Chapter 426
Vera turns around.
The long knife pointed at the townspeople who began to stir with a cold expression.
After a while of silence.
Shezan took a deep breath, showing a smile on his face, concealing his panic, and saying, "It’s been a long time since no outsider has been in the town..."
, Said to the waiter behind him, "To prepare food and wine, I need to entertain honorable guests."
The beautiful face is smiling like a flower.
The tall and elegant figure, shrouded in Hua your sect suit, is fascinating.
Dark eyes, full of depraved Power of Darkness, look directly at Cole, and whisper softly, "Demon-hunter, no matter what your purpose is.
We can Go in and talk."
If it was before.
Mr. Hardy · Bettany, seeing such a beautiful woman, I don’t know where to go.
But now.
On this woman called Shezan.
All he can feel is the evil of fuzzy and the gloom of as if having a fish bone stuck in one's throat.
Give a glance at Cole.
The little man opens the pistol insurance without a trace.
Put the left hand in the pocket of the coat and hold the fang dagger tightly.
For a long time, his natural instinct for danger has helped him through many life and death crises.
this time.
The sense of horror as if standing at the entrance of the abyss, facing some indescribable giant, like something stuck in his chest.
Depressed.
Poor breathing.
Cole scratched his sideburns with his cigarette-holding hand, frowning, just like the gangster who had a bowler hat question before, frowned, "I'm here to find three people.
Will Carlo.
Gonzalo Rossi, and Polsey Rossi.
You must have heard of their names, right?"
After hearing the names of Rolando’s three eyeliners inserted in Hydria, Shezan’s expression did not change, said with a slight smile, "You mean Lumberjack Will, and the Rossi family?
They betrayed the only True God, demon-hunter. According to the law of the town, anyone has the right to execute the desecrator who betrayed the Spiritual God.
It's a pity.
I may not be able to help you.
Because a month ago, on behalf of law and justice, I executed them."
Cole brows tightly knit, take a deep breath, Throw away the cigarette butt, indifferently said, "So, you are useless.
Noble praise."
The voice fell.
A crowd of believers screamed in horror.
The muzzle of justice.
Raised abruptly, aiming at Shezan's face.
This beautiful and mysterious woman, at the moment before death, her expression was only shocked and unbelievable.
She can never guess.
A demon-hunter who dared to set foot on Enfimond, even into Hydria, the only place blessed by True God, is enough to be called a courageous demon-hunter.
How dare you arrogantly kill the feet that symbolize the great Spiritual God walking in the world under the angry gaze of hundreds of believers? !
Pull the trigger.
Bullets engulfing blood flames.
Reflected in Shezan's shocked pupils.
Time seems to be stuck in absolute stagnation in this brief moment.
The moment the deafening muzzle roars.
Another gunshot suddenly sounded in the shadow not far away!
A bullet with high-speed rotation.
Smash the stagnant time.
Break off the silver bullet engulfing the blood flames of the justice trial.
A wiping Shezan's neck flew over, erasing a tiny blood stain.
Another one obliquely penetrates into the heart and lungs of the servants of the Order.
The latter groaned, backed away, his eyes widened and fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood flowing across his chest.
Get a life back in the hands of Death God.
The noble and beautiful Shezan in the eyes of the believer, the face of the flower turned pale, he stepped back three steps in a row, knocked the corpse on his heel, and sat down on the ground with a scream of horror.
Until a cloud of shadows.
Rising up in front of her, a man in a dark red windbreaker appeared.
Tall figure and back view.
Even stronger than Cole, full of oppression.
The frantic, dark long hair hangs behind him, covering the scabbard that straddles his back.
right hand with a gun.
The left hand is blowing on his side.
The low baritone, with an arrogant, arrogant smile, stared at Cole's eyes and said, "You can't kill her, demon-hunter.
At least...not now."
Hear this familiar voice.
She praises her face like ashes, no more expert-level arrogance, like a dying man who caught the last straw, the panic on his face turned into unsustainable ecstasy.
Even the ethereal and elegant voice began to deform, and said in disbelief, "Ah... Alcatel?! How are you..."
Vampire turned around.
The gaze is gentle but full of contempt, as if looking at a humble pig. Said with a slight smile, "You look really embarrassed, Tiffany."
The voice fell.
The woman face changed, ignoring anything else, she scrambled to stand up from the mud, facing the owner who made her extremely yearning, willing to dedicate everything for him, and possesses the highest respect for her.
'Noble' Shezan is like a little girl who has done something wrong.
Standing in place at a loss.
I stammered to explain, but after sensing vampire's silent smile and gesture, his face was slightly red, he hurried back two steps, bowed his head and said nothing.
The secret of the Scourge.
Vera does not know.
While Hardy's complexion changed wildly, as if facing an enemy, the female demon-hunter frowned, clenched the handle of the knife, said solemnly, "Why is there a vampire here?"
Afterwards.
At the moment when Alcatel's "moderate" gaze came into contact.
The feeling of extreme danger.
Like a piercing icy wind, poured into her soul.
The panic of standing upside down.
It's like encountering something extreme terrifying.
Similar to many dark creatures, it is the same as when they encounter the fierce demon-hunter Cole · Walker.
"The short life of human beings is like a meteor in the night... Is she the heir of your choice? Cole."
There are few dark creatures, dare to call him name.
Similarly.
Human beings are afraid of some powerful and evil things that cannot be directly called by their names.
Hardy leaned in front of Vera intentionally or unintentionally, implying that she must not act rashly, browse tightly knit, and asked, "What are you doing here?
Mechanic?"
p>Alcatel grinned and said, "As long as there is money and a woman, it is not difficult to get rid of him, little fellow.
As for why I am here.
I think.
Cole’s Demoness friend, has already told him."
For the townspeople of Hydria.
See it right now.
It has gone far beyond their recognition of noble and praise.
They always believe that the adult symbolizes the supreme will of the only True God.
But never expected.
One day in the future, she will personally admit that a vampire is her master.
Under an absolutely suppressed silence.
The long knife emerged in Cole's hand, looking directly into the eyes of the king of vampire, indifferently said, "Where is Nachisus?"
Alcatel let out a deep laugh , Raised his hand and pulled out the long knife inserted in the scabbard behind him.
Hand guards and knife handles are as gorgeous as exquisite crafts.
The blade is completely black.
"You will also care about the life and death of a vampire, hehe, are you in love with her?"
ka-cha ——
A cultist The sound of accidentally stepping on the dead branches.
It was crisp and harsh in the silent square.
It is also like announcing the arrival of a death fight.
Cole stepped forward, the purgatory windbreaker roared and burned.
The scarlet blood-like long knife slammed into Alcatel's long knife fiercely!