At the Manchester City Hospital on Tocas Street, a masked black shadow jumped over the hospital wall, and her steps were somewhat floating through the empty corridor of the hospital. After a while, she came to a blocked white iron door on the third floor.
He took out a wire and poked it twice into the keyhole. The door opened and she walked in. There were big cabinets inside. She pulled it open and sealed bags of blood in those big cabinets.
She pulled a bag of blood and poured it into her mouth.
After drinking a bag of blood.
Her breath seemed to have recovered a lot. She did not continue to drink, but picked up a backpack and threw the blood bag inside into it, filling the backpack. She had just walked to the door, and suddenly her face changed and she was busy.
Back.
boom!
The entire iron door was split open by a huge sword and split into pieces.
The black shadow rushed to the window, knocked open the window glass, and jumped out of the three floors. In the air, a few silver lights shot towards her very fast. She tried her best to move in the air, but she still didn't avoid all of them.
, a silver light hit his abdomen.
She screamed and fell to the ground.
A silver arrow was inserted into her abdomen, with a faint white light flashing on it, burning her abdomen to keep smoking.
The black shadow grabbed the arrow, screamed, and pulled out the arrow with a large piece of flesh and blood. She got up and ran away staggeringly.
A burst of laughter came from the darkness: "Dear, don't waste your energy, can you run away?"
"No one can escape our Dark Moon Demon Hunting Team's pursuit."
Five people jumped out of the darkness, like hunters chasing wounded wild wolfs, shuttled through the night at a speed beyond ordinary people. From time to time, whistles and strange laughter were heard in the darkness, full of jokes and playfulness.
The running masked black shadow fell down, revealing a beautiful face.
It was Monica.
However, her face was a bit ferocious and ugly.
Although the arrow in the abdomen was pulled out, the residual energy inside was still corroding her bloodline.
In addition, the old injuries suffered when escaping from the pursuit these days.
It made her in a very bad condition.
She jumped out of the hospital wall and ran on the road.
Those ghostly witch hunters still appeared and disappeared in the dark, like maggots on their tars, making her unable to get rid of them. From time to time, gunshots and bows and arrows broke through the air.
She knew that these witch hunters were all professional hunting masters, and their weapons all had the attribute of breaking evil.
He has rich experience in dealing with a blood clan like her.
Monica ran left and right, and instead of running away, she escaped into a dead end. She was panting and knew that it was useless to escape. Not only could she not get rid of them, but she would exhaust herself.
When Monica was standing, five figures appeared on the wall around her, on the ground, front, back, left and right.
"Why don't you escape?" The person who spoke was a silver-haired young man wearing a leather jacket, like a Gothic young man, but holding a big sword wider than his waist, like a door panel, flashing with a cold light.
Beside her was a woman holding a silver bow.
One fat and the other is thin, one is holding a revolver and the other is holding a mace.
Behind him is a man like a white robe priest, emitting a sacred aura on his body.
Monica roared.
The wings behind him spread out, turned into the blood clan's original form, and rushed forward.
The young man sneered, and slashed down hard with a big sword in his hand. The sharp sword light cut open the earth. Monica suddenly changed direction and rushed towards the fat man on the left wall.
Bang bang bang bang!
The fat man shot quickly.
Three silver magic bullets present the word "Qing" to block Monica's route.
Monica burst into a blood mist, and three bullets passed through the blood mist. She rushed to the fat man in an instant, and her sharp nails grabbed the other person's throat.
The fat man was shocked, and he didn't expect Monica to have such a strong resistance now.
Seeing the extremely sharp blood clan claw approaching, the fat man was both jealous. He was just a gunman, but he did not have the ability to block the blood clan claws.
boom!
Suddenly, a milky white holy light came from the sky and hit Monica.
Monica screamed and fell to the ground.
The priest in white robe not far away muttered: "In the name of the Lord, dispel the evil of the world."
Monica fell to the ground, smoking all over her body. The milky white sacred power eroded her body, as if she was thrown into a fire and barbecued, making her roll around the ground in pain.
The fat man came to his senses and shouted at the white-robed priest: "Arthur, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have been killed by this little girl, a damn blood clan."
The fat man raised his gun and swept at Monica.
Monica was swept by a shuttle of demon-breaking bullets, screaming repeatedly, and blood lights burst out on her body.
"Damn Valu, you pig, stop me, kill her, and we will lose half of the bounty, and I have something to ask him." The Goth silver-haired young man jumped onto the wall and kicked
Kick the fat man away.
He even looked at Monica. Monica was covered in blood and was lying on the ground, smoking was still coming out of her body, but fortunately, the blood clan's vitality was strong enough and she did not die.
The silver-haired young man kicked Monica over, lay on his back, squatted down, looked at Monica's beautiful face twisted in pain, and smiled and said, "Dear, I'm so sorry, I'm so hurt you so much, this is not
My original intention is that as long as you tell me the whereabouts of the Chinese man and help us find him, I swear in the name of the Lord that I will let you go.”
Monica moved her throat, but she didn't make any sound.
The silver-haired young man thought she wanted to talk, so he got closer.
Monica suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and a word popped out from her teeth: "Get out."
The silver-haired young man wiped the blood foam on his face and laughed: "It's interesting, I haven't encountered such an interesting blood clan for a long time. Oh, I forgot, you all have been killed. It's such a pity. It seems you
I am the only blood clan in the world. It will be very interesting to celebrate catching you tonight."
The silver-haired young man grabbed Monica's feet and dragged her to the top of a nearby church: "Crucible her to the cross."
The fat and thin man beside him quickly grabbed Monica's hand, took out the silver spikes, and nailed all her hands and feet to the cross. Monica screamed in pain.
The priest muttered something, and the holy light enveloped Monica, making her feel like she was burning in flames, and she was in great pain.
Watching her skin turn charred little by little.
The clothes on his body also turned into ashes.
Holy light spurted out from eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Many hallucinations appeared in front of Monica. Her parents, her long-term kisses, and her ancestors all appeared in front of her, but these were all destroyed one by one, and in the end there was only a huge blood shadow, like Satan.
Void.
She shouted to the sky: "Master!"
It seemed as if I heard her shout.
boom!
A blazing blood light in the sky, like a meteorite, tearing the sky into pieces and falling from the sky!