Chapter 1480: Brave New World (16)

"Beddy, are you hearing what I think you think?" Arthur immediately lowered his body and whispered to the silver wolf after hearing the sonorous sound in the depths of the cave.

Arthur's juvenile body was, after all, a human construct, and his hearing acuity was far inferior to that of Bedeville, who was a human wolf. In order not to make a mistake in his judgment, he confirmed it again.

At this time, the big silver wolf had already pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

There was another bang, from the depths of the cave. More crisp than the previous one.

"There's nothing wrong with that, it's the sound of fighting. "And it's the sound of a sword colliding with a heavy blunt object." It sounds like the blunt side won in the collision, and the sword side must have been broken, otherwise the sound would not have been so crisp. ＂

"I thought it was an infiltration, but I didn't expect there to be a precursor in the vampire's lair. Arthur snorted slightly displeased, "Let's go over and have a look." ＂

"Arthur, I don't think it's a good idea, maybe we should wait until they're done," Bediwell muttered, "It's better if it's a friendly army that is fighting the vampires, but what if it's another hostile force?"

"Hmph. Arthur frowned: "What you said is not unreasonable. Okay, let's keep a low profile and sneak over to find out. By the way, what about your wolf men?"

"Lurking outside the cave, they rush in at the slightest command. "But they're just ordinary wolves, and we can't expect much fire support from them," Bediwell replied. At best, it can only create a little chaos. ＂

"That's enough. Arthur pressed against the cave wall, and continued to move deeper into the cave.

The glow in the darkness grew brighter and brighter, a glow made of white phosphorus from human bones, with an eerie pale green. The more Arthur and the others went, the more skeletons appeared in their path, and the pale green glow emanated from the missing corners of the broken human bones, making the road still faintly visible in the deepest part of the cave in the middle of the night. The shattered skeletons didn't seem to have been laid out here in the first place, and could have been the product of magic, part of an army of necromancy manipulated by vampires. The reason why they glow in pieces is because someone has broken them up with great force!

And the more you move forward, the more piercing the sound of the fight becomes, sometimes far and sometimes near. There is no doubt that one side is fighting the vampire legions, and that side has the upper hand as they advance deeper into the cave. Arthur and Bediwell took advantage of the sound of the fight to speed up and sneak, almost the speed of a normal person walking, but after walking for so long, they still didn't catch up with the sound of the fight, which proved that the strength of the other party was also quite strong, and the speed of advancing towards the depths of the cave was very fast!

"That's amazing. Seeing the traces of destruction along the way, Arthur couldn't help but whisper in admiration.

"Who is it?!" I didn't expect that praise to be noticed. Arthur knew that something was wrong, and just wanted to hide in the shadow of the uneven stone wall of the cave, but the other party made the first move!

Whoosh! A throwing knife the size of a finger flew straight towards Arthur's face, fast and ruthless!

But Arthur wasn't easy to mess with, and he swung his sword and knocked down the oncoming knives!

"Humph!" a deep man's voice snorted from the depths of the cave, then the sound of breaking wind, then the sound of massive bones shattering and tearing, and then the sound of enemy wreckage shattering to the ground. The man could have killed a large number of enemy troops at once, so the phosphorescent light in the depths of the cave suddenly became several times brighter, illuminating the surroundings even brighter.

"Don't hide, I know you've been following me for a long time, so come out and fight me if you have the ability!" said the deep man's voice.

"Arthur" Bediwell glanced at the boy.

"Okay, let me meet him. Seeing that it was no longer interesting for Arthur to continue hiding, he stepped out of the shadows of the rocks, and advanced dozens of yards before coming to the owner of the whispered male voice.

Arthur looked at the man, and the man looked at Arthur.

At first, Arthur thought that there were many people fighting against the vampire legion, and theoretically there should be at least ten of them before they dared to provoke those terrible vampires. However, Arthur completely guessed wrong this time, there was only one person in that force, and that person was a middle-aged uncle with a strong body like a bear.

Arthur glanced quickly at the ground. The ground was littered with corpses, and while there were no vampire corpses, the skeletons scattered all over the ground were at least three digits. It turned out to be this uncle, who slaughtered all the way to the depths of the cave, killing countless skeletons and necromancers without leaving a single piece of armor?--What a brave warrior this is!

And the uncle, too, looked at Arthur curiously, and frowned. As if to reconfirm, the middle-aged uncle took out a bottle from his belt and threw it to the ground.

Arthur subconsciously took a step back, albeit with a lot of money, because the bottle was not intended to hit Arthur in the first place. The bottle landed about five yards in front of Arthur, right at the center of the distance between Arthur and his uncle. The wonderful liquid in the bottle burned the moment it fell to the ground and shattered, emitting a wonderful purple-blue light.

Arthur then took a step back, thinking that his uncle would throw a second Molotov cocktail at him. However, the uncle stopped and said, "Don't you react to the fire of the holy water bottle?" At least you're not a vampire. ＂

Holy Aquarius?

Arthur's mind turned, and he instantly understood what the man was doing. It's some kind of special fuel, and the light it emits when it comes into contact with the air, which is ultraviolet light. The vampires of this world, like the legends Arthur knew, were afraid of ultraviolet light. So, the fuel in the bottle, once burned, can burn the skin of the vampires.

Arthur thought again of the little silver throwing knife that had almost hit him in the head. If I'm not mistaken, silver is also the nemesis of vampires, and the throwing knives are designed to be so small that they are not designed to create the largest possible wound on the opponent's body, but to allow the silver blade to be embedded in the opponent's flesh and skin, and use the characteristics of silver to inflict continuous and considerable damage on vampires.

Arthur glanced at the silver whip in his uncle's hand again, the whip was almost as thick as an arm bone, and it still glowed with a dignified silver light in the cave, and in addition to being made of fine silver, it was estimated that it was also possessed with extremely powerful enchantments.

It is estimated that all the equipment on this uncle's body is prepared to deal with vampires.

Could this man be - a vampire hunter?

"Little ghost, what are you doing in such a place alone in the middle of the night?" the uncle glanced at Arthur and said unceremoniously: "This is a nest of vampires, and you will lose your life if you run in and play casually!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Vampire Hunter. Arthur said tentatively, "You're here to destroy the vampires, and I'm here to save my friend, and we're all about to do business." ＂

"Oh?" the uncle's expression changed suddenly, as if Arthur had guessed it: "Interesting, you even know my identity?

"It's just an ordinary country boy. Arthur replied lightly.

Arthur actually looked quite embarrassed at the moment, not to mention that he hadn't bathed in the wolf's den all day, and his left arm was wounded, and the blood from the wound and the traces of various herbs were still on the skin. Not to mention that he didn't even wear a shirt now, and gave it to Bediville to cover up - now he was basically half-naked, and he looked like a complete little beggar.

However, the uncle did not believe Arthur's words, he did not care about Arthur's appearance, but stayed on the silver sword that Arthur was carrying. As the phosphorescent light of the cave had dimmed, Uncle Vampire Hunter reached for a torch from his backpack and lit it with a slight stroke of the wall.

The fire shone through the cave, and the silver sword on Arthur's back began to reflect silver light. Its details were fully displayed in the eyes of the vampire hunter, and when the uncle saw it clearly, his eyes immediately widened: "Where did you get that sword?!"

"It was given to me by an old man before. Arthur replied truthfully.

"Boy!" the vampire hunter clenched his whip, "give me a truthful answer! Depending on your answer, I may attack you as an enemy! Did you really get this sword from an old man? What is the name of that old man?"

He didn't say anything. He only said that I could call him [J]. ＂

Dahan's brows furrowed again, and he asked, "Did he tell you the name of this sword?"

"It's called—" Arthur reached for the hilt of his sword, "yes, it's called Seraph." ＂

Then, Arthur suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, rushed to the uncle's face with lightning speed, and stabbed it with his sword! The young man's speed was so fast, and the attack came so suddenly, that before the vampire hunter could react, Arthur's lightsaber had already reached his throat!

At the moment when the tip of the sword was about to pierce the uncle's throat, the sword momentum stopped abruptly, and the tip of the sword stayed just one inch in front of the uncle's throat!

"Now, who is going to attack whom?" said the young man coldly, and the situation reversed in an instant.

"Hmph, that's amazing. A small drop of cold sweat broke out on the corner of the vampire hunter's forehead, and he muttered in a low voice, "So that prophecy is true"

"Prophecy?"

Dahan did not continue to show hostility towards Arthur, let alone resist. He directly dropped the silver whip in his hand, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't worry, kid." I am not your enemy, and you don't need to threaten me with a sword. ＂

"I'm listening. Arthur didn't mean to let go: "Tell me, what is your name, which organization do you belong to, and what is the real purpose of coming here?"

"My name is Johansen Zust, and as you can see, a vampire hunter - from the Melson Brotherhood. The uncle said bluntly, "I came here tonight for only one purpose: to eliminate the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan, the Seventh True Ancestor, Van der Mian, in the Blood Cave. ＂