The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO-Chapter 866 - 768: Make You the Princess’s Pet!

Bang! Bang!

Two gunshots rang out.

Two silver-white bullets shot down towards Count Dracula from mid-air.

Yang Tian clearly felt that these two silver-white bullets were imbued with holy water.

Vampires fear holy water the most.

Yang Tian was curious, though: after five hundred years of slumber, would this fearsome Count Dracula still be afraid of holy water?

At that moment, Yang Tian retreated to the front of Wu Yue, Ling Ying, and Wu Zetian, ready to watch the show.

"Van Helsing, it's been five hundred years, and you're still not dead?"

Count Dracula coldly shouted.

With a wave of his hand, a strong blood blast shattered the two approaching bullets.

"That question should be asked by me instead!"

A voice filled with murderous intent sounded as a man descended from the sky, landing with a crash on the icy crystal coffin.

This man was dressed in a snug exorcism armor, wearing a hat with a low brim, with two gun holsters on his waist holding a silver-white handgun and a blood-red handgun, and a cross hung on his chest, emanating a powerful aura.

Yang Tian used his Divine Sense to probe inside the cross.

Soon, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes: "This cross emits a strong Martial Artist aura."

"A Martial Artist's aura?"

Wu Yue, Ling Ying, and Wu Zetian were all shocked, quickly using their Divine Sense to explore the cross on Van Helsing's chest, and soon they too sensed a strong Martial Artist aura. This surprised them, with Wu Zetian furrowing her brows and saying, "Yang Tian, this Van Helsing is probably not a Martial Artist, but the cross on his chest is a Sacred Artifact. This Sacred Artifact, like Immortal Treasures, is extremely rare. If I'm not mistaken, Van Helsing must be using the Spiritual Breath inside the cross to come and go freely!"

"That's right, it really is a Sacred Artifact!"

Yang Tian nodded.

Truth be told, since his debut, the magical treasures he's seen were mostly made of bronze, silver, and Spiritual Artifacts. Above them were Immortal Artifacts, Sacred Artifacts, and Divine Artifacts, but to date, except for the Holy Sword in Yang Tian's hand, which is an Immortal Artifact, all other treasures are below Immortal Artifacts.

Now, the appearance of a Sacred Artifact makes Yang Tian feel excited.

With a wave of his hand, the successor of Van Helsing trapped inside the Weed Ring fell out.

"Master!"

As soon as Van Helsing's successor landed on the stone wall, he cried out anxiously.

"Haisen, you can go back."

Van Helsing said indifferently.

The successor Haisen glanced at Yang Tian and couldn't help but say, "Master, this man named Yang Tian might be even more terrifying than Count Dracula, and I've already promised him to give your cross to him. He probably won't let me leave here."

"Courting death!"

Van Helsing's face changed, and he suddenly fired a shot.

Bang!

A silver-white bullet shot towards Haisen, but when it was close to him, it transformed into a powerful Spiritual Breath, striking heavily against Haisen, knocking him against the stone wall.

"My cross is not something you can use for trading! Useless thing, get lost!"

Van Helsing said coldly.

"Yes..."

Haisen cried out in panic and ran away desperately.

At this moment, Van Helsing looked at Count Dracula, and then focused on Yang Tian. "My apprentice says you are a terrifying Martial Artist, neither werewolf Lori nor vampire Empress is your match. If so, you can join us Demon Hunters and help eliminate vampires and werewolves on this earth!"

Yang Tian found it amusing: "Van Helsing, you survived these five hundred years using the cross, didn't you? Five hundred years, and you're still dedicated to being a Demon Hunter?"

"Humans and demons can never coexist peacefully. Either they die, or we perish."

Van Helsing said firmly.

"Very well, your faith is noble, but I won't play along with you. Kill if you must, I'm here to watch the show."

Yang Tian spread his palms.

To him, whether it's vampires or werewolves, they kill people from Milan, which has nothing to do with him. Besides, vampires and werewolves are cultivators themselves. As long as they restrain themselves, Yang Tian has no reason to kill them. Moreover, what benefit does Yang Tian get from killing vampires and werewolves?

He is not a pretentious Defender.

In his eyes, no matter how righteous a Defender is, they're often just phony Taoists.

"You're here to watch? So you're saying if I kill Count Dracula, you won't intervene?"

Van Helsing asked.

"That's right, whatever vampires you kill have nothing to do with me."

Yang Tian shrugged.

In that moment, he realized that the most horrifying thing about Van Helsing was the cross on his chest, a Sacred Artifact, turning Van Helsing into a pseudo Martial Artist. But relying on this Sacred Artifact, Van Helsing's strength was roughly equal to eighty percent of Yang Tian's and matched against Count Dracula evenly. If these two centuries-old enemies really fought, it would be an even match.

"Yang Tian, couldn't you help my father for the sake of my favor?"

Eliza was dissatisfied with Yang Tian's spectating.

"Your favor? I'm sorry, but in my eyes, you're just a trivial existence."

Pride surged from Yang Tian.

This made Wu Yue feel satiated: "You dare bother Yang Tian? You, a mere vampire princess, how could you possibly catch Yang Tian's Dharma Eye? Arrogant fool!"

Eliza's face slightly changed, but instead of anger, she laughed, with a hint of fiery glow in her eyes: "Oh, so you're saying if I directly compete with you for Yang Tian, you wouldn't mind?"

Wu Yue frowned, letting out a cold laugh: "Compete for Yang Tian? You don't have the strength, I'll kill you now!"

As she said this, Wu Yue was about to fly forward but was stopped by Yang Tian: "Why are you acting impulsively? We're here to watch the show!"

Wu Yue snorted coldly, gave Eliza a cold look, and then retreated.

Meanwhile, in mid-air, Count Dracula glanced at Eliza, then focused on Yang Tian, suddenly smiling meaningfully: "Seems this Eastern guest isn't just a spectator..."

"Count Dracula, why don't you stay asleep? The outcome of your awakening this time is still the same: death!"

Van Helsing shouted fiercely. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The next second, he raised the silver-white handgun and fired at Count Dracula in mid-air, then stomped the coffin, launching himself upwards.

"Daughter, honestly answer me, have you fallen for this Eastern guest?"

In mid-air, Count Dracula casually asked.

"This..." Eliza nervously glanced at the hunting Van Helsing and quickly said, "Father, in our vampire's eyes, love has long disappeared. I just want Yang Tian to obediently become my pet!"

"That works, I'll help you once, giving you the power to make Yang Tian your pet!"

Count Dracula laughed loudly, then quickly lunged at Van Helsing...