At one o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Si and two NPCs arrived in front of a large house in the northwest corner of the community.

The three children walked side by side to the fence of the house and stopped.

"Okay...... I don't think we really have anyone else going to translate the book......" Sean said to Sigh.

"But...... Somebody has to knock on the door, right? Horace said, glancing at Xiao Si.

"Don't worry, I'll just go." Xiao Si generously agreed, as an adult, he would not be afraid of a neighbor he was unfamiliar with because of some stereotypical prejudice like these children.

"You've got to think it through...... Wang, he's horrible......" Horis reminded with a serious look, "he's German, and maybe he doesn't speak English at all." ”

"Hmm......" Sean thought for a moment, and continued, "shall we first find out what the German word for 'please don't kill us' says?" ”

“Bitte_toten_sie_Mich_nicht.” The next second, a voice came from their side, speaking in fluent German.

When the three of them heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and they followed the prestige together.

...... that comes into their sight It was an old man in a red plaid shirt and a gray woolen jacket.

Ten minutes later, the house ......

"Boys, time is running out." The strange German man stood in front of the sofa with a sharp knife in his hand and a light on his back, and said with a stern expression, "This is your last chance today...... He leaned over and slipped open a piece of fruit pie on the coffee table, "...... Come and try my handmade, piping hot pie. ”

As he spoke, he handed a cut pie across the table.

At this time. Sigh, Hores, and Sean were already seated side by side on the couch. Horis took the pie handed over by the old man with a silly face, and turned his head to look at the two people beside him, as if to say, "I really didn't expect to encounter such a good thing." ”

"Okay, where we're reading." The weird German man finished cutting the pie and returned to his seat, putting on his reading glasses. He faced the children, picked up the book, and said. "Oh, here...... The amulet itself is not large in size, and it is engraved with a mysterious mantra ......" translated here. As if he had discovered something, he immediately turned the book around, and sighed to them, "...... This thing looks weird, doesn't it? ”

Xiao sighed and looked intently. A hand-drawn stick figure was seen on the page. The pattern as a whole looks ...... It's a two-headed miniature dragon (similar in appearance to a giant dragon in Western mythology.) Instead of the Oriental Dragon), it is clinging to an oval-shaped heterochromatic boulder, one left and one right, one high and one low.

Of course...... If Feng Bujue had been observed, he might have seen that Van Helsing had drawn the picture with a quill instead of a pen, and deduced from the ink that he had drawn the picture in a hurry; It is also possible that he can deduce the true appearance of the amulet from this poorly painted drawing. But...... Brother Jue is not here at the moment, and no one cares about these details.

"Is this an amulet?" Xiao sighed at the pattern and wondered.

"I think so." The weird German man replied.

"Hey, guys......" Horis lowered his voice and said to the two friends next to him in an excited tone, "The weird German man is so powerful." ”

The old man, known as the Strange German Man, glanced at the children. With a subtle expression, he said, "My name is Leonardo. Simino. ”

"Uh...... Mr. Cimino. Sean then asked, "The 'equilibrium' part." Can you elaborate on that? I didn't get it. ”

"Hmm." Cimino replied, "According to the book...... The forces of good and evil will continue to ebb and flow and change with each other. And every hundred years, at a certain point in time, these two forces reach a perfect balance. He paused for two seconds, "And the amulet we just talked about, which gathers the 'power of good', is a holy weapon to ward off evil, not only to resist evil, but also to ...... It is 'indestructible'. He gestured to the page, "Here...... The word indestructible is used, and a horizontal line is underlined. ”

At this point, he flipped the page and continued: "And on the 'night of resurrection,' which occurs once every hundred years, when the clock strikes midnight, the amulet becomes especially fragile. During this time, it will become 'can be destroyed'. ”

"What happens if the amulet is destroyed?" Sean asked.

"Then the balance between good and evil will be broken." Cimino replied, "Evil...... It will become the new order of this world. He glanced up at the children, "but, said our friend Mr. Van Helsing...... Even on the night of the resurrection, there is at least one way to stop the dark Ones......"

"What is it?" Xiao Si hurriedly asked.

"If someone can get the amulet before the dark Ones, they can pass a ritual...... A ritual that can only be performed once every hundred years to open the gates of the Border. "It's like a terrible whirlpool, a ferocious tornado...... It can swallow up the forces of evil and everything around them...... This will sustain peace for an entire century. ”

Sigh and the two Monster Club kids all listened intently to Cimino's narration, and even Horace put down his pie.

"Did he describe the ritual?" Xiao Si quickly asked again.

"Yes, and it's detailed." "This 'diary' lasted until the last day of his struggle against the dark Ones," Cimino replied. Interestingly...... Judging by the date, there are less than twelve hours left, that is, at midnight...... We are exactly 100 years away from that day. ”

…………

At 1:40 p.m., on the outskirts of the city.

I don't know what kind of structure this planet resembles the United States in the 80s, not far from the city, there is a swamp shrouded in thick fog. Although it is only a 30-minute drive from the city, the landscape is comparable to a primeval forest.

"It's around here. You can smell it, right? Dracula walked with his graceful, unhurried steps across the muddy ground.

"Huh? Ahh The roar of an orangutan, but not an orangutan, responded.

Uh-Fl-Fl

No sooner had they finished their conversation than the sound of something dragging around was heard.

Dracula and the werewolf turned their faces and saw ...... A mummy.

"Huh......" Dracula smiled and didn't say anything.

He also knew that there was nothing to say to the mummy, and that the dried corpse was obviously not very good at communicating.

In short, both the mummy and the werewolf seem to have acquiesced to their status as "followers", and naturally follow Dracula. And Dracula didn't care to lead the two together.

As they walked, they came to a deep, vast bogmire.

"This is it." Dracula stood on the edge of the swamp and said in a deep voice.

That's it. Silence comes.

A moment later, the middle of the mire was boiling...... Large patches of mud bubbles emerged.

Hiss-tear-

Seconds passed, accompanied by a rhythmic, grotesque footsteps. A large rectangular wooden box emerges from the swamp.

Followed by. A figure covered in mud also appeared.

The figure held the box high in both hands and walked out of the bottom of the mire.

After walking ashore, the muddy water on his body also faded as quickly as possible, revealing his true face.

Overall...... He is a fish spirit (according to the end credits of "Demon Slaying Rangers", this monster is named Gillman, which I personally think can be translated as "gill man"), and his face looks like a combination of Ben Bo Er Ba and Ba Bo Ben (both of which are the little demons in "Journey to the West"), and his body looks similar to a human. And it has distinct pectoral and abdominal muscles; It has webbed hands and claws on its hands and feet, and its entire body is covered in crocodile-like skin.

This is yet another monster that knows that the balance of IQ is insufficient just by looking at it. After he carried the large wooden box ashore, he looked at Dracula without saying a word, as if he was waiting for the boss's instructions.

At this time, there was a faint roar of thunder in the sky above the dense fog.

Dracula once again crouched affectionately beside the large wooden box, and casually handed his cane to the mummy standing behind him.

"I've been waiting too long...... "Dracula slowly reached out and lifted the lid of the wooden box, "...... It's been a long time......"

Nine out of ten people would guess the Count's state...... Lying in the wooden box was his old lover.

However, when the lid was opened, it revealed a tall man.

Compared to the other three monsters, the one lying in the wooden box is quite a name and a surname - Frankenstein (Frankenstein).

"Walking sticks." Dracula stared at Franconian for a few seconds, then turned back to the mummy.

The mummy was ordered, and immediately stretched out the cane in his hand and placed the head of the cane in front of Dracula.

The head of this cane is a bronze bat carving, the size of an apple, and the shape is lifelike.

Dracula barely looked at it, and with both hands, he skillfully pulled out the two "bat ears" on the head of the staff and pressed them to each of Franken's ears.

I don't know who designed it for him...... After these two parts were pulled out, two slender copper wires were brought out, and the two "bat ears" themselves could be used as clips.

"Wake up...... My old friend. When Dracula had done this, he took the cane, stood up, and said excitedly, "Our time has come!" ”

With that, he raised the tail of the cane high, and after pressing down on a certain mechanism on the cane, a metal rod popped out of the end of the cane, turning into a strange, erected lightning rod......

…………

On the other hand, the community, in the sewers.

The four-man battle between the front line of Hell and Blade has been fought from the ground to the ground.

From a sniper battle across the street to a surprise attack in a specific environment.

"Is it another trap...... After encountering the sixth small-scale directional blast, the survival value of the greedy wolf finally dropped to below 20%, and he had to drink a large dose of the survival value supplement just in case.

"Do you place each one in a different form...... "Greedy Wolf said in his heart, "although I know it...... There is more than one strategist on the front line of Hell...... But it's really admirable to be able to do this to this extent......"

"Hey...... You've been hit six times, are you really okay? Po Jun, who was more than ten meters behind his teammates, asked with some concern, "Why don't you change me to the front?" ”

"No kidding." Greedy Wolf replied, "If you change it, it won't be a matter of hitting six times...... Maybe they've all died six times. ”

"How dare you say that?" Pojun pursed his lips and replied in a noncommittal tone.

"I'm telling you the truth...... "Greedy Wolf replied solemnly, "I've been keeping a high level of concentration forward, plus I have certain equipment and S-class medical specialization skills to support it, otherwise I would have died several times." ”

"Oh? Are just some traps so troublesome? "Breaking the army.

"It's probably fine in normal times, but don't forget ......," replied Greedy Wolf, "...... Our bodies are all shrunk. Under this premise, both the equipment and the summoning specialization will be of greater utility. He paused, "And the prime example of this is...... Explosive. ”

"If you want to talk about explosives, I have them too." Po Jun said, "Since the pursuing side is so uneconomical, why do we still take the initiative to attack? We can also follow their example, setting traps all the way and making detours all the way......"

"Isn't that the advantage we had on the ground gone?" Greedy Wolf said, "I finally managed to achieve a certain degree of suppression by taking the lead, forcing them to flee underground...... If we stop the pursuit and let them retreat with all their bodies, won't it be a waste of all the work? ”

"You calm down...... "Po Jun is worthy of being a man favored by Brother Jue, and in this situation, he thinks about the problem more rationally than the greedy wolf, a strategist," ...... Maybe the other party is taking advantage of your psychology to lure you into continuing the pursuit...... and then expand the ...... of losses"

After a little bit of the captain's pull, the greedy wolf also suddenly realized: "Wait...... You're right......" His face changed slightly, "I seem to have fallen into a gambler's mind before I knew it......"

The so-called gambler's thinking is composed of many parts, and the two most typical of them are: first, a small win is not a win, and a small win is equivalent to a loss; Second, the more you lose, the more you have to increase your chips, so that you can return to your capital.

"That's right! I can't chase it anymore......" At this moment, the greedy wolf's brain rang, and many pictures flashed in front of his eyes, and he hurriedly said to Po Jun, "It's not how clever I am, it's those blasting traps...... It's just a distraction trick! The real purpose of the other party is ......"

Boom -

This moment.

A thud interrupted his words.

A loud earthquake interfered with their steps.

But see ...... (To be continued......)