Unexpectedly, Wardhouse stuffed three little guys in at once.

After getting off the bus with his colleague, Chris didn't feel like he enjoyed the first ride in the carriage.

Not to mention the bumps and shaking of the carriage, because there is no closed carriage like the free carriage, in the open air, the cold wind blows for a long time, and the faces of the passengers are more or less frozen.

If it's a rainy day, I can't imagine it......

And because it gradually drove to the bustling southern district, the number of passengers in the carriage gradually increased.

Because of the cramped seat and the gradually crowded space, Chris felt that his buttocks had become a little numb from the long-term inactivity.

Towards the end of the 2-kilometer journey, Jeffrey led them out of the car, and after walking three streets, Chris finally saw his new church, the magnificent Church of the God of Machines and Intelligence.

Perhaps this is the guidance of fate, the old Cole family is a devout believer in the Church of the God of Machines and Intelligence, and Bert and Bonnie are also half believers.

Led by Jeffrey's skilful leadership, Chris followed them into the second building behind the church.

After explaining the purpose of the trip to the clergy in a simple and clear way, the staff led them to an archive room on the second floor.

After picking a book from it, it was handed to them.

Chris then saw that after Jeffrey had filled out the application form, he left the second floor with Rowan and Chris and sat in the vacant seats in the church hall.

As an extraordinary "scholar" approach, Chris quickly read the book through.

There are only a few supernatural creatures that are detailed in it, and one of them is about the "Hellflame Hound".

After thinking for a few seconds, Chris looked at the two and concluded:

"The Hellflame Dog is said to have been born to the hundred-handed giants Typhon and Ekadena, and was the pet of Hekate, the goddess of the underworld.

"They have magma-like red eyes, large bodies, damp hair, and a pungent smell of sulfuric acid.

"This is a relatively violent flame-based transcendent creature, but because of its high intelligence, it rarely takes the initiative to appear in front of humans and attack humans.

Legend has it that they are the gatekeepers of hell, and at night they appear in cemeteries large and small, eating freshly buried corpses. If a human is spotted, it will attack the human twice first, and whoever sees them on the third appearance will die. Underneath this sentence someone annotated with a pen: This legend has been proven to be not entirely true.

"They are close to the Dark and Flame Extraordinaires, but they are natural enemies of vampires. When the two meet, it often ends with the death of one of them.

"It has multiple heads, and the number of skulls determines its sequence level. In general, one Hellhound represents Sequence 9 and two Hellhounds represent Sequence 8......

"It also has hard fur and a dragon's tail, and is responsible for guarding the gates of hell and preventing the undead from leaving.

"It has a sweet tooth, and in some parts of the southern continent there is a honey cake in the funeral goods of the deceased, which the deceased uses to curry favor with it from being bitten.

"Hellflame hounds with two or more heads possess human-level intelligence and language abilities, and can communicate in Constantine. There is also a note here: as long as the Church Extraordinaries do not actively attack, they will not normally attack the Extraordinary. ”

Chris said, thinking it was some kind of pet.

"So, it's there because those three vampires were also around the cemetery some time ago?" Rowan analyzed, "but it didn't know that the vampires had been eliminated by us." ”

"It seems so. Chris then handed the book to Jeffrey, "We can return the book." ”

"This ability of the 'scholar' path is really convenient. Paul exclaimed, "Elton used to be a long fart, and said he was the darling of wisdom. ”

Hehe, just because you read a lot of books doesn't mean you're smart, Chris thought.

Thinking that there was another "Arcanist" in their team, I don't know when I would have the time to exchange the experience of the "Arcanist" with Elton.

Then, after Jeffrey himself went to the second floor in the back to hand over the books, they headed to Hartbury Street to prepare for tonight's action.

At ten o'clock, the crimson moon was already high.

With a large piece of honey cake in his left hand that he had bought at a cake shop a few blocks away this afternoon, Chris followed two colleagues along the edge of the cemetery.

And on Chris's right hand, there is a blazing red fireball.

Sweets and flames are your favorites. Chris said in his heart.

"It's not going to come out today. Paul said, wrapping himself in a trench coat.

"Probably not. Jeffrey replied, "It hasn't come out for three days." ”

"This ...... It also has a strict cycle of activity?" Chris complained.

"Yesterday's ghost said it would come out every three days to feed, and it should come out tonight. Jeffrey said.

Foraging, what are we doing here, then?" thought to himself.

"Rest assured, it's all here. As if to see Chris's concern, Jeffrey explained.

Chris looked at the large cemetery around him, remembered what was written in the church book, and for a moment felt a little sick to his stomach.

Just as Jeffrey had finished speaking, as if in response to his words, a strange dog bark came from the depths of the cemetery.

Chris shuddered, and before he could react, he felt a red shadow flash in front of him, and he felt his left hand light.

The honey cake in my hand is gone!

"Attention. Chris exclaimed, "It's coming, it's taking the honey cake." ”

Jeffrey and Paul immediately began to look around, but there seemed to be nothing around them.

Three minutes later, in this eerie silence, a deep voice sounded in front of them:

"The cake you brought was delicious. ”

The three of Chris hurriedly looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a canine-like creature with black and red flames, resembling a hound, but with two heads and a strong tail, approaching.

It walks with a gentlemanly and graceful manner, and occasionally wipes its cream-stained mouth with its front paws.

"You are...... Hell's Gatekeeper, Hellflame Hounds?" Chris asked, looking at the two colleagues around him who were not ready to speak.

"Yes, my name is Adams Butche, and you call me Adams. The dog head on the left said.

"Mr. Adams Butcher, I wonder how you, as the janitor of hell, are here?" asked Chris with a top hat.

"Oh, yes. "I smelled a few wild vampires when I passed by here two weeks ago, so I squatted here to guard them, but I didn't expect them to be hiding in their cunning, and I haven't found them yet." ”