The dull sound of fluttering, squeaking, and squeaking was mixed with the screams of rodents. The Templars standing in front of the church door suddenly became nervous because they saw the north.
What was billowing in the sky was not dark clouds, but a large group of black bats. Thousands of black bats flapped their leathery wings and flew towards us screaming.
Bats, rodents that live in the dark, will not appear in front of people in broad daylight if they are not disturbed, let alone fly out in groups to block the sun. They are elves in the night, born bloodthirsties.
, and also the animal forms of the Vampires.
The Templar knights unsheathed their swords, raised their shields high, and stared at the cloud of black bats approaching from far away. The two big men with multi-barreled machine guns pointed their muzzles at the sky, and the large muscles on their shoulder blades shook.
A few times, as if to loosen the bullet chain crisscrossed on the shoulder.
Rumble——
A loud sound came from the sky, followed by strong winds, and large dark clouds billowed up in the sky. One moment it was clear and clear, and in the next moment, dark clouds covered the sun. This was not a vampire's fault, but a natural phenomenon. A storm was coming.
The originally nervous Templar knights saw the sudden change in the situation, and they all thought that this was a precursor to the vampire attack. In fact, it was because these arrogant knights didn't look at the weather forecast. There was a thunderstorm today, and they didn't look at it.
You see, cloudy days are the best time to launch an attack.
The sky above the Vatican is filled with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and the sun has long been obscured. The poor Templars now feel like there are bats in the sky in all directions, and how can they still tell their exact location?
Whoosh whoosh——
Thousands of short arrows shot down from the sky with little force, and the sound of breaking through the air was completely covered up in the roar of thunder.
The Templar knights at the door of the church became live targets and were stunned by a hail of arrows falling from the sky. Some of those who were slow to react were shot in the head and face, causing them to scream in pain on the spot.
It stands to reason that the Templar Knights are all elites who have undergone rigorous training. Even if such a small arrow of an inch long is shot on the body, they should not lose their status like this, but the place where their skin was punctured by the arrow is just like that.
The wounds fester at an unbelievable speed, and white bones have rotted out of two of the wounds. No wonder they screamed in pain.
Poisoned arrows, these creatures hidden in the clouds used the advantages given by God to launch the first round of attacks on the Templars. Although the number of people injured was very limited, the Paladins lying on the ground kept wailing, every time
A wailing sound was like a knife scratching their eardrums. A few smart ones finally couldn't help but stepped forward and knocked out several injured knights completely, so that they stopped.
The Templars began to use shields to block the exposed parts, and with a layer of armor to protect themselves, basically the short arrows of the bats no longer posed any threat to the remaining people. Everyone spread out with a tacit understanding and kept some distance apart.
Easier to avoid incoming short arrows.
Before the dark clouds dispersed, the group of bats seemed to know that the rain of arrows could no longer cause any harm to the Templar Knights below, so they suddenly stopped. After a while, before an arrow fell from the sky, the bats seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
It seems that it no longer appears.
Phew! A man with a multi-barreled machine gun finally breathed a sigh of relief. He injured several enemies without even seeing their shadow. He felt helpless and useless, and could only curse secretly in his heart.
Ouch——
A shrill howl of wolves brought all the thoughts of these knights who were lucky to have missed the arrow. Xun Sheng was really dumbfounded at first glance. It turned out that there was a large group of wolves standing less than a hundred meters away from them, or a group of wolves.
A large pack of giant wolves.
The giant wolves in front of us are each about the size of a calf, and their fur is mainly gray in color. Their long and narrow wolf eyes flash with a faint green light. They are different from their lean counterparts in the grasslands and wilderness, they are stronger and more bloodthirsty.
"Be careful, it's a werewolf!" A Templar knight raised the large triangular shield in front of him and shouted a warning. Just when he shouted the word "werewolf", the giant wolf opposite suddenly changed.
He got excited, raised his head and roared, lowered his head and rushed over.
The legendary werewolves are ancient dark creatures with the same origin as the Vampires. They usually live like ordinary people. They only transform into wolves on full-moon nights when Aconitum is in full bloom. The Vampires' food is limited to the blood of animals and humans.
, and werewolves are cruel and murderous creatures. They prefer to eat meat and bones. Most of the time, what really drives them crazy is the feeling of hunting.
Today is not a full moon night. If it were not for the weather, it would be broad daylight. This is completely inconsistent with the conditions for werewolf transformation. Werewolves and vampires are eternal enemies in many stories. In fact, those stories are
Written by someone who wanted these two homologous creatures to be bitter enemies, when in fact they are the strongest allies.
The running speed of the giant wolf was a beat slower than the speed of the Templar knights raising their swords and shields. The two multi-barreled machine guns spit out deadly tongues of fire for the first time, and silver bullets rained down on the charging giant wolf.
, the strong penetrating power instantly knocked the two giant wolves into pieces. One giant wolf's eye socket was penetrated by a bullet, directly penetrating the skull, and the snow-white brains and blood spattered wantonly.
Two fierce and fearless giant wolves braved the hail of bullets and rushed to a gun-wielding Templar knight. They raised their front paws upward and stood up. They opened their bloody mouths and bit his neck. There was a saying.
As the old saying goes, there are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests. Dracula used the wealth he accumulated during this period to allow a genius to invent a potion, a drug that makes all werewolves crazy.
It doesn't need to be on a full moon night, nor does aconitum bloom. Just one injection will instantly solve the problem of turning into a wolf. You can turn into a giant wolf at any time and anywhere, a giant wolf with powerful power.
You can also turn into an ordinary person in the world at will. This magical potion can completely bribe any werewolf to work for Dracula.
Another point is that werewolves still cannot escape the title of heretics in the mouth of the Holy See. They are the same as the vampires. Heretics should cooperate sincerely. It is best to kill all these hypocritical guys in the Holy See.
After paying the price of more than ten corpses, all the werewolves rushed to the Templars, and a duel between minions and swords officially began. There were less than a hundred Templars at the door of the church, in front of thousands of werewolves standing upright to attack.
There was no chance of winning at all, and the only outcome would be torn into pieces if the battle continued. During the fierce battle, a dense sound of flapping wings sounded in the hazy sky.