"This is really interesting."

After another period of silence, Akater continued to stare at Fang Mo and smiled: "Someone actually calls himself the King of Vampires. I haven't seen such an interesting thing in a long time, so your name is...?"

"At once……"

Fang Mo thought for a moment, and then directly gave a false name and said, "Come to Xu Cangzhen."

In fact, it can be seen from his attitude. This identity is very perfunctory, and even Akat, who is not far away, can see through it at a glance.

But this is actually something that can’t be helped.

After all, until now, Fang Mo had not thought about what kind of role he should play.

He said before that he couldn't remember the plot of this dungeon clearly. He roughly knew that it ended with a three-party melee between vampires, crusaders, and sodium.

To put it simply, there are three forces.

And in this.

Fang Mo can either pretend to be a priest who loves little boys, as a representative of the Crusaders... or he can pretend to be Hitler like he did in Fate last time.

But there is also an obvious problem.

First of all, there is the church. The church here is a very serious type. Not only is the hierarchy too strict, but it is also extremely exclusive. Even if I join it, I feel that I won’t have much fun.

And as for Nacui...or the final brigade in the plot.

This organization has a lot of fun.

But there is one thing to say, the last brigade here is a bit too wicked. To put it simply, they are the real naughty people, the kind who kill innocent people indiscriminately in the true sense. The only joy of killing is because they are happy, so this is already

He's no longer a fun person, he's just a fucking lunatic, and Fang Mo doesn't particularly like him in this regard.

Anyway, that's probably why.

Because I really didn’t know which alt account to open to play, I just found a random character to muddle through. Anyway, Accardo definitely didn’t care about this.

If you really have a headache.

It must be his master who has a headache first.

"Laisu Soma?"

In fact, it was similar to what Fang Mo thought. Akater could tell that Fang Mo was lying almost instantly, but he was too lazy to expose it. Instead, he just smiled: "I see, that's why you are here."

The purpose is to?"

"Save people."

Fang Mo shrugged.

"...Save people?"

Acat was even more speechless when he heard this. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the policewoman lying on the ground. Such a big sickle was directly inserted into his head. To be honest, this was a fatal injury that would kill even a vampire.

, so the other editor is too lazy to edit it?

"What, you don't believe it?"

Fang Mo also saw that Akater was speechless, and walked directly towards the policewoman at this moment: "If you hadn't caused trouble just now, I would have rescued her by now."

"Hehehe..."

Acat didn't bother to pay attention to him.

While they were talking, Fang Mo had already walked to the policewoman's side.

"My sickle is the sickle of the god of death. Even the concept of death can be cut off by it." Fang Mo held the sickle in his hand and started to make nonsense: "Believe it or not, I just need to pull it out.

Can a woman be resurrected?"

"You can try."

Acat didn't say much, as if he was watching a play.

"OK."

Hear this.

Fang Mo also pulled it out with force.

With a squeaking sound, he pulled out the sickle blade stained with white and red material.

However, what is a bit strange is that the wound on the forehead of the policewoman who fell to the ground did recover, but for some reason she did not wake up. Instead, she spit out blood and her breath became weaker.

I feel like my face is starting to turn purple.

"……Um?"

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty the King of Vampires?" Upon seeing this, Akat on the other side also smiled and asked: "Aren't you going to cut off death? Is the blade not sharp enough?"

"Hiss, that's not it..."

For the first time, Fang Mo was a little confused when he saw the sickle failed. He subconsciously swung the sickle and struck the opponent twice. With the sound of the knife entering the flesh, the policewoman seemed to be awakened by the severe pain.

As a result, as soon as she woke up, she saw Fang Mo cutting himself with a sickle with a gloomy face.

You can even hear the creaking sound of something being cut off.

"Uh...uh..."

To be honest, the policewoman was so scared at the time that a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth in fear. She began to have a revolving door before death, and even her tears couldn't stop flowing down. At this moment, she

Suddenly I saw a vague figure standing under the moonlight not far away.

"save……"

With strong unwillingness and will to survive, the policewoman here subconsciously raised her hand and tried hard to call for help: "Help me..."

"Oh? Let me save you?"

Akat, who was not far away, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. Then he looked up at the sky and didn't know what he was sighing: "Tsk, the moonlight today is really beautiful.

…”

After finishing speaking.

Acat walked over directly.

"If you don't wait any longer..."

"No wait."

Before Fang Mo could try anything else, Acat squatted down, first bit the opponent's wrist, and then inserted two fingers into the opponent's chest, probably the aorta or something like that.

position, and then a bullet fragment was caught from it.

"Fuck, it turns out the card was injured!"

Fang Mo couldn't help but cursed when he saw this scene.

Of course, it's too late to say anything now. After Acat bit the policewoman, her aura changed instantly, and at the same time, her injuries healed rapidly.

But he didn't wait for Fang Mo to say anything else.

Suddenly, a long-lost system prompt sounded in his ears.

[System prompt: The concepts of ‘blood and life essence’ and ‘soul currency’ have been studied, and you have obtained the download permission for a new module. 】
Chapter completed!