Chapter 899: Shadow
"They are right, we made a mistake."
Finally, the attention of Hao Ren and Hasselblad returned to the last words left by Amtura. After seeing the research materials of Amtura, their ideas are involuntarily guided to those doctrines about congenital hostility and conspiracy theories. So what is the "wrong" in the last words?
Is it part of the conspiracy theory, or is it the source part of the innate hostility? Or is it something that is not stated in these research materials?
"The key now is that there is no information about the Ankater family," Hasselblad looked at Amritrah's body with some emotion, and slowly said, "Amritua's letter records are simply missing these things, I am afraid It was destroyed or transferred. It is now certain that the Ancatero family is indeed studying the phenomenon of innate hostility. If you can know their research progress, you should be able to understand the meaning of this last word."
At this time, the white fire came over from the side, and she went straight to Hasselblad: "Teacher, there are some situations."
"what happened?"
The white fire bowed his head: "The body of the elderly Andaher was not found, and the bodies of several Hunter Masters and other missing persons are not here."
Hasselblad's eyebrows immediately screwed up: "...a few rooms near the hall and the porch on the left have been checked?"
"Checked," White Fire nodded. "Also sent people to the streets near the hall and the house to search. They did not find clues to those missing. Master Tutanin thought they should have moved to the fierce battle. Somewhere else, but because there are too many traces on the scene... I can't trace it."
Hasselblad nodded his eyes and nodded, but Hao Ren remembered something and reminded him: "Right, the patriarch of the Ancatero family is not here."
"They are the most powerful fighters. They should have broken through from here." Hasselblad opened his eyes, and his eyes sparkled with starlight. He observed the clues in the hall from the special perspective of the hunter. His special vision. This hall is occupied by a variety of colorful colors and strange things. The ruined tables, chairs and walls also have strange patterns and things like human faces. It is the mark of the soul and energy. "There is a breath of Anda Hull. She did stay here, but she could not find out which direction she left."
Hasselblad said, looking at Wayne, who was silent next to him: "Wain? Walt, are you? Do you know any facilities like refuge in this city?"
Wayne opened his mouth a little hesitant. After being glanced at Vivienne, he opened his mouth reluctantly. "This place can be more than one place, and I can only know two or three places, after all, I am not Ancastro's family."
Izax asked: "Where do you think they might retreat?"
"Looking along the horizontal axis of the family hall. You should be able to see an exceptionally high obelisk, below the obelisk, the resting place of the Ancatelo patriarchs, Vogus's words... if he still maintained his senses It should be running with people."
Vogus is the name of the contemporary patriarch of Ancatelo.
Hasselblad immediately screamed two hunters who passed by, and called Tattan, who was collecting blood samples: "You three followed Wayne and went to Ancatero’s family to see if there was any The whereabouts of the elderly Anda Hull. Pay attention to safety. If you encounter the shadow of chaos, you must warn the police regardless of the situation."
When the demon hunter wanted to let a vampire lead, he was also reluctant to face, so Vivian slammed at them. Wayne also said a little about the protest, and Vivienne took his eyes back again...
Finally, the four people were leaving the group. Viviant sighed helplessly: "It’s really troublesome, just like taking a child, it’s awkward."
Hao Ren looked at this scene is awe-inspiring. Anyway, Vivienne miraculously used his majesty to live in the field, and was also included in the hunting of the demon. Although he knows that Vivian's generation has a great weight in the eyes of these old monsters, he still doesn't quite understand how a vampire can have such great majesty just because of his seniority, so he sneaked into the white fire and whispered: " It seems that your hunter is also quite... amount. Awe in Vivian?"
White Fire looked at his mentor and followed his voice down: "The younger hunter is actually okay, but the slightly qualified hunter knows the name of the Countess of Anseta. Today is coming. At least all seniors."
Hao Ren grinned: "Hey, I don't understand. How is Vivian's influence so big, is it because of his generation?"
White fire to see the direction of Vivian, confirm that the other party did not pay attention to this side, this whispered: "You imagine yourself from an ancient family, and then your family has been the same person from almost every generation of the ancestral ancestors Oh, your family’s ancient book is full of stories of this person who bully your ancestors. Can you imagine how much deterrence this person has for your family?"
Hao Ren: "..."
Vivian’s voice came quietly: “Don’t be jealous, I’m listening.”
The white fire immediately "ah" and a small exclamation, Hao Ren did not hesitate to go to Vivian: "Through you say fiercely, do you not say that you love peace?"
"I really like peace," Vivienne turned his eyes helplessly. "In addition to getting out of control and mad, I haven’t played with the NPC. Of course, occasionally it’s inevitable to rub it a little bit. After all, the world situation in ancient times. too messy."
Lily wondered Vivian and looked at Hasselblad and White Fire: "But I can see them in this look. I am afraid that you did not have small frictions."
Vivienne didn't look away: "Occasionally life is too difficult. Just go and grab something to wear. In that barbaric era, it's not too much?"
Hasselblad sighed: "But you can jump the chickens in the whole city in order to grab the meal."
Vivienne blinked: "How many times have you taken the initiative to make things big! How do I know that you can call the soldiers of the whole city to fight with me in order to protect a table?! I am not demanding. Okay!"
Hao Ren couldn't help but interrupt this: "Is it so serious?"
"Do you think?" Vivienne held her arm. "You don't know. I once took four potatoes in Northern Europe. They hunted the devil and sent almost 10,000 people to seal the mountain! I am with Ai. When the werewolf was hit, they didn’t encounter such a food and food!"
Rao is always calm and calm. At this time, Hasselblad can't calm down: "The oldest vampire suddenly rushed into the city with impatience. You said that you are the one who came to eat a meal. You are just enough to make the whole face. Is the city state martial law? I am not present in the matter you said, but I guess I can guess that the demon hunter who was responsible for the guardship was depressed than you: after he transferred the whole city, the terracotta warriors and horses were really I took a few potatoes and left..."
Although Hasselblad and Vivian were not too many in the past, the great deeds of Vivian were world-famous. After talking about it, they suddenly silenced and then sighed silently. Hao Ren squinted at the side for a long time, and finally only felt more and more unable to directly look at Wei Wei's unfortunate fate. From the strength to the prestige, it is all over 10,000 people. Anyone who has her own ability can When she walked across her life, how could she mix it like this?
Lily couldn't help but beside him: "You are also blind to the bats, so you have to find the troubles of those people. How safe you are to grab civilians."
"What is safe," Vivian sighed. "I am like this. Everywhere I go there, there are a lot of people paying attention. Not to mention the place where the devil is on the spot. I accidentally exposed my identity on the Seine." The demon hunters on the Nile side all came to the group to brush up... At that time, I really hoped that I was a little-named little character, at least not so high hatred. But slowly, it’s after the end of the mythology. The world has become more peaceful, and the demon hunters are too lazy to ask me for trouble... I guess it is after I have smashed each of their grandfathers, this time when the grandson is facing me, he will be especially embarrassed. So everyone is hiding."
The expression on the face of Hasselblad... I don’t describe it.
Vivian's remarks also reminded Hao Ren of the similar contradiction between her and the Ai Benworen family. These things are almost unimaginable on today's relatively peaceful earth, but in the mythical era of heterogeneous melee, this kind of chaos is the norm, otherwise there will not be so many about the war of the gods, the dusk of the gods, the punishment of the gods and the like. The legend has been passed down. But who knows that the real situation of some **** warfare is just a vampire hungry?
"So the demon hunters and the aliens have rumors, saying, 'The Countess of the Red Moon is 'sexually moody,'" Hasselblad said with a wry smile. "It's not only because she occasionally gets out of control and hurts, but also because she often has some inexplicable moves. But if you don't hear it, who would believe that the reason why such a great person ran out of trouble was just hungry?"
Hao Ren quite nodded in understanding: "It seems that she is very dangerous when she is hungry, but she is safe when she is full."
Vivian looked at Hao Ren with a frown: "How do I feel that you describe this in a strange way... When you raise a cat, is this mentality?"
They talked about Vivian's messy deeds, waiting for the experienced investigators to complete the sampling and analysis of the entire hall. The extreme tension after the encounter between the demon and the aliens finally eased unconsciously. Come down. Even Hasselblad did not realize that the hunting instinct in his blood that had been somewhat instinctive since then had disappeared completely without knowing it.
The demon investigators around the busy work are not aware of the fact that their hunting instinct has completely disappeared.
And just as the unnoticed changes quietly occurred, under the collapsed pillars in the hall, under the scattered tables and chairs, under the fallen bodies, the shadows were slowly moving. (^)