Indescribably delicious!
To the weak Jane at the moment, the blood seeping from Kaxiu's fingers was like the most delicious honey, a perfect drink. Not only because he was extremely thirsty for blood, but also because the blood in Kaxiu's body was of extremely high quality.
The third time the blood accelerated, the boxer reached perfection. It was equivalent to taking three small steps in the inhuman realm. The essence of the body had undergone subtle changes. This was especially reflected in the blood in Kaxiu's blood vessels, which was now heavy and sticky like lead and mercury.
If vampires were allowed to evaluate as experts.
The mass of one drop of Kaxiu's blood is equivalent to the mass of half a liter of blood in an ordinary person. The blood content in the body of an ordinary adult male weighing about 70 kilograms is about 4.5 to 5 liters. Ten drops of Kaxiu's blood can be equivalent to an adult.
Jane, in her hungry state, suddenly sucked such high-quality blood, and for a moment, she made a soft nasal sound. She hummed comfortably like a puppy sucking milk, with a submissive attitude.
Suddenly, the finger in the mouth was pulled out.
"Hey?" Jian was very reluctant, but he still didn't dare to disobey Kaxiu's wishes. He just sucked blood for a short time, and the blood that flowed out of the hole in his finger was very little. Jian probably only sucked half of it, and the key point was that he was still injured.
After recovering from the injury, he would return to being hungry again.
And this is exactly what Kaxiu wants to see most.
Only extremely weak vampires are good vampires, because only in this way will the opponent obey your fists and not have any bad intentions.
Beside the tree trunk, Jane smacked her lips with an unsatisfied look, and her amber eyes looked at the fingers that Kaxiu had extended back with some longing.
"Be obedient, or the next time the tree trunk pierces your chest it won't be your right chest, but your left chest where your heart is..."
Kaxiu extended his hand expressionlessly, and with a slight effort, he pulled down the branch as thick as his calf. With a casual flick, the straight tree trunk shot out and was directly nailed to a tree trunk.
The tail hummed and swayed and trembled back and forth.
Jane leaned her back against the rough bark, rubbed her weak legs on the ground for a while, and then she stood up again tremblingly.
Then he pressed his right hand on the wound on his chest, and the little remaining blood energy began to gather here, accelerating the healing process.
On the other side, Kaxiu did not look at Jane. Instead, he walked towards Mirror Lake, his figure blending into the darkness.
Seeing this, Jian didn't dare to run away anymore. She just leaned against the tree trunk and continued to recover from the injury on her chest.
A few minutes later, a figure walked out of the darkness.
Kaxiu was wearing a white shirt, black suit pants, and a beige tie around his neck. He looked like a normal office worker. However, the suit didn't quite fit his body and was several sizes too small. Although Kaxiu managed to put it on, two buttons of the shirt were still unbuttoned, and his bulging chest muscles and bulging abdominal muscles were faintly visible.
He just went to look for clothes. The previous battle with Domon caused his clothes to burst, and his long pants turned into shorts. So Kaxiu went to look for the three vampire guards he had killed before.
One was punched in the chest by an iron fist, and the other was cut in half. Their clothes were badly damaged and covered in blood. Only the clothes of the vampire who was shot in the head by him at the beginning were intact. They were office clothes. Kaxiu didn't mind and wore them directly.
"… "
Jane, whose injuries had almost recovered, looked at him in silence.
Kaxiu felt the boy's gaze, but he didn't feel hatred, just a little regret, and more of a sense of submission and fear. Could it be that he had tamed this little vampire with both kindness and force, or did this boy have Stockholm syndrome
He shrugged speechlessly, then fixed his collar which was stained with blood and rolled up his sleeves.
"Since you have almost recovered, please lead the way..."
Jane looked very bad, and he opened his mouth: “If I lead you the way, can you give me another sip of blood?”
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Kaxiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "You are a prisoner now, your life is in my hands, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? Come here!" He had no intention of negotiating.
"I..." Jane wanted to say something, but suddenly she felt a gust of wind and waves blowing behind her, and her whole body was spinning.
By the time he reacted, he was already lying on Kasu's shoulder, being held by a big, strong hand.
Jane was a little flustered and wanted to struggle, but the big hand pressing on her slender waist suddenly began to tighten, bringing a heavy pressure. It seemed that if the other party exerted a little force, she would be clamped in two.
He didn't dare to move for a moment and could only obey.
"You show the way. I want the location of the vampire stronghold." Kaxiu's tone left no room for doubt, and he stepped directly into the darkness.
On the other side, the suburbs of Jinghu City lead to the woods.
A man in a black jacket was walking quickly among the mountains and forests, carrying a slender figure on his shoulders.
The man's pace was neither fast nor slow, but he seemed to be quite familiar with the terrain of the forest at night, and his route forward was relatively smooth.
"Coooo..."
Several owls hooted overhead.
The man suddenly stopped and turned around, looking around quickly. When he found no one was around, he started walking again.
Dozens of meters away, behind the trunk of a fir tree.
Cathy's back was pressed tightly against the tree bark. She tried to slow down her breathing, but her heart couldn't stop beating fast.
Hot sweat oozed from the palms of my hands and I could hardly hold the pistol steadily.
More than half an hour ago, Cathy thought this was a civil case between two parties, but when she followed them, she realized something was wrong. The man took the woman directly to the suburbs, and when no one was around, he carried her on his shoulders and walked into the woods.
But the woman didn't resist at all, like a wooden man.
Cathy was sure something was wrong. This was not a case of prostitution, but a case of trafficking in women! Although the woman seemed to be cooperative, she was obviously not in a normal state. She might have been controlled by the man with drugs.
She thought that was probably the case!
To be honest, Cathy is very excited now. Because she has been an intern at the Jinghu City Police Department for three months, all of which is sitting in an office. Usually, she just deals with documents and has no chance to get in touch with the front line. In addition, one of her uncles is the director, so it is even more impossible for her to be exposed to danger.
This made Cathy, who had a strong sense of justice and self-esteem, very dissatisfied. Compared with the stable and boring office work, she wanted to fight on the front line of the case with her colleagues in the Criminal Division or the Special Mobile Division. Unfortunately, her uncle did not allow her to transfer her position.
Cathy had been thinking about how to insinuate the matter through her mother, but she didn't expect to encounter such a case on her way home. She keenly realized that this case might be related to the recent serial disappearances in Jinghu City.
If she could solve this serial disappearance case, her uncle would be shocked and her colleagues would be impressed. Of course, she was not stupid and would act according to the situation. If the other party was a criminal gang, she would naturally retreat first.
Report this information to the Jinghu City Police Department.
Now, the most important thing to do is to find the base of this criminal gang, and other priorities come later.
Her heart pounding, Cathy counted a few seconds silently.
The sound of footsteps in the distance could no longer be heard clearly, so she stuck her head out and looked forward in the dim moonlight. About sixty meters away, a man's back was gradually moving away.
Cathy immediately took a step forward and followed carefully.
Not long after she left, there was a slight rustling sound from the bushes nearby. Then, a figure in a black windbreaker emerged from the bushes and leaned against the tree.
This man's ability to hide his body was obviously much better than Cathy's. Even though he was several meters away, Cathy couldn't find him. The dim moonlight shone through the trees and fell on the windbreaker man's head. The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes.
It was a deep and quiet underwater blue.
The man in the windbreaker reached into his arms and took out a dagger the next moment, leaving a triangular mark on the tree trunk behind him.
After finishing, he leaned forward and stuck out half of his face.
He took light steps and quickly followed.
The moon hung high in the sky, like an oval white porcelain plate. A few wisps of clouds swayed back and forth around the moon plate, like waves on the sea. The faint white moonlight sprinkled on the ground.
The shadows of the fir trees fell obliquely on the soil, forming flat black balls. A gentle slope between the trees was covered with weeds and wildflowers, and above the grass, an old pale yellow wooden house stood there trembling, casting half a shadow.
This house looks like it was built by a forest ranger or a hunter who went into the mountains to hunt, but it seems to have been abandoned for a long time.
Some of the wooden walls were covered with black mold, and there were occasionally a few holes, through which cold winds constantly blew back and forth.
It made bursts of extremely creepy humming sounds.
Pop.
A black boot crushed the white wildflowers.
A man with brown curly hair stopped less than 200 meters away from the cabin. He shook his head and seemed to glance in the direction of the cabin in the distance. Suddenly, the man threw the woman on his shoulders and rushed over.
He could cross several meters with one step, his hands were quietly covered with a layer of red gloves, and white fangs instantly protruded from his lips. Almost in the blink of an eye, Cathy, who was hiding behind the tree and secretly watching, widened her eyes. The man who was originally dozens of meters away from her instantly flew to the front, and the pale face of a vampire quickly enlarged, with hunting intent in his eyes.
"Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!"
Almost subconsciously, the frightened Cathy pulled the trigger instantly, and bullets continued to fly out of the bullet hole.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
The bullet instantly penetrated the man's body, and blood spurted out from the wound. But he seemed to be fine, and the injury aroused his bestiality, and his face became more ferocious. The curly-haired man grabbed out with his right hand, and his palm covered with red energy brushed against the tree trunk, leaving a corrosion mark.
Cathy was about to be strangled by a hand.
“Whoosh!”
A crossbow arrow shot out from the darkness beside it.
The target was directly at the curly-haired man's heart on his left chest.
But the curly-haired man seemed to be aware of something, and quickly forced his body to move to the side to dodge. The crossbow arrow still hit him, but the location was not the heart, but the upper left side of the waist.
"who?!"
The man roared in pain.
But what greeted him were several flying crossbow arrows.
The curly-haired man quickly dodged to the side, and he also noticed that there was something wrong with the location of the wound. A feeling of weakness and discomfort quickly spread from the left side of his waist to his entire body. The feeling was numb, just like being given anesthesia in the hospital.
The man quickly reached out and pulled out the crossbow arrow.
A blood-stained silver arrow reflected faintly under the hazy moonlight, and there seemed to be a layer of something coated on the metal surface.
"It's those damn hunters, Thorn Mercury."
The curly-haired man frowned as he looked at the bleeding wound.
On the other side, a figure wearing a black windbreaker walked out of the shadows. He looked to be about 25 years old, with a buzz cut, a rebellious temperament, a pale face, and dark blue eyes.
He was holding a semi-automatic crossbow, with a yellow quiver on the right side of his waist and a sharp long knife on the left side of his waist.
The man in the windbreaker walked steadily to the side of the frightened Cathy. He didn't look at her, and said as if he was talking to himself: "It's useless to use a gun against the vampires..."
"If we want to deal with these tenacious monsters, we have to take action..." The man in the windbreaker said loudly as if to show off, while quietly reaching into the quiver to take out the crossbow arrow. He cut his finger with the sharp part and dripped blood on the arrowhead.
"Stand back, this is not a battle that ordinary people can participate in..."
The man in the windbreaker started talking to himself again. He took the opportunity to take out another arrow and dripped blood. He also dripped blood on the long sword on his left waist, and then spread it evenly with the corner of his clothes. The surface of these combat weapons was coated with special mercury, but it could not be called thorn mercury. Only mercury that was temporarily dripped with blood by the blue-eyed mercury hunter could be called thorn mercury.
The effectiveness of this mercury mixture only lasts for a short period of time, so it cannot be prepared in advance and can only be made on the spot.
The vampires who have been shot with thorny mercury will be greatly weakened. Their entire bodies will become numb and weak, their reaction speed and speed will decrease, and even their self-healing ability will be greatly reduced. This is the basis for the mercury hunters to dare to fight against the vampires.
The man in the windbreaker followed and hid his body all the way. Although he was protecting Cathy, he actually intended to use Cathy as bait. As long as the vampire in front was attracted by Cathy and revealed a flaw, the man in the windbreaker would be able to take advantage of the opportunity to attack.
As it turned out, he was right to do so.
The thorn mercury on the arrow has already penetrated into the vampire's body and should have taken effect by now, making it extremely weak.
The man in the windbreaker remained calm and composed, and suddenly took a leap forward.
He rushed towards a tree trunk ten meters away, holding the semi-automatic crossbow in his hand horizontally at his chest. As long as there was a slight movement, the powerful arrow would be shot out.
One step, two steps, three steps!
The man in the windbreaker pulled the trigger suddenly, and several arrows flew out at once, but they hit the air. Some of them were nailed to the tree trunk, and some of them went into the bushes in the distance.
"careful!"
Cathy's screams came from behind.
"not good!"
The man in the windbreaker rolled over on the ground. A strong wind blew past him, and he felt a pain in his back and staggered forward.
He turned back suddenly and looked.
A curly-haired man with primitive bat-like features on his face and hands was rushing over, blood dripping from his right hand.
"Gift of blood?! No, it's not! It's just that the concentration of blood is relatively high, and when it is at full strength, it shows some anti-ancestor characteristics."
The man in the windbreaker's mind was racing.
The effect of thorn mercury is much better than that of pure mercury, and it is the best helper for blue-eyed hunters to hunt vampires. As long as an ordinary vampire is shot by an arrow, the thorn mercury on the arrow can paralyze and weaken it to the extreme, and even weaken it to the point where it is only slightly stronger than an ordinary person.
However, this is just an ordinary vampire. The higher the level and purity of a vampire's bloodline, the stronger its resistance to thorn mercury. The most resistant are the direct descendants of Alfama. After activating the gift of blood and becoming a powerful half-human, half-bat creature, these direct descendants can even ignore the effects of thorn mercury for a short period of time. Only when a large amount of thorn mercury invades their body can it have a certain effect, which is better than ordinary mercury...
The blood clan in front of him was not a direct descendant, but he was also a relatively close branch elite. When he burst out with all his strength, he already had anti-ancestor characteristics and was quite resistant to thorn mercury.
"We need to shoot more arrows, chop more knives, and inject enough mercury..."
The man in the windbreaker instantly had a target in mind, and he retreated violently, shooting arrows with ordinary crossbows to hinder the vampire's advance.
Shuttled through the forest, the man in the windbreaker used a crossbow and a long sword. The crossbow suppressed the opponent's movements, and the long sword slashed at close range. Because this vampire was injected with a certain amount of thorn mercury from the beginning, its reaction speed was reduced.
So the two sides actually entered a stalemate, running and leaping in the dark shadows one after the other, with bursts of collisions heard from time to time.
Cathy immediately followed him. She wanted to shoot from a distance to help the man in the windbreaker disturb the monster. But the fight was too intense, and Cathy was afraid that she would accidentally hit the man in the windbreaker, or that the bullet would disturb him. So she didn't make a move yet.
Unconsciously, I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional.
The two of them fought their way towards the cabin, and a few minutes later, they had gradually reached the edge of the weed field.
The man in the windbreaker suddenly realized something was wrong, and he slashed hard to force his opponent back. He glanced sideways and saw two figures rushing out of the wooden house. They were obviously vampires, and they could rush out more than three meters with one stride, just like gliding. After a few rises and falls, they were already approaching rapidly.
"Three vampires! Could this be the base of the vampires who have recently gathered in Jinghu City?" The man in the windbreaker was horrified, his eyes slid and were attracted by a figure in the distance of the forest.
"There is another one! And he looks very powerful..."
The man in the windbreaker felt as if his heart had sunk to the bottom of the sea. He smelled the breath of death. This time he had foolishly poked the vampire's nest!
“Hehehe…”
There was a sneer from the other side. The curly-haired vampire had already seen his three companions rushing over. He knew the two who rushed over from the wooden house, and he didn't know the one who rushed over from the woods, but he was also a master of the vampire clan. Looking at that strong figure like an iron tower, he was still running at a very fast speed even with the sacrifice on his shoulders.
You can tell at first glance that he is a strong reinforcement!
“Bang, bang, bang, bang!”
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”
Cathy fired instantly, and the man in the windbreaker also pulled the trigger of the semi-automatic crossbow. Both of them shot at the hut, because the hut was an open space without dense tree trunks blocking it. The vampire rushing out of the forest was blocked by a large number of trees, and the bullet and arrow hit rate was not as high as the other side.
On the weeds ground, two vampires moved very quickly.
Basically, they were not hit by any projectiles, which was why the man in the windbreaker had to launch a sneak attack. The vampires were very agile and light dark creatures, and many long-range attacks would hardly have a significant effect if they were prepared in advance.
"Follow me!"
The man in the windbreaker roared, stomped his feet on the ground and tried to retreat. But the curly-haired vampire from seven or eight meters away suddenly entangled with him. Although he had lost a lot of blood, he was still stronger than a normal strong adult male.
The man in the windbreaker was immediately entangled by the waving bloody hands.
“Damn it!”
He gritted his teeth and was about to retreat with his wounds, when suddenly his heart skipped a beat, as if a huge rock had pressed down on him.
A glance from the corner of my eye.
The tall figure that was originally in the distance suddenly rushed closer in a few seconds, even faster than the vampires on the open ground.
"Brother! Stop him!"
The curly-haired vampire's face lit up with joy and he shouted loudly.
call!
The huge chest squeezed the air, and a figure walked like a mad bull, and every step on the ground was like thunder.
"Let's attack together!" the curly-haired vampire grinned.
"well?!"
He was suddenly stunned. The air rushed and combed his hair into a middle part, and a fist like cast steel glided over. The curly-haired vampire could even see the blue veins on the fist that looked like twisted steel wires.
"Aren't we in the same group?"
This was the last thought in his mind.
Peng!!!
The head exploded under the huge force and flew in a fan shape.
Cathy and the man in the windbreaker who were about to shoot widened their eyes. Internal strife among the vampires?! One of their own killed another? No, the strong man rushing over was a pure human.
The prisoner he was carrying on his shoulders was actually a vampire!
The man in the windbreaker had a keen sense and immediately realized: "Put down your guns, these are friendly forces. Let's stop the vampires on the other side!"
"then."
A calm voice sounded from the side.
The man in the windbreaker felt himself being squeezed, and then the strong man strode past him. The man in the windbreaker's shoulders sank, and a young vampire in a coma lay on top of them.
He suppressed his discomfort and loudly warned the figure in front of him: "Don't be impulsive, my friend! That's a strong elite blood..."
Bang! Bang!
The dull sound seemed to be a response to the windbreaker man's instructions.
He suddenly saw two figures in mid-air flying backwards rapidly, spurting blood continuously, like dead birds falling with broken wings.
One of them fell to the ground and slid nearly ten meters on the grass, leaving a long trail. The other one happened to fly straight towards the wooden house like a bird hitting a mountain.
With a bang, an oval hole was smashed out.
roar!
A wild beast-like roar came from the wooden house.
The door shattered instantly, and wood chips fell. A monster full of brutality and bestiality rushed over. He looked half human and half bat. His face was ugly and hateful, and his ferocious fangs protruded outward. The bulging pale red muscles on his body were extremely strong, and the surface of his skin was covered with a layer of black and red bristles.
"The gift of blood! That's Alfama's direct blood family!"
"Unbeatable, hurry up my friend..."
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang…
The powerful half-man, half-bat monster appeared in front of the man in an instant, and its ferocious claws and fists, carrying huge force and corrosive energy, hit him head-on like a violent storm. The dull collision sounded like a drum, and the claws burst into sparks.
The white shirt was torn in an instant, revealing a terrifying statue-like body underneath. The body was covered with a layer of gray-white color like marble, like a set of heavy armor.
The man was standing on the ground like this, his legs rooted into the earth like tree roots, and his whole body stood there like an iron tower.
Standing still, he watched the bat monster hammer violently.
"What the hell..." The man in the windbreaker froze in place for a moment.
"He is harder than iron..." Cathy put down the gun in a daze, pursing her dry lips. She didn't even dare to breathe deeply.
The air spun violently, sweeping up dust and leaves. The bat monster seemed to regain some sanity, raised its head in confusion, and saw a "friendly" face.
It was a ferocious face with a wide grin.
"Have you had enough tickling? It's my turn."
The fist tore through the air and came whistling towards it. For a moment, the bat monster was suppressed by the majestic and terrifying power, and its mind was like a swaying and dilapidated boat in the stormy waves.
"You don't have to pay me back for ruining my shirt..."
A low sound was heard amidst the turbulent air flow, and the bat monster's eyes went dark. It heard the last sound before losing consciousness.
"Just pay with your life."
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