Fang Cheng released his momentum freely and suppressed thousands of vampires in the castle to the point of being silent.

Below level A, they were directly pressed to the ground, their whole body became weak and they had difficulty breathing.

Those above level A were stiff and sweating profusely, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

The entire castle was heard, and no one dared to say anything, and even breathed heavily.

Even on the top-level dining table, he could not get rid of the influence. Joyce, the weakest, had a stiff expression and sweaty on his forehead.

Lich Apollonius and the King of Ghouls each stopped their actions, and the other party was staring at them.

It seemed that the other party suddenly broke out and was dissatisfied.

But they did not overestimate the master, but simply excluded their momentum and handed over the initiative to the owner of the castle.

Dracula was not affected at all, and momentum could only be used to bully the weak.

"Provoke you? Mr. Fang, I can't understand what you mean."

Dracula smiled and said, "I am just dealing with a traitor. Why are you provoking you? Could it be..."

His smile gradually converged, and his momentum also rose: "Is it you who is behind this traitor?"

The two sides began to collide and squeeze with a strong momentum as if they were substantial, and the air seemed to turn into a viscous liquid, making people unable to move and have difficulty breathing.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

The porcelain tableware on the dining table began to crack, cracks appeared on the marble tabletop and on the walls of the observation deck.

Daisy and Rowell, who were standing behind Dracula, were already sweating profusely.

At their level above 70, they were even very reluctant to watch the game at close range.

What's more, Fang Cheng and Dracula have not started yet, they are just looking at each other.

Just when the collision of momentum between the two sides almost reached its peak, Dracula suddenly stopped her momentum: "I believe Mr. Fang will not act like putting the inner demon by me, but Salina was recognized as a messenger by me, but she wanted to deliberately provoke my relationship with Mr. Fang and she must be punished."

Just because you have a negative 85 favorability towards me, this relationship still needs to be sowed?

However, Dracula took the initiative to take a step back, and Fang Cheng also followed the steps and reduced his momentum.

He came to attend this night banquet mainly to learn more about the evil god or his mother from Dracula, and was not interested in taking the initiative to fight.

Once the momentum on both sides subsided, the castle finally returned to normal.

Daisy and Rowell could breathe smoothly, but they no longer dared to underestimate Fang Cheng, and they didn't even dare to look up at his face.

He is worthy of being the vampire who defeated the Blood Queen and the Death Knight and was recognized by his father as his strongest opponent.

They even vaguely felt that Dracula seemed not as powerful as Fang Cheng in terms of momentum.

The atmosphere was silenced for a while, and Fang Cheng broke: "You said Salina wants to provoke your relationship, why don't I know?"

He remembered that Salina's plan to "kill people with a knife" was a temporary idea and did not tell anyone at all.

Unless Dracula asked from her.

No, maybe the old fox knew from the beginning that Salina would do this, so she deliberately sent her there.

Dracula smiled and said, "Mr. Fang is forgotten. After Salina went to District 11, she sneaked into a close friend named 'Sato Hayato' next to you. This is not my order to her."

Fang Cheng guessed correctly. Dracula knew from the beginning that Salina would add a show to her, so she deliberately sent her to deliver a letter.

Whether successful or not, Salina cannot come back alive.

But she came back intact.

Dracula thought for a few seconds with his medieval antique head, and realized that Salina was completely surrendering to Fang Cheng to survive, and there was no second possibility.

Even if you completely surrender is not enough, you must show your own value, such as becoming an insider and returning to Dracula to lurk.

Dracula used her abilities to test Salina and found that her consciousness had been artificially modified and could not be corrected.

He considered using Salina to mislead Fang Cheng by passing incorrect information.

But when it was found that it was neither efficient nor meaningful, he gave up this plan and locked her up, leaving her to serve as a small toy today.

"I hate traitors very much. No matter who they are, as long as they are involved in betrayal, they are not worthy of living in this world."

When Dracula said this, she seemed to be saying it to Fang Cheng, and also seemed to be saying it to the two young vampires behind her.

It may also be that it is saying to others on the dining table, and everyone seems to be able to hear the meaning of him from his tone.

"But Salina has been with me for a long time after all, and I'm willing to give her a chance as long as she can win this duel with Lucas."

Dracula looked at Fang Cheng: "What do you think of this punishment? Mr. Fang."

Fang Cheng nodded: "In this Ganges."

I don’t know what the old bat is going to do, so I’ll play with him.

Dracula smiled slightly: "It's not interesting to win or lose simply, why don't we take a gamble?"

His words were not only said by the other party, but also to the others present.

"puff."

Aziz, the king of the ghoul, spit out a bone on the table and then spoke to Dracula in Arabic.

He was obviously a ghoul, but his tone was unexpectedly honest.

No one here has studied this language, but his translation ability is too ordinary, so anyone can understand what he is saying.

"Vampire, what chips can you get? A litter of bats?"

Fang Cheng's heart moved slightly. It seemed that the bald ghoul not only had a good impression of him, but also did not do much to Dracula.

Dracula didn't mind his mockery and smiled, "Is this bargaining chip enough for a piece of mother's body?"

The table suddenly became quiet.

The existence of mother is no longer a secret for them, who are at the top of the monster creature chain.

The main problem is the whereabouts of the body.

Yi Xieai, who had not spoken, suddenly rang in Fang Cheng's mind.

"Promise him!"

As long as it is related to the mother's affairs, this unreliable evil god can always be launched as soon as possible.

Fang Cheng did not agree immediately, but was preparing to observe first.

In the silence, Apollonius suddenly took out a crystal skull the size of a palm from his body and placed it on the table.

"John Diyi's qualities can withstand a death attack and bet on men's win."

Apollonius's voice was hoarse and low, reminiscent of the cracked dry river bottom.

Aziz glanced at the crystal skull and said in a honest tone that was very different from his appearance: "The position of the Temple of Amon, the man wins."

Amon is the 7th demon god among King Solomon's 72 pillars of demon gods. Legend has it that he left a temple in the endless desert. As long as he enters the temple, he can gain his powerful ability to understand the past and the future.

Joyce took out a pendant made of a wolf's teeth, which was a totem made of the teeth of the first werewolf, and could summon the ancestor's spirits to help fight three times.

Peng Jie also took out a well-preserved yellow talisman with great enthusiasm.

This is the Five Thunder Evil Suppression Talisman painted by the Taoist ancestor Zhang Daoling.

As soon as this talisman was taken out, except Fang Cheng, the other monsters present felt like they were on their backs, as if they were stabbed by electricity.

Fang Cheng was speechless. You, a zombie, actually took out your mortal enemy and took it out to bet.

Are you not afraid that others will use this talisman to slap your forehead?

Peng Jie seemed to really not care, so he put the talisman on the table: "I'll bet... the man will win."

Fang Cheng really wanted to open the zombie's sky spirit cover to see if his mind was still there.

Are you a member of me?

How to bet on the opponent's win?

Peng Jie gave Fang Cheng apologetic look.

And his words actually sounded in Fang Cheng's heart: "Sorry, brother, the opponent seems to have a higher chance of winning. If we bet on both ends, I will also give you the bottom line so that we will not lose completely."

Fang Cheng is so terrible. Is there such a reason? And do I seem to be someone who will lose?

He murmured in his heart: "What kind of ability are you?"

"He knows his heart."

"Aren't you a zombie? How could you be bald... the monk's magical power?"

"Do you want to say bald ass?"

Fang Cheng glanced at him and said, "We can't chat if you do this."

What I want to say is a bald monk, not a bald donkey.

Peng Jie laughed: "I like to study more, so I know a little bit of everything."

If it weren't for the systematic judgment, Fang Cheng would have doubted whether this guy was a zombie, carrying Taoist talismans and Buddhist supernatural powers.
To be continued...