He looked down and saw that it was Bai Mao's severed hand. The sharp five fingers were scratching everywhere. Just now, it grabbed the ankle and left five deep scratches on it.
Not far away, a white-haired head opened its big mouth with canine fangs and roared towards Garen.
"Outsider! The leader will not let you go! You are dead! Hahaha..." Baimao laughed.
Gallon's face slightly condensed.
"Such tenacious vitality..." Seeing the other party's ferocious fangs, blood-red eyes, and pale skin, he suddenly thought of a familiar race...
"Are you a vampire?" he couldn't help but asked aloud.
Bai Mao's laughter suddenly stopped, and he looked at Garen in astonishment.
"You... aren't you a vampire?"
There was a bang.
Garen stepped on it and exploded it. Bai Mao's head exploded. There was no flesh and blood inside, it just turned into a ball of black ash and nothing else.
Looking around, Garen's chest rose and fell a little. He might already know what kind of world he was in...
After quickly rummaging through Bai Mao's clothes, he straightened up, quickly left here, circled in the woods, quickly threw away his black raincoat, and then quietly scurried home.
We still went back through the wall and window, and no one noticed.
Turning over and returning to his bedroom, he closed the curtains with a swipe.
In the darkness, without turning on the light, he raised his foot and inspected the scratched wound.
He didn't expect that even though his body was torn apart, the white hair could still move and even scratch his skin. This kind of terrifying vitality made him even more powerful than a fighter.
He felt relieved when he found that the wound showed no signs of infection or suppuration.
Checking the attribute column, he found that killing the vampire did not earn any potential points, which made him a little regretful.
After gathering his thoughts, he began to think carefully about Raphael and vampires.
"There are many signs that the vampire and the gangster at the beach probably monitored and controlled me because of Raphael. So as a person valued by the vampire, Raphael and the others of the Blood Oath Society
, it seems that it will definitely not be a simple organization of ordinary people... Raphael himself must have some kind of power that can rival vampires. This kind of power... combined with the weird phenomena and customs in the town,
It should be a power that only women can master."
Garen suddenly remembered the legend of witches that had been circulating in both the earth and the secret martial world.
"Is it a witch?" He combined the fragments of information he had collected before and added rituals involving ancestors and the like. "It's probably a witch."
After coming up with two guesses, Gallon quickly opened his laptop.
"Perhaps it's time to really study computer technology in depth. Manufacturing involves a software that collects information..." He searched for legends about vampires and witches, and found that there was not much relevant information on the Internet, and more of them were novels and movies.
Entertainment information such as TV series and myths and legends. He has watched these many times. They have no value at all.
After connecting to the website of the National Security Agency, Gallon guessed that perhaps the government department should have records about these things. However, such confidential things may not be connected to the Internet. It is more likely that they are stored internally.
In a LAN computer, this kind of purely closed network, no matter how powerful the hacker skills are, will not work because it has no cables or optical fibers to connect to the outside world.
Unlike before, this time he re-collected various cases across the country, especially homicide and disappearance cases, and Garonne suddenly made new discoveries.
The news reported by the government seems to have been specially screened. The handling of some murder cases seems to be seamless, but in fact something always feels wrong. There are also some confessions and testimonies by bystanders, and there seem to be some contradictions between them.
Traces of clues continued to gather in Garen's thoughts.
He began to become clearer and more certain.
"Vampires, vampires, and witches are not the two of them. At least they are similar existences."
He closed his notebook and sat alone in the dark to quietly collect his thoughts.
The sound of the door closing as parents came back could be faintly heard outside, as well as the sound of my little sister talking to her mother, Therese.
Garen sat on the bedside and recalled the fight with Bai Mao.
The process was very easy. Although his physical fitness has not returned to the level of the totem world, it is now only above the average quality of 2. But with the skill of secret martial arts, it is more than enough to deal with Bai Mao.
"The speed power is about the same as mine. In fact, it should be a little stronger than mine. And the abnormal vitality and recovery power..." Garen rubbed the skin of his head with both hands. "It's just that the technique is too rough, or
It is said that there are no skills at all, just the tricks used by ordinary people to fight, and the speed is too fast to the extent that even he himself cannot control it. There is nothing scary about such a vampire. But... that kind of vitality..."
When he thought that his broken hand was still on the ground and could continue to attack his opponent, Garen's understanding of vampires deepened.
"It's just a little pawn who is following me, but he actually has the same power and speed as me... Sure enough, the advantages of creatures like vampires are too powerful compared to ordinary humans..."
Garen is not worried about this kind of ordinary vampire. From the status point of view, Bai Mao is obviously just a low-level vampire. Such a low-level member has such strong strength and speed, as well as vitality and recovery power, so stronger and more advanced ones
Where are the members?
There are also legends that vampires are truly immortal creatures.
This is very attractive to Garen. Can vampires really live forever? Immortality?
He was very interested in it.
"But don't rush now...take your time." He felt the claws of the secret weapon Hesas, which was slowly progressing. Although it had recovered to this level, it was already very powerful compared to ordinary people, but compared to the vampires
, he obviously felt a little powerless.
If all vampires are at the same level as Bai Mao, then it doesn't matter to him if there are a few more vampires. But if stronger vampires appear, Garen will still have a certain fear of the unknown powerful existence.
After all, according to legend, the vampires are terrifying and powerful creatures that are immortal. You must know that even in the world of secret martial arts and the world of totems, there are no truly immortal creatures.
At most, there are immortal species, but they are also beings that can only live for a thousand years at most, such as the Demon Phoenix. But vampires are different... If we go by what is recorded in the legend, it is not just a thousand years, but maybe even ten thousand years.
All may exist.
"This world is far from being as simple as it was at the beginning..."
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"What, one less follower?"
In the North District Church, a strong white man wearing earrings narrowed his eyes and looked at the subordinate who was reporting to him in front of him.
At night, there were gangsters with bloodstains on their bodies resting in the church. Most of them were more or less injured, some even had their arms missing, or their legs were completely missing.
There were even minor penetrating injuries that looked scary. Some people even had a steel bar on their chests, making the whole church feel like they were on the makeup set of a horror movie.
"Yes, when it was time to change the shift, when I went to find Karl, I found that the guy was missing. I searched everywhere but couldn't find it. He probably left directly." The speaker was a black bald man. At this time, a
The glasses were wrapped in gauze, and there was faint blood seeping out.
"It seems that Raphael made a move. She must have discovered something." The white leader said calmly, "This guy is much more difficult to deal with than her grandma..."
"Now that this line has been discovered, what are your plans next?" The priest came out from the side and looked at the white leader with a frown.
"That's it for the time being. Our losses are not small, and those damn witches are not much different. It is estimated that both sides will have to rest for a while after this time." The white man hesitated, "I always feel that Raphael is planning something. This
This guy is known as the most powerful witch in Glendor in history, and what he does tonight will definitely not be a simple warning."
"That Blood Oath Society, except for the older generation of witches, has only a few dozen core members. As long as you don't break the ancestral agreement and disrupt the balance wantonly, no matter how powerful she is, there is no need to take the initiative to break the rules." The priest shook his head and said.
"Besides, there are some vampires passing by outside. How do you plan to deal with them?"
"What do those outsiders have to do with me?" the white man sneered, "Just leave it to those witches to kill them. I sent someone to warn them before they came in. If you don't follow my Jayne's rules, you deserve to die."
In the bar, the Dj's rhythmic drum music was sung along with foreign lyrics.
The crowd on the dance floor twisted and danced. Under the flashing lights, some screamed, some clapped loudly, and some men and women hugged each other and kissed passionately.
Two muscular white men were each holding a slim girl on the dance floor, twisting their bodies to the rhythm.
As the two shouting hands covered the girl's breasts wantonly, an unknown voice suddenly echoed in their ears.
The two people's pupils shrank, they exchanged glances, pushed the girl in front of them away, separated from the crowd and walked outside.
Ignoring the shouts of inquiry from the girl behind them, the two of them left the bar, turned a few corners, and walked into a dead end on the side.
At night, the alleys are deserted.
Bang!
Two strong women suddenly appeared and grabbed them by their collars and pushed them against the wall.
"You broke the rules."
A beautiful girl with blond hair and a shawl appeared at the entrance of the alley. She stared at the two big men with an indifferent expression.
"Witch? What are the rules? We didn't do anything!" One of the big men roared in a low voice, "We just got here this morning."
With a bang, a woman hit him with her knee, knocking his words back into his stomach.
"You are not allowed to suck blood in public. This is my Grandor rule..."
"Shit!" Another big man interrupted her, "Humans are just livestock, we can eat them whenever we want! If it weren't for you damn women and those traitors from the Ming Party!"
Bang!!
This time the crash was stronger than before.
The big man's eyes turned white, and his words were suddenly knocked back to his stomach.
"A member of the Camarilla?" The blond girl frowned, "Kill them, Grandor does not welcome the Camarilla."
She turned and left the alley, a strange female moan and a ferocious roaring sound could be heard behind her.