On the sloped lawn by the roadside, a staggering man with a pale face covered his chest and kept moving forward on the grass.
Every time he took a step, yellow and black bullets would squeeze out from the fingers of his covered chest. These bullets fell to the ground one after another, falling on the grass, but there was no trace of blood.
There is only a red gap in the wound between the man's fingers. This gap is like a mouth, and bullets will be spit out every once in a while.
Under the scorching sunlight, the man's skin became increasingly pale, and you could clearly see a scar like a red moon between his eyebrows.
He looked back behind him from time to time, as if he was worried that someone was chasing him.
His lips were chapped and crusty, like those of someone who hasn't drank water for a long time.
Tsk tsk tsk!
In an instant, three black shadows appeared around him, forming a triangle and surrounding him in the middle.
No faces could be seen in the three black figures. They seemed to be three men wearing black cloaks, and the light around them was a bit blurry.
Without any sound or words, three black figures appeared and flew toward the man in the middle, like three black lightning bolts, but they didn't make any sound.
With the same scoff, the body of the man in the middle blurred for a while and disappeared directly on the spot. With a flash, he appeared dozens of meters away in the distance.
However, the three black figures just stood in their original position, tilting their bodies, and then fell to the ground with a pop, turning into three balls of black ash, and even their clothes were completely turned into ashes.
Glancing at the three ashes on the ground, the man coughed a few times.
"The plot to murder Lord Hongyue... You people... should all die! If it weren't for the blood alliance's blockade... Lord Pale must have someone from the secret party around him! We must find a way..."
The man's figure quickly disappeared into the woods.
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on the plane
Garen fell into deep thought.
His Killing Hand secret weapon is a top-level secret weapon derived from the Demon King Gu Yinduo. It has a powerful ability to absorb life. This ability is also very lethal against ordinary vampires, but I don’t know if it can be used against Death Apostle-level vampires.
Effect.
At this time, he took a closer look at his current state of secret martial arts.
Soul Seed: Northern Halberdier Han Yan Zhen Shui Xie Gong.’
‘Violin Mastery: Second, Mastery Level. (Three levels in total)’
‘Hand of Killing: The third level: bloody. (Four levels in total. Can be derived and evolved to higher levels)
Hesas, one of the forty-two demon kings of Guyinduo, has an indescribable talent for killing. His eyes can annihilate souls as long as they are touched. It is said that his hands can make everything return to death, whether it is living or non-living things...
'
"Fifteen potential points, if the level of the Killing Hand is forcibly raised..." Garen wanted to predict the effect of the Killing Hand after calculation, but unfortunately. This magic skill is different from the Life Skill he had practiced before.
Secret weapons are all different, and he cannot predict the level after the simulation.
Garen set his sights on the Killing Hand skill.
Suddenly a short message flashed through my mind.
'To improve the killing hand, ten potential points are needed.'
If it is impossible to practice another power system in a short period of time, then choosing the evolution of Killing Hand with unknown progress may be a good direction.
Garen finally made up his mind and focused his eyes on the killing hand.
In an instant, the icon began to blur, followed by violent shaking.
The potential points dropped rapidly like a waterfall. The value dropped from fifteen points to only five points in an instant. The five potential points that I had just obtained were quickly gone. I could only wait until I took over all the cultural relics and antiques from the Men in Black organization.
Maybe there will be a new addition.
The Killing Hand icon quickly began to stabilize.
Soon, a new triangular icon with a black light edge regrouped and formed.
‘Hand of Killing: The fourth level: Slaughter (derivative levels are being formed...)
The crazy killing brought supreme pleasure to Hesas. His hands began to be able to take away the enemy's soul through specific acupuncture points. The killing hands after the fourth level will be able to accumulate more vitality and pass through
Collect the practitioner's own information to form a new derivative level.'
The soul seed has an additional strengthening effect - Ice Essence (the ice damage added to the attack can cause freezing damage to the enemy. It has strong resistance to the ice environment)'
Garen carefully inspected it for a long time, but did not find any big changes in the killing hand on the fourth floor. It was just that the capacity to store vitality increased, and then the corresponding part of the secret weapon naturally appeared in his mind. Those are killings.
Some unannotated acupoint information recorded by Zhishou Miwu itself. Some of these acupoints are known to him, but there are only a few that he has not discovered. All of them can be fatal, but such things are of no value to him. He has
He has countless secret martial arts killing skills, but he really has no way to deal with such strange existences as the Vampire Dead Apostles. If he really follows what ag said and can't kill them if they can't find their true form, then it will be really troublesome.
.
A little disappointed, but after all, nothing will develop according to one's own wishes.
He quickly ignored it. When the Vampire War began, he would always find an opportunity to hunt a Vampire above the median level as a test subject for his killing hand.
At this moment, the ancient scroll in his hand suddenly moved slightly.
Garen quickly opened the ancient scroll gently and placed it at an angle that would not be seen by outsiders.
A clear line of text finally appeared on it, which was written by ag obviously.
‘Hongyue, the second dead disciple of the Ming Party, was seriously injured and escaped and disappeared. Maybe you can start your first step of practice.’
'To become a true witch, dreaming is the first step.'
Next, ag began to educate Garlon about the classification of wizards and witches.
It is also divided according to the corresponding classification of vampires, Death Apostle level, upper level, middle level, lower level. Apprentice (vampire), they are actually divided into levels according to the level of vampires they can deal with.
Until now, there is only one Dead Apostle-level witch among wizards - the Lion Mother. The rest of the regional leaders are only high-ranking witches, and the only known high-ranking wizard is him.
....
Wizards are actually on the verge of disappearing from history and have been completely eliminated by the witch community.
‘That’s why the Vampires are so powerful. Because they have four Death Apostles.’ ag reads.
"Then my strength is only at the upper level?" Garen asked.
'Your situation is very dangerous and strange, but perhaps it is the strange power of your hands that makes the vampires afraid. So even though you have no resistance to conscious dreams, the other party still does not attack you. You are special. But, you
The power of his hands could not protect your consciousness, so you were still affected by him in that dream. This means that you are still in danger. Your strength is far from enough to deal with the attack of the Dead Apostles.'
'Unless you are willing to free your hands. But that is only a temporary relief. The Dead Apostles are immortal and you cannot kill them. Of course, I am not very sure what will happen when you face the Death Apostles.'
Garen frowned.
"Now, if I put aside my own power, how long will it take me to learn the basics of your power system?"
'I don't know, maybe a month, maybe longer.'
"You just said that the Second Dead Apostle named Hongyue actually escaped with serious injuries? Didn't it mean that they are difficult to kill? The true body can't be found."
'There are two Dead Apostles who are extremely familiar with him and are besieging him. My information has always been through the exact channel. No doubt about it. Even the First Death Apostle Wan Wan doesn't know about this news. But it can't be kept secret for long.' ag replied.
"Then which camp did the Death Apostles who marked me belong to?" Garen asked.
'Unfortunately, I don't know, but I have a guess, a very bold guess. Maybe that Dead Apostle does not belong to any camp at all, and its aura mark is something I have never seen before.'
"You mean, a new Death Apostle who has been wandering outside the two camps?"
'Maybe it's worse...'
"Then what did you mean by alliance in the first place? Is it your companion?" Garen asked again.
There was silence for a moment, and then the words came back.
'The minimum condition for becoming a wizard is to have an ally. That is a companion who can be trusted without any barriers. We generally believe that it is a body consciousness separated from the self, but no one has studied it clearly. You can ask him questions
, he will answer all your questions, which you know instinctively but cannot discover from the depths of your memory.'
Garen frowned deeply.
He doesn't like giving trust to others without even knowing the details. That alliance sounds like a precursor to schizophrenia...
Maybe we can just study the wizard's power system and absorb the part that deals with vampires...
He began to have the idea that as long as a large number of cultural relics from the men in black were obtained, he might have a new batch of potential points, and then he would have more choices.
He had a hunch that the derivative levels after the Killing Hand might give him unexpected surprises. Although he couldn't figure out the subsequent principles...
As for ag's evaluation of him, he naturally won't care too much. After all, he still has many things that have not been exposed. For example, his courage...
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United States - Grandotown
Night, 10:12
Aisha Luo and her sister Arisa were walking out of the small supermarket on the roadside. The car had been filled with gas and the gas card was swiped.
Aishaluo motioned for her sister to get in the car first, and took out her cell phone to read the text message. The white light of the cell phone shone on her face, making it look a bit dazzlingly white.
In a blink of an eye, it had been several years since the sisters came to this small town. She did the math, but she couldn't figure it out for a moment. Such a peaceful life was so comfortable that they almost forgot about their previous days.
"Hey sister, there is a person lying here!" Suddenly the voice of my sister Arisa came from the other side of the car.
"Um?"
Aishaluo smoothed her long hair with one hand and strode over.
On the other side of his white car, he saw a man lying in tatters and unconscious.
There were no wounds or blood on the man's body, and he looked like a homeless man.
"Sister, let's take him home, shall we?" Alisha seemed to be overflowing with compassion. She had always been like this, having great love for poor things, whether they were humans or animals.
"No, that's a man. What if he has bad intentions?" Aisharo decided to take the opportunity to educate his sister.
"Sister, are you still afraid of such a thin man?" Alisha asked in confusion, "Didn't you use to fight five or six men with ease?"
Seeing his sister's pleading expression, Aisharo sighed helplessly.
"Okay, okay, let's wait until he gets back. It's not like he hasn't encountered him before..."
Neither of them noticed that the unconscious man had a red-moon-like scar between his eyebrows, which was the symbol of the blood clan of Red Moon's subordinates. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!