Chapter 186
It was also at this time.
Everyone, including Vera · Morgan.
They finally know what a terrifying incident happened in the carriage ahead!
Like hell on earth!
The scarlet plasma coats the floor and walls of the carriage.
The corpses that were bitten and eaten were broken into several pieces and thrown in the aisle.
The intestines pulled out of the body, like a spider web, hung on the iron luggage rack.
Five werewolves of different sizes, like predators rushing into the flock, brutally biting the passengers who are still alive, pressing them against the wall, using sharp fangs and sharp claw, alive It's broken!
After the door is opened.
The faint screams of bitterness, pain, and dying shocked every living person who heard it.
The timid, even completely frightened by the scene in front of him, stood sluggishly on the spot, indifferent.
Time in this brief moment seems to be stagnant.
Until the cry of the little girl sitting in the back of the mother who was held in her arms, broke this brief stagnation.
The werewolves who saw the living were throwing away the corpses in their hands, like a wild beast, roaring, running rampant in the corridor, baring their teeth, show one's ferocious appearance, and rushing to the car door frantically.
Boom!
The moment of life and death.
Five deafening gunshots in succession.
The brutality of bullets and the ultimate destructive power of blood flames.
Let the heads of the five werewolves shatter and explode like bright red fireworks blooming in the night sky!
This time.
The passengers who were in great shock turned their heads, their eyes stopped on Cole.
Until a woman yelled his name.
"You...that's right! That demon-hunter, Cole · Walker, I recognize you!"
Talking.
As if sighed in relief, he patted his chest and said to the other passengers, "He is the Cole Walker, the most famous demon-hunter in the empire, God...with him, we are safe ."
Cole took a step forward.
Passengers consciously give way to a road.
Vera hurried to follow upon seeing this.
Find the conductor who died at the door in the bloody car in front. After getting the key, Cole turned back and opened the door. At the same time, he said to everyone in the car, "Leave Imperial Capital and don't look back."
p>Lead Vera to jump off the stopped train.
His eyes follow the train and look forward.
The wilderness is full of dead grass.
The crowd of transformed wolves who couldn't see the end at a glance, under the command of the two men, jumped into the carriage one by one, slaughtering the passengers in the train frantically.
The tragic situation can no longer be described as hell on earth.
The fragmented and broken bodies were randomly discarded in the grass beside the railroad tracks.
A woman who was struggling desperately was dragged out of the car by three werewolves and was torn to pieces in the sound of mournful scream.
Passengers who flee desperately were overtaken like livestock, and then bitten to death.
See this scene.
Vera's face turned pale, and her short blade hand trembled slightly.
In the past, everything Newcastle encountered, like a nightmare that could not be awakened, reappeared in her mind.
Stumps, blood, internal organs, dark creatures that hate the living.
Cole replaced the magazine of the justice trial, frowned, "Grace gave you all the weapons that were treated with silver. Remember how the Academy taught you to deal with the transformed werewolves?"
Cole's voice pulled back to reality.
Vera took a deep breath, forcibly calmed himself down, and said, "Transformed werewolves are human beings infected by native werewolves. The most common level 1 danger is dark creatures, fear of silver, sequence occult, and flames. "
Cole took off the dagger that was in his mouth, stuffed it into the leggings, fixed the Hidden Blade to his arm, tightened the strap tightly, and looked up into the girl's eyes.
"If I survive, I will pass your conversion application."
Have received all demon-hunter vocational training, dealt with cases with Chaz · Morgan, Vera · Moen, Dark creatures facing Level 1 danger are not ordinary persons without resistance.
All she needs is to take that step and the luck to survive successfully.
The location where the train stops is at least one kilometer away from the Imperial Capital. It is impossible to determine how many dangerous creatures are waiting for them along the way.
The girl closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to remember that she had studied at the Academy and Chaz Morgan taught her fighting skills.
Open your eyes again.
Cowardice and fear, be regarded as dead and buried.
Grasp the short blade tightly and set up the one-handed crossbow, thinking of the conversation she had with Cole for the first time, said solemnly, "Black Snake Battallion is not a nursery for babies and toddlers, I..."
p>The words are not finished.
The handle of a long silver-plated knife was handed in front of her, and Cole said, "To deal with the werewolves, the short blade is not powerful enough."
"Thank you."
In the distance.
Perceive the fleeing passengers, and Cole and Vera appearing on the wild grass.
The restless wolf crowd, oozing wolf howls, a dozen or so transformed werewolves, fell on all fours, and rushed at them frantically.
A native werewolf that is more dangerous than Level 3.
The size of the transformed werewolf varies, skeleton grotesquely shaped, like a ferocious hell dog.
There is no reason for scarlet eyes.
Only the lowliness and cruel bloodthirsty dominated by the superior.
Face the attacking werewolf.
After getting off the bus, the passengers screamed and fled to the distance frantically.
Click.
The sound of the pistol being loaded.
Cole stepped forward, Vera follow closely from behind, treating the wolves crowd as nothing, and walked straight to Imperial Capital.
In the distance.
The two native species responsible for ruling the transformed werewolves, see Cole and Vera heading towards Imperial Capital.
One of them raised his chin slightly, said with a sneer, "demon-hunter? Hey, at this time I went to rush to defend the Imperial Capital, tired of living?"
while speaking.
Raised the long whip in his hand, whipped it on a thin, transformed werewolf, and said angrily, "You damn mixed race! Get moving!
Dead those two demon-hunters!"
However.
The other werewolf, staring at Cole from start to finish, seemed to be thinking about something.
Ten seconds later.
His facial muscles twitched unnaturally, perhaps because of fear, or perhaps unbelievable.
A drop of cold sweat slid down his neck and stuck to the clothes on his back.
As if encountering something terrifying, I hurriedly grabbed the arm of the same race, swallowed saliva, and said in horror, "no no no... Listen to me, that demon-hunter seems to be Cole Walker. "
"Cole Walker? Haha, Rhodo, are you nervous lately? What makes a fuss about nothing in a demon-hunter? Most of the demon-hunters we kill are, I don't care who he is, dare to appear in my line of sight, he must..."
When he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by his clan next to him.
"no! Jain! That man, he is different! Jody, Figo...They all died in that guy's hands!"
"What did you say "
Grasp Jain's arm and look directly into his eyes, the werewolf Rodo mood grave, loudly said in a panic tone, "Don't you understand?! Cole Walker, he It’s the legendary werewolf hunter!"