Doon didn't expect the dead Thomson to jump up and hurt someone.

It seems that this case is not as simple as an ordinary murder case.

It is likely that other dark Ones will be involved.

The lights in the room flickered again, this time with a frequency that reminded Doon of a battlefield covered in artillery fire, when he was still a medic and the shells exploded around him, flashing brightly.

Sometimes, the bright light from the dense explosions can even illuminate the entire battlefield.

But the drop in the temperature of the room brings Doon back to reality, and as Bloodborne, they are exceptionally sensitive to temperature.

A chilly aura appeared behind Doon.

"Whoosh." The sound of the whistling wind sounded in the back of his head, and with just instinct, Doon easily dodged the shuriken that flew towards him.

Several shuriken are embedded in the wall.

Doon chose to turn his back to the wall and turned to look ahead.

Within the line of sight, three humanoid creatures walked out of the wall with unclear faces.

They pass through the walls, as if they have broken through some kind of barrier.

"Bang!"

The three Shadow Ninjas drew their swords and slashed at Doon.

"It looks like you're behind it." Doon grimaced and threw himself at the Shadow Ninja with a roar.

There's nothing to say about the creatures of darkness.

Back in ancient times, dark creatures fought each other.

It is the law of the blood clan to kill if you are not your own kind, and many times, the blood clan in an area will also fight for high-quality blood sources.

The two ghost ninjas leap backwards as the sword falls.

Doon's two sharp claws slammed into the blade of the sword, shattering the two blades in an instant, but the two ghost ninjas raised their hands and several shurikens flew out.

The shuriken stabbed into Doon's shoulder, followed by extreme pain.

This shuriken is formed by the demonic energy of the Shadow Kingdom, and it is very corrosive.

But as a blood clan, Doon has a good ability to heal himself.

He slapped away the shuriken that was stabbed on his shoulder.

The wound is healing rapidly.

The Ghost Ninja is unable to pose a lethal threat to him.

"It's hard to get 1,000 points." Kerry leaned against the wall, looking terrified.

In fact, the original plan was to contact the Doon family, and then follow the plot to lead to werewolves and the like.

But after gaining the power of dark erosion, Kerry is plotting this.

His dream is to become the master of the planet.

So wouldn't it be wonderful to take out a Doon and get 1000 points.

At this point, Doon was preoccupied, looking for an opportunity to kick a Ghost Ninja away.

Compared to the previous kick, this time Doon obviously used all his strength, and the Ghost Ninja smashed over the mortuary, turning into a black mist and dissipating.

The situation is dangerous, and the remaining two will not last long.

He underestimated Doon's strength as a blood clan.

Kerry clenched his right fist lightly and summoned two Ghost Ninjas again.

In an instant, two ghost ninjas appeared from the ceiling again, raising their swords and descending from the sky, aiming at Doon's arm.

The other two ghost ninjas pounced on Doon and clung to Doon.

Ghost Ninjas are able to execute the tactics in their master's mind perfectly, and they are not afraid of death, making them the best fighters.

"Poof." The Shadow Kingdom's energy is made up of the Shadow Kingdom's energy and uses gravity to slash Don's arm.

It's like chocolate that has been broken.

Two arms fell to the ground, blood spurting wildly, staining the walls and floors red and white.

Doon wailed in pain.

It's true that he's a Blood, but when he's hit hard, he's in pain, not to mention having both of his arms cut off.

As a blood clan, Doon is only strong in self-healing, but he doesn't have the ability to find his arm out of thin air.

Doon leaped backwards, leaning against the wall and gasping for air.

I've been battered and escaping here is the best option.

Kerry leaned against the wall.

At this time, two Ghost Ninjas were summoned in succession, causing Kerry's mental power to plummet.

Covering his head, he felt very uncomfortable.

Brain pain represents a warning from the body.

When the 250 points of mental power are used up, the body instinctively begins to activate the self-protection mechanism.

Summoning five Ghost Ninjas in a row makes the brain ache and the ears buzz.

Doon in front of him also began to blur.

Doon glanced at Kerry.

He didn't plan to take care of Kerry, although he was kind-hearted, it also depended on the occasion, and it was difficult for him to ensure how to manage Kerry as an ordinary person.

The four Ghost Ninjas picked up their knives and blocked Doon's path.

The loss of two arms has greatly weakened Doon's combat effectiveness.

The most advantageous means of attack for a person are nothing more than fists and elbows, as well as leg and foot kung fu.

As a blood clan, it is only two more venom teeth.

Now that he has no hands, Doon is in a terrible situation, and he can only lean against the wall, struggling to raise his legs to guard against the ghost ninja who has been charged.

Kerry knew he was about to faint.

It's like a craftsman who has been doing it for 30 years and gets tinnitus every night when he lies in bed.

"Pluck out his head!" Kerry endured the pain and gave orders.

The two Ghost Ninjas were instructed to drop their knives and charge forward, one hitting Doon. Four hands pressed Doon's head.

Doon struggled and writhed.

But the other two Ghost Ninjas rushed up and held down Doon's thighs to restrain his movements.

Two teams of Ghost Ninja attack at the same time.

With a "poof" sound.

Blackened blood spilled on the white walls.

One head was held by the ghost ninja, and he knelt respectfully in front of him.

"Tick tick tick."

Like a clock that is constantly moving, or a timer.

Blood droplets slid down the Ghost Ninja's bruised skin, dripping in the silent morgue with a crisp sound.

Doon's eyes gradually lost their light, and his eyes were fixed on Jeno, surprised, angry, and confused.

At the last second before he died, he knew who the murderer was, but the price of learning the truth was his own life.

The pupils are covered with a layer of haze, and the vision is dilated.

Doon loses his life.

His body, his head, turned into fly ash, and powder, similar to lime, sprinkled on the ground.

Touched the blood on his face.

Kerry pinched his chin, as if the blood clan of this world was not tricky, and there was no need to dismantle eight pieces and burn them to ashes with fire.

The Bloodline, who would die if they cut off their heads, is obviously more in line with common sense.

These bloodlines are not their ancestor Dracula, and it is normal for that old thing to have its head cut off and not die.

After all, Dracula is the first blood clan in the world, and his strength can be regarded as the existence of T0 strength in this world.

Covering his head, Kerry dismissed all the Ghost Ninjas.

They bowed their heads respectfully and silently descended into the darkness to return to the Shadow Kingdom.

The cold voice of the system sounded.

"You slew a dark creature Bloodline Doon, and you gain one of the abilities at random, and heal yourself quickly."

"You've got a thousand points."

"Your mental strength is restored."

The original pain subsided, and the tiredness was washed away.

Kerry slowly stood up.

"Does it heal quickly?" Kerry picked up the shuriken on the ground and gently slashed his fingers open.

Blood slowly dripped down, Kerry closed his eyes, a force surging in his body, and the skin that had been cut open quickly healed.

Put away the shuriken.

Kerry was thinking about Alice at the moment.

She can foresee the future of the Bloodline and the Humans.

But she didn't realize what was happening in the future when she killed Doon.

Ruled out Alice's plea for wanting Doon to die.

So combined with Kerry's situation, the remaining options are easy to speculate, she can't foresee Kerry's future, and at the same time, Kerry's future, or Kerry's own dark bloodline has eroded Doon's future at the same time, so that Alice can't observe Doon's future.

In other words, Alice can't foresee her future.

If Kerry decides the future there are people familiar with Alice.

Then Alice will also lose her insight into the future of the familiar person.

"So your threat isn't great, but your abilities are very useful, Alice." Kerry patted the fly ash on his hands.

The disadvantage of the Bloodline, in addition to the fact that the body temperature is cold and the touch is very bad, is that after death, it will turn into ashes and fall everywhere.

"I'm stronger than you, so you're dead." Some fly ash drifted onto Kerry's black shirt.

"Looks like we're going to have to take a shower." Kerry was not in a hurry to draw the lottery and stood up to bypass the white dust on the floor.

After a fierce battle, there were black shurikens stuck in the walls of the room.

They are made of the dark qi of the Shadow Kingdom, and they are extremely sharp.

Kerry waved his hand, and the black shuriken stuck in the wall turned into black gas and dissipated, leaving only the gap caused by the shuriken.

The morgue was smashed, and the metal guardrails on both sides twisted in a "V" shape.

"Well, almost something." Kerry stretched out his right hand, and at the same time his consciousness communicated with the Shadow Kingdom, and a black sword converged in Kerry's hand.

Kerry gripped the sharp knife, then lowered his head to look at his body.

"Which place is better?" Kerry was a little undecided.

The tip of the knife lingered in the abdomen and thigh area, and Kerry couldn't bear to do it.

After all, self-harm also requires a lot of courage, and not everyone has the courage to stab themselves.

Since the guy who can do it can be ruthless to himself, of course, he can also be even more ruthless to others.

For example, those noble concubines, those are all ruthless.

Kerry hesitated, but finally aimed the tip of his knife at his right thigh.

The cold touch made Kerry's hairs stand on end, and he couldn't help but think of a certain senior in the Maple Leaf Country.

This knife is very sharp, you have to endure it.

Kerry gritted his teeth, exerted his right hand, and stabbed his right leg with a knife.

"Poof."

Blood spurted and sprinkled on Kerry's black sweatpants.

Kerry turned his head and held out his hand to Thomson in the corner.

Kerry looked at Thomson: "It's all used, Thomson good brother, help my brother again, and when it's used up, I'll bury you myself."

If the family allows, Kerry feels that it is not impossible to give Thomson a one-stop cremation service.

So Kerry raised his palm.

Black gas overflowed from Kerry's palm.

The dark aura flowed through the air, and they scurried into Thomson, who had tilted his head.

The body that was originally kicked crooked by Doon made a "click" sound.

"Roar!" Thomson, whose pupils were white and his body was distorted, slowly stood up, his pale lips dripping outward.

"Sun, sun!" Kerry mobilized his emotions and clutched his thighs, slamming open the door of the morgue with a knife stuck in his upper hand.

"Bang!" The violent impact startled Baker, who was squatting in the sun not far away.

Baker saw Kerry with a knife in his thigh, bleeding outward.

Blood had soaked Kerry's entire trouser leg, and the black sweatpants had been soaked in blood and turned into black-brown trousers.

"Shate, what's going on?" A big fan of Detective Kerry, Baker was startled and pulled out his pistol from his left holster.

As a cop of Eagle Sauce, this is a basic move.