Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

Your disciples remember you, Klaus.

Your influence on him remains unforgettable.

At this moment, Klaus was still looking for Jian An. His pride and anger made it so that he would never escape provocation. Since there were people who dared to scheme against him, he would have to pay a huge price.

Elijah glanced at Marcel, who had an essential resemblance to his brother.

"I beg of you, hurry up and hide," Sabin said, growing even more nervous. She hurriedly pushed Elijah far away and then hurriedly said, "If Marcel finds out that a witch has brought back the ancestors of the family, then my people will be exterminated."

The wizards seemed to be very afraid of Marcel, and Elijah did not make things difficult for Sabin.

Since ancient times, magicians had the power to resist vampires. However, in this small town, it seemed like they were under the control of vampires, and they existed side by side in a strange manner.

Elijah had never troubled the ladies. He had held the position at a speed that the vampires could not see, when everyone realized it was wrong.

Marcel, wearing a hip-hop hat, smiled as he approached Sophie and the others. "Look, what did we find?" "I have to tell you, Sophie, this street corner is not a lucky place for your people tonight."

Sophie's body trembled, her face filled with fear and embarrassment. She stood up with determination, blocking Jane's corpse and forming a confrontation with Marcel.

Marcel's vampires were recklessly intimidating the wizards present. They showed their pale faces and sharp fangs arrogantly, and one of them, a boy named Diego, enjoyed the fear of the wizards like a little devil.

The Magi at the side formed a small circle with Sophie at the centre. They glared at the vampires, but did not dare to say anything.

Sophie stared at Marcel, who seemed to be studying his sister's body in an interesting way.

This damned murderer.

Marcel continued to advise her, his tone naturally haughty. "Just half an hour ago, we taught your sister a lesson here that made her deeply realize her mistake."

Sophie opened her mouth, but she did not immediately release her anger. She only looked at Marcel and lowered her head, patiently saying, "We will let her soul rest in peace. Marcel, don't disturb us."

Marcel put on a smile, "I didn't allow you to move the corpse, in fact," he said one more cruel sentence at a time, "I left her here on purpose."

To make an example, to make an example of others.

Elijah felt that this disciple was very much like his brother, as Klaus liked to be.

Marcel walked around the room, smelling the enchanting perfume of the witches, and stood very close to Sophie, adding a decibel.

"If anyone wants to betray me, I have made it clear that wizards are not allowed to cast spells in this area. However, I still have received word that Jane An is secretly using magic to plot something. Because, Klaus, what do you want? He came … Is that a good thing for us? "

Sophie froze, refusing to make a sound.

"Right, since you're all here, let me ask my old friend, half-breed Klaus. He suddenly appeared, he's very angry …" Marcel changed the question and raised the decibel. He looked at Sophie, his eyes filled with dark flames. "For no other reason than Jane Ann. Does anyone know why?"

"I don't know."

Sophie said yes.

However, her blinking eyes, the hatred on her face, and even the unreliable trembling on her face revealed something else.

Elijah's spirit began to gather, and sure enough, there was a connection with his klaus.

Marcel was not happy with the unity of the witches.

Elijah glanced at Sophie. Jane was dead, so he said he wanted to find out why Klaus was here.

Sophie was still trying to explain to Marcel that she hoped her sister would have a chance to rest in peace.

Not to mention provoking that damned half-breed Klaus. They couldn't avoid that demon.

Unfortunately, other than herself, no one else believed her.