After Becoming a Little Sister

But this time, no one was fooled, and the vampire didn't even make a sound, making it impossible for him to judge where there were enemies behind the table.

Both sides are delaying time, and the vampires are delaying the time to wait for him, a master witcher with outstanding fighting power, to die.

And he is trying his best to survive, pinning his last hope on his partner, maybe he can escape and call for reinforcements.

Although this hope is as slim as two monsters squatting outside the door, ready to rush in and tear up those old bats at any time...

He leaned lightly on the table, took out a cup of silver-white pillar-shaped grenades carved with angel wings from his arms, and put his little finger into the ring.

Maybe use your own body to set up a booby trap, and finally be able to overwhelm them?

"Hey! Old bat! Let me ask you a question. Was the blood you drank before bought from the hospital or snatched by yourself?"

He raised his voice to cover up the sound of his booby traps: "I heard that you vampires are all in order now, so that we can't find any trace of you after searching. Are you so obedient?"

"...I will tear down your flesh and blood! Make your head into my wine glass!"

As he spoke, something was thrown over, hit the pillar next to it, and then fell to the ground.

He subconsciously looked over, thinking it was some kind of weapon, and then realized it was a wine glass.

It's right to think about it, these ancient vampire factions look down on human technology the most, how can they use their weapons.

But that wine glass...

He narrowed his eyes, and anger and sadness flashed in his eyes—it was clearly a human skull, and it was still the size of a child. The upper half was hollowed out, and the lower half was inlaid with gold and gemstones. Fascinating and gorgeous, with the so-called 'evil beauty' that vampires like.

"Let me just say, the rumors are indeed false, how can you guys turn your back on the evil... Tch..."

These damned guys killed their parents, their neighbors, even the neighbor's dog and the tropical fish in the fish tank.

I have taken revenge for so many years, but it is a pity for Sister Tina.

I also like her fat fart - what is this?

The bloody master witcher lowered his head and looked at what looked like a southern cockroach crawling towards him.

Bugs... But why do the eyes of bugs glow?

With his falcon-like eyesight, he could only see that the bug's eyes were not in the right place. How could the rest of the bug look like a real bug?

The light in the bug's eyes flickered, and the two tentacles swayed from side to side, as if making gestures.

Morse code?

"Hold your breath, we, release, special weapon, get you out."

"..."

He grinned at the corner of his mouth, and then let out a loud laugh, which made one wonder if it was like a flashback——

"Hahaha! You bastards! You are dead! My reinforcements are here! Right outside the door!"

The bug froze suddenly, looked at him silently for half a second, then turned and left without mercy.

There's no help, wait to die, and say goodbye--

"Hey—where are you going! Wait! Help me!"

On the other side of the long table, the gathered vampires turned their vigilant eyes towards the door.

Could it be that the rookie from before ran away?

hateful!If that's the case, then you can only—

[Crunch——]

The sound of pushing the door sounded, everyone was startled.

Even the capable little boy called the prince tightened his muscles suddenly.

And then the door didn't open...

Following the sound, everyone turned their gazes to the side, only to realize that the side door had been opened.

At the side door, a wounded and embarrassed figure was thrown over, followed by two vampires approaching.

"Caught—"

A young vampire with bruises on his cheeks said this, and touched his cheeks: "Slippery guy...runs very fast, there should be some new type of holy water on the dagger, my wounds can't be healed. heal."

Rather than saying it is holy water, it is more appropriate to say that it is a biological toxin against these alien species.

The 'holy water' of the early dark world is actually purely contaminated with pollutants that prevent wounds from fully healing, such as urine or something.

Of course, the Ming World will not reach this point, but the holy water of the church in the Ming World is not as good as urine, at least urine is a little bit lethal...

But now, relying on the high-tech armed demon hunters, the seemingly traditional weapons actually condensed many advanced products.

For example, coating a dagger with a layer of special biological toxins is completely a routine operation—even if they themselves have nothing to do and like to lick daggers, it is not a big problem, because these biological toxins are generally harmful to humans, but to aliens. It is said that the lethality is huge.

Back then, someone suggested throwing liqueur chocolates directly when poisoning werewolves. I don't know if they got the results...

Seeing the captured guy, the little boy prince had a cruel but satisfied smile on his face: "He has no chance to ask for help!"

"No, actually...we found this." A vampire took out a mobile phone: "It was found on him, and I don't know how many messages it sent out before."

"...Damn it! I hate this kind of thing!" The little boy prince's face became ugly: "Hurry up and deal with them, and then we should withdraw, don't let those guys catch us, or it will be very troublesome——we His big plan has only just begun!"

Look, this is the consequence of not keeping up with the times.

In fact, if you want to confirm whether reinforcements have broken in, it is so troublesome to engage in psychological warfare.

They set up two cameras at the gate, which is more effective than any superpower.

Get one with a horn and even scare the reinforcements...

Even if a message is sent, it is impossible for reinforcements to arrive so quickly. This is their only advantage.

It's impossible for these two idiots to be killed soon, but the reinforcements are just watching them for nothing, right?

The problem is that Abraham is still dead, the duck is stubborn——

"I'm telling you! I do have reinforcements! They're right at the door—and they have secret weapons! You're dead!"

"...Damn! Damn - I've had enough! I swear! I'm going to cut you into 1 yuan today!"

The little boy prince raised his hand, and ice crystals visible to the naked eye condensed in the air, and the remaining water vapor around him was absorbed almost like a roll.

In just a few seconds, densely packed ice cones as thick as fingers were formed, hovering neatly in the air.

The vampires around looked at this scene with admiration and horror—this is the strength of the prince!The black magic in the blood clan legend!

Although if Aliya is here, it is estimated that this kind of unqualified ice pick of scratching level will be directly given a negative score...

The power of armor-piercing bullets is not even there. Is this ice pick going to be used for scraping?

However, on the earth side, each of these ice picks has the power of a pistol bullet, and it seems to be an inescapable lore attack in this kind of room.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk"

Accompanied by a dull sound, the huge long table started from the left, and was pierced by densely packed ice picks like a sieve.

There was a faint light coming from the other side of the long table, and according to this rhythm, it was only a matter of time before the master demon hunter turned into a demon hunter sieve.

With a little patience, giving the other party psychological pressure like a cat playing with a mouse, the little boy prince drew a grim smile: "Now do you still want to ask my identity? Demon hunter Master Abraham!"

"...Your ability is too bad, so I still haven't figured out who you are—"

Saying so, the last third of the long table broke suddenly, and the person hiding behind it moved like a big turtle, from the direction not far from the gate to the sideways direction. Facing the door and them.

Maybe he thought that if he hid well enough, no one would find him behind that?

But he didn't catch the cockroach before, so he caught his whole summer...

"Hey—brother! How long are you going to wait! Help—"

Abraham, who was about to die before, yelled at the top of his voice, speaking as if there were real people outside.

The sharp-eyed vampire vaguely saw the edge of the silver object exposed behind the one-third of the long table, and took a half step back in horror: "Holy grenade!"

Crashing——everyone took half a step back in unison, and even backed up a bit quickly, as if someone had bravely stepped out.

Holy grenade, the bottom of the demon hunter's chest.

There is no delay in the explosion of this thing, it explodes as soon as it is pulled, using the biological mechanism of their vampires themselves.

In other words, this thing is actually an enhanced version of thermite grenade, but it is the same type.

The high temperature and high heat cover dozens of square meters in an instant. If it is close, it will be damaged if it is stained with immortality, and there are special forging pieces for different species inside. The high temperature breaks the defense, and the forging pieces are stained with flesh and blood. If it is contaminated, it can only survive by cutting off its limbs.

As for why they didn't just throw them around in the first place, of course it's because the output couldn't keep up.

The handcrafting of each sacred grenade means that a vampire has lost his life, and there is no killing without buying and selling.

Moreover, this kind of thing is only useful for individuals. For normal people, human beings will not be interested in things that cannot kill them on a large scale with high quality and low price. Follow the rhythm of mass production in this industrialized era.

But at this time, a little strategic deterrence is enough, at least no one wants to join in the fun before he dies completely.

I don't know if it's noisy or not, but it will really kill me when it gets hot...

The little boy prince was completely irritated by the guy's shouting, and the ice pick was basically exhausted, and he was even more angry when he saw the group of guys cowering behind him——

Just like you!How to rule the darkness!How to restart our era!

"No reinforcements! No more demon hunters! If there are demon hunters outside the door, I can't be unaware! Even hundreds of meters away, I can still smell the disgusting potion on their bodies!"

As he spoke, he walked up to the gate himself, raised his hand and punched it in the air.

"boom----"

The bolt of the gate was completely smashed, and there was a hole the size of a washbasin with a little bit of ice, and the remaining force pushed the gate to slowly open towards both sides.

There is nothing, the light in the room shines through the crack of the door, illuminating the darkness outside the door——

"Did you see that! I've said everything—"

The moment the door was opened, the eyes of the little boy Prince who hadn't finished speaking suddenly changed, and his pupils shrank——

What? ! !

In the darkness, an orange light glowed, as if some future soldier had opened his eyes.

A black shadow came in almost close to the ground, the large-caliber shotgun in the opponent's hand directly touched his chest, and the other hand directly grabbed his neck, holding it as if carrying a sack. Hold it in your hand, press him and keep pushing forward——

"Bang—bang bang——"

He held the man in one hand and shot at him with the other. The muffled sound of the gun was accompanied by splashes of clothing fragments and flesh and blood, shocking the entire banquet hall.