Marvel's I Am Wolverine

Chapter 82, Dictatorship of all kinds of bells and whistles

Dracula's manor is in a relatively remote place.

A suburb, a spooky suburb.

It is said to be a manor, but it is actually a tall castle built in a large yard surrounded by three-meter-high walls.

Well, it feels like a medieval aristocrat.

Within a radius of three kilometers from the castle, there are already many vampires patrolling.

Of course, these are only superficial forces, and what is really monitoring are the bats in the surrounding woods.

What these bats see, Richard needs only a thought to see.

It can be said that the defensive power of Dracula Manor is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As night fell, the vampires patrolling outside wandered around bored.

To say they are vampires is flattering them.

Compared with the vampires in the manor who were all viscounts at the last time, these vampires didn't even have titles.

Perhaps there is a title that is more suitable for them-blood slaves.

The combat power is stronger than ordinary people, but they can be dealt with with a head of garlic.

Even the garlic thrown away by ordinary people.

Different from the bored vampires outside, the vampires in the manor live an elegant and comfortable life.

The rare red wine outside clinked glasses on a gorgeous long table several meters long.

The red liquid looks weird and coquettish under the illumination of the lights.

This is not wine, but the purest virgin blood.

The decoration in the whole living room is low-key, luxurious and connotative.

A portrait of Judas is painted on the wall behind Richard, who sits at the head of the throne.

According to Richard, this was painted by the famous painter Leonardo da Vinci, and it cost hundreds of millions of dollars to take pictures. I don't know if it is true.

The atmosphere in the castle was not as lively, open, and unscrupulous as imagined.

It simply looks like a dinner party for medieval nobles.

Elegant and gentle.

This is the first impression given to Jimmy who came to the castle through the mirror space.

Jimmy didn't really want to call in directly. It was really a shame to appear in front of this group of vampires in such a bloody body.

"come out."

Richard slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked into the empty air.

The faces of the other vampires on the table suddenly showed astonished expressions.

They followed Richard's gaze and looked at Jimmy's position.

Obviously, except for Richard, the vampires who were left behind in the castle did not find Jimmy.

Even Richard's ten immediate family members, the ten princes of New York.

"Tsk!"

Embarrassed, he walked out of the mirrored space. Although it was awkward, Jimmy walked out of the mirrored space with confidence, strength, and mystery.

He was dressed in a pure white martial arts uniform, with a dark golden Eye of Agamotto, and long hair hanging down his back.

Jimmy's appearance is undeniably perfect.

"Hello, Master from Karma Taj, what's your business for visiting late at night?"

Richard stood up very politely, and even gave a noble salute to Jimmy.

Not at all offended by Jimmy's uninvited visit.

"A year ago, the guardian of the New York Temple died on the street. Do you know who did it?"

Jimmy looked at Richard in front of him with disdainful eyes and unparalleled power.

This is a gesture made by Jimmy on purpose. Jimmy is here to accept the younger brother.

You're not here to negotiate, and you're not domineering, so how can you accept a younger brother?
The same light flashed in Richard's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Richard just showed his demeanor.

I really didn't expect this guy to push his nose on his face.

"do not know."

Those who bend down should breathe slowly, Richard said angrily.

"do not know?"

Jimmy asked again.

"do not know."

Richard's answer didn't change a bit.

"Oh!"

All the vampires only felt a flicker in front of their eyes. Richard, who was once regarded as a god, was pressed down on the table by this man who suddenly appeared and said that he was the mage Karma Taj?

Suffering such humiliation inexplicably, even ordinary people can't stand it, let alone a vampire with extraordinary power?
Although he was pressed on the table by Jimmy, this did not affect Richard's ability to exert his strength.

In Jimmy's perception, the whole castle began to tremble slightly.

Mysterious magic circles appeared one after another, and countless energy attacks hit Jimmy from all directions.

In the face of these attacks, Jimmy didn't even hide. The indestructible body of King Kong is a kind of magic that fuses metal and cells.

In other words, Jimmy's skin has the property of absorbing energy.

Of course, it is impossible to completely absorb the energy of these magic circles with such a degree of absorption.

However, you can absorb as much as you can, and resist what you can't absorb.

Instead, the absorbed energy was released on Richard by Jimmy.

Clearly, Richard was no match for Jimmy.

Even if a vampire claims to be immortal...

In about two seconds, the surrounding magic circle stopped outputting.

Not because of lack of energy, nor because it was destroyed.

Instead, it was turned off by Richard.

"Your Excellency, I have not offended you, have I?"

Obviously, Richard relented.

This is the case in the dark world, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss.

This is not a world where age is the last word.

Of course, under normal circumstances, the older ones are stronger.

For example, Ancient One, such as Odin, such as Mephisto.

However, vampires don't belong to this category, they just simply live a long time.

"I'm the newly appointed guardian mage. You are already on my liquidation list. Let me ask you again, do you know who did it?"

Jimmy pressed Richard's head tightly, and Richard, who was buried in the table, had a hideous expression.

Not out of resentment, but out of sheer pain.

For no other reason than Jimmy was grabbing Richard's head, not Richard's soul.

The double stimulation made Richard feel twice as fast...ahem...painful.

"It's the ghost! It's the ghost!"

Richard said quickly.

"Oh? Say it carefully."

Upon hearing this, Jimmy let go of Richard with a blank expression, pulled a chair and sat down.

"You all go out."

The first thing Richard did after he stood up was to organize his clothes.

The second thing is to get everyone out.

"Go ahead."

"Ghosting is a killer. No one knows what it is called. He is very good at shadow assassination."

Richard told all he knew.

There is no concealment, such things as resentment are things that are revealed in the face of beings of the same level or slightly stronger than oneself.

Thinking of this...hehe...

(End of this chapter)