Text Chapter 7: Killing Encounters

Perhaps the horse understood the priest's words, and his agitation gradually subsided. The priest led the horse to a hidden corner and re-tied it, the light was indeed a ward off vampire bats, but at the same time it would reveal its location. The only things that can wander at night on Baker Street are those who are not afraid of death......

Father Sebas carried the "Kiss of the Goddess of Victory" on his back and climbed up to the roof to one side to hide. Dark clouds rolled in the black night sky, and the wind blew through the priest's body, making a hunting sound with the wide cloak rolled up. The priest pressed the sides of the cloak on all fours and leaned on the roof, his sharp gaze staring through the eyeholes of the mask. The dark body of the vampire bat ghostly passed over his head, but it didn't dare to stay by his side in the slightest. In this extremely oppressive atmosphere, ghostly footsteps sounded at the end of the long street......

The sound of crisp footsteps seemed to have a magical power, piercing through the hustle and bustle around them. Neither the raging wind nor the dancing bats could stop the evil sound. The sound of slow, rhythmic footsteps beat like a drum against the priest's heart, and the priest could only adjust his restless heart rhythm by taking deep breaths.

The footsteps stopped near the horses, and by the faint light of the lantern, Father Sebas saw an eerie black figure standing straight. Those hovering vampire bats seemed to be very afraid of this black shadow, and in the spherical space around him, none of the vampire bats dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool! If the vampire bats did not approach the horse because of the light, then they avoided the black shadow because of the darkness.

"Come out. The shadow spoke, his voice low and hoarse, like the whimper of the undead, "I know you're nearby. ”

Father Sebas did not answer, his right hand was already gripping the hilt of the sword, but the muscles of his whole body were not particularly forced. Ambush Rule 1: Don't reveal your position because of the joint sound caused by the force of the muscles, "their" will always be stronger than you......

"Come out. The shadow's tone turned cold.

The priest could clearly feel that the patience of the other party was declining dramatically.

"In that case, I will take your horse. As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the horse, and his right hand slashed at the horse's neck in the shape of a knife.

At the moment when the hand knife was about to slash, the sharp sword light cut through the air and slashed towards the black shadow from top to bottom. Although the black shadow withdrew in time and quickly retreated, the sharp blade still cut through the black shadow's tattered robes, revealing his true face.

The priest held the sword at his side in both hands, and looked coldly at the person in front of him, no, it should be said that it was the blood clan.

The Bloodclan was young in appearance, looking to be only in their twenties, but the priest knew that the age of these monsters was not visible on the surface. Behind each of their young skins lies an old and powerful soul, even if some of them were human beings in life, but their humanity has long been exhausted by the thirst for blood......

I don't know why, the priest always felt that this blood clan was a little different. His crimson eyes did not have the usual emptiness of the Bloodline, but a faint burning of twisted hatred, the first time Father Sebas had encountered it in his decades of blood-hunting.

"Smack...... Syllable...... Syllable. The Blood Clan applauded expressionlessly, "You're not bad, you're much better than the last time you came to kill me, at least, have the courage to face me head-on." As he spoke, he grinned, and his two canine teeth, which were much longer than ordinary people, were the color of white bones, and they looked strange and bloodthirsty.

"It's over, but I'm just a half-dead old man......" The priest quickly stepped onto his horse, and then leaned down and charged towards the Bloods, he was ready to swing his sword, and with the power of his horsepower, the priest had the confidence to rush through the barrier in front of him. Today's assassination has been exposed, and we can only find another opportunity next time.

The blade of the sword easily cut through the flesh, and the smell of blood was swept away by the wind before it could be heard, and the priest looked at the unharmed Bloodclan with a solemn face, and his legs clamped the horse's belly hard. On the ground, the body of the blood slave who suddenly appeared was cut in half, and the remnants of the body fell heavily to the ground, and the blood mixed with internal organs was scattered on the ground.

Looking at the priest who wanted to escape, the blood clan said coldly: "Do it......"

"Your Highness, we have arrived. Pinkie held her master's sword in her hand and said respectfully.

Edward, the black prince, was dressed in simple chain mail, did not wear a helmet, and his long black hair was draped casually on the back of his head: "This ghost weather is really a good time to 'catch ghosts', notify it, everyone dismount and walk, gather the horses and tie them far away from the street." ”

Edward, the Black Prince, suddenly made a lightning move, and by the time he stopped, there was already a vampire bat in his hand that was struggling desperately. Edward, the Black Prince, crushed the vampire bat's razor-sharp teeth with his thumb and threw it against the wall, exploding into a cloud of blood. While he was playing, the team had been assembled, each with an axe gun in his hand. Beside him, in addition to holding the Black Prince's love sword "Undefeated Will", he also took several chains made of stainless steel, in his words, "The wild dog that has just been captured needs time to be domesticated, and shackles are indispensable during this time......"

"Let's go. ”

After saying this, Edward the Black Prince and his party of seventeen walked into Baker Street with a strong wind. At this time, Baker Street was like a dead city, and there were hardly any living creatures to be seen except for the vampire bats raging in the sky. The houses on both sides of the street were pitch black, as silent as if no one were living there.

"Something is wrong, my lord. An aristocrat who accompanied him said.

"Of course, isn't this exactly what Yu wants, if this place is normal like any other place, then Yu should have a good 'exchange' with Viscount Torwell. Edward, the black prince, said playfully, "Let your people cheer up, if something happens, Yu will be very shameless." ”

The sound of footsteps in the darkness should have been exceptionally clear, but the howle of the wind largely obscured them. When approaching the door of a tavern, Edward the Black Prince suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter, master. Becky asked in a whisper.

"Didn't you even notice it? Black Prince Edward said coldly, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the back of the team: "Take a good look at the current situation." ”

Black Prince Edward and Pinky Pie were at the front, followed by three nobles, and the remaining twelve Blood Slaves were supposed to be in a row of two, but now, there were only five rows of Blood Slaves left......

Even if he is a blood slave at the bottom of the blood clan society, his combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated, not to mention that he can be picked by the black prince Edward as his entourage, so he is naturally not an ordinary person. Now that there are two less people in silence, it already annoys him a little.

"Hmph, interesting. Black Prince Edward sneered, "The rear team has become the front team, and Yu has searched all the places he just passed, especially the dark alleys, and he can't let go of any of them!" After saying this, Black Prince Edward drew his sword, and he didn't mind using pain to educate disobedient dogs. After all, for the Blood Clan, even if the limbs are cut off, as long as there is enough blood and time, the limbs can grow again.

Blood slaves in pairs rushed into the alley, and soon there was movement. But judging from the sound of their fighting, the situation is not optimistic. The axe gun is indeed a powerful weapon, and the blood slave of the Black Prince Edward is not ordinary, but he overlooked one thing - the long axe gun is not suitable for fighting in the alley at all, and the limitations of space make it impossible for the weapons in the hands of these soldiers to be used at all......

"Get out of here, get out of the open!" Edward the Black Prince, realizing his mistake, ordered again, "Becky, go and help them." ”

As soon as Pinky Pie left, a violent sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded above Edward, the Black Prince. He took a sharp step back, his sword-wielding right hand rising upwards to block the onslaught overhead. The swords intersected, and the sparks reflected the faces of the two men red, and although it was only for a moment, Edward the Black Prince could see the face of the attacker - pale, tired, but full of hatred, the target of Father Sebas, the murderer who was wreaking havoc in London!