Chapter 284 One-on-One

Barbara doesn't understand the knowledge in books, but she also has her own strengths.

She used to be good at housework, but now she is good at killing people.

She reached out and pulled out a crossbow arrow that pierced her chest, without stopping for a moment.

"Mr. Osmar, what do you want from us?" Barbara chased and asked Osmar, who was running in front of her seriously. Osmar didn't look back and made a sound that seemed to be a cough or a laugh.

At the same time, several gunshots were heard from behind, and bullets flew past them.

Strangely enough, since Barbara decided to kill Osmar on the street, at least more than 30 bullets flew towards them. Even if those gunmen only intended to shoot Barbara, one or two stray bullets should have flown to Osmar, but he was still unharmed.

Mr. Clayton Bello once said that the shooting accuracy of these old smoothbore guns was terrible, and the landing point could not be determined after more than 60 steps.

Barbara memorized this knowledge, but even though she tried her best to dodge with the extraordinary speed that vampires are proud of, she was still hit by six lead bullets, which increased the locals' musket hit rate to one-fifth.

Barbara thought it might be Osmar's ability, but what was his ability?

She only knew that he could change his body shape, had a similar ability to divination, and his blood smelled good.

Just as she was thinking about it, Osmar suddenly made a mistake and changed his escape route. He no longer ran directly on the flat ground, but quickly climbed to the outer wall of a house on the street using his hands and feet.

Before Barbara reacted to this sudden change, he was about to climb to the third floor.

But why? No matter how fast you climb, climbing will not be faster than moving on the flat ground. Barbara suddenly realized that no matter how Osmar's ability worked, the consumption must be extraordinary, and once he was no longer on the same plane, he didn't need to continue to worry about dodging bullets.

Her figure also quickly moved towards the building, and she climbed up in the same posture with her hands against the wall, and her speed was no slower than his.

At the moment when she was about to climb to the roof, Osmar's body stopped. He easily grabbed the protruding eaves of the four-story building, his body swaying gently, and a sneer on his face looking down.

Barbara didn't know what he was laughing at. She only knew that the other party seemed to have opened his wound during the movement, and the noble blood flowed on the surface of his skin again.

For this sumptuous meal, she had made up her mind. As soon as her hand touched a brick crack on the third floor that was strong enough to exert force, her legs immediately kicked against the wall, jumped up diagonally, and grabbed Osmar's legs hanging down with black trousers with both hands.

She could almost imagine the taste of the wonderful blood smearing all over her tongue.

Bang!

Another untimely bullet flew over and hit her arm.

Barbara's body stagnated in the air, her palm only moved in vain, and then fell straight down.

When her body fell to the level of the second floor, the window suddenly opened and hit her face hard, causing her to completely lose balance. She fell backwards and fell to the ground, with the sound of broken bones clearly audible.

The male owner of the house here looked out of the window, exclaimed when he saw the person lying on the ground, and then retracted and closed the window again.

After watching this good show, Osmar climbed onto the roof and jumped to another roof.

Barbara climbed up with difficulty and saw the hunters chasing behind her. They didn't dare to get close, but they were still good at shooting from a distance.

As the muzzle of the gun flashed, a large amount of gunpowder smoke floated up.

The vampire's body was hit and trembled repeatedly, losing the ability to fight back, but these townspeople who usually hunted and farmed didn't know the key points of exorcism. They didn't take the opportunity to cut off Barbara's head, or drive a stake into her heart, and didn't even try to cut off her hands and feet.

They just stood there, waiting expectantly for the vampire to fall down.

They didn't try their best, so of course they couldn't wait for this kind of thing.

Barbara's muscles worked in a way that was not in line with the normal human force. Her body was still supported when it was about to fall. When the volley of gunfire ended, her broken body rose up again like a snake. She glanced at the roof where Osmar disappeared, and turned her eyes to these terrified mortals.

They may have known her before, and they may have blood relations with her, but now none of this matters.

They dared to obstruct her in the crucial matter of "eating Osmar" and tried to kill her. They deserved death!

Kill them, no one would blame her!

The vampire didn't hesitate anymore. She put aside her mercy, and her thin figure rushed into the crowd behind. The smell of blood spread rapidly in the air.

Osmar escaped from the vampire.

Or he made a tactical retreat.

He didn't like to use some derogatory words on himself. He always planned everything. Even escaping was in his calculations or in the future that fate had not shown but hinted at.

Perhaps before Barbara took action, he didn't know that she would be so courageous, but he was prepared for this possibility.

He didn't need to know everything, because everything would change according to his wishes.

Just by chance, he met Coke, but the child brought the news that the key to the ritual was kept in Sasha City; the circus that had hurt Coke appeared here, and he lured the Darkborn to kill him; the doctor happened to like fishing, so he was attracted by his skills and was willing to lend him his house so that he could visit here often and check the status of the magic circle from time to time; Adelaide died in the hatred of her lover's death and her friend, and she really turned into a water fairy, becoming a useful material for his idea

Even if Adelaide noticed some abnormalities and forcibly left Gevo, she brought him a new victim.

Chude Osmar jumped flexibly on the roofs, and the pain and cracks on his hands could no longer shake his heart. The pursuit just now made him unknowingly come to the other side of the town, and he now just wanted to return to the doctor's house.

This female vampire really caused him a lot of trouble, and even if he could handle it, he was really annoyed.

He didn't know when these people were going to attack him, but the fact that they cut off Kok's head really frightened him. The sadness almost made him crazy, but then he remembered what he had done for Kok many years ago.

This child has long met the criteria for sacrifice. He has opened part of the "door" and lost the ability to die.

But now, Osmar no longer plans to continue sacrificing Kok.

"After the sacrifice, I will restore him." He thought, and then he was worried about the angry attitude that Kok might show after discovering these traces of witchcraft.

Even if this is just the result of the remaining malice from the early years, he has to be responsible for it, which is natural.

"Are you distressed?"

The sudden inquiry sounded in his ears, and Chude Osmar didn't have time to think about who was approaching him. He jumped hard and jumped to another roof.

There was a person standing where he was standing.

A woman with blond hair and red eyes, but her hair and skin were completely stained red by blood, and her appearance could not be distinguished.

That was Barbara who had let go of all her disguises. She had caught up with him again!

But the vampire didn't look very good. She stood there panting, looking extremely exhausted.

Vampires don't need to breathe. Osmar knew what this phenomenon was - when vampires absorbed blood that they couldn't even fully absorb, their bodies would be close to collapse. If they couldn't control it, the excessive blood would burst out of their bodies.

Only by constantly exerting power and consuming this blood could the vampire's own "health" be guaranteed.

Even if he had no fear of killing, he was just a newborn after all. Osmar sneered. It seemed that he had to get rid of this person here before he could continue to do his own thing.

Of course, he wouldn't be afraid of this woman, even if the other party wanted to eat him wholeheartedly and accumulated a lot of power for this.

He had experienced this situation many times, and each time it ended with the death of another person.

"Are you going to eat me?"

Barbara supported her knees and nodded vigorously.

"It seems that you have discovered the power of my blood. I have to kill you."

Chude Osmar took off the white silk glove on his right hand, exposing the black palm covered with blood scabs and cracks, and grasped it hard. "What a pity, this is a shameless duel. You can take everything if you kill me, but you are of no value to me. Killing you will only give me a pile of garbage."

He took off his left glove as well. Compared with his right hand, his left hand still maintained a certain degree of integrity.

The hair on the back of his hand had been stained by the blood oozing from his fingers for a long time, and the blood scabs formed a black appearance. The five nails were thick and sharp, like the palm of a werewolf or a monkey.