Chapter 180: The Cry of Reality
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Brother Phuket's eyes burst out, and at the moment of losing his soul power incarnation, it had already turned into a twilight old man, and the [Age of Innocence] had left it at this time, and it would be separated from it forever.
"Mr. Sancho...... Sancho Sensei! My Age of Innocence...... It's dead! β
- Sancho? Pansa didn't move.
Under the flat glasses, the Spaniard's eyes lost focus.
He was desperately thinking about the way out, thinking about how to survive.
"Phuket, be realistic, don't be like George. Live in your own world. β
In the form of an old blood bat, Phuket grabbed his compatriot's robe with sharp claws, and scratched Sancho's arm with blood.
It was terrified: "What should I do? We're going to be killed......"
"Listen, Phuket, we are the only ones who can kill us!" Sancho sensei pointed to the maze in the streets, "Look, the enemy has been broken apart by my soul power [Scream]. β
Phuket looked at the space where the enemy was located by the [Scream] stretched out irregularly, and the prey trapped in it moved aimlessly, they shouted to their companions in the distance, but there was no response, and they took a few steps forward, and the terrain also changed, pulling each other farther away.
Sancho said, "The plan has changed, now it's up to you to deal with Poor Odds, I'm going to fetch George?" Joseph's life. β
"Can I really?" Phuket is worried.
Sancho smiled, and there was freedom and freedom in his smile.
"You have said goodbye to the [Age of Innocence] and have grown up. Remember how you became a vampire? β
Phuket recalls two or three events from the time of her birth.
"It's Queen Mary, I'm Queen Mary's groom...... I knelt in front of her staff, and they all said I was obedient...... He is a loyal and simple person, a compatriot who can be trusted. β
Mary I, a Hungarian, Empress of England and Ireland, also known as Bloody Mary.
Sancho hugged Phuket tightly.
"They are right, Phuket, you are a trustworthy partner, and even though you will betray that trust and cause me trouble, I still trust you."
Phuket felt the blood of courage stir up in her heart, and protecting Sancho became her life's work.
"My partner, George, was my teacher and showed me the way in life, and I am your teacher and should show you the way." Sancho whispered in Phuket's bat ear, "I don't want to be separated from you, whether it's a human or a blood body. β
Phuket was old, tears streaming down the wrinkles to her chin.
"Mr. Sancho...... Mr. Sancho...... Shall we run away...... I'm so scared, I'm so scared...... It's not because of death, but because I'm afraid of losing you......"
"No, you can't." Sancho let go of Phuket, "Phuket, can't escape." β
Phuket asked aggrievedly: "I have known you for just thirty-three days, but it feels like three hundred and thirty-three years later, we killed people and sucked blood, dried the heads of our prey, played football, cooked human blood, hid in the library and flipped through the books, I like you to tell me the stories in the books, this time is amazing and fulfilling in my life...... But why? Why don't you run away? β
"Shhhh......h
Push it off the roof and towards where Poor Qi is.
When Phuket fell from the roof, it was still screaming.
"Sancho Sensei!!"
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At this moment, Ye Bei stroked the strange road surface in the rainy night, it gave people a wonderful touch, like rough and flexible skin, every time he took a step, the road surface would begin to deform, stretching the road longer.
In front of him, at a distance of about 100 meters, the girl looked suspicious and did not dare to act rashly.
A few hundred meters behind him, Su Lianzhi was running towards her husband with all her might, but under the influence of [Shout], she ran farther and farther.
He shouted at Huan Wan: "Hey! Can you hear ME! β
The weak call was covered by the pouring rain, and Huan Jing couldn't hear what Ye Bei was saying at all.
She untied the thread of the scarf, dropped a black line behind her, endured the colic pain of the Five Visceral Temple, and walked farther in the opposite direction of Ye Bei.
Suddenly, the Bloodclan flapped its wings and descended from the sky.
Huan Jie said with great interest: "Huh...... It's finally here. β
With a fierce glint in his eyes, Phuket shouted hysterically, "Kill you!" Just kill you...... Sancho will be back! β
Ah Huan felt the hot wind blowing on her face, and the deadly sharp claws had reached in front of her!
She stepped on the flexible and strange road with Lianzhi's fist technique, wanting to test the ability of a foreign demon.
However, in one round, she felt her arms go numb, and her body seemed to have crashed into a truck, rolling and flying upside down on the road, and the hunter's suit immediately became tattered.
The strength of this blood's flesh was beyond her imagination.
As she got up from the road on her lean, she caught a glimpse of Phuket's burly figure slowly flying towards her.
"What a strange power...... You made me determined to get my old body back, and if I were still a giant tiger, I could bite you to death in one bite......"
Before she could say more, Phuket's floating figure had already begun to attack repeatedly.
Ah Huan completely lost the mind to fight back, and rolled and moved on the ground in embarrassment, and from time to time there would be a few more dark wounds on her body - although the claws of the blood clan couldn't break through her skin, the impact of the swoop down alone was enough for her to drink a pot.
She tried in vain to find a way to survive in the storm, holding a scarf in her hand, and the farther away from Ye Bei, the better.
Only in an instant, Huan Wei's eyes were distracted.
In mid-air, Phuket slashed his arm with his claws, and the rain merged with the blood, and the original raindrops turned into fine threads under the influence of the [Scream], and so did the blood.
They are like steel needles, shooting directly at Ah Huan!
Huan Wei captured the trajectory of these flying objects with excellent dynamic vision, gritted her teeth, and squatted with her head to protect the scarf in her arms.
She cursed: "Minion...... Come the and save me. β
Hundreds of blood needles pierced into Ah Huan's body, from the scalp to the back, from the torso to the arms, until they knocked on her bones to digest the terrifying destructive power.
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Huan Wan clenched her fists in pain and roared loudly.
"Stinky bats! Get the hell out of here! β
She grabbed the timber from the fence stake and tried to throw something to knock the monster bat down, but the timber catapulted out of her hand like a tenacious jelly and returned to its original shape.
Phuket did the same, and this time, it slit the major artery in the throat.
It will exchange blood for the life of Qiqi.
It rained blood......
Huan Wan bit the scarf, grabbed the road with both hands, and flipped it hard.
The road became a quilt, wrapping her in it, and thousands of blood threads hit the flexible road surface, digging into the rough asphalt particles, and it was difficult to get half an inch.
Pudge is furious, and his heart is worried about Sancho's sensei, who has said that if he can kill Poor Qi a second earlier, then they will have a better chance of survival.
It roared, "Get out of here...... Get out of here! β
Ah Huan was crawling underground at this time, with a raging anger on her face.
Why is she so angry?
Because she was crawling, on all fours, like a wild beast.
The last time I did this, it was for Ye Bei.
This time, it's for herself.
- As long as you are farther away from Ye Bei, the enemy's soul power will pass the thread of this scarf to your companions, and that person is preferably Ye Bei.
This was the only way she could be rescued.
Under the pitch black pavement, she could not see the sky or the landscape, and could only rely on instinct to identify directions.
She felt a muffled roar of thunder overhead, the Bloods pounding frantically across the pliable road.
She was dizzy from the bombardment, and the soft tissues of her mouth and nose were also injured and bleeding, but she could only continue to crawl farther away.
Under the dark road, for Huan Ting, it is like the road to a new life in the mother's womb.
The scarf in her hand is the thread that holds her alive.
I don't know how far I climbed, but I ran out of threads for the scarf.
Her face was embarrassed, she had lost the strength to fight back, and her mental strength began to languish.
Suddenly, the end of the thread tightened.
- Who is it? Who caught the thread?
A short, eerie silence.
- Is it Ye Bei? If it's Su Lianzhi, it's fine! Whoever it is, come and help me!
Huan Wei raised her head, and was so pierced by the light that she couldn't open her eyes.
The road was opened by Phuket, and it was short and stared at Qiqi with its waist.
"Hey...... Are you dead? Why don't you move? β
- Ms. Huan Jing did not move.
She was covered in a flexible, flaky slurry and held her breath.
Puji stared suspiciously at Huan's "corpse", and under the influence of Sancho's ghost, it was difficult to distinguish between the living and the dead in these distorted lines and cloudy color blocks.
Although its hearing is good, the sound of rain also affects its hearing, making it difficult to detect the target's heartbeat.
"Are you really dead...... If you don't die, just move and see? Phuket's words were still so naΓ―ve.
Huan Ting felt that she couldn't hold it anymore, the long-term exercise and anaerobic breathing made her body muscles produce a lot of creatine, sweating all over, the pain and nausea of the five internal organs temple became more and more intense, after the cold rain in winter, she began to have a fever, and her brain also slackened. By the time blood needles entered her circulatory system with rabies pathogens, the situation had become extremely bad.
Qiqi is not dead yet, but [Huan Jing] is going to die.
Her frail body is defenseless to internal causes such as organ failure and brain tissue disease, except for the flesh and skin of a ferocious beast.
Phuket said, "It looks like it's dead......"
It was about to leave, about to close the road slowly, but it didn't take its eyes off Qiqi's body for half a minute.
It's watching to see if its prey is cheating to death.
To be on the safe side, the moment the road closed, Phuket pulled it up again.
"Teacher Sancho said, you are a fierce beast...... Are you sure? Are you really a beast? Phuket muttered, "Why do you keep running away?" The end is obviously death...... If you could die earlier, Sancho-sensei would have a better chance of surviving, so why can't you die earlier? If you had died earlier, I could have helped Sancho earlier. β
It clenched its claws, retracted its bat wings, and no longer did bloodletting attacks, most of its blood was used to build the soul power body of the [Age of Innocence], and now there is not much left.
Phuket did not touch the body of its prey directly, and it was also weak.
"I'm curious...... Why did you leave this thread behind? What is the purpose of protecting this thread at the cost of your injuries? β
It stretched out its claws to get the black line on the side of the road.
Ah Huan's heart rose to her throat.
Phuket: "Come on, Poor! Let me see if you're really dead......"
It slowly grasped the end of the thread and tried to break the yarn with its sharp claws.
Huan Wan turned over and scolded: "Brute! Don't you dare!? β
"Oh! So you're not dead......" Phuket slowly retreated.
Only then did Huan Jie realize that something was wrong.
Phuket once again spread its wings and took to the skies.
"Don't worry, I won't approach you, Mr. Phuket also said that you Oriental fists and kicks are very powerful, I will not be easily deceived, I will swoop down from the air again and again across this road, and slowly kill you! I'm not going to give you a chance to fight back! And this line, no matter what it represents...... Now it won't help you! β
It tossed the yarn lightly in mid-air, about to throw it far away to the end of the street.
Ah Huan immediately got out from under the road, and she looked at the stormy night sky in a panic, and the wool that was blown back and forth by the storm.
The prey no longer intends to hide, and Phuket wants to continue to bleed and kill Qiqi completely in one fell swoop.
In a panic, Ah Huan unzipped the zipper behind her, wanting to wrap the weak mortal body with the wings of Qiqi's body. But she was surprised to find that her wings didn't grow.
"Why? Are you obedient...... Be obedient to me, come and protect me! β
She desperately commanded the muscles of her shoulder blades, but her back was cold, and she had no wings at all!
Not only that, but she also felt that her body was getting smaller a little bit, becoming shorter and shorter, weaker, but healthier.
The expected bloody needle pierced the heart, but at this time released her pigeon, and did not come at all.
Because, Ye Bei is here.
Ye Bei stood behind her and dressed her in a new hunter's outfit.
"Master, go behind me."
Huan Wei's eyes were distracted, she just took a step, she almost slipped, she looked down at the road, and left a blue ice road behind Ye Bei, and a black line hidden under the ice.
Huan: "You found it!" You really found it! β
Ye Bei: "Well, I found it." β
Huan Wei pursed her mouth, and her weak female body also turned her into a tear machine, which was not her intention, but the ganglia and brain tissue and pheromones of the flesh were giving tearful orders for self-protection, and if she wanted Ah Huan to explain, she must have said so.
Ye Bei pulled the rope and used it as a medium to release the power of the white dragon, and the cold air was revealed in the silk thread, and the blood rain was frozen into a rain of ice.
Puji flapped its meat wings in mid-air in a panic, trying to dodge the silk thread in Ye Bei's hand, and from the thread, it sensed a deadly threat.
In the low temperature environment of more than 100 degrees below zero, except for some microorganisms, no animal can survive.
In order to avoid this deadly silk thread, it had to fly higher, and just wanted to climb in a straight line.
Ye Bei let go of the thread, took a flying knife from the hunter's clothes, and threw it fiercely!
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- The movement of the knife when it hits the target is like thunder.
Phuket was knocked down by Ye Bei and fell to the ground, missing half of his head.
When the flame on its skull was extinguished by the rain, it regained its senses and became arrogant.
"Hahahaha! You can't kill me...... Even God is helping me! Pain is a treat for me! Just give it a try! Despicable hunter, you have no other means, just dodge that weird right hand of yours and I can live......"
Ye Bei took out a flying knife from his pocket and handed it to Ah Huan.
"Here, try your hand."
Huan Jing's face was embarrassed: "I haven't practiced this ......"
Ye Bei said disgustedly: "I told you to study more and exercise more, you look at me, I can't wait to become a backgammon learning machine every day." Like you, the beast will be beaten and cried by vampires. β
Huan Wei was not convinced, took the flying knife, and threw herself at the arrogant blood clan.
The limp knife made Phuket slap it open.
"It's useless!"
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Ye Bei followed closely with a mending knife, and the sound of the silver knife cracking was like a bullet coming out of the chamber - Phuket's head was shattered again.
He said to Ah Huan: "Go on." β
In the cycle of life and death, Phuket enjoys headshots and heartbreak time and again.
But in a minute, the silver flying knife in the hands of the Ye family's father and daughter was thrown away.
Phuket was dressed roughly, and gradually became numb in the pain of wanting to die, and it saw a glimmer of life.
"Hunter...... You don't have any weapons anymore, haha......"
The laughter stopped abruptly, and its eyes were straight and it couldn't say a word.
ββYe Bei unbuttoned the hunter's clothes, revealing the hook of the inner pocket, and there were rows of small flying knives neatly and densely placed inside, ten groups of ten, a total of thirty groups.
Ye Bei showed a bright smile: "Go on, always keep the heart of a scholar." β
Huan Nunu mouthed: "I suspect that you got so much silver from George in order to sell it for money." β
The knife teaching continues.
Huan Jie threw a knife, but with little effect: "What about George? We're wasting time here, what about George? β
Ye Bei threw out the knife, and the effect was outstanding: "In this unpredictable labyrinth, I can't find him, unless he is like you, he can leave me [clues] in time." Moreover, it is almost dawn, the smell of this blood clan is very disgusting, I dare not guarantee that Meng Po soup will be effective against it, judging from its resilience, only sunlight can kill it, as long as it is dragged and not caused new trouble to George, it will be our victory. β
Huan Wei nodded thoughtfully, and thought of the soul power of the blood clan, which was an extremely dangerous, imperceptible powerful attack.
"What about the invisible soul? What should I do? β
Ye Bei didn't know the bottom in his heart, and muttered: "Until ten minutes ago, I could see Lianzhi's figure in the distance, she was not attacked, and you and I are fine, if George has been killed by this invisible soul power, it will take the initiative to come to us." β
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The other end of the street.
Su Lianzhi ran wildly in the direction of Ye Bei, her speed was extremely fast, and the surrounding scenery rarely showed signs of moving backwards.
She complained: "Why do you still prepare this treadmill for me when traveling abroad!" β
Running and running, Lianzhi stopped, she covered her face, very embarrassed, looking at the ice on the wall, and her husband's message on the ice.
[Go to George, my daughter is taken care of by me.] γ
Su Lianzhi took a deep breath, patted his face, turned around, and continued the warm-up exercise towards the other end.
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On a rainy night, George paced alone.
Most of the hunters' soul power is registered, and Sancho is his student, so he naturally knows the special thing about the student's soul power.
Sancho's soul power is called "Scream", and it is mostly used to adjust the lines and colors of Sancho's paintings when he paints pastels - by the way, this student's main job is not painting, but a researcher of plant biology, and most of the illustrations in "Hunting Notes" and "Blood Harvesting Guide" are drawn by Sancho.
"Show up. You're running out of time. George looked down at his watch.
In an hour or so, it will be dawn.
George's answer was a cold bullet.
The projectiles of the silenced pistol slammed into the lines of rain in the rain curtain, and the irregular ricocheting ricochet ricocheted repeatedly, shooting towards the back of George's heart.
Bell β
It shattered George's crotch pocket behind his back and burrowed into Winchester's mahogany handle, breaking George's love gun in two.
"Teacher." Sancho just emerged from the side wallβ
- George raised his hand and it was a soul-killing bullet, leaving no mercy.
Once again, the rain helped Sancho and sent the human-proof warhead to George's chest.
"Phew......" George staggered back a few steps and spat out a mouthful of bloody spit.
"Mr. George." There was helplessness in Sancho's eyes, "I don't mean anything. β
"Fuck you......" George threw his gun and replaced it with two hunting knives: "You want to kill me, and you have turned yourself into a blood clan." β
Sancho is dressed in civilian clothes, with only a large hood that still indicates his identity as a hunter.
"A lot of people want to kill you, teacher. At this moment, I just want to talk to you. Because you and I both know that your time is short. β
George swung his knife at Sancho β
- Sancho only moved a step, the ground was deformed and stretched, and the distance between the two did not move at all, as close as a hand, far greater than the end of the world.
Sancho took off his hat: "Teacher, you once taught me to recognize reality and adapt to changes, and told me that my soul is so weak, and like my body, I am so gentle that I don't like a hunter or a killer, and I am not suitable for the job of a hood." But when I heard about my teacher's life and deeds, I couldn't contain my heart to pursue my ideals. Thereupon...... I started painting for hunters. But now, I think that you are the one who can't recognize reality, teacher. β
George changed to a throwing knife, but it was not as effective as a bullet.
Sancho pulls a potted daisy from the side of the road and bounces off George's knife attacks.
George said angrily, "I know exactly what I'm doing! β
Sancho shook his head: "Not bad! Not bad, not bad, not bad! That's good! The answer is [decisive] and [just]! But! β¦β¦ Teacher, the whole Nightingale headquarters, the whole hood has accepted the gift of the vampire, but you have not accepted it, what makes you so arrogant? What made you reject this gift of eternal life...... Britain is a capitalist country, serving the royal family, the biggest investor in the hood is Paul Cheng Insurance Co., Ltd., which has the world's largest bank and vault, and the bullets we shoot every day, the silverware we use, are all profits taken from the laborers of the merchants, and the money squeezed out is red and bloody human blood. Look at you, a gun without a good bullet is like a blood without teeth and wings...... No different from mortals. β
George lost his eyes......
Sancho continued, "Teacher, we are no different from the Bloodline, except for the hood vocation and procedural justice. If one day, the hunters, like the Bloods, become aliens, will you shoot at the hunters as well?
You may have noticed the changes in the hunters, who have become diurnal and nocturnal, and are accompanied by unclear companions. You can't blame Faceless for everything.
We are hunters, we are transcendental, and in the Middle Ages, we were the first subjects of biological experiments in the motherland.
Ambuo is your personal physician, and he knows your physical condition best and what you have done for this pure and pure country...... You have no relatives and no lover, and he wants to leave your life in this homeland, so that you will be forever insulated from death. β
"But ......," Sancho raised his muffled pistol, "but you killed Ambuu with [procedural justice]. β
The gray hairs on George's head grew, and for a moment, he felt that what he had done in his life was wrong.
Sancho said angrily: "In order to maintain the characteristics of the hunter's [invisible profession], Margaret has contributed most of her youth, and she has resisted the pressure of life and hunter's priorities alone, and pulled the children up, this is simply a miracle, if I risk the mental pressure of life and death every day to read bedtime stories to the children, I will definitely not be able to do it!" And Margaret, she just wants to pursue her ideal life and wants a little more time...... But you also killed her with [Procedural Justice].
- And me! Sancho? Panza!
Listening to your words, I began to chase my own ideals, the ultimate subject of human evolution, and a dream in which I could only wave the flag [shout] behind you, and live my own style! I have shouted to you again and again, you can spend your old age in a hospital bed as long as you open one eye and close one eye, but you listen and turn a blind eye!
Jack the Ripper! Do you know what you are? Do you know what the Crimson of Crimson Knell is? What about your 500-odd years of life?! β
When Sancho called out the name of the Ripper, George couldn't even hold his gun.
- In December 2014, the Independence Class reported that at the scene of the Ripper's murder, DNA samples collected from Jack's own mantle and cloak were analyzed and analyzed that the human had a key genetic mutation of 314.1C.
- Scarlet, named after the dark red color of the blood of the orangutan ape, is the color of the flame that represents the inheritance of human civilization.
This is George's physical body.
This is also the spirit of George.
They merge into one, forming the Crimson Death Knell.
"You and I are born of apes and beasts, and we are men by blood, not men by blood, and we are better than men by blood. You're not human anymore...... Mr. George, you are a racist like us. β
Sancho pulled the ram of the gun, and his superb marksmanship, including the previous ricochet ballistic maneuvers, and the steady shooting posture of the gun at this time, were all lessons he had inherited from Mr. George.
Sancho pleaded, shedding tears, and his voice was full of tears, like Phuket: "Teacher George, talk to me, show me the way, at this moment, I, like my student Phuket, have left the lighthouse that guides the way, and I can't find my way home in the vast sea." You have always been the banner of hunters, I need a reason, I need a clear and discernible answer! Let me pull the trigger!"
Bending down, George picked up Lei Fengheng from the dense rain lines on the ground.
His eyes were clear and full of murderous intent.
"You are a blood clan, I am a human being, and we are natural enemies."
- George Joseph motionless.
He wants to separate right from wrong, and make black and white clear.
"I see giants, not windmills!"