Chapter 1501

Y Country, Manchester, Midnight.

At Manchester City Hospital on Tokas Street, a masked black figure jumped over the walls of the hospital and walked through the empty corridors of the hospital with a somewhat vague footsteps, and a moment later, she came to a blocked white iron door on the third floor.

She took out a wire and stabbed it twice through the keyhole, the door opened, and she walked in, and inside were large cabinets, which she pulled open, and in those large cabinets were sealed bags of blood.

She tore open a bag of blood and poured it into her mouth.

After drinking a bag of blood.

Her breath seemed to have recovered a lot, she didn't continue to drink, but picked up a backpack, threw the blood bag inside, filled the backpack, she just walked to the door, suddenly her face changed, and hurriedly retreated.

Rumble!

The entire iron door was split open by a huge sword, and it was torn apart.

The black shadow hurriedly rushed to the window, smashed open the windowpane, and jumped out of the three-story building, just in mid-air, several silver lights shot towards her at great speed, she tried her best to move in the air, but still did not avoid all, a silver light hit his abdomen.

She screamed and fell to the ground.

In her abdomen, a silver arrow was inserted, and a faint white light flashed on it, burning her abdomen so that smoke kept rising.

The shadow grabbed the arrow and screamed, pulling it out with a large chunk of flesh, and she got to her feet and staggered away.

There was a burst of laughter in the darkness: "Honey, don't waste your strength, can you run?"

"No one can escape our Darkmoon Demon Hunters. ”

The five men jumped out of the darkness, like hunters chasing wounded wolves, and shuttled through the night at a speed beyond ordinary people, and from time to time whistles and strange laughter could be heard in the darkness, full of banter and play.

The masked black shadow that was running, the black cloth on his face fell off, revealing a beautiful face.

It was Monica.

However, her face was a little hideous and ugly.

Although the arrow in her abdomen was removed, the residual energy inside was still corroding her blood.

Plus the old injuries from escaping the chase these days.

She was in a very bad state.

She jumped off the hospital walls and raced down the road.

The ghostly witchers still appeared and disappeared in the night, like maggots on tarsal bones, from which she could not shake off, and the sound of gunfire and arrows breaking through the air rang out from time to time.

She knew that these witchers were all professional hunters, and their weapons all possessed the attribute of destroying evil spirits.

She has a lot of experience in dealing with a blood clan like her.

Monica ran left and right, but instead of escaping, she fled into a dead end, panting, knowing that it was useless to run any longer, not only could she not get rid of them, but she would exhaust herself.

As Monica stood still, five figures appeared on the wall around her, on the ground, in front of her, on the left and right.

"Why don't you run away. "It was a silver-haired young man, dressed in a leather robe, like a gothic youth, but holding a great sword wider than his waist, like a door panel, shining with cold light.

Beside her was a woman, armed with a silver bow.

On either side, a fat and a thin youth, one with a revolver and the other with a mace.

Behind him was a white-robed priest-like figure with a holy aura exuding from his body.

Monica snorted.

The wings on his back spread out, turning into the original form of the Blood Clan, and he killed forward.

The young man sneered, slashed down with a big sword in his hand, and with a sharp blade, he cut through the earth, and Monica suddenly changed direction and killed the fat man on the left wall.

Woohoo!

The fat man shot quickly.

Three silver demon-breaking bullets appear to seal Monica's path.

Monica exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and three bullets passed through the blood mist, and she instantly rushed in front of the fat man, her sharp nails scratching at the other man's throat.

The fat man was shocked, he didn't expect Monica to be so strong to resist now.

Seeing that the extremely sharp blood claws were approaching, the fat man was terrified, he was just a gunman, but he didn't have the ability to block the blood claws.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a milky white holy light fell from the sky and hit Monica.

Monica screamed and fell to the ground.

Not far away, the white-robed priest said, "In the name of the Lord, drive away the evil of the world." ”

Monica fell to the ground, smoking, the milky white divine power eroding her body as if she had been thrown into a fire for barbecue, making her roll on the ground in pain.

The fat man came back to his senses and shouted at the white-robed priest, "Arthur, thank you, if it weren't for you, I would have been killed by this chick, damned blood clan bastard." ”

The fat man raised his gun and swept at Monica.

Monica was swept by a shuttle of demon-breaking bullets, screaming and bursting with blood.

"Damn Valu, you pig, stop me, our bounty for killing her will be halved, and I have something to ask him. The gothic silver-haired young man jumped up on the fence and kicked the fat man away.

He even looked at Monica, who was drenched in blood and lying on the ground, her body was still smoking, and her breath was dying, but fortunately, the vitality of the blood clan was strong enough and she was not dead.

The silver-haired young man kicked Monica over, lay on her back, squatted down, looked at Monica's beautiful face that was twisted in pain, and smiled: "My dear, I'm really sorry, let you be so seriously injured, this is not my intention, as long as you tell me the whereabouts of that Chinese man, help us find him, I swear in the name of the Lord, I will definitely let you go." ”

Monica moved her throat, but didn't make a sound.

The silver-haired young man thought she wanted to speak, and leaned closer.

Monica suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and a word popped out of her teeth: "Get out." ”

The silver-haired young man wiped the blood foam from his face and laughed: "Interesting, it's been a long time since I've met such an interesting blood clan, oh, I forgot, your blood clan has been killed, it's a pity, it seems that you are the only blood clan in this world, I caught you for your celebration, tonight will be very interesting." ”

The silver-haired young man grabbed Monica's feet and dragged her to the top of a nearby church: "Crucify her." ”

The fat man and the thin man beside him hurriedly grabbed Monica's hand, took out the silver spike, and nailed her hands and feet to the cross, Monica screamed in pain.

The priest said the words, and the holy light enveloped Monica, making her feel as if she were burning in flames, and her pain was immense.

Watch her skin turn charred little by little.

His clothes were also reduced to ashes.

The eyes, ears, mouth, and nose spew out holy light.

Monica had many hallucinations in front of her eyes, her parents, her eldest relatives, her ancestors, all appeared before her eyes, but they were all shattered one by one, and in the end only a monstrous shadow of blood remained, like Satan across the void.

She looked up to the sky and shouted, "Master!"

It was as if I heard her cry.

Rumble!

A blazing blood light in the sky, like a meteorite, tore through the sky and fell from the sky!

(End of chapter)