Chapter 939: The consequences of betrayal (Part 2)
As a hunter who specializes in killing vampires, Chelsea naturally has his own set of tracking methods and a set of weapons specifically designed to deal with vampires. With these two things, he can no longer remember how many vampires he has killed. Every time he sees a vampire turn into ashes,
He will feel a kind of satisfaction from the soul.
Xu Qing grinned and took two steps back proactively, leaving a large enough space for the old enemies to settle their grievances. As long as this vampire could be eliminated, the outcome would be the same for whoever takes action.
Isabel's gaze was sharp, her two narrow cat pupils opened and shrank sharply a few times, her feet were spread out in a figure of eight, and a layer of ink color quickly extended upwards from her ankles, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped around her shoulders and neck, as if she was wearing a pair of clothes.
The body-hugging tights made her graceful figure even more attractive.
Chelsea smiled indifferently, lifted up his black robe that was blown by the wind with his backhand, and already held an old silver cross sword in his palm. This sword was about fifty centimeters long, with a cross-shaped handle inlaid with
A triangular natural diamond, with no obvious brilliance and unparalleled sharpness. This sword also has a very cool name, Sniper Cross Blade.
"Isabel, I now give you one last chance in the name of the church. By becoming a blood hunter, all the sins you have committed before will be forgiven. Otherwise, there is only death. The Chinese vampires around you will not offend the entire church to help you.
." Chelsea is not stupid, he speaks in standard Chinese, with a hint of undisguised threat, and in one silly sentence he reveals Xu Qing's identity, a member of the Chinese clan.
Isabel frowned, turned to look at Xu Qing, and felt relieved. No wonder she felt familiar. It turned out that he was also a vampire. Fortunately, she didn't speak to him just now...
Xu Qing shrugged his shoulders indifferently, took a few steps back in a sensible way, leaned against another big banyan tree, took out a cigarette, lit it and smoked it slowly.
It's very clear.
Isabel turned her head and looked at Chelsea coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Go to your church, when you crucified my mother Lilith on the cross, did you ever think of giving her a chance? Those damn paladins are there.
Did you ever think about forgiveness when you were chasing my father all over the world? Come on, I don’t need anyone’s help, I will tear you and that bullshit church to pieces with these hands.”
After speaking, she stretched her hands forward, and her ten nails instantly expanded into half-foot-long claw hooks. Only the tips were stained with dark red nail polish. The vampire's best weapons were claws and teeth. She leaned forward and kicked with her feet.
He rushed towards Chelsea.
The two were less than ten meters apart. It only took a split second for the vampires who were trying to kill them with all their strength. The soul-stirring ghost claws cut through the air like ten scythes of death and swept towards Chelsea's waist. Isabel, who had been cruelly trained since childhood,
If you don't take action, it will definitely be a sharp killing move.
Once the duel between the vampires and blood hunters begins, there are only two possibilities, either the hunter kills the prey, or he dies at the hands of the prey.
The sniper blade in Chelsea's hand fell down, making two dings to block the ghost claws. He flipped up his black robe and punched Isabel's left shoulder with his old fist hidden underneath. There were a row of silver nails on the five joints of the fist.
Stab, if this punch is punched hard, there will be five bloody holes.
Isabel didn't wait for the move to be old, letting one side of her shoulder pass the iron fist. The ghost claw turned upwards and slammed into the opponent's chin as fast as the wind. Chelsea turned around to avoid the vital point, and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen with a flying kick.
!A crescent-shaped blade popped out from the tip of the leather shoe. This guy is purely a weapons dealer, with all kinds of weapons appearing in his every move.
Isabel used her natural instincts to fight. She jumped out of the way and kicked her two slender legs in the air, all aimed at Chelsea's head and face.
These two were blood hunters before, and they are very familiar with each other's methods. However, as a veteran blood hunter, Chelsea is still more powerful than him. In addition, the weapons in his hands are tailor-made to restrain the vampires.
After fighting for hundreds of times, Isabel was at a disadvantage. Most of her long nails were cut off, leaving only three that were full of gaps. She had a mahogany awl in her calf and left shoulder, and even the nails were pulled out.
There is no chance, and his agility has been greatly reduced. If he continues to hold on, it will only be a matter of time before he loses.
"Repent, daughter of blood wolf Dracula." Chelsea shouted coldly, flashed the sniper blade in his right hand and launched a stormy attack in vain. The sword light intertwined into a large silver net, covering the head and face towards Isabel.
He quietly reached under his robe with his left hand and took out a flat, pot-bellied porcelain bottle. He opened the cork with his thumb and flicked it with his hand.
A cloud of silvery powder with a pungent smell spilled out from the mouth of the bottle and sprayed towards Isabel's head and face. This was silver nitrate powder, the most useful thing for dealing with vampires, but usually they would die before pouring the stuff on them.
Being able to avoid it first, Chelsea prepared the opportunity before launching this fatal blow.
Isabel's expression changed, and she waved her broken ghost claw to hold the sniper blade, but she could only watch helplessly as the silver nitrate powder was scattered on her head and face. She trembled all over, and a dark light of determination flashed in her pupils.
Phew! A scorching gust of wind blew up without any warning, and instantly swept away the silver powder on Isabel's head, spraying it all towards Chelsea on the opposite side. The guy's heart was shocked, and he quickly put down the sniper blade and retreated.
This special silver nitrate powder is not only highly corrosive but also highly toxic. It is also extremely lethal to humans. If it touches the skin, it will create a hole. Chelsea, who knew the power of it, wisely chose to dodge.
It was Xu Qing who rescued Isabel. He just heard Chelsea's cold shout and his heart beat wildly. The daughter of the blood wolf Dracula? Could this foreign girl be the daughter of a kid? If that's true...
Didn't the foreign priest slap him in the face? Xiao Xu had no time to think about the series of questions. The foreign girl was already in danger. He stretched out his palms and used the wind of his palms to blow away the silver powder.
When Chelsea saw the Chinese vampire take action, he secretly screamed something bad. He reached under his robe with both hands and pulled out two old-fashioned Mauser guns with silver wire wrapped around the handles. This kind of gun can be regarded as an absolute antique. It is estimated that except for blood hunters,
It should have been eliminated for a long time.
He raised his gun and pointed it at a pair of vampires, and said in a deep voice: "Chinese vampires, do you want to protect this blood hunter who betrayed the church? You have to consider the consequences of doing this."
Chelsea spoke tough, but in his heart he lacked confidence. After all, this was on someone else's territory, and the power of the church was not as powerful as Amitabha.
Xu Qing took two steps forward, smiled calmly and said: "I don't know what the consequences of betraying the church will be, but I know that you will go to see the leader of the church soon!"