Camille felt the terrible cold. She shook her body, as if she wanted to be brave and not run away like a coward.

Marcel's tone disappeared. He roared and fiercely pointed at Camille, "I said, you get out of here!"

One dodged. Marcel started first. His claws stretched out and twisted father Tudor's neck at once. However, strangely, after he turned a circle, his head returned to normal. The knife was placed on Marcel's forehead. Father Tudor spoke slowly, "it's useless. You can't kill me... I got the ability from the ancestor of vampires. Soon, I will gain the ability of three ancestors... "

Marcel was caught by him, and the fierce attack was invisible dissolved. Camille retreated carefully. Damn it, she wanted to save her friend.

"First, Marcel, I'll take your power." The sharp angle of the knife of the bone resisted Marcel. The curse of the Holy Father tood appeared. His men were rowing with some enjoyment and wanted to draw a Dharma array for Marcel.

Marcel's eyes protruded, and his whole body slowly began to dry up. Just like Rebecca, the color was green and black. With a bang, the action of father Tudor was deadlocked. Several wine bottles were broken on his head, and Camille suddenly appeared behind him.

——Hit the stone with an egg, but Marcel got a breath.

With a backhand wave from father Tudor, Camille was directly thrown out, crackled the drinks on the counter, coughed, and his mouth was full of blood.

Marcel tried to breathe. His strength had just been stolen a lot, but he couldn't die. At least, Camille couldn't die before him.

——This is a man's dignity!

Klaus's hand rested on his chin, and his eyes were quiet and flickering.

His prisoner, the witch Sophie, told him that what they met was a very complex sacrifice array. Generally speaking, traditional things originated from the power of sacrifice. The person who did everything to Klaus's men must be a powerful and terrible wizard.

Sophie's face was full of mockery. Why not? Vampires themselves are their enemies. "I guess they just want to get more power sacrifices. The more they kill, the greater their power..."

Klaus listened with great interest. The murderous spirit slowly filled the air. Suddenly, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. It was Marcel?

Klaus was surprised to pick it up, but he still couldn't beat it. "Marcel, you surprised me. I didn't expect you to receive your call so soon..."

When the woman's voice line crossed, Klaus immediately recognized Camille and tightened her eyebrows. At this time, she called him with Marcel's mobile phone, and the broken help came over, "Klaus, you have to come to Rousseau bar immediately. A crazy wizard wants to kill Marcel!"

"Camille, you... Stay as far away from there as possible!"

Klaus didn't hear any voice from Marcel. It seems that he was badly cleaned up. This guy never knew how to be soft. He has raised him for so many years and hasn't grown up at all.

"Take it away." Klaus simply glanced at Sophie, and the people in black came around. They took Sophie away, as if there were other amateur activities.

The next moment, there was no figure of Klaus in the air. It seemed that he didn't care about Marcel as he said.