"Even if the duke-level blood-sucking species is really dead, the remaining power of the corpse is enough to transform an ordinary person into a powerful blood-sucking species; if it is not dead, then a thousand years is enough to wake up this heterogeneous species with strong self-healing ability come over."
Jenkins guessed.
"I am more inclined to the previous guess, because the vampires that haunt the town are obviously very young. You can also know this if you ask the witches in the town. If the monster that kills now is really because of contact with the ancient It is not surprising that he has some strange props to cover his whereabouts, so I can't find him. But after all, it is not a natural born alien, and there are still some skills to distinguish it of."
The fortuneteller's book recorded the events of the Vampire Grand Duke thousands of years ago, and mentioned some secrets about the Vampire, which gave Jenkins a way to deal with the murderer.
Seeing that it was getting dark in the evening, he got up to take his leave, intending to go back to the church and tell the priest his intention. The fortune teller got up to see him off, and stood at the door watching Jenkins push open the gate to go into the woods.
"that… "
The girl held the door and said hesitantly, and Jenkins turned to look at her.
"Anything else?"
"May I have your name?"
she asked.
"This... It's better not to say, I never asked other people's names in the past, and I will not reveal my own name, because it may cause unnecessary trouble, but I can show you what I look like look."
Saying that, Jenkins removed the disguise of the black robe, revealing the original image of Jenkins in pajamas. Standing in the snowy forest wearing pajamas, it was a ridiculous appearance, but the girl blushed for some reason, because Jenkins' half-elf face was indeed very attractive:
"If what you just said is true, in the future, remember to carry forward the school."
"Most definitely."
Jenkins nodded, then turned and walked straight into the woods.
That night, everything was planned. Jenkins left the church after saying goodbye to the old priest. It was already late at night, and he stepped on the snow step by step to the small square of the town. There are no street lights in this backward era, and the moon tonight is also covered by clouds. Although it is dark here, the person standing on the square Men are still very conspicuous.
"I knew you would come. That damned fortune teller must have told you what she knew."
The eyes of the speaker seemed to be burning with blood-colored flames. After getting closer, Jenkins realized that the speaker was not standing, but suspended on the snow. His voice is normal, not disgusting like that ugly face.
"Yes, now it seems that the fortune-teller's guess is correct. You are indeed an ordinary person who was assimilated by the blood of a different species after accidentally touching the corpse of a different species."
Jenkins confirmed.
"I'm not an ordinary person now."
While speaking, Jenkins had already walked into the square, and the snow surface creaked under his feet.
"Today, when I saw a stranger coming to the town, I knew that you must have come for me. I think you must be very surprised. Just when you were ready to look for me, you received my invitation to meet you."
The vampire said so.
He was right. Jenkins was indeed a little surprised. It wasn't the original plan that he would appear here, but it wasn't a bad thing, at least he didn't have to look for it deliberately.
"I will suck your blood dry, and warn the travelers who may come later not to meddle in their own business, and let the witches, priests, and fortune-tellers in the town know that no one can deal with me."
The moon finally peeked out from behind the clouds, and the red moon's light shone on the vampire's body, allowing Jenkins to fully see his hideous face.
The monster instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke and rushed towards the standing Jenkins. After Jenkins dodged it nimbly, the black smoke made a sharp turn in the air and flew towards the back of his head again.
Jenkins slipped sideways and fell to the ground, then rolled twice on the snow and rolled over again. With his right hand in front of his face, the oncoming black smoke collided with the flame in his hand.
At the same time as the vampire's screams came, he retracted his fist, turned around and squatted down, and then kicked out. The beautiful reverse kick just hit the vampire that had just transformed from a fog state into a solid one.
All this happened in just a few seconds. The vampire rowed along the snow surface for a long distance before stopping. Jenkins watched him get up in embarrassment, and looked at himself in surprise, spitting black blood.
"How can you be so strong?"
"It's really just a warm-up."
Not bragging, this is the truth. In this era of extraordinary decline, the low power level was even more serious than Jenkins guessed. After the fight, he suddenly realized that he didn't need any plan at all, and no one here could beat him.
"You wait, I will be back!"
Saying that, those vampires exploded in place, turning into dozens of little bats and flying in all directions.
At this moment, someone shouted from the roof of the house on the east side of the square:
"In the name of God!"
The old priest in sacrificial robes stretched out his arms, a dazzling holy light erupted from his body, and the bat that was flying towards the east side retreated at once.
"Don't come here, you disgusting things!"
The witch appeared at the intersection on the west, holding a small bag in her left hand, and continuously sprinkled the dust in the bag with her right hand. The bats flying to the west could not pass through the obstacles of the dust, so they had to go back the same way.
"You can't get through here!"
The young soothsayer appeared to the south with her mithril dagger in her hand. She waved her weapon repeatedly, and at the same time cast spells to dispel the dark forces, barely driving the bats back.
The bat that flew north was incinerated by Jenkins at the beginning of its appearance. Jenkins can't catch all flying objects, but if it's just a few it's fine.
The remaining bats gathered together again, and the panting vampire reappeared surrounded by four human superhumans.
"You can't kill me. Even if my soul is wiped out and my body is buried deep in the ground, the power of vampires will still rise again in the future. This is a power that you short-lived species will never understand."
It roared at the crowd, and suddenly got up and rushed towards the Seer, but was kicked back by Jenkins. The falling snow showed strange traces around Jenkins. Under the effect of [Ice Congealing], the snowflakes swirled past Jenkins, slowly wrapped the moaning vampire, and finally completely froze it. in ice.
During this process Jenkins just stood there without even reaching out, which surprised the other three companions, none of whom had seen such power.
PS: Ask for everything at the beginning of the month.