"Only by cooperating with me, who has the great blood of Tudor, can you hope to get rid of the predicament that has lasted for more than two thousand years."

The members of the Tudor family knew about the existence of the evil spirits, but they still died in that room... Klein frowned in doubt, before Sharon could speak, he raised his voice, imitating the other party's illusory voice: "Why didn't it take until today?" Come?"

This is a branch of the extraordinary ability of "Faceless Man" - to simulate the voice of the target, as long as it is heard, it can be reproduced!

Of course, Klein believed that he couldn't repeat the ravings of the "True Creator" and Mr. "Gate"'s cry for help. This extraordinary ability is currently limited to the domain of ordinary people.

Sharon concealed her head and glanced at him without revealing it.

Rafter Pound didn't notice it, he laughed and said, "Because the 'Dark Emperor' appeared.

"Fate tells me that the glory of the 'Blood Emperor' is about to reappear!"

Is there any logic to this? Klein inexplicably felt that today's Rafter Pound looked more like a lunatic than before.

He asked again in Sharon's voice: "The Black Emperor?"

"Haha." Rafter Pound laughed, "Yes, the Grand Thief 'Dark Emperor', he must have a close relationship with the real 'Dark Emperor'!"

I do not know how? Klein laughed for a while.

He thought for a while, stopped talking, and gave up the right to ask questions.

For some reason, Sharon also remained silent.

Seeing this situation, Rafter Pound was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked: "So, what is your answer?"

"I refuse." Sharon responded without a trace of emotion.

Rafter suppressed his anxiety and tried to persuade the other party.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly became straight, and he suddenly took a few steps to the side, and came to a stone wall that was still intact.

This... Klein and Sharon noticed the abnormality at the same time, and each responded accordingly. One of them pulled out the revolver and aimed at Rafter Pound, and the other filled the ruined chapel with crimson moonlight.

Rafter Pound didn't even look at them. Facing the stone wall, he threw his back hard and smashed his head against it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He bumped it three times in a row, and fainted with blood on his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, he got up again, his eyes were bloodshot for some reason.

Raft Pound raised his right hand and wiped his forehead, leaving his palm full of blood.

He stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked the scarlet liquid, and said intoxicatedly: "Tuduo's blood is really delicious, it makes people intoxicated.

"This will make my abomination exceed the limit to the maximum, and help me temporarily expand the boundary of the seal."

Klein aimed his gun at the other party, and asked in a little astonishment, "The evil spirits in the ruins?"

Rafter Pound had strands of blood running across his face, and he smiled horribly: "You guessed right.

"I judged that you were weak and weak, and wanted to pollute your spirit, enter your dreams, and confuse you to save me. Who knew, hehe, you are also a person with secrets."

Don't say it so directly... Klein subconsciously glanced at Sharon and found that she was normal.

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