C906 Food for the Sky

"So what the hell happened to you just now..."

In the gloomy living room, Dracula casually removed the tattered cloth that was stuck in Giles's mouth.

"Don't you know what kind of trouble you can cause with your own spell?"

"It's just an intermittent mental disorder. This is the price you have to pay for obtaining power."

Spitting two mouthfuls of saliva, Giles raised his head indifferently