Chapter 467 Pie in the Sky (4100)
Click!
The rough hand wearing a metal glove suddenly used force and twisted the neck of a vampire into a twist, and blood spattered from the crevices.
A few drops flew out and splashed on the man's face.
This burly man with exaggerated muscles let go of his right hand and kicked him out. The vampire immediately flew up and hit the wall with its back, making a thud. Blood splattered half the wall.
On the spot, the strong man stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, then turned to look at the door. The blue-eyed hunters who rushed in were standing there blankly, their eyes blank, and there seemed to be a sense of trance in their eyes.
The strong man looked up and down with bloodshot eyes, his eyes cold and cold. Half of his face was stained with blood spread by his palms. With a face full of flesh, he is extremely fierce. At first glance, he doesn't look like a good person.
The strong man's gaze swept across, and the blue-eyed hunters who were watched tightened their hearts, feeling as if they were being targeted by a ferocious beast. Includes elite hunter beards. Even the leader of the team, Elder Feng Dao, couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, which was his reaction when he encountered a powerful opponent who was evenly matched.
"You...are you from the Hunter Association's Treatment Home?"
After a few seconds of silent confrontation, Elder Feng Dao took the lead to break the stalemate. He continued: "You must be the commander of the treatment center. I didn't expect you to attack Earl Bain's manor so quickly..."
"In fact, we can cooperate and deal with these damn blood together..."
Elder Feng Dao's words were suddenly interrupted. The powerful man in front of him suddenly raised a hand and said in a low voice: "I am not the leader of the treatment center. I am one of the team captains under Lord Commander Blood Mist. You can Call me Ghost Bear, or you can call me Igor..."
Whoosh! A decapitated head in the distance happened to fly directly towards this direction. Ghost Bear Igor slapped the vampire's head in the air and exploded it into powder. He shook his bloody palm and continued to talk to Elder Feng Dao with a calm expression.
"As for cooperation, I think it is no longer necessary. As you can see now, we entered the Earl's Manor, penetrated all the defenses, and almost killed all the vampires. Are you coming here now to pick peaches and enjoy the harvest? Haha..." Ghost Bear Igor sneered twice.
"Ah, that's not the case. We just have the same enemy vampire..." Elder Feng Dao replied quickly. He is actually feeling the pressure now, and feels that his previous judgment on the intelligence was wrong. The ghost bear Igor in front of him, who seemed to be about the same strength as himself, turned out to be just one of the team leaders of the treatment center! Doesn't that mean there are other team captains with similar strength? And what about the commanders above the squad leaders?
According to information provided by Luo Xihu.
There are two leaders among the members of the treatment center who came to Shire County.
Elder Feng Dao's thoughts turned in his mind, and he immediately realized another important question: "You said that you broke through the Earl's Manor, but what about Earl Bain? He is the most powerful vampire in the Earl's Manor..."
His words were a bit urgent, sounding like he was questioning. This made Igor the Ghost Bear frown, and his fierce aura became even stronger.
If it weren't for the rules set by the dean, Igor would have ignored these people and even slapped them away. You are the only one with the most problems! But it's a pity that you can't do anything to humans under normal circumstances.
"What bullshit Earl Bain is. He must have been killed by Lord Blood Mist and Lord Nine Snakes by now. A guy of that level has the nerve to claim to be the strongest. Even if I call some team captains to come with me, I can kill him." Kill him!" Igor's expression was a little arrogant at the moment. He made no secret of his disdain for the vampires and his pride in his own strength.
The words paused for a moment, and Eagle continued: "Okay, don't talk so much nonsense. Our treatment center is cleared, and no one is allowed to enter. Now leave the Earl's Manor first, and don't force me to kick you out..."
"Earl Bain is dead?"
Elder Feng Dao's expression suddenly changed, showing disbelief.
Click, click, click... There was a sudden sound of footsteps in the four passages around the manor square. Astonishingly, doctors from the treatment center wearing black combat uniforms had finished handling the battlefield and regrouped at the door. Each of them is strong and fierce, with demon-like black totem tattoos on their skin. The clothes were stained with scarlet and the weapons were dripping with blood.
The whole body exudes the smell of blood and a rather dangerous smell that is not easy to mess with. Some of them were so barbaric that they cut off the heads of the vampires they killed one by one and tied their hair together. Either carried in the hand, or wrapped around the waist like a belt.
As these doctors gathered in twos and threes, they also boasted to each other about how many vampires they had killed, whether they had completed the boasts they had boasted about in advance, and whether they had beaten their companions in the bet on who could kill more enemies. Some of their faces were enthusiastic, some were excited, some were enjoying themselves, some were cold, and some were expressionless. The only thing missing is fear.
In less than half a minute, a dense black figure appeared in the square, with a large number of people. It looks exactly the same as before the battle.
None of the doctors at the treatment home lost their jobs during the operation.
On the left side of the team, many team leaders gathered together, at least a dozen of them. Each of them was much stronger than the doctors in the ordinary treatment center just by looking at their physique and appearance, and exuded a very dangerous beast aura. Elder Feng Dao saw everything, and his old hand holding the saber tightened slightly. My goodness, these dozen team leaders all had a strong aura similar to that of the ghost bear Igor just now. Some were weaker, some were stronger, and at least five or six were stronger than the ghost bear. If I were to fight one-on-one, I'm afraid I wouldn't be sure to win any of them.
What Ghost Bear Igor said just now was right. If he found a few team leaders to form a team, he might really be able to kill Count Bain. After all, Count Bain was not a high-level vampire, but he was quite close.
Elder Feng Dao stood at the door, in front of him were broken limbs and arms, and a black-clothed team chatting and laughing in the sea of blood and corpses formed by broken limbs and arms. He was dazed and felt that things seemed a bit magical.
Their Blue Eyed Mercury Hunters have endured humiliation for fifty years, constantly training elites and cultivating young combat forces. They have developed technologies to refine the purity of thorn blood, highly concentrated mercury, and various special weapons for vampires. All preparations are ready, and the opportunity to attack has finally appeared. Sharpening the knives, the high-spirited are about to go to the battlefield.
As a result, someone suddenly tells you that the battle is over.
The powerful force that has been oppressing him for fifty years was destroyed by a mysterious outsider, as easy as breaking an egg. Elder Feng Dao still remembers clearly that these men in black came for a certain strange antique! His bearded man reminded the other party that if there were any strange antiques, they would most likely be in the collection of Earl Bain's manor. Then the other party immediately ran over for that antique, and it was a smooth journey!
Just for an antique, Earl Bain's manor, which had ruled and radiated half of the Shire County for more than fifty years, was destroyed overnight?
And the blue-eyed hunters, who claimed to be the rebels, did not send out any soldiers in the process and made no useful contributions. Oh no, there was still some, just reminding the information of the antique.
Elder Feng Dao felt magical because it was too smooth and too sudden. He thought that their tribe had been diligently developing for fifty years and finally succeeded in resisting the rule that destroyed the Earl of Bain's manor. As a result, their enemies were suddenly destroyed by a force that suddenly appeared.
Sometimes it is like this, no one knows whether an unexpected disaster will fall on their heads. Maybe the arrogant enemy who was still arrogant to you in the last second will be crushed to death by the big footprints under the clouds in the next second.
At this moment.
Feng Dao really didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed.
"Hey, you guys are not leaving yet? Do you really want us to drive you away?"
The ghost bear Igor, who had met before, walked over with a cold face.
He immediately twisted his neck, making a bone cracking sound. The arm that was thicker than the thigh of a normal adult male was raised, and the smile gradually became ferocious.
"Wait, Igor, back off."
A light voice suddenly came from the sky.
The next second, a strong wind swept and red mist lingered. A slender figure appeared in the mist, wearing a black cloak and slowly walked out.
"Lord Blood Mist!" Igor, who was extremely rampant and cruel just now, lowered his head quickly, like a fierce Tibetan mastiff who treated his master differently from a stranger.
"Well." The mist man waved his hand, signaling Igor to return to the team. His yin-yang face did not change at all, and he looked at Elder Fengdao quietly, as if thinking about something. Before, they did not cooperate with the Blue Eye Hunter Clan because it was not necessary to destroy the Earl of Bain's manor.
They just ran over it.
And they had to find the Kupan Magic Box first to complete the most important task.
And now that the magic box is in hand, it is said that when you are full and warm, you will think of lust.
The mist man's thoughts diverged, and he wanted to make more contributions. After the dean arrived in Shire County, he would enter the Alfama Mountains, and at that time, he would inevitably have conflicts with the direct blood clans. The blue-eyed hunters in front of them have been fighting against the blood race in the edge of the Alfama Mountains for a long time. Presumably, they have a lot of experience and secret information.
Perhaps, the two sides can achieve mutual benefit and win-win results in some of the next things. Of course, for the blue-eyed hunters, as long as they can weaken the strength and influence of the blood race in the Alfama Mountains, it will be a big win for them. After all, the strength of the two sides is too different.
In the square, Jiushe arrived soon. She and the fog man chatted with Elder Fengdao. It roughly revealed some of the next tendencies to take action against the direct blood race of the Alfama Mountains, and asked the blue-eyed hunters to cooperate. Elder Fengdao was naturally ecstatic, and the previous slight loss was swept away. Who would not pick up the good thing of pie in the sky?
Although it seems a bit unfair, it doesn't matter. The most important thing is to hug the thigh. Elder Feng Dao couldn't be stubborn at this time. Perhaps a little bit of face-saving would cost the Blue Eye Hunters several generations of efforts and the sacrifice of a large number of tribesmen.
No one would be so stupid as to let this opportunity slip away.
Moreover, these people are from the Treatment Institute, a branch of the Hunter Association of the Dark Hunting Organization. After all, they are the official extraordinary forces of the Red Li Empire. Although they look like villains, it seems that they only vent their inner tyranny and malice on dark creatures. And they will not try to attack humans.
That seems to be the rule set by their new dean of the Treatment Institute.
Thinking of this, Elder Feng Dao couldn't help but wonder who the director of the treatment center was? He actually had such elite subordinates! The two commanders who were talking to him had a terrifying aura comparable to that of a high-level vampire. They might even be more dangerous and fierce.
This aura seemed to be deliberately emitted by the two commanders, who showed off their strength unscrupulously and openly.
The commander of the treatment center has the strength of a shadow hunter, so how can the director of the treatment center be any better? Only a real fierce man can suppress and tame these powerful and unruly dogs. Although he had not met the director of the treatment center yet, Elder Feng Dao was already in awe.
Time passed quickly, and two days passed quickly. Early in the morning of this day.
On the flat and spacious dirt road in the suburbs of Mingshan City.
A thin white mist floated in the air, covering the lush woods on both sides. The road ahead also became hazy, and only objects close to it could be seen. And beside the road, three figures were waiting quietly. Two of them were wearing cloaks, and one was wearing a training suit.
They were obviously the Mist Man, the Nine Snakes, and Elder Feng Dao who came along.
The two commanders wanted to present the Kupan Magic Box, as well as the intelligence of the Blue Eyes Clan on the direct blood clan as a bonus. To show their sincere heart.
Huh...
A cool breeze blew through the forest, and the white mist fluctuated slightly.
In the distance, the sound of wheels rumbling came from the avenue.
Soon, two low-key and comfortable black carriages came closer and closer. Finally, they stopped next to the three people, and the horses were breathing heavily and shaking their hooves.
"Dean, the Kupan Magic Box you mentioned has been found two days ago!" The Mist Man, who had been silent and cold, suddenly came forward with a fanatical look in his eyes. He held up the exquisite wooden box steadily with both hands and walked step by step to the window. The whole person stood there quietly, with a respectful attitude.
Wow... The curtain was pulled open, and a big hand with distinct joints stretched out. Grabbing the wooden box with five fingers and gently tapping it, the solid box suddenly broke into powder, finer than fine sand. It fluttered in the air like a ribbon.
The magic box with a smooth metallic color inside was exposed. As if sensing something, a blue-black pattern flashed on the surface.
"Haha, it's back in my hands again... The Book of the Devil..."
In the car, there seemed to be a man laughing in a low voice.
Click, the door opened.
A strong figure with eyebrows, eyes, facial features, and even aura filled with domineering slowly walked down. The surrounding light seemed to be slightly distorted at this moment, and white mist gathered and spontaneously formed a vortex.
In the vortex, the man in a black windbreaker looked over quietly.