The sky is blue and the clouds are white, the colors are bright. The golden color is getting more and more intense in the gaps between the clouds. The wind and waves are blowing and swaying, turning the sky into a magnificent ocean. In people's vision, the sun rays become straight and slender golden prisms, spreading all the way from the mountain to the dense forest, and finally reaching the Mirror Lake. The lake surface is sparkling, reflecting the emerald green, echoing the dense forest.
At first glance, it looks like a green carpet covering the surface of the mountain extending all the way into the lake, continuing to grow lushly and vigorously in the underwater world.
It is indeed a rare beauty. No wonder Mingshan and Jinghu became famous tourist summer resorts in later generations. After all, the foundation is there.
Crash...crash...
On the sparkling Mirror Lake, several white boats are swaying quietly, with some vague figures walking on them. They are fishermen from the small town next to the Mirror Lake, and they mainly make a living by fishing in the Mirror Lake. Sometimes they will bring some tourists from the city to stroll on the Mirror Lake.
Pa, pa, pa, a fat lake fish was caught. The fisherman, whose skin had become dark due to wind and sun, was overjoyed and showed off to some of his companions around him. However, before he could be happy for long, a chaotic cry of disturbed birds came from the dense forest not far away.
A group of black bats suddenly rushed out from the forest at an extremely fast speed.
In the sunlight, these hideous bats appeared. Compared with ordinary bats, these were obviously several times larger, with sharp beaks and fangs, and bloodthirsty red eyes. They looked extremely aggressive.
Crash...
Several more groups of bats flew out of the woods and circled in the sky.
Suddenly, the fishermen on the boat showed horror. The town they were in was close to Mirror Lake and Alfama Mountains, and there had always been some legends about demons in the mountains. It was said that there were half-human, half-bat monsters in the Alfama Mountains, who loved to eat people and suck blood and were extremely powerful. The sign of the appearance of these monsters was a large group of vampire bats flying around, selecting prey.
"Jump into the river!
!” the experienced old fisherman shouted.
Immediately, several people jumped into the water. The dark-skinned fisherman was a step slower because he was delayed in releasing the fish.
A large group of bats swooped down from the sky, instantly enveloping him and charging him into the air. A half-human vampire figure loomed in the black swarm of bats. It lifted the fisherman with one hand, ignoring his struggles and pleas for mercy, and bit directly at the aorta. However, as soon as it bit the artery and blood flowed out, the pale-faced vampire made a sound of disgust. With its sharp nails, it tore the fisherman to death in mid-air.
Several pieces of corpses fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Pah, such smelly and unpalatable blood. It turns out that none of these thick-skinned ones are good. The tender-skinned girls are the most delicious..."
The vampire glanced coldly at the lake in mid-air. Killing a fisherman was like crushing an insignificant ant.
It raised its hand and flew towards the plain on the west side of Mirror Lake.
Several groups of bats nearby also followed closely behind.
Half a minute later, the many fishermen who had jumped into the water climbed back onto the boat. They were all breathing heavily, their faces pale, feeling lucky to have survived. Several of them looked sad, obviously knowing the man who was killed.
"Peter, why did you jump a step slower? If you had entered the water faster, you wouldn't..." An old fisherman shook his head and looked at Peter's boat, where half of the hull was red, and there were several pieces of flesh and internal organs that were so bloody that they were unbearable to look at, emitting a fishy smell of blood.
"Alas..." A fisherman nearby sighed. Most of the reason was Peter's death, and part of the reason was because of himself. There was such a monster in the Alfama Mountains, which could easily kill a living being like crushing an ant. If the target was himself, I'm afraid I would just let it do whatever it wanted, like fish on a eucalyptus board.
A feeling of powerlessness, danger, and fear rose in my heart.
Suddenly, beside the Mirror Lake, where the bats had just fled, a series of dull and powerful footsteps advanced towards this side.
Many fishermen panicked like frightened birds, some even tried to jump into the water again without even looking. The old fisherman in the lead turned around and saw that it was not the bat monsters that had returned.
Instead, a group of young hunters in grey hunting clothes rushed over here. They were full of energy and fighting spirit, carrying metal weapons, and their pure blue eyes were full of determination.
Looking past these young hunters, there was only darkness behind them.
It was like a thick, dark cloud, oppressive and solemn, yet explosive.
Strong and tough men in black strode forward, their hard leather boots leaving deep footprints in the mud. Some of them wore boxing gloves, some carried cross swords and beheading knives, and wore uniform and sturdy clothes. On the chest of their clothes, there was a sharp bloody cross symbol dripping with blood.
Compared to the young hunters who were leading the way, the black-clad men behind were obviously much stronger and taller. Each of them was at least 1.8 meters tall, with full and bulging muscles and rough and powerful palms. There were also black and hideous tattoos under their necks, exuding a fierce temperament.
Looking at his face again, he may be full of flesh, or his eyes may be crazy, or he may be as cold as a knife, or he may be as deep as an abyss. He carries a sense of oppression, a strong aura, and in short, it makes people's legs weak just by looking at him from a distance.
Ta-ta-ta…
The footsteps stopped beside the Mirror Lake, and a figure slowly walked out. It was the young version of Oddo, wearing golden glasses, elegant temperament, and tight black combat suit. He had a smile on his face, but he was holding a pitiful figure who was struggling constantly in his hands. His five fingers were like the claws of an eagle, grabbing the prey and not letting go, firmly holding the neck.
He slowly raised his hand and easily lifted the vampire into the air.
"Did you see how your two companions died just now?" Oddo asked himself with a gentle smile, "They were eaten. One was thrown into a bloody mist like a meat grinder and ground into powder inch by inch. The other was dismembered by nine pythons. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a brutal method..."
"But I'm different. I'm not as rude as them." A light seemed to flash under his glasses: "I'm willing to give you a chance now, as long as you answer honestly, why did those direct vampires in the Alfama Mountains send you out? Where are the gathering places of those direct vampires in the mountains? I'll give you five seconds, five, four..."
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" the vampire roared in a hoarse voice.
Soon, Odo got some of the news he wanted.
"I've told you everything. You should keep your promise and let me go!" The vampire panted heavily, looking shocked. There was no trace of the arrogance and arrogance he had when he wantonly killed the fishermen just now.
Because now the positions are reversed, it is the ant.
The ant that could be easily wiped out by the man in front of him.
"Let you go? When did I say I would let you go?" Oddo suddenly became expressionless, his eyes cold: "I just said I would give you a chance to answer honestly, but I didn't promise you anything. Don't make up your mind, don't make so much drama, don't think too much..."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly revealed an extremely creepy smile: "Oh, no, there is. I promised that I would not be as rude as those two. Then, please die gracefully..."
Pop.
Odo pushed out with one palm, and the vampire flew directly into the air.
Two white lights suddenly appeared under his glasses. His hands cut through the air, gliding in the air currents, leaving a dreamy and hazy moon shadow.
The exquisite and beautiful crescent moon flashed by, and Odo didn't even look at the vampire in the air. He turned around and walked towards the center of the queue.
Behind him, the vampire's face, full of struggle and horror, seemed to be frozen in time like a statue. The next second, the entire face shattered on the spot like a building block, turning into a standard cube of flesh and blood about two centimeters long, wide and high.
Kakaka…
The vampire's entire body shattered and fell into the lake. At this moment, the hazy moon shadow that Oddo had just swung his arm could no longer be maintained and shattered. Ding! A large area of the lake surface on the shore seemed to resonate with the moon shadow, forming neat and tidy squares of water marks.
It's like a pile of broken glass and ice.
Below, the blood clan's broken corpses that sank into the lake were surging and rolling with blood. Its general shape was actually a rough shadow of a blood moon.
Across the colorful lake, there is a kind of beauty like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.
"Sir, I have obtained information from interrogation. The vampire settlement is in..."
In the array of the treatment center, Odo was talking to Kaxiu.
The Mist Man and Nine Snakes beside him looked disdainful, but there was a hint of jealousy in their disdain. Odo, this old boy, really knows how to please the dean. He was not very strong before. But now, he has climbed above the two of them because of the dean's appreciation and teaching.
Humph, sooner or later he/she will be loved by adults!
Not to mention the eye-catching scenes of these strange monsters trying to secretly compete for favor. In the center of the array, Kaxiu listened in detail to the information obtained by Odo's interrogation. After pondering for a while, he found that some important locations were not much different from the third time he went back. Generally speaking, they were still distributed around the underground Aoyin ruins, with caves and villages.
Some of the more core ones live directly in the outer areas of the ruins.
Kaxiu came with his men this time for a clear purpose, which was to kill the high-level vampires hiding and sleeping in the ruins. In addition, he also wanted to get the secret death-faking medicine and prescription to guarantee the actions of the Black Rain Villa Ghost Knights, after all, he had promised it earlier.
As thoughts raced through his mind, Kaxiu glanced at the Mirror Lake in the distance.
He simply waved his hand and asked the team to continue moving forward without stopping.
His current progress in the cultivation of the Golem Secret Martial Arts Spirit Chapter has reached 87.1%, and he is only 2.9% away from 90%. In other words, as long as Kaxiu fills up this 2.9%, he will be able to raise his spirit realm to the level of an extreme fighter. Thus, both physical strength and spirit have reached the level of an extreme fighter, without any shortcomings, and he can truly stand in front of the holy fist realm.
In this way, when Kaxiu went to the Eternal Islands to look for the third secret of Nan Dou, he naturally had more confidence and was not afraid of any danger or obstacles.
Ta-ta-ta…
A series of footsteps quickly disappeared among the green trees in the mountains.
There were only a bunch of fishermen looking at each other in bewilderment. They looked at each other in bewilderment, but they looked at the Alfama Mountains in the distance with expectation. Although these men in black did not look like good people, they seemed to be targeting the bat monsters in the Alfama Mountains. They brutally killed one of the vampires in front of many fishermen, the vampire who had just arrogantly killed Peter. Will this organization, which formed a hunting team and headed deep into the mountains, continue to kill more monsters like this
On the fishing boat, many fishermen bowed their heads and prayed silently.
A few hours later, the Alfama Mountains, a rugged area with dense forests.
In the clearing in the forest, a team of four mercury hunters were clearing a path with hatchets, chopping off branches and thorns to form a simple path.
They looked alert and glanced around from time to time. It was obvious that this was the activity area of the direct vampires, deep in the Alfama Mountains.
Ka! A branch blocking the road was cut off.
The four of them walked out of the woods and stepped onto the green grass. In front of them was a small lake, or perhaps a pond. There was an open space around the pond, with a wide view and footprints of birds and animals on the ground.
The crowd moved closer to the pond and were about to leave a mark.
Suddenly, water splashed in the pond, and several half-human, half-bat-like monsters suddenly jumped out, with bloodthirsty murderous impulses in their eyes.
The four mercury hunters quickly retreated, firing their crossbows wildly, temporarily forcing the vampires to retreat. Then, they actually made a cross-like wooden stake mark on the spot, and then turned around and left.
It seems that he doesn't regard these vampires as a threat at all.
"I'll leave it to you. Let's go to the next location and set up the road signs."
The Mercury Hunter shouted towards the woods where they had just opened up a passage.
“Ouch!
!”
The direct vampires that fell back into the water roared angrily, and the pond exploded with a bang, and they flew out violently again.
However, suddenly, several dark shadows shot out from the woods like arrows.
The ground was thumped several times, leaving deep boot prints. The black shadow was incredibly fast, and the momentum was as huge as a black bear pouncing on its prey. It actually stopped several vampires in mid-air and slammed them together. It was clearly in the upper hand, smashing these half-man, half-bat monsters back into the pond.
Water splashed everywhere, and dark shadows rushed into the pond with strong wind!
Bang, bang, bang! Shining! Kacha!
"ah!
!”
There were bursts of screams coming from inside, and even a severed arm flew out, landing on the shore covered in blood and rolling around.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
Three black figures jumped out of the pond, their black clothes slightly dripping with water and blood. The tall bald man in the lead had a face full of flesh and an exaggerated scar on his left eye. He raised his hand and held an ugly head with a distorted face in his palm. The bald man raised the head in front of his eyes and looked at it face to face, then suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth.
"She's pretty good-looking. I'm a little excited..."
He took a deep breath and glanced at his two companions beside him: "The old problem comes back again, and I can't hold it anymore. You guys go first, I'll catch up soon after I've dealt with it." The sturdy man smiled extremely lewdly.
"Oh... I see. What a stinky fetish."
"Hurry up, don't delay important matters..."
The other two were obviously familiar with the situation and were not surprised at all. They left swearing, but one of them picked up a leg from the ground and the other picked up a hand, which seemed to be a tacit understanding.
"Humph, your habits are not much better than mine..."
The bald strong man looked at his partner's departing back and said indignantly.