Strongest Demon Hunter of All-Heavens - Chapter 463

Vampire clan is not as human imagination, like wild animals, living in the wilderness, or cliff caves.

contrary.

Its highly civilized society is very similar to the structure of human society.

Build families and families, hidden in every corner of the human world.

Boone.

A relatively poor small city in the middle of the Empire.

According to Claudia’s description.

Nearly half of the urori clan lived here in seclusion for generations.

Her father, urori IX.

He settled in a seemingly deserted Manor on the outskirts of the city.

The railway station late at night.

few people tread.

In other words, there is no one at all.

Even the dispatcher who should have been on duty was left with an empty stop and a lantern hanging on the wall and swaying in the wind.

After they got off the bus.

The deafening whistle sounded and the train drove slowly away.

Perhaps she returned to the city where she had lived for many years, and the memories of the past flooded into her heart.

Claudia looked gloomy.

Cole took out a cigarette, bowed his head and held it in his mouth.

Not lit yet.

Holding the right hand of the guilty verdict in the air.

Frown slightly.

With his left hand in his windbreaker pocket, he looked up and looked into the darkness in the distance.

Unspeakable evil power.

Secret and dark.

Like a broken iron thorn, it is rooted in the perception of the seventh vision.

It’s cold and drenched in the back.

It makes the scalp numb and the hair stands upside down.

later.

The sculpture on the metal shell of the evil verdict, like a living creature, changes and twists until it forms a strange shape, like a spider stitching human limbs.

Press fire.

The color of the flame also became crimson as blood, dying and dull.

Not just him.

Claudia took a step forward, wrinkled her eyebrows, twitched the tip of her delicate nose twice, distinguished the smell in the air, and said in a deep voice, “something’s not right, Demon Hunter… There’s the smell of hedelia here.”

Talking room.

She pulled out the knife across her waist and looked warily at the darkness around her.

The imaginary encounter surrounded by monsters did not happen.

Everything around is like a grave.

Only the rustle of branches and dead vines when the cloudy wind blows.

Cole lit a cigarette.

Take a deep breath and open the seventh vision at the same time.

Suddenly.

There was an inexplicable memory gap in his consciousness.

It was as if something had arbitrarily erased it from his mind, and it was as if a large section of the tape had been painted and cut short.

This unbearable discomfort.

Like dark malice, entrenched.

Perception.

The city of Boone is shrouded in yellow water as smelly as Haley Johnny.

Countless mucilages are drawn to form the strings for manipulating puppets, which are connected to the dying souls of human beings. An extremely large number of spider monsters break their shells in the souls of human beings and climb on these threads.

The ordinary city in the past has completely changed into a disgusting spider nest!

It was also at the moment when Cole’s perception found them.

All the spider monsters suddenly stopped crawling.

Neat and uniform, staring at him with a terrible gesture like falling into an ice cave.

later.

Like spiders looking for prey, eight legs walk flat on the mucus thread, and the ferocious perception spread along the seventh vision pours on cole!

open one ‘s eyes.

Turn off the seventh vision.

The will of steel and the immortal soul did not fluctuate.

The long knife appeared in the palm of his hand, expressionless, and walked to Boone city. He said indifferently, “a good play is coming, Claudia.”

Although the female vampire is not sure what happened in the city, the dark creatures have a sharper intuition than the beasts.

The darkness in the distance.

There are hidden horrors and disasters that are difficult to describe in words.

Instinctive fear made her stand where she was, look at Cole’s back and hesitate.

It’s hard for her to imagine.

What kind of belief drives these demon hunters, even if they face death directly, they are still unwilling to step back and stride forward.

Take a deep breath.

Hard to overcome the fear of nature and instinct.

Follow cole to the dormant city of Boone in the dark.

At the same time, strengthen the persistence in her heart: I hope that urori IX will keep a dog alive for her to execute herself and complete her revenge.

…

February 3, 1836.

It’s night.

Institute of occult studies, monsidius.

The top of the divination tower.

A group of scholars, with serious faces, stood around the mysterious crystal ball.

Not far away.

The martyr’s blood, which is used to measure the activity of the dark forces in the human world, is like boiling water, bubbling and screaming like a baby.

The mysterious crystal ball was also attacked by the ink like darkness, becoming dark and smelling.

The scholar in charge of monitoring the tower frowned and told his subordinates, “inform the imperial demon hunting regiment immediately and announce the launch of a first-class disaster plan throughout the country!

Go! ”

The other side.

Royal Manor on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

Rolando ugg, holding the pure gold pocket watch tightly in his right hand, stood in front of the study window and stared into the distance.

Look down.

Pull open the collar to reveal the ugly and ferocious sarcoma in the heart.

Seems to be aware of the dark forces that are eroding the world.

His face was gloomy and serious, and he said to himself, “now is not the time, Lord of pain.”

…

On the train Cole took earlier.

A man who narrowly escaped.

Sitting alone in an empty carriage.

He took out his wallet, which contained a thick stack of banknotes. He paid a deposit for the mission.

At the same time, there was a burst of pride in my heart.

The four fools, and the demon hunter, Cole walker, were easily played with by him alone without knowing.

What kind of shit is so famous that it’s completely a conceited brat!

It doesn’t kill him. It’s childish and funny.

What he wants to ask and what he will do later.

It’s as like as two peas in the mysterious lady expected.

Speaking of it, that female vampire looks so fucking beautiful. It’s really cheap for that stupid demon hunter. I don’t know how he will deal with that beautiful alien at night.

Think of it here.

The smile on the man’s face is even worse, even whistling leisurely.

A moment’s effort.

The whistle stopped abruptly.

The complacency and smile on the man’s face are also gradually shrouded by the pain of panic and suffocation.

He strangled his throat. It seemed that something was going to climb out of it. Even a cry for help came out. His face turned red and his blood vessels burst.

Reluctantly stood up, shook twice, fell down on the seat and scratched the skin on his neck more painfully. Unfortunately, his carriage alone was like a coffin for his death.

Let him struggle.

Without any help.

Until he fell to the ground on his back, his mouth frothed, his eyes turned up and his convulsions stopped gradually because of lack of oxygen.

After the man suffocated and died.

The black thing crowded in his throat finally drilled out of his mouth.

A crow howled in mourning.

Open your scarlet eyes.

Smashed the glass of the train carriage and flew towards Boone.