"Who will die at the hands of you, you can't decide!" Qin Lun was kicked into the air by Alcatel, but he still didn't stop attacking. Flipping his hands, he fired a bullet at the same time.
As soon as the two black and white bullets left the muzzle of the gun, they seemed to attract each other like magnets, clinging to each other with almost a slight difference, and began to rotate around the ballistic axis.
The fierce friction with the air caused tiny electric sparks to bloom on the surface of the two bullets, and finally the two bullets were connected in series by the electric chain, forming a larger lightning spiral bullet. This is the real name skill of the legendary firearms—Light and Dark Funeral!
The bullet dragged a blinding trace through the air and shot towards Alcatel like a corkscrew. The vampire only had time to deflect his body before being hit by a bullet in his right shoulder.
"Bang!" Alcatel's entire right shoulder lost a body part the size of a volleyball in an instant, blood splashed like a watermelon smashed by a hammer, and his right arm fell directly from his shoulder.
However, the severely injured vampire's expression was flat, and he didn't even turn his head to take a look. In his opinion, this kind of injury is probably not as good as the wound on his left shoulder that was cut by forbidden scissors before.
"Oh, I made a mistake!" Qin Lun, who was still flying back, couldn't help patting his forehead.
Alcatel, who has thousands of lives, is most afraid of this kind of powerful attack. Anyway, it consumes one life. Using the light and dark mourning skill, which consumes a lot of energy, has exactly the same effect as shooting him directly in the heart.
However, Qin Lun couldn't be blamed for this, it was also the first time he encountered this type of enemy. Alcatel's physical attributes are not strong, and its speed and agility are even weaker. Its fighting style prefers to exchange injuries with its opponents. He also earned it by exchanging a hundred lives for one life of his opponent.
This is the advantage of the high-level vampire bloodline, but also its weakness. In fact, when he cut his opponent with the forbidden scissors, Qin Lun understood the essence of Alcatel, and at the same time, he also understood the result of this battle in his heart.
He has lost by and large! However, instead of losing to Alcatel, they lost to tonight's fighting environment.
Alcatel's physical attributes are not as good as his, and his spear skills are far inferior, and his other attack methods may not be more than him, but tonight is his home game.
In the missile attack led by the Zeppelin battleship, how many British people died in London tonight. one thousand? Ten thousand? Or one hundred thousand? Before Alcatel consumes the soul in his body, he will get endless supplements.
The missile attack can confuse the judgment of the Avengers and Green Hunter in a short time, but it won't take much time. According to a rational judgment, Qin Lun should retreat now, anyway, it is impossible to catch up with Integula, the head of the HELLSING agency.
Thinking of this, the blood in Qin Lun's eyes became more and more intense, he grinned, and put away the light and dark funeral. The left arm stretched out flat, and it seemed that it was a little difficult to pull out a black square box that was not made of gold or wood. It looked like a simple toolbox.
Qin Lun shook the square box lightly, and with a "click", the front and rear ends of the box suddenly popped open, and the thick box body disintegrated into a pile of metal sheets, which combined into a giant long sword like an eagle spreading its wings. The bow is shaped like a black phoenix flying high.
"Oh..." Alcatel's eyes lit up, and he looked curiously at the bow-shaped weapon in Qin Lun's hand.
"Huh? Not this one!" Qin Lun frowned slightly. He was not very familiar with Ayala's weapon case, but he didn't intend to use a longbow just now.
His wrist flicked again, and the wings of the black phoenix moved forward, and the feather-like metal sheets interlocked to form a sword blade. As for the hilt of the sword, the horns of the two dryads were kinked together, and there was a big bright purple-red gemstone in its wide mouth, which was the transformed Frost of the Wind.
"That's it!" Qin Lun nodded in satisfaction, while holding the Forbidden Scissors with his right hand.
"It's that weird pair of scissors again!" Alcatel couldn't help but glanced at the forbidden scissors in Qin Lun's hand, with a sinister smile on his face.
"Huh!" A large cloud of black mist gushed out from Alcatel's broken shoulder, floating beside him like tentacles and wings. Countless eyes suddenly opened in this black mist, and the terrifying pupils turned straight in the black mist, disgusting and creepy at the same time.
Soon, the black mist covered with countless eyes distorted and deformed, and gradually formed a huge dog-like monster.
The dog demon quickly detached from Alcatel's shoulder, but its huge body had light footsteps that did not match it, and walked gracefully towards Qin Lun. The blood-red dog stared at Qin Lun intently, and let out a deep growl from its mouth bared.
"Hey!" Wisps of smoke rose from the road the dog demon walked on, and there were even scorched dog paw prints in some places. With the waking up of this dog demon, the other eyes all over its body seemed to feel tired, and they closed slowly involuntarily.
"Hell's Black Dog—Baskerville? Ha, this is really a big surprise!" Qin Lun grinned, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth, and said with a hearty chuckle, "Why don't I find a companion for it? Just don't let it interrupt our prom!"
"Cerberus, come out, you have a companion!" Qin Lun bent down with a smirk, and slapped the ground with one hand.
Under his palm, countless magic runes were spread out on the ground like spider webs, and mysterious fluorescent lights flickered slightly, forming a hexagram magic circle. This is Qin Lun's psychic technique. It was originally a pentagram circle, but after the Shadow Storm Leopard—Venus joined, it evolved into a hexagram.
The Hellfire Demon Dog that appeared from the magic circle seemed to be still soundly asleep. It shook its head a little foolishly, and looked up and looked around unhappily.
After seeing Qin Lun, its two pairs of dog eyes revealed a familiar yet bewildered look. The person in front of him seemed to be the master, but the strong breath of life on his body was now mixed with the smell of the same kind.
Cerberus shook his head, he didn't like to think, as long as he knew that the summoner was still the master. Soon it focused its attention on another of its kind in the field ahead.
"Aww..." The Hellfire Demon Dog just glanced at the Hell Black Dog who is similar in stature to it, the fur like lava armor all over the body almost burst, bared its teeth violently, and dripped corrosive saliva On the ground, small holes were melted into the ground.
"Hell's Watchdog? Shouldn't it have three heads?" Alcatel blinked, glanced at Cerberus in surprise, raised his head, and looked at Qin Lun with a complicated expression, "Who the hell are you?"
"Now you start to care about who I am?" Qin Lun chuckled lightly, tipped his toes, and leaped the distance between the two like lightning, and rushed towards Alcatel, "However, I don't like to say my name three times!"
"Hey!" Alcatel laughed strangely, his red windbreaker fluttered high, and several tentacles filled with black mist filled his eyes again, whipping towards Qin Lun who was rushing towards him like a whip.
Crystal mirrors of pentagrams constantly appeared in the sky, and Qin Lun's figure flickered in and out of sight. From time to time, it passes close by Alcatel. However, Alcatel's defenses were very tight, with a few mist-like tentacles protecting itself so tightly that Qin Lun couldn't get closer than three feet.
Even so, Alcatel is still at a disadvantage. Every time the Chasing Wind Frost in Qin Lun's hand touches the misty tentacles, it will directly freeze the nihilistic soul mist into frost, and then, the forbidden scissors in his right hand will cut this part of the soul mist from the tentacles. .
At this time, Alcatel will have a small wound like silk on a certain part of his body, although it looks inconspicuous, it will make him slightly discolored. After only a few minutes of fighting, the vampire was already drenched in blood, with countless tiny wounds all over his body.
Alcatel's endurance is very good, and his body has been torn apart a lot in battles, but this kind of damage that directly affects the soul of the body still hurts him to the marrow. If Qin Lun had cut so many souls of another person, even if he hadn't lost his soul, he would have collapsed to the ground long ago.
However, Qin Lun's state is also very bad at this time. Although he keeps eating and restoring items, his energy is still on the verge of exhaustion. The freezing ability of Frost Chaser, the forbidden scissors, including maintaining the existence of Cerberus, all need to consume energy points.
At the same time, Alcatel's Soul Mist also caused him great damage. At the beginning of the second round of battle, Qin Lun discovered that this fog of soul not only changed strangely, but also had a direct damage and two additional damage abilities.
The soul mist full of eyes can transform into a steel-hard sword or a thorn of thorns, which is as powerful as the wind-chasing frost. When Qin Lun was not careful at the beginning, a layer of flesh and blood was scraped off the back of his hand by a hedgehog-shaped soul shield. The wound was so deep that five pale metacarpal bones could almost be seen.
In addition, the fog of soul also has a good ability to devour and pollute. Every time Qin Lun touches the fog of the soul, he can feel the pulling force in it, and he must be very careful to maintain his body balance, and one mistake can easily lead to ruin.
As for the pollution ability, Qin Lun discovered it later. Perhaps because of his half-demon physique, he didn't realize that his mind was a little heavy until there was a negative state of soul pollution added to the death list, and he was no longer in the sober state before the start of the battle.
"Bang!" Qin Lun twisted his waist, and the forbidden scissors passed by the tips of the tentacles that had been frozen into frost like lightning.
"Helin!" The ice crystals fell to the ground with a crisp and pleasant sound of shattering, and the power of the soul in them had been swallowed by the evil dagger.
After this battle, the sinful dagger was full. Because Qin Lun carefully controlled the consumption ratio, this killing relic already contained hundreds of souls more than before the battle started.
Qin Lun's figure appeared not far behind Alcatel, the military uniform on his body was wet, as if he had been fished out of the water just now. Big beads of sweat dripped from the young man's forehead, his chest heaved violently, obviously his physical condition had reached its limit.
Alcatel behind him was also in a panic. The red windbreaker transformed from the mist of the soul had become tattered, like a beggar's outfit. There are no bloodshot spots at the breach, and there are only two soul tentacles left behind. He has also reached the limit, and there is not much soul left in his body.
However, the eyes of the two were exceptionally bright and radiant, and the will to fight seemed to burn even more fiercely.
"Boom!" Not far from the street, there was a sudden loud noise, and a blazing fireball rose slowly, illuminating the night sky red. The two people in the battle seemed to feel something, and suddenly their hearts moved, and they looked in that direction.