Chapter 297: Black Coffin
In a small church in one block, the gray-bearded priest had just finished praying with the faithful, and when the believers had left, there were three men and one woman in the back row, and the priest smiled kindly at the four and turned to the back of the church. The four young men immediately stood up and followed in the priest's footsteps.
At the door of a clean room, the priest opened the door, waited for the four young men to enter, closed the door, and the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the church immediately became solemn.
"Alright, brave demon hunters, now you can tell me what tricky problems you have encountered."
"Father Donald." Anne bowed slightly, "We didn't want to disturb your cultivation, but the dark forces are spreading, and we can't stop it with the strength of a few of us alone." â
Then, Anne gave a detailed account of the battles with vampires and blood slaves in the past few days with Father Donald, and gradually, Father Donald's brows became more and more wrinkled, and his expression was solemn: "For thousands of years, the secret party in the blood clan has gained power, and the demon party has been hidden. The vampires of Survival ZĂ i Europa have always adhered to the precepts of the Blood Clan, and rarely attack humans so blatantly, unless they are new vampires who have just been transformed and do not understand the rules. But according to what you say, it was a knightly vampire who attacked you, and then this matter is very serious. â
As he spoke, Father Donald smiled wryly, "I hope my guess is wrong, you were just lucky enough to meet a vampire nobleman with a bad brain." If the vampires really plan to tear up the Bloodline Rings, there will be a catastrophe on earth. Donald's eyes narrowed, as if he had seen an endless sea of corpses and blood.
The four young men looked at each other, aware of the situation, but they didn't think it was so terrible. â
The giant Bob scratched his head and said nonchalantly: "Good will triumph over evil, this is an unbreakable truth." You don't have to worry, maybe this is God's training for us. â
Well, the other three people at the same time raised the helpless idea that simple-minded people are really happy, but Father Donald seemed to be very happy, he solemnly picked up a Bible, drew a cross on his chest, and said, "All right, children, we can go." â
Anne was surprised and delighted, and said, "Father, do you want to exorcise demons with us?" â
Father Donald solemnly said: "The darkness rises, and the exorcism of demons is the way, and may the kingdom of the Lord be on earth as it is in heaven." â
Anne waved her little fist, her fighting spirit was high, compared to Bob's middle two ideas that the protagonist must win and good must defeat evil, Father Donald's departure from the mountain is the good news of reality, and now the English demon hunters have the backbone.
In Zhenwei Xuan, Wen Rou and Xiaoguo have become accustomed to the life of working in a foreign country, and they have also slowly accepted the identities of Li Yifan and Nie Lingyu. After all, they had never seen the bloody side of the superhuman world, and they simply thought that being a superman was a very handsome thing, even if it was always sensible and gentle. As for Xiaoguo, well, she has been planning to be Robin next to Batman now, and after she goes back, she decides to learn martial arts, so that she can go on an adventure with Li Yifan.
Li Yifan also had a very happy time during this time, busy every day, cleaning up tables and chairs, cleaning, serving food and welcoming guests, simple and fulfilling. There are also three beautiful and dazzling girls who are pleasing to the eye. For Li Yifan, who has been fighting, such a life can be so happy that he can sing.
Li Yifan and the others here have a very good life, but the Norton foursome over there are not happy. Stepping out of a bustling bar, Father Donald's brow had not yet been raised.
"I didn't expect that the current demon hunters are all so ...... Casual or not? â
Bernie, one of the blonde twins, said disdainfully, "What kind of demon hunters are they, just a bunch of vultures who work for money, maybe they prefer to call themselves bounty hunters." â
Bert listened to Bernie's unceremonious taunt, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing. What his brother said is not wrong, the current demon hunters have fallen, the powerful secretly control the world, and the weak are busy with money all day long, and they are no longer the holy power that guarded in the dark night hundreds of years ago.
Seeing that her teammates were a little depressed, Anne squeezed out a smile and said, "Don't be discouraged, everyone, this bar is just a few low-level demon hunters, and there are not many of them who have awakened abilities." If we look for more, we will surely find powerful companions to stop this tide with us. â
Father Donald nodded approvingly, "Anne is right, the Lord's path is glorious but tortuous, we must not be discouraged by a little setback, nor can we be arrogant because of a little achievement, do the way of the Lord, and the kingdom of the Lord will come!" â
Bob covered his face, the so-called frustration of failure never existed in him, and it was only every time Father Donald nagged that he felt "frustrated". If he had seen a film called Journey to the West, he would have found that one of the characters in it matched Father Donald very well.
Fortunately, Father Donald is not an old stubborn man who is full of beliefs and ignorance of the world, on the contrary, this old man has wisdom and action beyond most people, he pulled the robe on his body, and said with a faint smile: "It seems that it is time to meet some old fellows." â
Could it be that Father Donald was going to invite those demon hunters who were from his time, and a few little ones immediately remembered a series of names or nicknames, which were the stars that once shone in an era, and if these people were willing to go forward, no matter what the darkness was, it would eventually be cleared. Somehow, a figure suddenly flashed in Anne's mind, that Oriental man, is the power as strong as the priest.
It was just a second for Anne herself to overturn her thoughts, which was ridiculous. In any case, that young man would not have such a powerful power, absolutely not!
On the outskirts of London, in a sprawling castle. The winter sun shone on the castle, but it couldn't hide the cold smell it revealed. In the dark basement, a thick bloody aura spreads. In the center of the basement was a large pool, full of red liquid, from which the bloody gas came out!
A large number of black-robed people knelt in circles around the pool of blood, very religious. In the pool of blood, a huge black box is floating and sinking in it, the box is rectangular, the surface is carved with mysterious patterns and portraits, the expression of the portrait is painful and tormented, at a glance, it seems to sink in the boundless sea of blood. This is actually a coffin!
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