In November 1879 in London, winter had not yet arrived, but the weather was already surprisingly cold, and the corpses of homeless people could be found every day in the streets full of garbage and excrement, filthy and foul-smelling.

The strange thing happened on the third day of the sudden cold weather, and the whole of London was shrouded in an inexplicable oppressive atmosphere, not to mention the witchers and creatures hidden in the dark, even ordinary people noticed that something was wrong.

Herds of rats flee the streets, stubbornly heading out of the city even as they are crushed into meat sauce by galloping wagons, wolves howl day and night in the suburbs, zoo animals are frantically pounding into the cages in which they are imprisoned, and countless black crows and bats fly out of the shadows and inhabit the whole city of London, wiping their beaks as if waiting for a feast of revelry.

London is in chaos, this city that has just been occupied by steam and electricity for a long time, and has only enjoyed the progress and civilization brought by technology, has almost become a terrifying magic city, with cult people jumping out and shouting apocalyptic prophecies, patrols are arresting people every day, and tension and fear spread.

On a rare full moon night, it was covered by thick dark clouds, and I don't know when the wind started, so the moon was like a tungsten light bulb that was about to break, flickering on and off.

In the city of London, where there are many buildings, on those black roofs, one figure after another appeared, and the moonlight sprinkled on their waists, reflecting the unique light of metal sharp objects.

Dark creatures lurk in the shadows, all seemingly waiting for something to come.

In the distance, there was a crisp and hurried footsteps, and the girl in a beautiful dress who had to return late had to bear the fear of the present because she coveted the pleasure of the moment at the ball.

The girl's face was pale, and her eyes were fluttering around, as if sensing something sneaking after her.

It was clear to all those who stood on the roof and hid in the shadows that a huge, ugly barefoot man was constantly approaching his prey in the moonlit shadows.

"Looks like we're wanted"

"Huh?"

"The target, named Dr. Hyde, accidentally developed a potion, and after taking it, transformed into a monster with more strength, speed, and physique than ordinary people, and so far, he has eaten twelve men, six women, four children, three goats, and a considerable number of poultry."

"Now that you see it, let's kill it."

"Yes. ”

The conversation on the roof ended, and a group of figures moved quickly, well-trained and agile, like a pack of leopards in the dark.

The barefoot man downstairs had stepped out of the shadows with impunity, his ugly face smirking, a thick cigar in his mouth, billowing white smoke coming out of his mouth and nose, looking strange and terrifying.

The girl screamed in fear and ran forward, but the beautiful dress became the biggest obstacle to her escape, and after a short time she tripped and fell to the ground.

"Hehe, don't be hungry tonight" The barefoot man touched his belly with thick hair, whistled happily, and then stuffed the remaining unfinished cigar into his mouth, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and reached out to grab it directly at the girl on the ground.

At the moment when the man was about to grab the girl, a cold light flashed in the darkness, "Qiang", the sharp blade was firmly nailed to the ground, and a long chain was attached to it.

A thick-knuckled palm rolled to the ground, and the man screamed miserably.

"My hands!"

Seven or eight tall figures jumped from the rooftops, grim-faced, erect, dressed in light leather armor, and the short cloak behind them was emblazoned with the sign of the cross.

"Knights of the Holy Order of the Holy See!"

The man cried out in horror.

The knight led by "No Blood" crouched down and looked at the severed hand on the ground, the incision was smooth, the blood vessels and bones were abnormally thick, but the blood that flowed out was pitiful.

"Another madman who relies on science to mess around" said in a deep voice, "these heretical doctrines should be completely destroyed"

Someone chuckled: "Don't say that, the electric light is still a very good invention, it allows us to never walk in the dark anymore"

The knight at the head snorted coldly, "Kill him"

With a hint of fear on his face, the man ran away, but five long chains flew out and wrapped around his neck and limbs like nimble snakes to bind him firmly.

The man struggled to his feet.

"It's a lot of strength"

The knights teased.

The leader drew the knight's greatsword behind him, and the edge was sharp in the moonlight, and he was about to decapitate it with a sword when he held it high.

At this moment, the crows and bats all over the city suddenly flew up together, and the cacophony resounded throughout the city of London.

Well?!

Everyone was shocked and looked at one place in unison.

The wind completely blew away the dark clouds, and the moonlight fell uncontrollably.

There was a dull sound of wheels crushing, and eight huge beasts ran wildly on all fours on the avenue facing the city gate.

In the darkness rang out the howl of an angry wolf, eight werewolves with red eyes and drooling water. Around their necks were sturdy cowhide ropes, the ends of which led to a huge six-wheeled carriage.

It's not even called a carriage, it's a little black house.

A monster covered in patches and stitched together from countless pieces of skin sits on a carriage, holding the reins and controlling the direction of the carriage.

The crows and bats gathered over the carriage, screaming and flapping their wings in joy, forming an immensely large black vortex, as if to welcome the king of darkness to the city.

Everyone was shocked by this horrible and spectacular scene, and was speechless.

The man bound by the chains reacted, broke free while several knights were distracted, and rushed forward frantically.

He was terrified, and he realized that he was afraid that he had accidentally broken into some solemn and grand ceremony.

"Kill him first, then welcome our guests"

The knight at the head came back to his senses and chased after him with his great sword.

The man was so frightened that he suddenly stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground, trying to get up again, but he seemed to be carrying heavy shackles on his back, which made him unable to move.

"Damn, the medicine has worked," the man cried out in despair as he watched himself return to his normal body.

The knight quickly caught up with the man and was about to raise his sword to kill him, when a fierce wind blew in his face.

He looked up and saw the dark carriage quietly parked in front of him, and the eight werewolves were scratching frantically on the ground, trying to pounce, but they were dragged by the strange men in the carriage.

The door slowly opened, and a tall and slender figure walked out, standing on the carriage, with his back to the moonlight, the shadow on his face made the knight unable to see his appearance, and he could only hear him say lightly: "We should cherish every useful talent" Please Baidu "Throw the book network" Thank you for your support!