I can go back to the mysterious age

When Nathan left the target location, he was in a trance. Because during the subsequent investigation, he discovered that there were more than just four vampires in the building. There are dead and fallen figures of vampires on the second and third floors, seven or eight in total.

Yesterday seemed to be a small gathering among vampires.

This was an unexpected situation for Nathan. If nothing happened to these vampires, he would have carried out his hunting plan. After rushing through the window, you will most likely face a group of low-level vampires besieging you.

This is almost a fatal situation.

He is self-aware. In a one-on-one encounter without sneak attacks, he is not a low-level vampire opponent.

Not to mention being besieged.

Thinking of this, Nathan was also very scared, and the clothes on his back were wet with cold sweat. Although every mercury hunter has the awareness of mortality, this does not prevent people from fearing death.

Rather than dying heroically, he wanted to live well.

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, and Nathan remembered the question in his mind just now. What force is hunting these vampires?

Judging from the death scenes of the low-level vampires in the building, they were unable to fight back at all, and they were clearly being tortured. That force was as easy and calm as crushing an ant.

These vampire corpses showed no signs of being weakened by the thorns and mercury, and it seemed that they had not even had time to display their powerful immortality. Because their clothes showed no signs of damage or tear, they died wearing straight formal clothes.

And, most importantly. The way these low-level vampires died, their skin was gray and their bodies were stiff and wooden.

It looked like it had been drained of energy.

It is surprisingly similar to the appearance of human beings who have been drained of blood by the vampires and turned into mummies. So, is this retribution?

Nathan felt very uneasy inside. The scene he just saw had a huge mental impact on him. He quickly left the scene of the crime anxiously and unknowingly arrived at an underground bar.

Of course, this is also a place to drink, but the location is quite secretive, and you need a pass to enter.

Nathan took a deep breath and walked down the stairs around the corner into the darkness. After walking around a few times, I soon saw the door of a bar open underground. At the door, two bodyguards in black wearing sunglasses stretched out their hands to stop him.

Nathan took off his sunglasses to reveal his pass. A pair of blue pupils were revealed, like pure sapphires. In the dim environment, there is a faint gleaming light.

This is the identity mark of the blue-eyed hunter.

"Yeah." "Go in."

The two people at the door nodded and returned to their original positions.

Nathan opened the door and walked in. It was a space with an ordinary bar layout, but it was a little more elegant.

It is more like a community of cafes and bars, with load-bearing columns and partitions dividing the space, and tables and chairs set up at regular intervals. At this moment, many people gathered together in twos and threes to chat, or went to the bar to get a cocktail.

There were generally a dozen or nearly twenty people, which was quite a lot at this point in time. Because everyone here has blue eyes.

This underground bar is actually an important base for the mercury hunters. It can be used to communicate and deliver messages, repair equipment, issue notifications, etc. Mercury Hunter is divided into two parts: strict and loose, just like the direct and branch lines of the vampire family.

A person has been trained militarically since childhood, as if he were the most elite army. One walked alone after training and turned into a lone wolf to track the vampires. Both have the same purpose but different methods.

Mingshan City is a large stronghold because it is very close to the Alfama Mountains where the direct blood clan is located. Therefore, the mercury hunters have deployed a certain amount of force here all year round as an observation.

At the same time, it also regularly eliminates the large number of branch blood clans who come to Mingshan City to maintain order in the darkness.

At least don't let these vampires get too arrogant.

Nathan was very familiar with this location, so he went directly to the bar and ordered a cocktail. Holding the wine glass, he went to a crowded place to listen to other people bragging and calm down.

"Drink, finish it in one gulp!"

Among the crowd, there was a bearded man who was the most generous, holding a glass of strong drink in his hand. While greeting others, he raised his head and drank. After finishing the glass, he took the wine bottle and poured it into it.

After two or three glasses, the wine became richer.

"Kurt, why did you drink so much today?" A man at the bar who had just come in and ordered a glass of wine seemed to know this bearded man, so he slowly walked over and sat next to him.

"In a bad mood? Failed to hunt the target?"

He took a sip of wine and continued.

"Neil, you guessed it right." The big man named Kurt shook his head and let out a long burp with a somewhat unhappy expression. He exhaled the breath of alcohol and continued: "But it's not because I failed in the hunt that I was in a bad mood and came here to drink..."

"It was because I was frightened. I almost pissed myself from fright!"

Kurt put down his wine glass, rubbed his face vigorously with his big, hairy hands, and the drunkenness in his pupils sobered up a little. He opened his mouth and cursed: "Damn, I was almost scared to death last night. I couldn't sleep no matter what, when I thought of that scene..."

A trace of lingering disgust flashed in Kurt's eyes. Nathan, who was listening next to him, rubbed his chin, inexplicably feeling that the beginning seemed familiar. It seemed that he was also frightened, so he subconsciously ran to the bar where hunters gathered to relieve stress.

This will make him feel a little more secure...

"Stop being so pretentious and tell me." People around him cheered.

"Wait until I take another sip to calm down the shock." Kurt rubbed his red nose and poured himself another glass of wine. He took a gulp of half the cup before continuing: "Do you know about turtles?"

"?" Several hunters around looked at each other and nodded.

"What I saw last night was the turtle." Kurt gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to press the throbbing veins on his temple: "A low-level vampire died. Before death, all his limbs and head were hammered into the body from the joints. Looks like a turtle!"

He paused slightly and began to describe in detail the miserable and lifelike death of the vampire he saw.

"There were some vampires nearby, all with traces of torture and interrogation. In fact, for these inhuman monsters, I was quite happy when I saw the tragic death of them at first sight. But then when I carefully examined the traces, I was disgusted and had to wait a moment. slow…"

Curt picked up the wine glass and drank the rest of the drink.

It seems that because he raised the topic, some hunters around him also started to talk about their experiences in the past few days, which were vaguely similar to them.

"At dusk the day before yesterday, one of my targets on Fania Avenue in the eastern suburbs of Mingshan City was also killed in advance. The vampire died before it even had time to resist..."

"Me too, I was following a target at noon yesterday and suddenly disappeared. On the way back, I actually saw a body in the river beside the road. It was the vampire who had been followed..."

"Listening to you guys talking like that, it seems to me..."

"..."

In a few words, everyone vaguely sketched out a mysterious force. It seems that in the past few days, they have been frantically targeting the Mingshan City branch vampires, using the most cruel and brutal methods. And he made no secret of it, as if he did it deliberately to show the direct vampires.

Nathan listened attentively and was secretly frightened.

Suddenly, the door of the bar was pushed open again. A team of four walked in from the outside. The leader was a one-eyed visionary wearing an eyepatch, exuding a fierce and cold aura.

"Brother Ossie..."

"Brother Ossie is back."

"How is the situation over there in Falk Town in the western suburbs?"

Many hunters greeted him one after another. It was obvious that this bald man was quite famous in this stronghold. Nathan has also heard that the team led by Ossie has been active in Shire County frequently in the past two years, and the success rate of hunting targets can reach more than 70%, which is quite impressive.

It is a mercury hunter team that is somewhat famous in the region.

"Brother Osi, what do you say? Did those branch clans gather together for a blood feast? The newspaper said that many people died. I'm afraid half of the town is gone... Damn it..."

A mercury hunter spat, not hiding his disgust for these vampires who were enemies of mankind.

"Are there a lot of vampires? Or are there higher-level vampires appearing? If there are not enough people, you can call us..."

There are people who care about the development of the situation and come forward to fight.

Ossie, the bald man, didn't answer anyone. He just walked to the bar, ordered a glass of strong drink, and drank it all in one gulp.

He wiped the wine stains on the back of his hand before saying: "There are indeed a lot of vampires in that town, and there are also vampires above the low-level vampires. However, they are the dead ones. The major murders mentioned in the newspapers are dead. They are all vampires!”

"!!!"

Nathan's pupils shrank, the mercury hunters sitting there became silent, and there was an inexplicable sense of oppression in the air.

"What...what do you mean?" a hunter muttered to himself.

"What do you mean? It's just a literal meaning. I fucking saw Count Anders in the pile of dead people..."

The strong man Ossie turned around and slapped the wine glass on the counter to signal for more wine. His voice was very strong and he seemed to be unable to control his strength.

"Count Anders?!"

"Fuck! The leader of a blood clan died like this?"

"That's already a high-level blood clan! This..."

Suddenly, the underground bar felt like a vegetable market. There was a lot of noise and the sound of exchanges like flies flying around.

"Okay!" Osi suddenly said loudly: "These people seem to only target the vampires, and they are powerful and mysterious. This is good news. I think we need to report this matter to the headquarters as soon as possible and try to contact these people. touch…"

"What do you think?" He glanced forward with one eye.

"Agree." "Agree." "I think so too." "..."

Nathan shouted the same, his eyes flickering. He always felt that there seemed to be some undercurrents lately and that something big was about to happen.

The current series of shocking events seems to be just the aftermath before a complete and massive eruption of the volcano.

In the past few days, Kaxiu has been busy replenishing goods. What is being imported is not food weapons, but medical products. The magic healing medicine that solves the problem from the root: vampire life vibration energy.

This is a good thing.

It is indispensable before entering ancient ruins.

No one knows whether these dangerous venues will pose a threat to veteran fighters? Traps, ancient poisons, dangerous alien species, sleeping high-level vampires... It can be said that they have to be on guard, so Ka Xiu swept away the dark creatures in Mingshan City. Most of them are low-level branch vampires.

While the training materials are of little use, healing is okay.

In addition to this, there is another reason for embarrassment.

Ka Xiu doesn't know the way.

The map displayed in the Devil's Book only shows the general location of the Yaqaba ruins and the route within the ruins. However, the Alfama Mountains are very large, and the search may take a lot of time.

The last time they traced back, Kaxiu entered the mountain and a thick fog was raised. He arrived under the guidance of a strange black shadow.

When he came out of the ruins, he only remembered the road from the exit of the ruins to the blood of the vampires' longevity blood ritual.

At that time, Kaxiu and Domon were chased by the scarab, and they hurriedly diverted the trouble and quickly went into the forest and went down the mountain in the dark.

After so long, the forest environment has no characteristics, so how can they remember the specific route. So they planned to capture some vampires for interrogation, but these low-level vampires didn't know either. The few high-level ones they caught occasionally also didn't know anything.

The direct vampires of Alfama seemed to have always been very secretive.

But this is normal, after all, there are a bunch of sleeping old immortals lying in the ruins. The real foundation of the vampires is hidden there.

How could outsiders know the location casually?

So later, Kaxiu and the other two thought that they could make things bigger. Let the direct vampires of Alfama who secretly monitor Mingshan City lose their patience. As long as there is a trace, things will be easy. Both torture and tracking are feasible.

September 21, 6pm.

A villa in the suburbs, a low-key and luxurious building.

Bang!

A vampire's cheeks rolled, and his head was deformed and was knocked out. It smashed the French window and fell heavily in the crystal broken glass, with debris scattered all over the floor.

It was unconscious and wanted to struggle, but its skin cracked nearly a hundred times in an instant, as if something inside was trying to squeeze out. Crackling, blood vessels burst, and blood spurted out like a water gun, dyeing the surroundings red.

Bang!

The bricks and stones cracked, and a hole exploded in the thick wall.

The blond man walked out slowly, his black boots stepped on the broken glass, making a crisp sound. His right hand was hanging down, and his five fingers were holding a vampire like a dead dog.

Pulling the hair, dragging a winding blood trail all the way.

"Pah."

A slap in the face woke the vampire up again.

"I ask, you answer."

"Resist and die, lie and die, talk about other things and die..."

The strong arm lifted the vampire's entire body.

Two minutes later.

With a light press of the palm, the head exploded like a watermelon, splashing on the ground to form an oval shape.

"The desire to survive is quite strong, but the lie is too bad." Kaxiu stood up slowly, looking at the clear sky.

"The direct blood clan is really a bunch of trash. Don't they dare to come to the crime scene to take a look? A bunch of cowardly turtles." He stomped his feet lightly, shaking off the blood drops on the upper of his shoes.

Just as he was about to return, a figure fell over the wall.

It was Saint Finan. He took a few slow steps and came to Kaxiu in an instant: "Good news, I found the guide."

"Interrogated?" Kaxiu raised his eyebrows.

"No, it's not the vampires. It's a group of mercury hunters who came to us on their own initiative. They said they knew where the blood sacrifice of the blood of the direct vampires was. They could act as qualified guides, and they didn't put forward any conditions. They said they just liked to lead the way, and they had been annoyed with the vampires for a long time..."

Thanks to book friends Yibai and Yeyi for the 100 Qidian coins reward.