sand.
desert.
The gravel brought by the strong wind slapped George's cheek hard, and even with George's physique far exceeding that of ordinary people, his cheek felt a little raw. Looking around, apart from the strong wind that made him unable to open his eyes and the scalding air, there was only this endless amount of gravel.
Even if he turns on his vampire talent, uses his eyes to track heat energy, uses his nose to feel smells, and even uses telepathy to sense living things, these damn sands are like a powerful barrier, making George feel powerless.
After another failure in perception, George lay down on the ground tiredly, lying on the pile of sand. He curled up slightly and let the large wardrobe above his body help him block more wind and gravel. The wardrobe was In the dark corner, George could quietly feel his heartbeat.
"Are you free?"
With no vampires or pursuers, George naturally realized that he had come to a new world and regained his freedom. But when he recalled the price of this freedom, the feeling of being cut by a knife always lingered in his heart.
"Dad, Mom..." The scene of memories gradually unfolded, and the last battle on earth kept fast-forwarding in front of his eyes, and finally returned to normal the moment he entered the magic door:
After entering the magic door, George felt his eyes go dark, and his body was constantly being distorted, compressed, and accelerated by the surrounding space. The concept of time was constantly being stretched in this environment. George didn't know how long he had stayed in the magic door, until the screen suddenly flashed, and a bright starry sky appeared in front of him, as well as a strange,... Bloody moonlight.
However, the strong feeling of weightlessness that came from his whole body made George realize that he was falling rapidly.
The vampire blood in George's body once again saved his life. With the movement of his thoughts, the power of blood crystals spread throughout his body instantly. In a few breaths, the body completed the transformation from solid to mist. The vampire The secret technique - the art of mist, activate!
George, who entered the blood mist form, dived at a speed faster than free fall, and then stopped his body the moment he was about to land. After returning to his human form, George landed steadily, easily defying gravity. harm to him.
However, when he was still congratulating himself for reacting quickly enough, fate dealt a heavy blow to his head - at the end of the last battle, the old vampire Christopher was thrown into the magic door's wardrobe at the last moment. , at this moment, hit the unprepared George with a huge force.
"Ah!" George's scream did not last for half a second before it was completely swallowed up by the shock wave generated when the heavy object landed.
When George woke up, the scene around him had completely changed. There were strong winds, sand and stones, and the wardrobe above his body that made him breathless. Fortunately, the foot of his landing was soft sand, and the wardrobe only knocked him out and nailed his body into the sand. If it were a rocky hill...
Thinking of this, George couldn't help but recall the rotten tomatoes he had accidentally squashed before, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"It's probably a sandstorm now... Since we can't march for the time being, let's take a break, check out the supplies, and see if we can find anything from this closet." Thinking of this, George was a little irritated by the sound of the sandstorm. , and began to inventory the available resources.
"A large-caliber revolver with twenty rounds of ammunition left. In the previous battle, I only used the rocket launcher, but I haven't even used this big weapon." The first thing George checked was the one he had been carrying around his waist and had never been used. After counting the bullets, he carefully wiped the revolver front and back, and put the remaining ammunition into the tactical waist bag.
"There is one fire-breathing spear left, and the nozzle is blocked by gravel. The fire-breathing spear cannot be counted on for the time being. It can only be used as an ordinary military spear. If it is used forcibly, it will probably become a bomb."
The Spitfire's luck is not as good as that of the revolver. Unlike the revolver that is kept in a fully enclosed gun bag, the Spitfire's scabbard is semi-open, which is convenient for quick attacks. However, due to George's whole body before The wardrobe nails that fell from the sky were embedded in the sand, and the spurs tied to his thighs were not spared. A lot of fine sand got into the vent, making it quite troublesome to clean up.
"There are a lot of things in the medical bag, including disinfectants, hemostatic straps, cardiotonic drugs, a few bags of first-aid blood bags, and some auxiliary tools. It looks like they can be used for a while." Although he opened the medical bag, the complete supplies inside surprised George. It really made him feel at ease, but thinking of his dead reapers, George's heart instantly became cold.
"There aren't many clothes in the closet, but they all look high-quality, huh? Wait, what is this?" After counting his supplies, George began to "rummage through the cabinets." However, when he was rummaging through the boxes, a black package caught his attention.
As the military thorns lightly scratched, the black package revealed its true appearance. It was a somewhat old robe, with even some wear and tear on the elbows and armpits. The outside of the robe is gray and black, and the corners of the clothes are wrapped in a layer of blood-red plush. The inside of the robe is completely black. Moreover, after staring for a long time, it seems that there is a dark spell that can be caught. There was a flash of light.
The reason why George noticed this dress was because in the memory of his mother Laura, the Lucifer patriarch Abraham seemed to have such a dress, and whenever Abraham was going to participate in some major events, he would wear this dress. Go out.
After looking at the hole-riddled tactical uniform on his body and touching the "patriarch's same robe", George couldn't help but have some ideas.
"Hiss!"
George tore his tactical uniform to pieces, revealing his muscular upper body. Then he took out his robe and put it on himself.
Unexpectedly, the robe seemed to be a living thing and began to shrink automatically the moment George put it on. The robe, which I originally thought would be one size larger than my body, fit George's body very snugly. Just the slightest chill coming from the robe made George feel slightly uncomfortable.
What George didn't know was that the temperature coming from the robe was the normal body temperature of a vampire.
After checking the robe, George accidentally passed the black package from the corner of his eye and discovered that there was a notebook wrapped in cowhide leather inside.
George picked up the notebook. Unexpectedly, the notebook was quite heavy, and there was a faint magic wave flashing through it. After dusting off the dust, George opened the first page at random, and there was a name printed on it that he hated so much: Christopher Leviathan.
Listening to the violent wind outside the closet, George understood that this was the safest place at this stage. In order to pass the time, he decided to carefully study what was written in the notebook.
