Heavy rain fell on the rooftop, and the roaring autumn wind carried a little sting of winter.

An eerie gargoyle dripping spout, with greasy black paint smoothed by the rain, sits atop an impressive broken ledge of the historic Clotilde Palace, a five-storey apartment complex adorned with elaborate Spanish Baroque stonework.

This magnificent building is 100 years old, and the ground floor now houses an art gallery, a café, and a variety of fashion boutiques.

Although it is night, you can look at the Franciscan Square and be busy walking through the old Metro Line 3 subway station. Buses, trams, and taxis all screeched along the cobblestones beneath the streets, braving the torrential rain.

A different figure crouched beside the stiff dripping spout, almost still and silent: it was a beautiful woman, dressed in a lustrous overgrown black leather coat, with dark brown hair and smooth snow-white skin. Ignoring the storm and her own perilous perch on the cramped ledge, she stared grimly from the rooftop.

Her conspicuous chestnut eyes watched the bustling streets below her, but her melancholy thoughts were reminiscing about centuries of relentless warfare.

She is Serena, the most outstanding warrior in the Blood Clan's Deathwalker Army. She'd been crouching here for hours, ignoring the cold wind and rain, her keen eyes searching the bustling streets below.

Suddenly, her gaze narrowed as they focused on two obnoxious-looking people who were making their way down the crowded sidewalk. Avoiding the umbrellas, the two men rudely weaved through the flowing crowd, using thumping elbows and gloomy glares in the storm to clear other pedestrians in their path.

Even though she is still in her human form, hatred and disgust for the wandering werewolves still pervade every cell of Serena. They or their appearance could not deceive her, and she knew full well that the two thugs were not real humans at all, but just filthy animals disguised as adults.

Serena then looked to the top of the neo-Gothic office building in the dimly lit alley on the other side, and saw that her companion Rijel had taken out his digital camera and was capturing their tracks.

Perhaps sensing Serena's gaze, Rigel raised his head and nodded at her, without verbal communication, just by looking at each other, the two Deathwalkers understood each other's meaning, and after nodding to each other, Jerrell jumped lightly and jumped off the building first, and in an instant, Serena also jumped down from the ledge, a height of more than ten meters, and there was no obstacle to them.

It's just that neither Serena nor Jerrell noticed that their actions all fell into the air not far away, in an inconspicuous disc-shaped pole.

Not far from the entrance of the subway station, in a restaurant that had closed early, but the shutters were still closed, Chen Feng was sitting leisurely at the dining table, cuddling the delicate waitress of the restaurant, while tasting the delicious sturgeon soup of the Tisza River.

Originally, this should be a very harmonious scene, but dozens of big men in black and sunglasses in the restaurant, several restaurant staff and owners hiding in the corner, and a corpse not far away, destroyed this superficial harmony.

Chen Feng, who had almost eaten, picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, looking very gentle and gentlemanly, but it was obvious that in the eyes of the waitress around him and the restaurant staff who were being held hostage, this Oriental man was as terrible as a tiger and leopard, and the reason was naturally because of the corpse that was once their companion not far away.

However, for Chen Feng, who has experienced a sea of corpses and blood like Resident Evil, killing someone from another world who dares to resist him is as normal as drinking water and eating.

Not long after bringing back the frozen Captain America from the North Pole, Chen Feng took the White Ghost to the world of Night Legends, and the purpose was to let the White Ghost obtain the blood blood.

Of course, this is not the only reason why Chen Feng chose the legend of the night, in fact, it is not only this world that can make the blood clan not afraid of the sun, such as the blood clan of the twilight city, who is not afraid of the sun by nature, but the strange superpowers generated by each transformed blood clan in the twilight world gave up this world after Chen Feng thought about it.

Another reason is that Selena, the legend of the night, made him see the possibility of recruitment.

As an outstanding warrior of the Deathwalkers, Serena has an unexpected dedication to combat, which is why she must continue to hunt down werewolves despite the strong pressure of the leader of the Witch Society, Kraven.

In addition, her father-in-law, the elder of the three major blood clans, Victor, is the real murderer who killed her family, and it is also an important bargaining chip for her to betray the blood clan, after Serena learns the truth, betrayal is almost inevitable, and if Chen Feng is the person who sues her for this qiē, then Serena, who has inherited this favor, has almost no reason to refuse Chen Feng's invitation - especially when her relationship with Michael is strangled in the cradle.

And tonight will also be his first meeting with Serena.

"Boss, they're starting to act" Just as Chen Feng was tasting the after-dinner wine, feeling the convex and backward figure of the waitress beside him, while yy the goddess of the moon, on another table, the picture of the white ghost tong guò drone that had been paying attention to the monitor saw Serena and her companions start to act.

"Okay, let's start then, as for them," Chen Feng heard the words of the white ghost, and unfinished withdrawing his right hand that was exploring the trembling beautiful waiter, and then looked at a few hostages in the corner, "Just let them sleep."

For obedient people, Chen Feng never minds being tolerant and leaving a way to live.

Soon, Chen Feng took the white ghost and a dozen snake demon soldiers in black trench coats into the rainy night from the back door of the restaurant.

As for the poor people who were originally frightened by Chen Feng and his party in the meal, they fell into a deep sleep with a hypnotic grenade, and Chen Feng did not have to worry about them who would be in a state of sleep and amnesia for at least the next 24 hours, revealing any information about Chen Feng's whereabouts.

Although Chen Feng and the others shuttled through the rainy night, it was very eye-catching, especially the white ghost who was still wearing a white trench coat, especially obviously, but it was obvious that the pedestrians around him were not in the mood to pay attention to Chen Feng's abnormal team at all. Because of the fierce gunfight that broke out in the subway station not far away, all pedestrians were eager to stay away from here as much as possible.

Therefore, Chen Feng and his entourage entered the oldest subway on the European continent without hindrance.

The night in Budapest, one of Europe's oldest cities, is never very peaceful.