Chapter 499
British Town
Chapter 499 British Town
Looking at Huo Liang's serious appearance, I really don't want to dampen his enthusiasm. Of course, I definitely don't want to let Huo Liang participate in this matter. Just kidding, the last time we dealt with the god of death Vampires are only counts and marquises. I can easily kill a large group of such vampires by myself.
If we are still facing that kind of vampire this time, Huo Liang may be able to bring the supernatural association he joined to participate, but in fact, this time we are facing the highest level of vampires, and even the blood emperor has come out , How could I let Huo Liang and the others join in and lose their lives?
"Let's talk later."
I prevaricated Huo Liang with this answer, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's getting late, I'm going to sleep."
Huo Liang didn't say much, so he went back to his room to sleep and rest.
Then we stayed at Huo Liang's place for two days, during which he and Riley also took me to the so-called ghost association.
To put it bluntly, this is a messy association organized by a group of playboys. They want to pursue some excitement when they have nothing to do on weekdays, and go to some cemeteries or ghost buildings. There are almost no people with real skills, like Huo Liang. The half-baked guy actually holds the position of vice president in the association, and his girlfriend Riley is the president, and I'm a fucking dog. If such a group of dudes join me as a vampire, they will be sucked up in minutes. Mom doesn't even know each other.
Two days later, Donald called me and said that he had found the specific location of Morrow and asked me to meet with Morrow in the past.
Considering that I was only going to meet Mo Luo this time, there was no danger, so I decided to go alone with Donald and the others, but Bai Rushuang and the others were worried about my safety, so they finally came with me.
So in the evening of that day, we drove to a small town about 30 kilometers away from here, and then met Donald and the others at the entrance of the town.
This is a small town with only one or two thousand households. There are many such small towns in the UK, similar to the urban-rural fringe in our country.
And the most famous place in this town is the Cowboy Bar. Donald told us that Morrow was in a Cowboy Bar in this town at this time. According to the owner here, he had been drinking here for a week. Wine, drunk every day is almost like a puddle of mud.
Thinking of the high-spirited God of Death Moreau before, and listening to his current situation, my heart felt as if a knife was cutting me, so I asked Donald to take me to see Moreau quickly, hoping that he could cheer up.
So, our group came to the cowboy bar where Morrow was at the first time. Coincidentally, as soon as we got to the door of the bar, we saw many customers running out of the bar with terrified faces. Donald first Time caught a man who was running out and asked what happened.
The man replied that a group of people inside were beating a middle-aged man, and they might die.
We looked at each other, and immediately realized that the situation was not good, so we rushed into the bar immediately.
Although some timid customers ran out of the bar at this time, there were still scattered and some bold customers who were unwilling to leave. At this time, in the center of the dance floor, seven or eight people in suits The big man was punching and kicking a bearded alcoholic.
I recognized the drunk at a glance, it was Moreau.
In my impression, Moreau is noble and handsome. He is like a noble prince who came out of the comic world, and he sprints with aristocratic atmosphere, but at this time, Moreau completely subverted my imagination.
Compared with two years ago, he was at least ten years older, his whole body was dirty, his face was covered with stubble, and his eyes were cloudy. He didn't fight back when he was punched and kicked by those men in suits, but he was still the same. Holding the bottle of whiskey tightly in his arms.
"Those in suits are vampires."
Black next to Donald recognized the identities of the group of people at a glance. I also opened my yin and yang eyes, and I also saw a faint bloody aura from them, which is the main feature of the aura emanating from the blood race.
From the aura emanating from this group of vampires, I can roughly feel their strength. Most of them are at the level of vampire earls. It's only half a step to the entry level.
And through my understanding of the division of Western strength during this period of time, Morrow, as one of the seven commanders under the King of Death, has real strength at the level of a great power. His vampire looked like a dog, it really made people feel the coldness of the world.
While beating, those vampires pointed at Mo Luo and cursed: "Mo Luo, don't be ignorant. It is your honor that our noble blood emperor wants you to join us. We will give you one more day. If you are still unwilling to submit , then this time tomorrow is your time of death."
After saying this, one of the vampires directly pulled out a dagger. He squatted down slowly, then grabbed Mo Luo's hair, and cut Mo Luo's ear with the dagger while speaking. At the same time, he said: "Mo Luo, do you still remember Lei Li? It is Lei Li who was chased by you to China. He is my brother. You killed him in order to grab the Holy Grail. Then I will cut off one of your ears today. It can be regarded as recovering a little interest first.”
I thought Moreau would resist, but I didn't expect that even if someone pointed a dagger at the base of his ear, he didn't say a word. He still held the bottle of whiskey firmly in his hand, as if Just like his ears.
Seeing that the vampire was about to cut off Mo Luo's ear with a dagger, we were all in a hurry.
But we were only halfway there, and at a wine table not far away, a man in white clothes and a white cape suddenly picked up an ice cube in a beer glass, flicked his fingers, The ice cube shot at the vampire holding the dagger like a bullet.
There was only a slap, and the vampire screamed, and the dagger in his hand immediately came out, stabbing deeply on the bar not far away, and the vampire's palm was shaped like a chicken's claw, obviously the palm was useless .
"Who is that person?"
Seeing that someone came out on behalf of Mo Luo, our group stopped for the first time, wanting to see who was coming to help.
"It's from the Holy See of Light." Donald on the side showed a hint of surprise, and said, "Strange, when the blood race attacked our Death Trial, we asked for help from the Holy See of Light, but at that time the Holy See was After rejecting our request for help, the pope meant to remain neutral, and to put it bluntly, he didn’t want to be an enemy of the vampires who are in full swing, so why would people from the Holy See suddenly help the leader deal with the vampires?”
I don't know what the Holy See of Light is, but from the literal meaning, it can be guessed that this should be a relatively powerful organization in the western spiritual world, and it should be related to sects such as Christ Jesus.
Seeing this, the vampires all looked at the man in white, and then a vampire shouted directly: "People of the Holy See of Light, you are so brave, you dare to meddle in the affairs of our blood race."
The man didn't answer, but slowly stood up from the seat, then he picked up the glass of beer next to him, dangling the ice cubes in it, and walked slowly towards the dance floor.
When he was about three meters away from the group of vampires, the man in white stopped, and then quietly spit out the number "three".
The few vampires looked at each other, not understanding what the three words meant, and then a vampire continued: "Get out of here quickly, or the fate of the Death Trial will be the fate of your Holy See."
"two."
"Don't get out, are you an idiot?"
"one!"
When the number of people in white clothes reached one, he began to slowly tear off the cloak on his head. At the same time, the beer glass in his hand shook slightly, and the ice cubes in it shot out from the glass. All hit the chests of those vampires.
The force of the ice cube was so great that it sent those vampires flying to the ground in an instant.
(End of this chapter)
Looking at Huo Liang's serious appearance, I really don't want to dampen his enthusiasm. Of course, I definitely don't want to let Huo Liang participate in this matter. Just kidding, the last time we dealt with the god of death Vampires are only counts and marquises. I can easily kill a large group of such vampires by myself.
If we are still facing that kind of vampire this time, Huo Liang may be able to bring the supernatural association he joined to participate, but in fact, this time we are facing the highest level of vampires, and even the blood emperor has come out , How could I let Huo Liang and the others join in and lose their lives?
"Let's talk later."
I prevaricated Huo Liang with this answer, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's getting late, I'm going to sleep."
Huo Liang didn't say much, so he went back to his room to sleep and rest.
Then we stayed at Huo Liang's place for two days, during which he and Riley also took me to the so-called ghost association.
To put it bluntly, this is a messy association organized by a group of playboys. They want to pursue some excitement when they have nothing to do on weekdays, and go to some cemeteries or ghost buildings. There are almost no people with real skills, like Huo Liang. The half-baked guy actually holds the position of vice president in the association, and his girlfriend Riley is the president, and I'm a fucking dog. If such a group of dudes join me as a vampire, they will be sucked up in minutes. Mom doesn't even know each other.
Two days later, Donald called me and said that he had found the specific location of Morrow and asked me to meet with Morrow in the past.
Considering that I was only going to meet Mo Luo this time, there was no danger, so I decided to go alone with Donald and the others, but Bai Rushuang and the others were worried about my safety, so they finally came with me.
So in the evening of that day, we drove to a small town about 30 kilometers away from here, and then met Donald and the others at the entrance of the town.
This is a small town with only one or two thousand households. There are many such small towns in the UK, similar to the urban-rural fringe in our country.
And the most famous place in this town is the Cowboy Bar. Donald told us that Morrow was in a Cowboy Bar in this town at this time. According to the owner here, he had been drinking here for a week. Wine, drunk every day is almost like a puddle of mud.
Thinking of the high-spirited God of Death Moreau before, and listening to his current situation, my heart felt as if a knife was cutting me, so I asked Donald to take me to see Moreau quickly, hoping that he could cheer up.
So, our group came to the cowboy bar where Morrow was at the first time. Coincidentally, as soon as we got to the door of the bar, we saw many customers running out of the bar with terrified faces. Donald first Time caught a man who was running out and asked what happened.
The man replied that a group of people inside were beating a middle-aged man, and they might die.
We looked at each other, and immediately realized that the situation was not good, so we rushed into the bar immediately.
Although some timid customers ran out of the bar at this time, there were still scattered and some bold customers who were unwilling to leave. At this time, in the center of the dance floor, seven or eight people in suits The big man was punching and kicking a bearded alcoholic.
I recognized the drunk at a glance, it was Moreau.
In my impression, Moreau is noble and handsome. He is like a noble prince who came out of the comic world, and he sprints with aristocratic atmosphere, but at this time, Moreau completely subverted my imagination.
Compared with two years ago, he was at least ten years older, his whole body was dirty, his face was covered with stubble, and his eyes were cloudy. He didn't fight back when he was punched and kicked by those men in suits, but he was still the same. Holding the bottle of whiskey tightly in his arms.
"Those in suits are vampires."
Black next to Donald recognized the identities of the group of people at a glance. I also opened my yin and yang eyes, and I also saw a faint bloody aura from them, which is the main feature of the aura emanating from the blood race.
From the aura emanating from this group of vampires, I can roughly feel their strength. Most of them are at the level of vampire earls. It's only half a step to the entry level.
And through my understanding of the division of Western strength during this period of time, Morrow, as one of the seven commanders under the King of Death, has real strength at the level of a great power. His vampire looked like a dog, it really made people feel the coldness of the world.
While beating, those vampires pointed at Mo Luo and cursed: "Mo Luo, don't be ignorant. It is your honor that our noble blood emperor wants you to join us. We will give you one more day. If you are still unwilling to submit , then this time tomorrow is your time of death."
After saying this, one of the vampires directly pulled out a dagger. He squatted down slowly, then grabbed Mo Luo's hair, and cut Mo Luo's ear with the dagger while speaking. At the same time, he said: "Mo Luo, do you still remember Lei Li? It is Lei Li who was chased by you to China. He is my brother. You killed him in order to grab the Holy Grail. Then I will cut off one of your ears today. It can be regarded as recovering a little interest first.”
I thought Moreau would resist, but I didn't expect that even if someone pointed a dagger at the base of his ear, he didn't say a word. He still held the bottle of whiskey firmly in his hand, as if Just like his ears.
Seeing that the vampire was about to cut off Mo Luo's ear with a dagger, we were all in a hurry.
But we were only halfway there, and at a wine table not far away, a man in white clothes and a white cape suddenly picked up an ice cube in a beer glass, flicked his fingers, The ice cube shot at the vampire holding the dagger like a bullet.
There was only a slap, and the vampire screamed, and the dagger in his hand immediately came out, stabbing deeply on the bar not far away, and the vampire's palm was shaped like a chicken's claw, obviously the palm was useless .
"Who is that person?"
Seeing that someone came out on behalf of Mo Luo, our group stopped for the first time, wanting to see who was coming to help.
"It's from the Holy See of Light." Donald on the side showed a hint of surprise, and said, "Strange, when the blood race attacked our Death Trial, we asked for help from the Holy See of Light, but at that time the Holy See was After rejecting our request for help, the pope meant to remain neutral, and to put it bluntly, he didn’t want to be an enemy of the vampires who are in full swing, so why would people from the Holy See suddenly help the leader deal with the vampires?”
I don't know what the Holy See of Light is, but from the literal meaning, it can be guessed that this should be a relatively powerful organization in the western spiritual world, and it should be related to sects such as Christ Jesus.
Seeing this, the vampires all looked at the man in white, and then a vampire shouted directly: "People of the Holy See of Light, you are so brave, you dare to meddle in the affairs of our blood race."
The man didn't answer, but slowly stood up from the seat, then he picked up the glass of beer next to him, dangling the ice cubes in it, and walked slowly towards the dance floor.
When he was about three meters away from the group of vampires, the man in white stopped, and then quietly spit out the number "three".
The few vampires looked at each other, not understanding what the three words meant, and then a vampire continued: "Get out of here quickly, or the fate of the Death Trial will be the fate of your Holy See."
"two."
"Don't get out, are you an idiot?"
"one!"
When the number of people in white clothes reached one, he began to slowly tear off the cloak on his head. At the same time, the beer glass in his hand shook slightly, and the ice cubes in it shot out from the glass. All hit the chests of those vampires.
The force of the ice cube was so great that it sent those vampires flying to the ground in an instant.
(End of this chapter)