MTL - As An Immortal, I Had To Pretend To Be A Vampire-Chapter 656 no one is allowed to go

  Chapter 656 No one is allowed to leave

  In the castle, those vampires who got up from the ground not long ago were suppressed and fell down again.

   And they just endured the aftermath of this momentum.

  Only Fang Cheng confronted him head-on.

  His hair was blown upright, and the clothes on his body were automatic without wind.

  Ou Fei was the only one rushing forward, but Fang Cheng felt as if he was facing thousands of troops.

  Her aura is as terrifying as a sea that stirs up huge waves, or like a legion that converges into a torrent and charges, the air carries the breath of gold and iron horses.

  War is about killing, and killing is blood, so Oufei rides a red horse, spreading death and famine, ranking second among the four horsemen of the apocalypse, stronger than the death knight Dais.

  Fang Cheng also released his aura, and his eyes lit up at the same time.

  Two scorching sun rays shot towards her.

  Oufei raised his arm high, and a large number of tiny light particles gathered in the palm of his hand, forming a knight sword.

  She gripped the handle of the knife tightly, swung it down, and the blade cut on the sun rays.

   The ray burst out a bright flame on the blade, and was chopped off like fireworks.

  Oufei's speed was as fast as lightning, like a ray of red light, he came to Fang Cheng in an instant, and slashed at his neck with a knife.

   At this critical moment, Fang Cheng saw the data on her head.

  Name: Oufei

   Level: 135

Gender: Female

  Type: Creation of God

   Favorability: -100

   It is 10 levels higher than the Death Knight, and it is indeed the second-ranked Apocalypse Knight.

  As soon as the thoughts in Fang Cheng's mind turned, Oufei's knight knife came towards him, cutting towards his neck.

  The blade hit Fang Fangcheng's neck and paused, cutting through the vector control, and cutting through the Iron Body, creating a ten-centimeter-deep gash.

  Fang Cheng and Ou Fei were startled.

  Fang Cheng didn't expect that his fifth-level vector control and fifth-level steel body could still be defeated.

  The hardest body in the world is too watery.

   And what kind of knife is it? It didn't shatter when it hit his defense.

  Oufei was even more stunned. Her omnipotent attack represented the power of God's power, and she couldn't cut Fang Cheng's neck open.

  This physical strength is much stronger than the death knight with the flesh of God.

   Both sides reacted at the same time after being slightly stunned.

  Oufei's arm was strong, and the knight knife cut everything again, but it cut nothing.

  Fang Cheng's whole body scattered in an instant, turning into the most basic blood element, covering Oufei's whole body, ready to take her body.

  Ofei's senses are extremely keen, and he instantly senses that danger is approaching.

"roll!"

  A majestic force gushed out from her body, destroying most of the blood elements covered by Fang Cheng.

  The remaining elements multiplied rapidly, forming a large net, covering Oufei again.

  Oufei pinched the horse's belly with both feet, and the one-horned red horse raised its hooves amidst neighing, and stomped heavily.

  Obviously what he stepped on was just air, but a terrifying vibration swept across all directions like a shock wave.

  Fang Cheng's big net was torn apart at once, and the incomplete elements were blown away.

  The majestic and towering castle below was affected by the shock and began to collapse amidst the rumble.

  The vampires in the castle screamed and dodged, and their mouths and noses were bleeding from the shock caused by the unicorn horse.

   Peng Jie, who was fighting Dracula, laughed loudly when he saw this: "Hey, your home is gone."

  Dracula's face remained unchanged, as if what collapsed was not the castle he worked so hard for, but a dilapidated pigsty.

  He was fighting Peng Jie with ease, but his attention was always on Fang Cheng and Ou Fei.

  …

  The area of ​​Brasov is not large, and the news of the battle in Brown Castle was quickly transmitted.

  Thousands of vampires in the city were alarmed and ran out to see the situation, but their vision was blocked by the fog.

  The five scattered monsters naturally also heard the movement of the battle, but they had already reached the edge of Brasov, so it was naturally impossible to look back.

  Two Apocalypse Knights came, War Knight Oufei led the Templars into the city, and only Famine Knight Famon stayed outside the city alone.

  He was standing on the empty, foggy road.

  Holding a black Bible in one hand, and a handful of fine sand in the other.

  The fine sand slipped from the hands and sprinkled on the concrete surface of the road. It did not spread out, but gradually formed pieces of miniature buildings and streets, as well as winding rivers and rolling hills.

  In just a short while, the falling fine sand will build a lifelike miniature city.

  If someone is familiar with the nearby landforms, you can tell that this miniature city is Brasov, especially the highly recognizable Brown Castle on the top of the mountain.

   Famine Knight made miniature cities out of fine sand, and then lightly pricked his fingertips with his nails.

  Blood flowed from his fingertips. He pressed his hand on the ground and drew a circle with the blood, enclosing the miniature city.

   Then he stood up, spread out the black Bible in his hand, and read it aloud with a solemn expression and posture.

  At this moment, the five undead monsters who left have come to the edge of Brasov.

   The fastest is Imhotep lying in the sarcophagus.

  The boxy sarcophagus seems to be equipped with an engine, flying straight lines in the air, passing through the white fog that envelops the city, and is about to fly out of Brasov.

   Imhotep lying in the sarcophagus is thinking.

  Think about the purpose of Dracula, think about the pressure brought by Fang Cheng, and also think about the threat of evil gods and the changes in the world.

   At this moment, the flying sarcophagus paused suddenly, and then hovered in the air.

  A figure stood in front of the sarcophagus and also blocked the way.

   Imhotep's gaze penetrated the golden mask and the sarcophagus, and landed on the body of the person blocking the way, and he was slightly startled.

  A handsome black-haired young man, holding a black Bible, looks like a devout believer.

   Famine Knight, Famon!

  In addition to being surprised, Imhotep was also very upset.

  There are so many people leaving at the same time, how can you just stop me by tricking you?

   Seeing that I am the oldest, the best bully is it?

  The lid of the coffin was pushed away, and Imhotep half sat up from the sarcophagus, and said in a bad tone: "Why do you want to stop me?"

  Fa Meng showed a kind smile: "Sorry, no one can leave Brasov until the death of the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters."

  Imhotep was silent for a few seconds, then said in a deep voice, "What if I have to go?"

  While speaking, he was already ready to do it.

   This is not to take the initiative to attack, but to guard against the opponent's sudden attack.

  Famon didn't seem to notice that Imhotep was in a state of being ready to act at any time, or he didn't care if he noticed.

   "You can try to use force to leave. Originally, our goal was only the Lord of the Ten Thousand Monsters. If you use a non-friendly method, you will be our enemy and must be judged."

  Fa Meng's attitude and tone were very peaceful, but what he said was a naked threat.

  If you stay, you will live, if you leave, you will die.

  Imhotep really wanted to treat Famon's words as farting, and then forcefully rushed over.

   But he is not a disaster level after all, facing an Apocalypse Knight alone is a bit timid.

  He snorted coldly: "What if the Lord of Myriad Monsters never dies? Do you want us to stay here forever?"

   "No one is immortal but the Lord."

  Fa Meng caressed the cover of the black bible with his hand: "The Lord of all monsters will definitely die. This is a fate that the Lord has already decided, but you can speed up the arrival of this fate."

  Imhotep sneered at Fameng's Lord.

  In the time when he was active, the Lord of Christianity was not even an egg.

  But now the situation is weaker than others, so age is meaningless.

  Imhotep also heard the meaning of Fameng's words.

  Just like Dracula, he was also asked to go back and join forces to deal with Fang Cheng.

  If Fang Cheng, the Lord of Monsters, is not dead, the Apocalypse Knights will not tolerate these monsters leaving.

   "You came here specifically to find me, what about the others?"

  Imhotep couldn't help asking, thinking that Famon was here to block him.

  Fa Meng replied softly: "I repeat, before the death of the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters, no one can leave this city, including ourselves."

  Imhotep understood, the others must have been stopped too, maybe some people turned around and went back.

  In fact, he was also happy to get rid of Fang Cheng, the biggest competitor.

  Obviously they have obtained the power of ten thousand demons, so why bother to grab food from the same bowl as us.

  But compared to getting rid of Fang Cheng, he is more afraid of Dracula and the knights of the apocalypse.

  When Imhotep struggled, Famon stood in front of him and remained motionless, neither urging nor giving in.

  His position is on the boundary line between Brasov and Linshi, and there is nothing blocking him, but he stands here alone, as if he is an insurmountable wall.

   This is the prestige accumulated by the Apocalypse Knight for many years. Even before he made a move, Imhotep knew that he was not his opponent.

   Stuck on the boundary line like this, unable to advance or retreat, Imhotep felt very aggrieved.

   At the same time, he sighed secretly, he was really old and couldn't keep up with the changes in this world.

   Except for Imhotep, the other four who were about to leave Brasov were also blocked by Famon.

  Joyce, the weakest werewolf, also has the strongest ability to adapt to the wind.

  After seeing Fameng blocking the border, he turned back without hesitation, without even needing Fameng's persuasion.

  Of course, asking him to go back and deal with Fang Cheng won’t do, anyway, the whole of Brasov is not big or small, just dig a hole and drill it.

  Many people don't know that werewolves are actually good at digging holes.

  The Dull Horseman's temper became much more irritable, and he didn't dare to fight Famon, but all kinds of swear words came out of his mouth.

  Fa Meng was not angry either, so he blocked him at the border and refused to let him go.

   After the Headless Horseman cursed, he chose another direction to leave, but no matter how he went, he would eventually be blocked by Famon who seemed to be everywhere.

   The Headless Horseman Lu was furious, but he had no choice but to bury his head in circles in Brasov.

  Besides the three of them, the remaining two disaster-level are not so easy to talk about.

  Whether it was Apollonius the Lich or Aziz the King of the Ghouls, when they saw Fameng blocking the road, they did not hesitate to break through.

  (end of this chapter)