Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space

“How can this be possible!!”

Vatican, Papal Court, Headquarters of the Holy Order.

With a bang, in the solemn meeting hall, a cardinal slammed the table hard, looking at the several documents on the table that were scattered, his eyes full of anger.

"Damn vampires, they are so rampant and dare to blaspheme the majesty of the Son of God. They are simply unforgivable and deserve to die!"

"The bishop is right! Vampires really deserve to die!"

"We can't let him continue to be so arrogant!"

"Damn Dracula, this evil and despicable dark creature should go to hell!"

"Vampires are minions of the devil. Wouldn't it be too easy for them to go to hell?"

"That's right! He should be taken back to the Vatican, tortured in holy water every day, and then his head should be chopped off and used as a toilet!"

"Well said! I want to sit too!"

…

In the hall, after hearing the cardinal's rebuke, all the members of the Holy Knights immediately echoed him. Everyone's face was filled with indignation. From time to time, they would stand up and slam the table, greet Dracula's female relatives for eighteen generations, and study Dracula's 108 ways of death.

However, when the cardinal saw this scene, his face remained expressionless. He waited until the conversation among the crowd reached its peak before he said this lightly.

"It seems that everyone thinks that Dracula's crime is unforgivable. So, which knight is willing to volunteer to go to London to kill his servants, and then go to Romania to deal with him?"

As soon as the words fell, the originally noisy hall suddenly fell silent, and the knights who were discussing fiercely all sat back in their chairs silently, with their eyes either lowered or looking up at the sky, each of them looking confused, as if they had fallen asleep.

There is no way. It’s not that they are cowardly, but Dracula is too powerful.

As a vampire whose existence time is unknown, Dracula's head is at the top of the hunting list of the Holy Knights, but over the years, it has been difficult to even slightly hurt him, let alone successfully kill him.

In particular, more than four hundred years ago, the church organized the Holy Crusade to attack Dracula's Blood Castle, but the result was heavy casualties.

Many powerful demon hunters perished in that battle, causing the church to take a long time to recover. This gave a large number of dark creatures time to recuperate, and they became more rampant on this continent.

Therefore, although the Church and the Holy Knights hated Dracula very much, they were also very afraid of him deep in their hearts.

It would be fine if you just greet the other party's relatives verbally, but if it comes to real action, nine out of ten people who are qualified to sit here will choose to turn a deaf ear and dumb.

After all, there's no need to risk your life for a job that only pays a few hundred euros a month.

"snort!"

Seeing this, the cardinal couldn't help but snort coldly.

He knew it would be like this, and at the same time he lamented in his heart, how could he run the church well if he was with this bunch of insects who could only fish in troubled waters? In the end he still has to rely on me!

"Where's Van Helsing? Where has he gone? Why didn't he come to the meeting?"

At this moment, the cardinal glanced across the hall, but did not see the figure that gave him the most headache and the one he trusted the most. He looked at the bearded knight sitting on his left and asked him.

“Ah, this…”

Facing the bishop's fierce gaze, the bearded knight felt a great deal of pressure. After a long while, he reluctantly replied, "Reporting to the bishop, Van Helsing took on another mission the day before yesterday. The target is a mutant codenamed "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde". As for now... it seems that he is on his way to London."

"London? That's a coincidence."

The cardinal narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking of. An extremely complex light flashed in his eyes, and he finally sighed and said.

“Tell the people in the London branch to find a way to notify Van Helsing and ask him to put aside the matter of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and go find the vampire named Edward first.

After we get rid of him, we will go to Romania. No matter what method we use, we must make Dracula disappear from this world!"

At this point, he added: "Also, tell Van Helsing that this is a test given to him by the Lord. If he can complete this task, maybe he can remember his forgotten memories..."

Hearing this, the Knights could not help but look at each other in bewilderment. Finally, everyone stood up, patted their chests with their right fists, saluted to the bishop and said, "We will follow your orders."

…

In a suburban wood in London, two figures were running hurriedly in the night.

Among them, the figure fleeing in front was a humanoid creature nearly three meters tall, with a strong physique and thick hair all over the body, just like the legendary troll.

However, if you could see the expression on the other person's face, you would find that his expression was full of panic and fear, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

At this moment, there was a whoosh sound, and the figure behind suddenly accelerated and kicked the troll on the back.

The huge force suddenly erupted, causing the troll to fly out like a cannonball, directly breaking seven or eight large trees before falling to the ground.

“Roar, roar, roar————!!!”

After what happened, the troll felt like several of his bones were broken. The pain overwhelmed his reason and gave him the courage to fight back. He roared and swung his fists at the pretty boy who was chasing him relentlessly.

Bang----!!!

There was another muffled sound, and the troll flew backwards at a faster speed than before, and the arm was directly blown up.

In severe pain, the troll immediately screamed for mercy and expressed his willingness to work like a slave for the pretty boy, only hoping that the other party would give him a chance to go through fire and water.

Boom————

Bright red flames fell with a loud bang, drowning out the troll's screams in the sound of the explosion.

After a few minutes, the flames went out automatically, and everything inside turned into scorched earth, disappearing without a trace as the night wind blew away.

"Humph! You're so ugly, yet you still want to be my subordinate. Don't you realize what your status is?"

Zheng Zha twisted his wrist and looked at the charred marks on the ground with disdain. He was thinking about whether he should go to the church to cause trouble again tonight to push the process forward, when he remembered Wu Xian's chuckle.

[No need to go, the fish has already been hooked]

"Um?!"

Zheng Zha's expression froze, and then he sensed a special aura hidden around him. He quickly turned around and looked towards a dark shadow somewhere.

Da! Da! Da——

The sound of leather boots stepping on the ground was heard, and then under the moonlight, a figure walked out from the shadows... He was tall and strong, wearing a black windbreaker, a black scarf and a black hat in the middle of the night. It was obvious that he was not a good person.

However, when Zheng Zha saw this image, he was surprised.

Because this is exactly the appearance of the protagonist "Van Helsing" in the movie "Van Helsing"!