In another valley, Qianye was lying in the grass, looking through the gaps between the grass blades at the vampire warriors searching not far away. The vampire warrior kicked off the silk thread, which pulled the mechanism, and the tinfoil package
Suddenly it exploded, and a bright silver flame ignited.
This vampire warrior reacted faster. As soon as the flash of light came on, he turned his head and closed his eyes to avoid it. His eyes were not seriously injured. Moreover, he quickly retreated, then opened his eyes and began to look for the enemy hiding in the darkness.
Qianye did not give him this buffer opportunity. When the blood warrior retreated, he jumped up and threw a tinfoil bag with his hand. When the blood warrior opened his eyes, what he saw was the tinfoil bag a few meters away in front of him.
, then Qianye pulled the thread in his hand, and a flash of light lit up in front of the vampire warrior!
The vampire warrior was finally hit. He screamed and instinctively covered his eyes.
Qianye took out the Cole pistol, held it tightly with both hands, and steadily maintained a timely reset every time amidst the strong recoil, firing all seven bullets in the magazine in one breath.
All the bullets were poured on the hands and face of the vampire warrior, but none of them could penetrate his hands covering his eyes. The two bullets that hit his chin were embedded in the jawbone and failed to penetrate the bones.
Qianye felt a chill in his heart, such a powerful body!
Gunpowder weapons cannot penetrate at this distance. That is the physique of a senior vampire warrior. In other words, only a Black Scorpion veteran can compete with this guy! If Qianye encounters a senior vampire warrior, there is no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.
But judging from the strength of the dark force and the speed of reaction in battle, this vampire is indeed only a second-level warrior. Could it be said that he has some special and powerful talents? Qianye's mind was racing, and he took the last button without hesitation.
One trigger.
The vampire warriors were pushed back continuously and screamed in agony. The bullets were all coated with silver, and they immediately began to corrode flesh and blood as soon as they were fired into the body. But Qianye knew that those bullets he had were just cheap silver-plated bullets, not real pure silver bullets.
It was an arms control material, and he couldn't get it. The silver-plated bullet only aggravated the injury of this blood warrior, but it was not fatal.
Qianye rushed forward, flicked in front of the vampire warrior, and then circled behind him like a ghost, inserting the silver-coated saber into his back, stabbing through the heart, and then quickly retreated.
The blood warrior made a shrill trombone sound, struggled for a while, and finally fell down.
Qianye finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt deeply tired. This battle lasted only a short time, but it consumed nearly half of his force power. He had exhausted all his skills and means, and after continuous plotting, he got
achieved this result.
But the screams of this vampire warrior should have spread far away, and other vampires must be more vigilant. It will not be so easy to make a simple sneak attack again.
Qianye continued to inspect the body. In the pocket of the vampire warrior, he found a gold badge with a crescent moon and a scepter engraved on it. Qianye had never seen this mark before, maybe it was
The coat of arms of an ancient family.
Qianye put the badge away, dug out some crystal currencies popular among the dark races, and also put them away.
Finally, Qianye pried off the pair of blood-sucking fangs.
This time he looked carefully. The fangs were longer than those he had found from low-level vampire warriors before, and the texture was more delicate and crystal clear. The holes that could suck blood and inject venom were also slightly wider. These small differences added to the
Together, Qianye confirmed that this was not an ordinary vampire, but a high-level vampire warrior.
But why a high-level warrior's strength suddenly dropped significantly from level six to level two? There must be another reason, and it may have something to do with Nighteye being hunted down.
Qianye thought for a while, but did not remove any traces of himself. He only made adjustments to one or two of them and left quietly.
Two high-ranking warriors were killed one after another. The noble vampire would definitely not let go of the hunter easily. Then these traces could leave some clues for the big shot of the vampire, thus misleading his judgment on Qianye's combat power.
There is Qianye's scent left in these traces, and a keen vampire can easily trace it based on this scent. This is Qianye's purpose. His real target is the big shot of the vampire clan!
In the distance, Ye Tong felt slightly surprised, and another blood chain shackle was broken. She now felt that maybe she should take a closer look at this little guy named Qianye. Although he was weak, he was obviously cunning enough. Guang
After killing two elite vampire warriors in a row, he can be compared with a seasoned vampire hunter.
About half an hour after Qianye left, a handsome young man stood in the valley, frowning and looking at the body of the vampire warrior. Behind him, there were four vampire warriors standing, all of whom were a little trembling at the moment.
This man was wearing an evening gown, slim fit, swallow tail, bow tie and lace on a linen shirt. Every detail was meticulous, as if he was going to a cocktail party. Under the light of the blood moon, his riding boots shined particularly brightly.
He turned to look at a middle-aged vampire warrior behind him, and said with a sneer: "Is this the elite warrior you have trained? I didn't catch Nighteye, but two of them were killed by a weak human! I think the family
My face is almost completely humiliated by you!"
The vampire warrior whispered: "Lord Wilde, their strength has been suppressed by the blood chain shackles."
Wilde pointed at the wound on the back of the corpse and sneered: "Even if they suppress the power, they still have two levels! If you don't see this wound, that human only has two levels of power. Don't tell me, you have cultivated it for decades.
Elite warriors can't even defeat a human of the same level! Are you going to tell me that that little kid hiding in a small town and opening a bar is actually a warrior of the Broken Wing Angel? Or maybe he comes from several other elite legions.
For example, the Shining Sword, the Red Scorpion, or the Flaming Blade?"
Under repeated questioning, several vampire warriors were speechless.
Wilde sneered for a while, and finally said: "This guy must die! But I don't have much confidence in you. I will deal with him myself!"
The warrior captain was taken aback and quickly advised: "Sir! You still have to deal with Nighteye!"
Wilde said proudly: "It's okay, she can't run away. Even if she is waiting for me with that guy, do you think that a second-level human can affect the situation of the battle between me and her?"
Wilde glanced at the four vampire warriors, and was about to say something when he suddenly looked to the west, slowly showing a twisted smile, and said: "Ah, look what kind of message that wonderful breath of holy blood brings to us! What a message.
It's hard to believe that the noble and arrogant Miss Ye Tong is actually moving closer to this side. Does she want to join forces with that kid? Join forces with a second-level human?"
Wilde particularly emphasized the word secondary.
The vampire captain said bravely: "Sir, please be careful!"
"Be careful?" Wilde's smile gradually became ferocious, "Even if I don't catch Nighteye, she can't escape. There are also some not-so-likeable big dogs that are about to arrive. This area is their paradise!"
"Wolf clan? That Miss Ye Tong..."
Wilde interrupted the captain coldly: "The order I received was to bring Nighteye back, but it didn't say whether he was alive or dead!"
Wilde does not intend to act together with these four warriors. In his opinion, these guys who are suppressed to the second level will only hinder him. Although he is also a part of the blood chain shackles, he still has the strength of the fifth level.
On par with Nighteye.
In his battle with Nighteye, there was no room for the participation of the second-level bug. However, he didn't mind killing that little bug before the decisive battle with Nighteye. It would make him feel happy, and it might also make him happy.
Ye Tong was not in a happy mood.
Just thinking of the sight of that little bug moaning in a pool of blood gave Wilde an uncontrollable sense of pleasure.
However, Wilde soon discovered that this pursuit was not pleasant, very unpleasant.
Wilde followed the scent until he stopped in front of the wreckage of a huge battleship, and his face became extremely ugly.
The wreckage of the huge ship in front of us is a hundred meters high and more than a kilometer long. It is the Kuafu-type battleship that was the main force of the human race after the Dawn War. Now that it has crashed here, it is completely the ruins of a small city.
That little bug is obviously very cunning, otherwise it would not have chosen this place as its hiding place.
Looking at the dirty environment and smelling the pungent smell of metal and other materials that had not been dissipated after a long time, Wilde touched his tortured nose, smiled bitterly and got into a power pipe.
The Kuafu-type battleship lives up to its name at all, and the power pipe alone can make people bend forward.
Wilde bent over and walked in the huge power pipe for a long time, until he reached the exit at the other end, only to find that the clue that led him here was just a piece of rag of clothing. But the smell here was much fresher, and the little guy would not leave if he left.
More than twenty minutes.
Wilde immediately chased after him. His speed was so fast that no one could see him clearly, and he was like a shadow crossing the wasteland.
After a moment, Wilde suddenly stopped and his face became even uglier. He could feel that the little guy was hiding in front of him. It seemed that this was the battlefield chosen by the little guy for the decisive battle, although in Wilde's eyes, this was more
It is the cemetery chosen by the other party for himself.
On the other side of the battlefield, Nighteye has also arrived. Both she and Wilde can sense each other's presence, but now, her face is not much better than Wilde's.
The place Qianye chose for the decisive battle was the largest ruins and garbage dump near Beacon Town.
The place smells bad. In addition to all kinds of garbage, there used to be several abandoned factories. In addition, huge battleship wreckage was scattered everywhere. This area used to be an aerostat cemetery before the empire evacuated.
Over hundreds of years, it gradually accumulated into a mountain of garbage with complex composition.
This kind of place is worse than hell for upper-class vampires who are born with mysophobia and have an extremely keen sense of smell.
Wilde's face was extremely ugly, but it was absolutely impossible for him to give up chasing Qianye. Two high-level vampire warriors had died under Qianye's hands. As their boss, Wilde had the responsibility to wash away the shame.
"Little bug, you'd better hide yourself better! Don't let me find you out!" Wilde murmured, finally stepping into the garbage dump.