Chapter 631 The Lord of Mystery

This book is related to that formation!

Seeing Chen Ke holding the book and thinking about something, Richter curiously moved closer to him to see what he was reading.

"Why?" Richter asked.

"Didn't you study this kind of thing in your era?" Chen Ke asked back.

"The knowledge here is meaningless, it's nothing more than some alchemists' research notes. There are books from all ages in this library, but in fact they are all discussing the source and use of old blood. We already know the use and influence of old blood, so there is no need to read these things." Richter didn't care much.

"Isn't it good to understand the thoughts of those believers?" Chen Ke asked.

"Your idea is very dangerous. Depravity often begins with curiosity. The more you know, the deeper you fall. We just need to know how to use old blood to fight poison with poison." Richter said.

"That's right." Chen Ke perfunctorily took the opportunity when Richter turned around to put the book into his dimensional pocket. Maybe Laura can use it.

The two of them fought their way to the banquet hall. The people in charge of serving the food were shuttling back and forth between the kitchen and the hall. The self-service counter was full of people eating.

But as long as you get closer, you can see that the plates on the table are filled with human organs and limbs, and the cups on the table are filled with red blood. The diners are dressed in gorgeous costumes from different eras, but their chests are covered with flesh and blood, and their mouths are full of fangs.

As if they smelled the blood of living people, the diners and waiters looked at Richter and Chen Ke with hideous faces.

"Is it a vampire?" Chen Ke looked at Richter.

"Yes, you are not afraid? Very good. Kill them." Richter loaded his shotgun. Facing so many opponents, a whip was not enough.

The vampires became irritable. They screamed, used their hands and feet, and rushed over the table towards Richter and Chen Ke.

Chen Ke kicked over the table beside him, set up obstacles on his right and in front of him, and fired at the crowd. Richter's shotgun also roared, and brown shells kept jumping out of the ejection port.

These vampires have very developed athletic ability. They run like young Bolt... They can even crawl at high speed on the wall. Richter emptied the six blood buck bullets in the magazine, stepped back slightly, and took out some bullets from his coat to fill the shotgun.

During the gap when Richter misfired, a vampire bypassed the left side of the hall and flew towards Richter from behind.

Chen Ke aimed his left hand at the vampire, ejected the flying lock, and inserted it into the vampire's clavicle. He shook his wrist, and the rope was instantly pulled back, pulling the vampire towards him. It struggled on the floor, trying to tear the wire rope with its claws. Chen Ke grabbed the vampire's neck, and the hidden blade under his wrist ejected, and it pierced through the vampire's throat with a puff.

He couldn't use this thing to climb the wall, but it was still very convenient to use it to kill people.

Chen Ke put away the automatic rifle in his right hand, and a double-barreled short-barrel shotgun appeared. He fired a shot at the vampire's waist and abdomen, making it bloody and fleshy, and a big bloody hole was torn in the abdomen.

After confirming that the other party was dead, Chen Ke dropped the body. At this time, Richter's bullets were also loaded. He aimed at the two vampires who were about to attack Chen Ke. With the roar of bullets, the two bodies hit the table on the side, knocking the feast of flesh and blood to the ground.

"Those are the last two, we are even." Richter took out a few buckshot from his coat and loaded it into the shotgun, and loaded it with a click.

"I didn't expect you to care so much." Chen Ke patted his cuffs, and the blood and saliva of the vampire just now were stuck on them.

"Where did you put that big gun?" Richter tilted his head to look behind Chen Ke. Chen Ke only had a double-barreled shotgun in his hand, and judging from his clothes, there should be no place to put it, which made Richter very curious.

"This is high technology in the 21st century." Chen Ke said, he put all the weapons into the dimension pocket and clapped his hands.

Richter looked up, as if he understood, with an expression of "this kid should not be underestimated", and at the same time with a little envy and jealousy. After all, in 1919, he still needed to put bullets, blood bottles, whips, shotguns and other things in his coat pockets. It was heavy to run, and he had to worry about things falling to the ground when doing some difficult movements.

"Open the door, the next is the last journey." Chen Ke urged.

Richter and Chen Ke came to the innermost part of the banquet hall. The luxurious double doors stood in front of them motionlessly. Chen Ke stepped forward and knocked. It was solid wood.

"I know what you're thinking. I've tried it, but it won't break with a gun." Richter said as he inserted the small copper key into the keyhole and twisted it gently.

"Click..."

A crisp unlocking sound came from behind the door. Chen Ke leaned against the door, took out the REC7 automatic rifle again, gently pushed the door open a crack, and thrust the muzzle through.

Richter was familiar with the route, and directly pushed the door on his side open.

"Don't be so nervous, this..." Richter said as he looked at Chen Ke.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Ke saw a big white thing suddenly rushing to Richter's body, knocking him to the ground, biting his arm and dragging him to the other end of the banquet hall.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Richter screamed.

The white thing was a monster similar to a cat, but with six legs, black ears and claws, and white fur all over the body emitting a silver glow, which was very beautiful.

Chen Ke raised his gun and ran after him. He was not sure if he could hit the white thing, nor did he know if the divine blood bullet would penetrate the white cat monster and hit Richter below.

But time did not allow him to think too much. He shot at the cat's buttocks and fired three bullets, but the white cat dodged them with a flick of its tail, and the bullets hit the floor.

The cat looked back at Chen Ke, its eyes full of resentment, and bit Richter's arm with its teeth...

"Uhu! Ahhhhh!!!" Richter grimaced in pain, and took out the shotgun with his left hand to shoot it, but it scratched his face with a claw, leaving four bloody grooves.

Chen Ke seized the opportunity and fired another burst of shots, hitting the cat's side abdomen, drilling a bloody hole, and the cat jumped up in pain, hanging Richter's arm and running out of the banquet hall, and could no longer be found.

"Fuck! Fuck! This is different from last time!" Richter cursed, holding his bleeding broken arm, sitting on the ground and gritting his teeth.

"... You'd better find a way to go back..." Chen Ke put away his gun and came to Richter's side. His arm was bitten off along with the sleeve of his coat, and the wound looked so bad that people dared not look at it any more.

"No, no... I have a way... Wait..." Richter did not retreat. He took out the blood bottle from his waist, unscrewed the seal and prepared to pour it into his mouth.

"Wait! You want to drink this blood?!" Chen Ke was shocked.

"This is not blood, this is a magic potion... Ordinary people will die if they drink it, but I am... the Lord of Mystery!" Richter said.

"Mystery... what?" Chen Ke was surprised.

"I am also a professional level. Although it is not good to drink too much of this stuff, but in this case... this is the only way." Richter said, and raised his head to drink the magic potion.

Chen Ke waited by the side. After more than ten seconds, he did not see any changes in Richter.

"You don't know about the profession of the Lord of Mysteries... huh? We are drug masters." Richter laughed, and the blood on his arm had stopped.

"I have never seen... your profession." Chen Ke tried.

Professional-level people will have a circle of golden outline under spiritual vision. At first, Chen Ke thought that professional level was a level, but now it seems that professional level really means "people with a profession".

The two killers who played ice and earth in the battle of Li Moyang Manor, and White who could fight with transparent arms... These are the characteristics brought by the profession, but they never told Chen Ke what their profession is called.

"Lord of Mysteries... Mix 220 kinds of magic potions. After drinking, you will gain some special abilities in a short time. Your internal organs and body nerves are different from ordinary people. This is my profession. What about yours? Klein?" Richter asked.

"I don't have a profession." Chen Ke said.

"Hahahahaha... Don't want to say it? Then keep it as your trump card." Richter laughed, not believing Chen Ke's words.

Suddenly, his eyes bulged, and he vomited a large amount of white pus. A baby's white and tender arm actually grew out of the wound of his broken left arm.

"Fuck..." Chen Ke took a few steps back and looked at Richter in surprise.

"Ugh..." Richter vomited some more, and the baby's arm grew rapidly, and it was already as thick as a five or six-year-old child's arm.

As time passed, it took about 5 minutes for the new left arm to become the same age as Richter. Chen Ke could see that this rebirth was very painful. Richter was sweating all over and his face was pale. It seemed that the pain should be unbearable for ordinary people.

"Okay... I have super fast self-healing ability in the next period of time... Huhu... Let's go, the goal is ahead." Richter stood up and said to Chen Ke with a smile.