners of Dracula's mouth curled up slightly, revealing the charming smile of an old man.

   "Mr. Fang, I know whether you are a vampire or not. Could it be that you think I am old and stupid, and I can't even tell if I am a vampire?"

  Fang Cheng didn't argue. He knew that he could hide from other monsters, including ace-level vampires, by pretending to be a vampire.

  But he couldn't hide the disaster-level vampire. Isis knew he was not a vampire as soon as he met him, and Dracula would be no worse.

   Thanks Lan Sheng for the reward! (*^▽^*)

  (end of this chapter)