Chapter 295: The Hunter Who Simply Likes to Lead the Way (4200)

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 vampires.

This was something Nathan did not expect. If these vampires were not in trouble, he would have carried out the hunting plan. After rushing into the window, he would probably face a group of low-level vampires besieging him.

This was almost a deadly situation.

He knew that he was not a low-level vampire opponent in a one-on-one face-to-face encounter without a sneak attack.

Not to mention being besieged.

Thinking of this, Nathan was also quite scared, and cold sweat wet 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 heroic sacrifice, he wants to live well.

Thoughts churned in his mind, and Nathan remembered the question in his mind just now. What forces are 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 bodies showed no signs of being weakened by the thorns and mercury, and it even seemed that they did not have time to exert their strong immortality. Because their clothes were not damaged or torn, they died in their neat and formal clothes.

And, the most important thing is. The appearance of these low-level vampires when they died was gray and their bodies were stiff and wooden.

It looked like they were drained of their vitality.

It was a bit similar to the appearance of humans being drained of blood by vampires and turned into mummies. So, is this a kind of retribution?

Nathan was very uneasy, and the scene he saw just now had a great impact on his spirit. He left the scene of the crime quickly and nervously, and unknowingly came to an underground bar.

This is of course a place to drink, but the location is quite secret, and you need a pass to go in.

Nathan took a deep breath and walked into the darkness along the stairs at the corner. After a few turns, he soon saw the door of a bar in the basement. At the door, two black-clad bodyguards wearing sunglasses reached out to stop him.

Nathan took off his sunglasses and showed his pass. A pair of blue pupils were exposed, like pure sapphires. In the dim environment, they faintly emitted a kind of glittering light.

This is the identity mark of the blue-eyed hunter.

"Well." "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 was more like a community of cafes and bars, with load-bearing columns and partitions separating the space, and tables and chairs set up at intervals. At this moment, many people gathered in groups of three or two to chat, or walked to the bar to get a cocktail drink.

There were about a dozen or twenty people in general, which was not a small number at this time. Because all the people present had blue eyes.

This underground bar is actually an important base for mercury hunters. It can be used to communicate and transmit messages, repair equipment, issue notices, etc. Mercury hunters are divided into two parts: strict and loose, just like the direct and branch of the blood clan.

One has been trained in military style since childhood, like the most elite army. One walks alone after training, transforms into a lone wolf, and tracks the blood clan. The two have the same purpose but different methods.

This place in Mingshan City is a large base, because it is very close to the Alfama Mountains where the direct blood clan is located. Therefore, mercury hunters have deployed a certain force here all year round for observation.

At the same time, they also regularly clear out the branch blood clans that come to Mingshan City in large numbers to maintain order in the dark.

At least don't let these vampires be too arrogant.

Nathan is very familiar with this base, so he went directly to the bar and ordered a cocktail. Holding the wine glass, he went to a crowded place to listen to other people bragging and calm down.

"Drink, drink it in one gulp!"

There was a bearded man in the crowd who was the most generous, holding a glass of strong liquor in his hand. While greeting others, he raised his head and drank it all. After finishing one glass, he took the bottle and poured more.

After two or three glasses, the smell of alcohol became stronger.

"Curt, why did you drink so much today?" A man who had just come in and ordered a glass of wine at the bar seemed to know this bearded man, so he walked over slowly and sat next to him.

"Are you in a bad mood? Did you fail to hunt the target?"

He took a sip of wine and continued.

"Neil, you guessed it right." The big man named Curt 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 the hunting failed..."

"I was scared. I almost peed myself!"

Curt put down the glass, rubbed his face with his hairy hands, and the drunkenness in his pupils was slightly sober. He cursed as soon as he opened his mouth: "Damn, I was almost scared to death last night. I couldn't sleep at all, thinking about that scene..."

A trace of lingering disgust flashed in Kurt's eyes. Nathan Mo, who was listening next to him, rubbed his chin and felt that this beginning was a little familiar. It seemed that he was also scared 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 say it." The people around him cheered.

"Wait for me to drink another sip to calm down." 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 stretched out his hand to press the throbbing veins in his temple: "A low-level vampire died. Before death, all his limbs and head were hammered into the body from the joints. It looked exactly like a turtle!"

He paused slightly and began to describe in detail the miserable death of the vampire he saw, which was vivid and lifelike.

"There are some vampires next to them, all of whom have traces of torture and interrogation. In fact, for these inhuman monsters, I felt quite happy when I saw their miserable death at first sight. But later, when I carefully examined the traces, I was disgusted and had to slow down..."

Kurt picked up the wine glass and drank all the remaining wine.

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.

"The day before yesterday at dusk, one of my targets on Fania Avenue in the eastern suburbs of Mingshan City was also killed in advance. That vampire didn't even have time to resist before he died..."

"Me too, I was following a target yesterday at noon, and he suddenly disappeared. On the way back, I actually saw a body in the river beside the road, that was the vampire who was lost..."

"Hearing you say that, I seem to..."

"..."

In a few words, everyone vaguely outlined a mysterious force. It seems that in recent days, it has been madly targeting the branch vampires of Mingshan City, using the most cruel and brutal means. And it is not concealed, as if it is deliberately done for the direct vampires to see.

Nathan listened with his ears, and was secretly shocked.

Suddenly, the door of the bar was pushed open again. A four-man team walked in from outside. The leader was a one-eyed bald man wearing an eye patch, exuding a fierce and cold aura.

"Brother Osi..."

"Brother Osi is back."

"How is the situation in the western suburbs of Falke?"

Many hunters greeted him one after another. It was obvious that this bald man was well-known in this base. Nathan had also heard that the team led by Osi 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 was considered a mercury hunter team with some fame in the region.

"Brother Osi, what do you mean? Did the group of blood clans from that branch 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 spitted, not hiding his disgust for these blood clan scums who were the enemy of mankind.

"Are there a lot of blood clans? Or are there higher-level blood clans? If there are not enough people, you can call us..."

Someone was concerned about the development of the matter and volunteered to join the battle.

The bald strong man Osi did not answer anyone, but walked to the bar and ordered a glass of strong liquor, which he drank in one gulp.

After wiping the wine stains on the back of his hand, he said, "There are indeed many vampires in that town, and there are also vampires above the low-level vampires. However, they are the ones who died. The major murder cases mentioned in the newspapers all killed vampires!"

"!!!"

Nathan's pupils shrank, and the mercury hunters sitting there were silent. There was an inexplicable sense of trance and oppression in the air.

"What...what do you mean?" A hunter muttered to himself.

"What do you mean? It means literally. I fucking saw Count Anders in that pile of dead bodies..."

The strong man Ossi turned around and put the wine glass on the counter with a slap, indicating that he could add more wine. The sound was very heavy, as if he couldn't control the strength.

"Count Anders?!"

"Fuck! A branch vampire patriarch died just like that?"

"That must be a high-level branch vampire! This..."

Suddenly, the underground bar was like a vegetable market. The noisy and fly-like communication sounds came one after another.

"Okay!" Ossi suddenly said loudly: "These people seem to only target the vampires, and they are powerful and mysterious. This is good news. I think we need to report this to the headquarters as soon as possible and try to contact these people..."

"What do you think?" He glanced forward with his one eye.

"Agree." "Agree." "I think so too." "..."

Nathan also shouted, his eyes flickering. He always felt that there seemed to be some undercurrents recently, and something big was about to happen.

The current series of shocking events seemed to be just a few aftermaths before the volcano erupted thoroughly and on a large scale.

These days, Kaxiu has been busy purchasing goods. What he purchased was not food or weapons, but medical products. A healing medicine that solves the problem from the root: the life vibration energy of the vampires.

This is a good thing.

It is indispensable before entering the ancient ruins.

No one knows whether these dangerous places will pose a threat to the strong men at the level of veteran fighters? Traps, ancient poisons, dangerous alien species, sleeping high-level vampires...It can be said that they have to be guarded against, so Kaxiu swept through the dark creatures in Mingshan City. Most of them are low-level branch vampires.

They are not very useful as training materials, but they are good for healing.

In addition, there is another embarrassing reason.

Kaxiu doesn't know the way.

The map shown on the Devil's Book only has the approximate location of the Akaba Ruins and the route within the ruins. However, the Alfama Mountains are very large, and it may take a lot of time to find them.

The last time he went back, Kaxiu entered the mountain and there was a thick fog. He arrived under the guidance of a strange black shadow.

When he came out of the ruins, he only remembered the road from the ruins exit to the blood of the vampires' longevity blood ritual.

At that time, Kaxiu and Domon were chased by the scarab, and they hurriedly diverted the trouble and quickly went into the forest and went down the mountain in the dark.

After so long, the forest environment has no characteristics, so how can 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 vampires of Alfama seemed to have always been very secretive.

But this is normal, after all, there are a bunch of sleeping old immortals lying in the ruins. The real foundation of the vampires is hidden there.

How could outsiders know the location casually?

So later, Kaxiu and the other two thought that they could make things bigger. Let the direct vampires of Alfama who secretly monitor Mingshan City lose their patience. As long as there is a trace, things will be easy. Both torture and tracking are feasible.

September 21, 6pm.

A villa in the suburbs, a low-key and luxurious building.

Bang!

A vampire's cheeks rolled, and his head was deformed and was knocked out. It smashed the French window and fell heavily in the crystal broken glass, with debris scattered all over the floor.

It was unconscious and wanted to struggle, but its skin cracked nearly a hundred times in an instant, as if something inside was trying to squeeze out. Crackling, blood vessels burst, and blood spurted out like a water gun, dyeing the surroundings red.

Bang!

The bricks and stones cracked, and a hole exploded in the thick wall.

The blond man walked out slowly, his black boots stepped on the broken glass, making a crisp sound. His right hand was hanging down, and his five fingers were holding a vampire like a dead dog.

Pulling the hair, dragging a winding blood trail all the way.

"Pah."

A slap in the face woke the vampire up again.

"I ask, you answer."

"Resist and die, lie and die, talk about other things and die..."

The strong arm lifted 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.

"The desire to survive is quite strong, but the lie is too bad." Kaxiu stood up slowly, looking at the clear sky.

"The direct blood clan is really a bunch of trash. Don't they dare to come to the crime scene to take a look? A bunch of cowardly turtles." He stomped his feet lightly, shaking off the blood drops on the upper of his shoes.

Just as he was about to return, a figure fell over the wall.

It was Saint Finan. He took a few slow steps and came to Kaxiu in an instant: "Good news, I found the guide."

"Interrogated?" 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 was. 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 had been annoyed with the vampires for a long time..."

Thanks to book friends Yibai and Yeyi for the 100 Qidian coins reward.