Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Merlin and Elsa joined forces to kill the Quartet in a villa on the outskirts of New York City.

Just like the two high-end numbers, rushing into the novice village to massacre, those low-level vampires can't stop the ravages of these two evil stars.

This is normal. There are a large number of radicals under Dicken, but there are few pure blood vampires. After all, half-vampires are limited to talents and impure bloodlines, and their hopes of reaching higher ranks are extremely slim.

On the other hand, although the Presbyterian Church has a small number, all of them bear ancient heritage and are powerful. In this sudden war that covered the whole of New York, although initially caught by surprise by the raids of radical vampires, the responding Presbyterian fighters immediately started a fierce counterattack.

In the Bronx district of the Presbyterian base, the Presbyterian fighters quickly retreated from the attacking radical vampires, but trouble came one after another, and they had not waited for them to regain those occupied strongholds, elite warriors from the Supreme Family , Stabbed them fiercely from the back.

The soldiers of the Supreme Family who have never been involved in the Presbyterian Church and radical affairs have been under the leadership of their Supreme Grand Duke, the elderly legendary vampire Elisa Mackinos, and they have directly attacked the Presbyterian Church from the rear. Underground hall.

This is equivalent to the third force attacking the other's capital when the two sides are at war.

In short, in the current Bronx, in those neighborhoods occupied by vampires, under the darkness, the fight between the three parties of vampires has entered the most intense stage, and they are inseparable.

But overall, the Supreme Family, which was secretly supported by SHIELD, still dominated.

At the same time, in Brooklyn, the S.D.O.L.D. action team led by Melinda and Sharon cleaned the strongholds of both the radicals and the Presbyterian Church one by one like a carrot.

This means that after Queens, Brooklyn has become the second area that has not been affected by vampire underground forces.

Unfortunately, S.D.O.L.D.'s strength is insufficient, even if they contacted the Magic Congress to help, but after completing the cleanup of Brooklyn, they were unable to go to other areas to fight the second battle.

But the strange thing is that in this important conflict that will determine the new sphere of vampires in New York, whether it is the radicals or the leaders of the Presbyterian Church, almost no appearances have been made.

The highly ambitious half-vampire Deacon, and the 13 heads of the Presbyterian Church, seem to have evaporated...

In this fierce battle, which makes people unable to sleep, they... where are they?

"Todd Mountain..."

The blade opened the car door, and the heavily armed vampire hunter came down from his muscle car. Under the night, he looked at the mountain above 120 meters above sea level, in the lush mountain woodland, he was pervading him Very familiar, the **** smell that belongs to vampires.

This is Staten Island, the least populated area in the five districts of New York City, and the place with the least sense of presence.

Compared with the horrible population density of New York City, this island at the mouth of the Hudson River is really sparsely populated. But because of this, it has become a good place to hide secrets.

"The Temple of Eternal Night is in a valley in Tod Hill."

Beside the blade, the old hunter Whistler carried a black shotgun. Probably for this battle, he put on a combat suit. Like the blade, it is a black trench coat, sunglasses, military pants and combat boots, and its own bear head pendant hangs on the neck.

Whistler picked up the night vision telescope and looked towards the quiet mountain before him. He said to the blade:

"We have to determine the location of the Yong Ye Temple first, but don’t rush to act. Deacon has brought the 12 homeowners of the Presbyterian Church here, and the most elite forces around it must also be here... We are too few and must Wait until Merlin and Miss Bloodstone come with support before acting."

"I know the timing of the trial."

The blade replied indifferently:

"I'm not as reckless as you think, old man."

"Oh, really?"

Whistler laughed twice. He smiled and limped towards the trunk of the muscle car. As Whistler said, his grade is too large, coupled with nearly 100 years of demon hunting career, so that his body is injured, his actions are not as fast as when he was young.

So this time, he served as a logistics and support role.

"Hold this!"

Old Whistler took a black gadget from his pocket and threw it to the blade. The latter took it in his hand, glanced at it, and found that it was a black watch.

"This is from Merlin."

The old hunter raised his hand, and he also had a watch of the same style on his wrist. He says:

"It is said that there are some **** chips in this table that can be located to our location."

"That doesn't mean it. Does he know where we are?"

The blade frowned, looking at the watch in his hand, he said:

"I don't like this feeling of being tracked."

"No hunter would like to be tracked."

Whistler said:

"But in the present situation, this thing may save your life. You can throw it away after the battle, but seriously, Eric, do you want to go after the matter here is resolved?"

"I do not know."

The blade shook his head, he put the watch into his arms, he said:

"But I will accompany you to find your daughter, and then... and then maybe leave North America and go to Europe. Didn't Miss Bloodstone say that there are some demon hunters over there?"

"Are you going to find those demon hunters?"

The old hunter shook his head:

"I advise you not to go, Bloodstone also warned you that those old-fashioned folks will not welcome a vampire demon hunter. Maybe they will put you in a cage, or worse, when they meet, they The deadly silver sword will be drawn to cut off your head."

"But your heritage is incomplete."

The blade said stubbornly:

"Many important pharmacy manufacturing methods are lost. Without those things, if I meet a high-level vampire in the future, I can only escape as before...I don't like to escape."

"I mean..."

The old hunter sighed. He looked at the indifferent blade like a war machine in front of him. He whispered:

"The matter in New York is over, you have met an official character like Merlin, he has enough ability to help you, let go of the sword, Eric, it has been 30 years since you were 13 years old to now... They are repeating one thing, that is, chasing and killing vampires. You have no life, no friends, no lovers, no pastimes, or even hobbies. You have nothing young people should have."

"I mean, maybe, you have the opportunity to live a normal life, after all, you can suppress the desire to **** blood, you can be an ordinary person."

"Do not."

The blade took out his silver sword from the car and a shotgun. As he sorted out his equipment, he said:

"It's my life to kill vampires. Hunting is the best pastime and the best hobby... who says I don't have a life?"

"Click"

The blade's finger moved up and down, and the shotgun made a low, crisp sound, which meant that the bullet was loaded.

The black hunter glanced back at Whistler. He said:

"This is my life!"

After he finished speaking, carrying his gun and carrying two rapid-fire machine guns in the same box, he quickly walked into the mountain in front of him. He moved very fast in the night, but disappeared in the woodland in the blink of an eye.

The old hunter sighed a little bit as he watched the blade leave.

When you are old, your heart will soften.

Even the mercy that was once taken away by the mutant potions gradually returned in the slow pace of time.

"You should have a better life."

Whistler said, he reached out and took out a silver-gray revolver from the trunk of the muscle car, and filled the magazine with bullets one by one. After a few minutes, the old hunter looked at the revolver in his hand. At the next moment, his body spun sharply, the pistol in his hand pointed at the darkness behind him, and then he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom"

The scorching holy silver bomb flew out, hiding a head in the grass, and the head of the vampire slowly approaching exploded. At the moment the vampire's body burned, the old hunter reached out and pulled a long silver-plated long from his waist. Sword, he said:

"I am old."

"But with you crooked melons...maybe not quite enough."

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On the other side, the blade was carrying his long sword in his hand, walking in the dark valley of Todd Mountain.

His trench coat was slightly damaged. Obviously, it was not so "calm" along the way. But as before, no one could stop the pace of the blade's advance, just like a fierce bear ready to hunt, and only dare to block his way.

The blade moved silently in the darkness.

His sense of smell is very keen, and as the **** smell in the air becomes stronger, the blade can feel that he is getting closer and closer to his final destination.

The temple sealed with blood from Vlad III must be on the ridge ahead. That means that the lunatic of Dickon is also there.

The blade continued to travel forward, and after more than ten minutes, he saw a secret entrance guarded by radical vampires. The place was like an empty rock wall, but if you look closely, there is a strict crack in the outside of the rock wall that is covered by plants.

There is the entrance!

The blade narrowed his eyes. He remembered Whistler's warning. He was hesitant to wait until the reinforcements arrived. But a moment later, he reached for his storm flying knife.

It is difficult for a person to adapt to the situation with reinforcements when he is alone.

But under the touch of the blade, a strange thing was touched.

He lowered his head, and he saw that in the armed bag around his waist, the place containing the storm flying knife was replaced by a dagger of similar weight and similar appearance.

Obviously, someone walked by his weapon when he didn't pay attention.

"Merlin!"

The blade immediately thought of who the thief was, but the absence of the storm flying knife did not mean that the blade could not attack.

He shook his hand and pulled out another thing.

That equally dangerous holy silver chain sword.

"Uh"

Between the turning of the blade's wrists, the flying chain sword was like a foraging snake, whistling towards the head of the vampire nearest to him, and within a second, pierced the head of the vampire. .

The left hand of the blade waved outwards, and the chain swords connected by a thin iron chain carried the ashes of the ashes, and then plunged into the chest of the other vampire.

He jumped from his hiding place and rushed into the group of several vampires. In the swing of his wrist, a strong thin iron chain was wrapped around the neck of the third vampire. With the force of the hands of the blade, the neck of the vampire There was a burst of broken teeth.

"Uh"

The silver blade light, along with the right hand of the blade, chopped off the arm of the vampire who sneaked from behind, and the blade turned strangely in the air, like a swallow flying back, and flicked across the neck of the attacker.

A beautiful head with a consternation expression left flying in the night, and when it landed, it had turned into a pile of smashed ashes.

In a blink of an eye, a team of 5 vampires left only the last vampire.

It looked at the flying ashes around it and looked at the blade in front of it. It stood alone at the entrance. This scene was somewhat bleak. The blade also looked at it, and after 3 seconds of staring, the radical vampire swallowed and drunk, then decisively dropped the firearm in his hand, turned and pulled out, and ran.

Let the great cause of Deakin go to hell.

Life is the most important!

Unfortunately, it has not managed to escape in the end.

An arrow struck from behind pierced its heart, and in a wailing, the vampire with unstable footsteps fell from the ridge and fell from this height, just like a vampire, it was difficult Alive.

"Uh"

The blade retreated, and he seemed to have done something insignificant.

Cutting off the heads of vampires, piercing their chests, and watching them burn, this is already commonplace for blades.

He picked up his chain sword from the ashes under his feet, wiped it on his trench coat, and then planned to stoop into the crack in front of his eyes. But at this moment, the blade met the vampire's breath behind him, and he turned sharply, and the chain sword in his hand was swung out with his wrist waving.

But this blow... missed.

It wasn't that the vampire behind him evaded, but the blade had turned the angle deliberately when he saw the vampire's face.

This vampire hunter, who always looked cold, showed a mixed expression of surprise, disappointment and anger at this moment. He looked at the person behind him, and said in a low voice:

"You... are actually alive."

The blade's hand rested on the hilt behind his back. He said:

"I thought it was just a nonsense joke at first, but now it seems that you are really on Deakin's side. You really accepted your destiny to be a vampire, right?"

"my mom."

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