Calgary West End, an old villa at the foot of the Rocky Mountains.

In the gloomy basement, several pairs of beastly pupils sparkled.

The two vampires on the left swept ghostly, and with the chilling sound of breaking the air, they surrounded a stinking spell with swollen cheeks.

Peter's hands grabbed the spell from behind, and Monica aimed a claw on the spellcast's chest and pulled out a bright red beating heart and threw it to the ground.

To the right of the basement, Boone threw the second spell to the ground, slashing his sword with a swift slash that slashed off the hideous head.

Not far away, Sean, who maintained the form of a snake wolf, saw this, wielding a scythe-like claw and volleying a jet-black six-winged rune.

The sealing rune condensed completely, and the disemboweling bullet swept through the air, rushing into the bodies of the two spellcasters, severing their connection with Hell.

Losing the source of their strength, the two bodies that were rapidly healing collapsed into two foul-smelling black "asphalt" in an instant.

Dean snapped his fingers in the corner, and orange flames ignited in the darkness, and a shrill scream erupted, and the translucent souls of the two spellcasters burned to ashes.

Shadow LV5 (558→560/700)...

In less than two seconds, the battle was over.

Several figures emerged from the shadows of the basement.

Sean crossed his hands on his hips and asked, "Guys, if I'm not mistaken, this is the 19th or 20th Spell Disciple, right?" ”

Monica nodded, licking the blood from her fingertips in a charming manner, "The innocent curse in Calgary should be almost done with our execution." ”

"That's the end of it?" Peter's eyes lit up with excitement, and he said, "I'm not having enough of it, just have more before the end of the world." ”

Christine's bright face was still worried, "Your wish is easy to grant, there are more than 20 spellcasters who escaped from hell with me and Kenny in the first place, there must be other spellcasters attacking innocent people." ”

"But we've done what we need to do, Calgary's troubles are temporarily solved, and there's no time to take care of it elsewhere." Dean shook his head, "Let's head north to the Tranquility River today." Do you think Boone, did you talk to your girlfriend? ”

Standing at the back of the crowd, wiping the blood from the blade, the freshman nocturnal species nodded with difficulty and said reluctantly,

"I'm done saying goodbye to Lori, but can't I just take her with me?"

"Don't be cranky, man, Lori is just an ordinary girl, going on the road with a bunch of monsters like us, accidents can happen if you're not careful," Sean stared into his eyes, "Can you accept this consequence?" ”

"But isn't Christine also an ordinary girl, she can go along, why can't Lori?" Boone looked at the heroic and sweet girl beside him and said that after getting along in the past two days, he had basically understood the identities and origins of all his companions, and also understood their style.

"That's not the same thing," Christine patted her thriving chest under her white shirt and smiled confidently, "I've been to hell with Kenny, I've seen all kinds of monsters and weirdness, and I'm already a veteran. ”

Boone moved his mouth and wanted to say something, but Peter, a high school student, put his arms around his shoulders in an old-fashioned manner, "Take it easy, Lori will take care of herself." Besides, this separation is not a farewell, and everyone can come back after going to Midian,"

"Shut up, boy!" Dean gave Peter a warning look, "How are you talking, you're cursing everyone?" ”

……

Boone was dismissed, and in the midday sun, he drove a large Ford out of downtown Calgary and onto the northbound road.

Dean had also considered directly putting a few companions into the fantasy space and flying north at supersonic speed to the Tranquility River, so that the distance of seven or eight hundred kilometers could be completed in less than an hour.

But in the process of hunting the curse, he changed his mind again, and he felt that it was better to use the time of driving to let this group of companions spend a few more days together, get acquainted with each other, increase tacit understanding, and better deal with Midian's challenges...

In the carriage.

Sean still dutifully works as a driver and on-board musician, humming to the beat of the radio.

The vampire sat in the back row to catch up on sleep, while Christine and Boone, the two newcomers, chatted.

Dean sat in the passenger seat, his eyes burning as he studied the old buttonhole hood from Dr. Decker, and the shoal badge stood on the instrument deck, sixteen pairs of eyes staring at the strange fellow like an overseer.

Facing two pairs of cold eyes, the hood zippered mouth grinned in horror, and every thread on its linen woven body trembled, like a pure girl being ruined, but its screams and pleas were cut off by telekinetic shields.

can only let the man in front of him ravage and study.

……

"Boone, a question suddenly occurred to me, how did you first dream about Midian, more than two months ago?" Christine, who was sitting by the door on the left, propped her chin and her bright eyes flashed with curiosity, "Just started dreaming on a whim for no reason?" ”

Boone hesitated for two seconds, rubbed his temples and said, "It's not for nothing, before I dreamed for the first time, I had a terrible and terrible incident..."

"Let's be specific... Sean, turn the music down. Dean patted the people around him,

"It was late at night, and I was drunk at a bar with a few colleagues. As I passed through the dark streets of the old town, some canine creature pounced out of the darkness, bit me on the thigh, and fled. It's lightning fast, and I can't even see the color of its coat. The bite marks were so deep that I was bleeding and staining my pants red. ”

"Canine creatures?" Dean's face gradually became solemn, "Are you sure?" ”

Boone nodded and said distressedly, "I went to the hospital that night to treat the wound, and the doctor determined that it was a dog bite mark. But the stray dogs in Calgary have basically been contained and euthanized, and there has not been an incident of stray dogs attacking people in ten years. ”

"For this reason, the staff of the animal control department searched the whole city, but could not find the target."

"Could it be that this stray dog is still a master assassin?" Peter, who was asleep with his eyes closed, suddenly stood up and joked, "One bite of you and escape to another city?" ”

"Shet! Didn't you fall asleep? Sean was taken aback and slammed the steering wheel, making a screeching horn sound, "Don't give me a sudden corpse." ”

Peter shrugged, "I'm still a young vampire, I don't have a coffin, I'm not in the basement, and I don't sleep very soundly. In fact, after a bumpy ride along the way, my routine has to mutate into that of you humans. ”

"Sleep your sleep." Dean stared into Peter's eyes and launched a powerful cue, and the latter instantly stuck out his tongue and fell back to his stomach.

Christine covered her mouth and giggled as she watched from the side.

"Well, back to the point," Dean asked, "after that bite, you began to dream about Midian. ”

"Well, I promise there's a connection between the two." Boone suddenly pulled up the left leg of his jeans, revealing a muscular calf, "The bite mark was in this place at the time, but it healed in less than three days, and there was not even a single scar." ”

Dean said in a deep voice, "The dog that attacked you was no ordinary wild dog or wolf. ”

Boone asked, "And what the hell is it?" ”

Dean and Sean exchanged glances, thinking of the werewolf attack they had encountered on the train to New England in the first place.

At that time, they only found that the creator of the werewolf group was fleeing to the north, and his exact whereabouts were unknown.

Calgary was in the north, and the two suddenly had a strong intuition, the werewolf creator came to Calgary, attacked Aaron Boone, branded Midian, induced nightmares, and attracted the covetousness of Dr. Decker's team, which led to a series of subsequent events.

Dean is a little regretful, if he only submits the "Eastside Nightmare" event now, the completion rate may reach 200%.

"It may have been another nocturnal species that attacked you in the first place."

"Nocturnal?" Boone gasped, "Why did you attack me?" ”

In his simple cognition, nocturnal species shouldn't all treat themselves as their own kind like Dean and Sean, and communicate and treat them as equals.

"Humans, monsters, and nocturnal species all have their own missions and purposes for existence." Dean said in a deep voice, "There's something about you that attracts it, and it decides to introduce you to Midian. There is no doubt that fate will send it to us again. Until then, Boone, you'll have to train hard to protect yourself... Sean and Monica's sparring time every night, you add it too. ”

Boone nodded silently, as a car mechanic, he didn't fight with troublemakers on weekdays.

But at that time it was only for work, and now fighting is for survival and interest.

The nocturnal bloodline fuels his passion for battle.

"What arrangements do I have, can't I still watch the play on the side like I did with a spell and practice the hell runes, right?" Christine in the back row volunteered to raise her hand,

"Well, it's really not safe to practice the Hell Runes alone." Dean turned around and handed the buttonhole hood in his hand to the girl, "You can wear it in the future... It can enhance your mental strength, allowing you to have special abilities such as telekinesis, hypnosis, etc. in advance. ”

"Isn't this a relic of that perverted doctor, Decker?" Christine was furious at the thought that this ugly hood might have been stained with the blood of countless innocents, "It's really okay to wear it, it won't be schizophrenic and give birth to a second personality, right?" ”

"Rest assured, the souls of the innocents imprisoned in it have been released by me, and the personality has been domesticated by me, and it is more well-behaved and obedient than a hunting dog... And it wasn't as evil as it was to begin with. One of its perverted murderer owners has shaped its evil nature. Dean pinched his hood, and the latter nodded like a chicken, in front of the existence of level 6, a weak strange thing like it had no room to resist at all.

Hearing this, Christine hesitantly took the hood.

……

Dean instructed the Shoal Emblem to instruct the girl to manipulate the buttonhole hood, while he took out a series of extraordinary weapons from the space, such as throwing knives and spears, and began to carve armor runes that resembled pentagrams.

In the past few days, he has been observing the starry sky every night, and finally recorded the details of the star runes and armor completely, and began to officially transform his weapons and equipment.

To be on the safe side, he also plans to craft a set of armor and weapons for each of his five companions to prepare for his future trip to Midian.

……

With the sound of wheels rubbing against the road, time passes imperceptibly.

(End of chapter)