The atmosphere in the Oblivion Bar was very gloomy, and the rest of the people sat around the bar, and the Night Master Jim wiped the Night Blade in his hand, sighed and said, "The situation is very bad, I just called a dozen archmages, and there are not many who can get through, I hope they are just hiding." ”

"They should have thought that the devil was unreliable!" Boston, the dead man, lowered his eyes and said, "No one can accuse them of making deals for power, but relying too much on that power is what happens." ”

"I don't know if the sudden withdrawal of the demon's power has anything to do with the vampire's moves, if so, we're in big trouble." Bennett held his glass, looking very frustrated, apparently still feeling that he was burdening Constantine.

"Mary, that madwoman, she must have sacrificed Constantine to Cain, Cain will suck his blood, no vampire can resist the temptation of pure blood."

"We've got to go to Plymouth." Red Robin, who was sitting at the farthest point, silently spoke, "They have a base there, and we need to find out what the Scarlet Queen Mary and the Bloodline Ancestor Cain want to do." ”

"I'm sorry, kid, but I can't leave London right now." Jim frowned and said, "I have to go to the residence of the magic family first, and then go to the mage towers of the archmages I am familiar with to find help, we can't let the demons break the contract, we must unite to negotiate with them." ”

"Also, Zatanna is not in a good state of mind, my apprentice Andrea gave her some concentrating potions, but she still needs someone to take care of and protect her, and we can't afford to lose another friend."

Red Robin didn't say anything, he just nodded and stood up, and said, "I'm going to go back to the Forgotten Bookstore first, and go to my friends for help, and see if I can find anything useful that John left behind." ”

Jim reached out and patted him on the shoulder, then opened a portal for him, and before Red Robin walked through the door, Jim looked at him and said, "You're a pretty capable kid, and I know I can't stop you from doing anything, but I want you to remember that you must, must, use Lilith's power carefully." ”

"I will, I've seen the consequences of the abuse of power."

After saying that, Red Robin stepped into the portal, and the next second after the teleportation was completed, an extremely strong smell of blood entered Red Robin's nose.

He subconsciously covered his nose with his hand, and then felt his foot step on some kind of slime.

Red Robin looked up and saw a horrific corpse hanging on the wall next to the stairs of the Forgotten Bar.

It was a young man, pale-skinned and lifeless, who had been impaled and nailed to the wall by a Roman-style spear that had been hanging on the wall next to the bookstore door as a decoration.

All the skin on the lower abdomen and waist of the male body is gone, but the bare muscle tissue is too clean to see the slightest blood and residual fat, giving the impression that it has not been skinned, but has undergone a delicate operation.

Red Robin didn't feel the slightest fear, he stared at the corpse as he slowly walked forward, stomping footprints on the blood on the floor.

Lilith said in his head, "How cruel, human ......"

"Shut up."

A hint of anger crossed Red Robin's mind, but it wasn't his own, it was from Lilith.

Before Lilith could get angry, she saw through the eyes of Red Robin that all the blood on the ground rose and fell back into the sky like raindrops gathered in a puddle.

All the information and clues in the space converged into one glowing thread after another, wrapped around Red Robin's body, and he greeted it all with open arms, more reverent than he greeted Lilith.

He became a cocoon wrapped in information, and the powerful silk hooked around the beams of the room, carrying him to the air in the middle of the room, and when he looked at his feet, through the cracks in the fine silk threads, he could see that a spotless leather shoe stepped on the equally clean and tidy floor.

It was Schiller who walked in first, then Jason with the red hood.

Red Robin was not surprised by this, Schiller was giving Jason a lesson when he was called away by Konstantin, but what were they going to do when they went out?

Schiller carried a suitcase and placed it on the table, and he lit a match, the light of which reflected the bloody twilight of the streets of London.

Schiller burned the receipts and threw the ashes in the trash, and just as he was about to pick up the suitcase again, a dark shadow flashed outside the window.

Red Robin's fingers tightened for a moment, he should have thought that Mary, the Scarlet Queen, was probably prepared with both hands, and in addition to personally leading people to chase people to the Oblivion Bar, she also sent someone to the bookstore where Konstantin was, to prevent Konstantin from escaping back here with a teleportation array.

A Bloodclan burst into the bookstore, spreading his batwing and outstretching his claws, but instead of the usual scream, a spear that the Red Hood had plucked from the wall was waiting for him.

The spear pierced the vampire's chest, blood splattered on the window glass on one side, and the red hood took another step forward and slammed the vampire's body into the wall behind him with the spear.

Then, his movements stopped, and as this information passed through Red Robin's mind, he sensed a trace of doubt, how could Jason, a man who spared no hands on human criminals, be willing to spare an evil vampire?

Someone stopped him, as evidenced by the footprints on the ground.

Schiller stepped forward, stretched out his arm to block Red Hood's continued attack, and shook his head.

Schiller asked the red hood to pull away, and he walked past the red hood and picked up the suitcase on the table, which, when opened, revealed a set of sophisticated surgical tools.

"Go get me that book over there." Schiller raised his chin slightly, and the red hood paused for a moment, but he followed his instructions to the bookshelf and took the book Schiller asked for.

Schiller asked the Red Hood to turn open a page of the book, and with a dazzling hand, he carved an intricate pattern with a scalpel into the back of the hand of a vampire who had been knocked down and pinned to the ground.

Schiller also asked Red Hood to take the staff with the same energy that Konstantin and Bruce had used to conduct the magic circle experiment, and tapped it on the back of the vampire's hand, and the circle emitted a filthy red light, and the vampire let out a terrible scream.

He instinctively tried to flee as a bat, but the limiting circle disallowed his ability to shapeshift, and the spear from which the red hood pierced his chest kept him lying on the ground.

"He can't run, go and pull the weapon off." Schiller cleaned the scalpel and said to the red hood.

Red Hood had always hated being told to him, not even Batman, but he was moving fast enough to leave an afterimage, because the Schiller he was facing now gave him the impression that he was no different from the unlucky guy lying on the ground - Schiller couldn't see them at all.

Red Hood pulled out his spear, the vampire struggled to get up, Schiller raised his head again and said, "Go and catch him and tell him not to move." ”

Red Hood walked in front of the vampire's head, reached out and dragged his upper body off the ground, his hands passed under his armpits to lock him, Schiller nodded and said, "Good, stay in this position and don't move, if you don't want to look, close your eyes." ”

"How are you going to destroy him? Let him bask in the sun? ”

"I didn't plan to destroy him, vampires have a strong ability to heal themselves, I just took something from his body, he won't die."

Schiller said as he took off the vampire's shirt and used his scalpel to draw a thin line of blood from the center of his collarbone to his navel, and the vampire didn't know what he was going to do, but kept cursing.

In the next second, the scalpel cut through the skin, the wound was not deep, the pain was not serious, but Schiller put his fingers in, used both hands to break the skin near the wound, and then slid down again until it came to the soft lower abdomen.

The vampire's body was not warm, and Schiller seemed unhappy with this, and he quickened the movement of his hand, and said to the red hood as he brushed the skin off the vampire's abdomen.

"Have you read the Bible?"

"Probably."

"Abel was a shepherd and Cain was a farmer, and Abel raised cattle with a heart to serve God, and God was pleased with his piety, so that he would know that God was pleased with the slaughter and sacrifice of the animals, so that all men might know that God was pleased with the slaughter and sacrifice of the animals."

"One of the reasons why God loved Abel's sacrifice was because God loved sacrifice, and the sacrifice was made to bear the sin of the sacrificer, and it shed blood for the sinful, so that God could understand the repentance of the sacrificer."

"The second is because the sacrifice is the best, the firstborn of the flock is the strongest, and the fat of the belly of the sheep is the fattest part of the sheep, and offering the best to God will please it."

The vampire shuddered and screamed, more and more blood flowing out of his body, his uncontrolled legs wiping the blood from the floor in an arc.

"Your hand is loose." Schiller reminded with his head down.

Red Hood showed a slightly tangled expression, and he said, "Don't do it, just kill him, I can't...... I can't ......."

"You let go, you'll be the next one lying here."

Suddenly, the vampire no longer had room to struggle, and Schiller removed all the epidermis of the vampire's abdomen and waist, cut off the nerves, removed the blood vessels, and then scraped off his clean subcutaneous fat little by little with a scalpel and put it in a glass bottle.

Red Hood used all his strength to clamp down on the struggling vampire, while closing his eyes and hypnotizing himself in his head.

Until Schiller stood up, put away the surgical instruments and bottles, and said to the red hood: "Take that spear, nail him to the wall, and someone will read it." ”

Red Hood did almost instinctively, but after seeing the vampire who kept clutching the spear in his chest and struggling and screaming, he couldn't hold back, stopped Schiller, who was about to leave, and said, "There's some mercury in the basement, I'll go get it and feed it to him, wait for me." ”

With that, Red Head went to the basement without looking back, and soon after, he brought a small bottle of mercury and forcibly broke the vampire's mouth and swallowed it in his stomach.

The vampire showed no signs of mercury poisoning, but his ability to heal himself gradually faded, and then his vitality disappeared.

Red Hood walked past Schiller with his head down, came to the door and whispered, "What is said in the folklore story, I didn't expect it to be really useful." ”

"You're going to be a good student with arrogance."

Schiller bowed his head, meticulously packed up the surgical equipment, picked up the bottle containing the belly fat, and left the Forgotten Bookstore with the red hood.

Lilith, who had seen the reproduction of the scene in Red Robin's mind, was silent, but Red Robin looked up, stared intently at the corpse on the wall, and said, "How cruel, human ......"

Half an hour later, Red Robin walked briskly out of the Forgotten Bookstore, and Lilith asked in his mind, "Where are you going?" Need me to help you open the portal? ”

"Not necessarily."

Red Robin walked outside, and a taxi came from the street, got into the back seat, and said to the driver, "Go to Westminster Abbey." ”

Before Lilith could ask, Red Robin said, "He left the body because he knew someone could read it...... That person is me, and this is a letter he left for me. ”

(End of chapter)