"General Dragon, how do you know ......"
Pedro felt that he had figured out a little bit of Belon's temperament, no one provoked Beron to kill easily, so Pedro couldn't help but have the courage to ask the question that puzzled him all the way: "How do you know that I will be the ninth judge of the Death Council in the future?"
” Pedro's Dark Curia is a subordinate unit of the Council of the Dead, and Pedro has dreamed more than once of becoming the ninth inquisitor of the Council of the Dead.
And the nine judges of the Death Council are a radish and a pit, unless a radish is pulled out before another radish can be planted, no matter which radish is pulled out, the order of the radish will automatically rise, and the newly planted radish is the ninth judge.
Belon squinted his eyes and looked at him meaningfully: "Duke George is dead, aren't you the ninth judge?"
” Yes!
Pedro's eyes lit up, Duke George is the inquisitor, if he dies I won't be the ninth......
Wrong!
Pedro quickly sobered up: "General Dragon, but there are many people who have a chance to ...... me better" Belon frowned: "You don't want to be an inquisitor?"
” "Of course I think about it, I've been thinking about it for years!"
Pedro smiled bitterly and shook his head: "But there is no chance......"
"You didn't have a chance before, but now I create a chance for you, and you say that there are many people who have a chance better than you!"
Bei Long sneered, and deliberately stimulated him with words: "The mud can't be on the wall, what's the use of me keeping you?"
” Create opportunities for me?
Muddy mud doesn't get on the wall?
What's the use of keeping me?
Don't......
What does General Long mean to push me?
Pedro suddenly realized: yes, yes!
General Long wants to support his own people in the Death Council!
Come to think of it, now that China has become a general trend, but to dominate the world, the Death Council is the biggest stumbling block, and General Long and the world's number one power behind him must want to kick this stumbling block away!
Suddenly, the flame of hope burned in Pedro's heart: Then I have a great chance, with the backing of the strongest person in the world's largest country, who can compete with me, this ninth judge Lao Tzu should be decided!
Pedro knelt down and licked Belon excitedly: "Thanks to the general's wrong love, I will definitely seize the opportunity and live up to the general's high expectations!"
” "I'm optimistic about you!"
Belon nodded with a smile, he didn't care if Pedro would take the throne at all, but as long as Pedro went to fight, it would definitely cause infighting in the Death Council.
Pedro felt that his life was getting ahead, and he couldn't help but cross his waist, completely forgetting his captivity......
They crossed the ocean to Glamis Castle in Scotland, an ancient castle built in 1372 with Normandy corner towers enclosing classical Scottish towers, and splendid Italian and Dutch gardens outside the castle, where the Duke of Crawford was once the owner.
The Duke of Crawford has left an indelible mark here, and it is said that he loved to play cards with the devil during the Saturday Midnight Witch Meeting, and in the castle's catacombs, one can often hear ghosts playing cards.
As a result, Glamis Castle is known as Scotland's most haunted castle, and Shakespeare was inspired by the ghost legend here to write Macbeth, one of the four great tragedies.
"I heard from Cardinal Archbishop that Duke George usually sleeps in his coffin in the catacombs when he is fine......"
Pedro introduced to Veron: "It is said that the coffin was left by the Duke of Crawford, and it has incredible magical powers......"
Bei Long looked thoughtfully at this ancient castle that has a history of more than 800 years: "This must be regarded as a world cultural heritage, right?"
” "Of course, it's famous and precious......," Pedro said.
"Boom-" Pedro's heart trembled twice with the violent, and he stared in amazement at the half-blown down castle of Gramis in front of him, the sparks flying in the sky proving what had happened to him a second ago.
"Mighty King Kong"!
Belon flicked his wrist and shot a huge flaming palm towards Nagramis Castle again!
"Boom-" Pedro looked frightened and didn't know what to say, he originally wanted to make a plan with Beron, quietly entered the village, didn't want to shoot, and went directly to the catacombs to pick up the corpse, no, it was to burn the corpse!
While Duke George was asleep unconscious, wouldn't it be nice to burn a fire with a coffin?
But I didn't expect Belon to be so irritable, and he demolished the house as soon as he arrived at the place, which was to be tough with Duke George!
Pedro is still quite weak about Duke George, although he hasn't beaten him, he knows that Duke George is definitely above him.
So now Pedro is panicking, and he's starting to wonder if he made the right choice to join Beron.
"General, this ......"
Pedro tried to persuade Beron, what if Duke George slept to death and didn't wake up yet?
"You don't have to persuade me, Lao Tzu is his British world cultural heritage!"
Belon snorted coldly: "When the Eight-Nation Alliance entered Yanjing to burn down the Old Summer Palace, I never thought that it was our world cultural heritage in China!"
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"No, that's not what I meant......
"Pedro is about to cry, Duke George will really wake up if you fight again!"
"Boom, boom, boom......"
Belon didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, a set of combination punches turned Glamis Castle into ruins!
As for whether Duke George would wake up or not, Belon didn't care, and besides, he knew that Duke George would definitely wake up.
This has been verified in the last days, vampires seem to sleep for a hundred years at every turn, but in fact, they wake up as soon as there is a wind and grass, if they can really do whatever they want while they are unconscious, vampires will not live now, they will have been sent to the research institute to be sliced and studied!
"Hulala-la-" Countless fist-sized black bats suddenly flew out of the ruins, scattering in all directions and flying into the sky!
Suddenly, the countless black bats rushed back to one place, and in a flash of black light, a pale-complexioned and handsome white man appeared, his long hair was combed with oily shiny and a small pigtail tied at the back of his head, and he was wearing a black tuxedo and a black cloak, looking like a medieval hereditary nobleman.
His eyes, lips, and nails were all jet black, two fangs bared out of the corners of his mouth and flickered faintly, ten nails skyrocketed by an inch, sharp and long like an awl, and two pairs of pitch-black wings opened up behind him, and the black smoke emitted around him seemed to be a dark cloud covering the daylight!
He is none other than Duke George of the Bloodline!
Although it is still broad daylight, in fact, at the level of the earl, he is no longer afraid of the sun, and a blood clan boss like Duke George is actually not much different from a god to some extent!