Nathan was a little dazed when he left the target location, because he found out during the subsequent exploration that there were more than four vampires in the building. There were dead vampires on the second and third floors, a total of seven or eight.
Yesterday seemed to be a small gathering among the vampires.
This was something Nathan had not expected. If nothing had happened to these vampires, and he had carried out his hunting plan, he would probably have been besieged by a group of low-level vampires after rushing through the window.
This is almost a fatal situation.
He knew that in a one-on-one face-off without a sneak attack, he was no match for the low-level vampires.
Not to mention being besieged.
Thinking of this, Nathan was also quite scared, and cold sweat soaked his clothes on his back. Although every mercury hunter has the awareness of death, it does not prevent people from being afraid of death.
Rather than dying heroically, he would rather live a good life.
Thoughts were churning in his mind, and Nathan recalled the question in his mind just now. What force is hunting these vampires
Judging from the death scenes of the low-level vampires in the building, they had no power to fight back and were tortured. That force was as easy and calm as crushing an ant.
These vampire corpses showed no signs of being weakened by the thorn mercury, and it even looked like they had not had time to exert their strong immortality. Because their clothes had no signs of being damaged or torn, they died in their neat and formal clothes.
Moreover, the most important thing is that the low-level vampires all died with grayish skin and stiff bodies.
It looks like all the energy has been sucked out of it.
It was a bit like the appearance of a human being drained of blood by a vampire and turned into a mummified corpse. So, was this a kind of retribution
Nathan was very upset. The scene he had just seen had a great impact on him. He left the crime scene nervously and quickly, and unknowingly came to an underground bar.
This is of course also a place to drink, but the location is quite hidden, and you need a pass to get in.
Nathan took a deep breath and walked down the stairs at the corner into the darkness. After walking around a few times, he soon saw the door of a bar in the basement. At the door, two black-clad bodyguards wearing sunglasses reached out their hands to stop him.
Nathan took off his sunglasses and showed his pass. A pair of azure eyes were exposed, like pure sapphires. In the dim environment, they actually emitted a faint glow.
This is the identity mark of the blue-eyed hunter.
"Yes." "Go in."
The two people at the door nodded and returned to their original positions.
Nathan pushed the door open and walked in. Inside was a space with the layout of an ordinary bar, but it was a little more elegant.
It is more like a combination of a cafe and a bar, with load-bearing columns and partitions separating the space, and tables and chairs set up at regular intervals. At this moment, many people gather in groups of three or four to chat, or go to the bar to get a cocktail.
There were about 10 to 20 people, which was quite a lot at this point in time, because all of them had blue eyes.
This underground bar is actually an important base for the Mercury Hunters. It can be used to communicate and pass messages, repair equipment, issue notices, etc. The Mercury Hunters are divided into two parts: the strict and the loose, just like the direct and branch lines of the blood clan.
One has been trained in military style since childhood, like the most elite troops. The other walks alone after training, transforming into a lone wolf, tracking down the vampires. Both have the same goal, but different methods.
Mingshan City is a large base because it is close to the Alfama Mountains where the direct blood clan is located. Therefore, the mercury hunters have deployed a certain amount of forces here all year round for observation.
At the same time, they also regularly eliminate the large number of branch vampires who come to Mingshan City to fight against them, in order to maintain order in the darkness.
At least don't let these vampires become too arrogant.
Nathan was very familiar with this place, so he went to the bar and ordered a cocktail. Holding the glass, he went to a crowded place to listen to other people bragging and calm down.
"Drink it, drink it all in one gulp!"
There was a bearded man in the crowd who was the most generous. He held a glass of strong liquor in his hand. He drank it all while greeting others. After finishing the glass, he took the bottle and poured more.
After two or three cups, the smell of alcohol became stronger.
"Curt, why did you drink so much today?" A man at the bar who had just come in and ordered a glass of wine seemed to know the bearded man, so he walked over slowly and sat next to him.
"Feeling bad? Failed to kill the target?"
He took a sip of his wine and continued.
"Neil, you guessed it right." The big man named Kurt shook his head and burped a long time with a somewhat unhappy look. He exhaled a breath of alcohol and continued, "But I didn't come here to drink because I was in a bad mood after failing to hunt..."
"I was frightened. I almost peed myself!"
Kurt put down his wine glass and rubbed his face vigorously with his hairy hands. Tong Kongzhong's drunkenness was slightly sober. He cursed: "Damn it, I was almost scared to death last night. I couldn't sleep at all. When I thought about that scene..."
A trace of disgust flashed across Kurt's eyes. Nathan Mo, who was listening nearby, rubbed his chin, and somehow felt that this beginning was familiar. It seemed that he was also frightened, and subconsciously ran to the bar where hunters gathered to relieve stress.
This will make him feel more secure...
"Don't keep us in suspense. Just tell us." The people around started to make a noise.
"Let me have another drink to calm my nerves." Kurt rubbed his red nose and poured himself another glass of wine. He drank half of the glass before continuing, "Do you know turtles?"
"?" Several hunters around looked at each other and nodded.
"What I saw last night was a turtle." Kurt gritted his teeth and pressed the throbbing veins in his temple. "A low-level vampire died. Before he died, his limbs and head were hammered into his body from the joints. He looked exactly like a turtle!"
He paused slightly and began to describe in detail the tragic death of the vampire he had seen, in a very lifelike manner.
"There are some vampires nearby, all with signs of torture and interrogation. In fact, for these inhuman monsters, I felt quite happy when I first saw their tragic deaths. But when I carefully examined the signs, I was disgusted and had to take a break..."
Kurt picked up the glass and drank the rest of the drink.
It seemed that because he brought up the topic, some hunters around him also began to talk about their experiences in the past few days, which were vaguely similar to his.
"At dusk the day before yesterday, one of my targets on Fania Avenue in the eastern suburbs of Mingshan City was also killed in advance. That vampire died before he even had time to resist..."
"Me too. I was following a target yesterday at noon, but he suddenly disappeared. On the way back, I actually saw a body in the river beside the road. It was the vampire I lost..."
"Hearing you say that, I seem to be..."
"… "
In a few words, everyone vaguely outlined a mysterious force. It seemed that in recent days, it had been madly targeting the branch vampires of Mingshan City, using the most cruel and brutal means. And it did not hide it at all, as if it was deliberately doing it for the direct vampires to see.
Nathan listened attentively and was secretly frightened.
Suddenly, the door of the bar was pushed open again. A team of four walked in from outside. The leader was a one-eyed bald man wearing an eye patch, exuding a fierce and cold aura.
"Brother Ossi..."
"Brother Ossi is back."
"What's the situation in the small town of Falke in the western suburbs?"
Many hunters greeted him, and it was obvious that this bald man was quite famous in this base. Nathan had also heard that the team led by Ossi had been active in Shire County frequently in the past two years, and the success rate of hunting targets could reach more than 70%, which was quite impressive.
It is a mercury hunter team that is somewhat famous in the region.
"Brother Osi, what's going on? Did the blood clan from those branches gather together for a blood feast? The newspaper said that many people died. I'm afraid half of the people in the town are gone... Damn..."
A mercury hunter spat, not trying to hide his disgust for these vampire bastards who were the enemies of humanity.
"Are there too many vampires? Or are there higher-level vampires? If there aren't enough people, you can call us..."
Some people care about how things are going and volunteer to help.
The bald strong man Ossi didn't answer anyone, but walked to the bar, ordered a glass of strong liquor, and drank it all in one gulp.
He wiped the wine stains on the back of his hand and said, "There are indeed a lot of vampires in that town, and there are also vampires above the low-level vampires. But they are the ones who died. All the victims of the major murder cases reported in the newspapers were vampires!"
"!
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Nathan's eyes shrank, and the mercury hunters sitting there fell silent. There was an inexplicable sense of oppression in the air.
"What...what does that mean?" a hunter muttered to himself.
"What do you mean? It means literally. I saw Count Anders among the dead bodies..."
The sturdy man Ossi turned around and put the wine glass on the counter with a bang, indicating that he wanted more wine. The sound was very heavy, as if he couldn't control his strength.
"Count Anders?!"
"Shit! A branch vampire patriarch died just like that?"
"That must be a high-level branch of the vampire clan! This..."
Suddenly, the underground bar was like a market, with noisy, buzzing conversations.
"Okay!" Ossi suddenly said loudly: "These people seem to only target the vampires, and they are powerful and have mysterious origins. This is good news. I think we need to report this matter to the headquarters as soon as possible and try to contact these people..."
"What do you think?" He glanced forward with his one eye.
"I agree." "I agree." "I think so too." "… "
Nathan also shouted, his eyes flickering. He always felt that there seemed to be some undercurrents surging recently, and something big was about to happen.
The current series of shocking events seem to be just the aftermath before the volcano erupts on a full-scale basis.
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These days, Kaxiu has been busy purchasing goods. What he purchased were not food or weapons, but medical products. The healing medicine that solved the problem from the root: the blood race's life vibration energy.
This is a good thing.
Essential before entering ancient ruins.
No one knows whether these dangerous places will pose a threat to veteran fighters. Traps, ancient poisons, dangerous species, sleeping high-level vampires... It can be said that they must be guarded against, so Kaxiu swept through the dark creatures in Mingshan City. Most of them are low-level branch vampires.
It's not very useful as a cultivation material, but it's okay for healing.
Besides, there is another embarrassing reason.
Kaxiu didn't know the way.
The map shown in the Devil's Book only shows the approximate location of the Aqaba Ruins and the routes within the ruins. However, the Alfama Mountains are very large, and it will probably take a long time to find them.
The last time he went back, a thick fog rose when Kaxiu entered the mountain, and he arrived under the guidance of a strange black shadow.
When I came out of the ruins, I only remembered the road from the exit of the ruins to the sacrificial site of the blood clan's immortal blood ceremony.
At that time, Kashu and Domon were being chased by the scarab, and they hurriedly diverted the trouble to someone else, and quickly went into the forest and down the mountain in the dark.
After so long, the forest environment had no features, so how could they remember the specific route? So they planned to capture some vampires for interrogation, but these low-level vampires didn't know either. The few high-level ones they caught occasionally also didn't know anything.
The direct lineage of Alfama seems to have always been very secretive.
But this is normal, after all, there are a bunch of sleeping immortals lying in the ruins. The true strength of the blood clan is hidden there.
How could we let outsiders know the location
So later, Kaxiu and the other two thought that they could make a big fuss. They could make the Alfama blood clan secretly monitoring Mingshan City impatient. As long as they showed a trace, things would be easy. Both torture and tracking would be feasible.
September 21, 6pm.
A villa in the suburbs, a low-key and luxurious building.
Peng!
A vampire's cheeks tumbled, and his head was deformed as he was violently knocked away. He smashed the French window and fell heavily in the midst of the crystal clear broken glass, with debris scattered all over the floor.
It was unconscious and still trying to struggle, but its skin suddenly cracked into nearly a hundred holes, as if something inside was trying to squeeze out. Blood vessels burst, and blood spurted out like a water gun, staining the surrounding area red.
Bang!
The bricks and stones cracked, and a hole was blown out in the thick wall.
The blond man walked out slowly, his black boots stepping on the broken glass, making a crisp sound. His right hand was hanging down, and his five fingers were holding a vampire that looked like a dead dog.
Pulling the hair, a winding trail of blood was left along the way.
“Pah.”
With a slap, the vampire was awakened again.
"I ask, you answer."
"Resist and die, lie and die, talk nonsense and die..."
The strong arms lifted up the vampire's entire body.
Two minutes later.
With a light press of the palm, the head exploded like a watermelon, splashing on the ground to form an oval shape.
"Your desire to survive is strong, but your lies are terrible." Kaxiu slowly stood up and looked up at the clear sky.
"These direct vampires are a bunch of trash who can really hold it in. They don't even dare to come over to take a look at the crime scene. They are a bunch of cowardly turtles." He stomped his foot lightly to shake off the blood drops on his shoes.
Just as he was about to turn back, a figure jumped over the wall and fell down.
It was Saint Feinan. He took a few slow steps and came to Kaxiu in an instant: "Good news, we found a guide."
"The results of the interrogation?" Kaxiu raised his eyebrows.
"No, it's not the vampires. It's a group of mercury hunters who came to us on their own initiative. They said they knew where the blood sacrifice of the blood of the direct vampires for longevity was held. They could act as qualified guides, and they didn't put forward any conditions. They said they just liked to lead the way, and they have been annoyed with the vampires for a long time..."