'Boom, boom, boom'
The sound of the train's wheels spread through the night. Under the not-so-bright streetlights, Victoria followed Accardo to an almost unfamiliar neighborhood.
If she hadn't seen people holding mobile phones around, she would have begun to wonder if she was still in London in the twentieth century.
Everything here is so retro, as if the city's construction has never affected this place.
Under the leadership of Accardo, the two figures soon arrived at a train track bridge in this forgotten neighborhood. It was connected to underground tracks extending in all directions, and many sewer hubs were also gathered here.
Almost as soon as I got closer, I saw a group of bats and mice suddenly scattering.
It's just different from ordinary bats and mice that are extremely afraid of people approaching.
After discovering that these two creatures had no body temperature, the fleeing bats and mice began to gather together in the shadows again, especially those mice that still revealed their red eyes in the darkness.
"These rats..."
I don't know if it was because of Accardo's reminder, but Victoria felt that her sense of smell was becoming more and more sensitive, and she discovered some very familiar smells from those mice.
It was a taste she would never forget after encountering it once.
...the smell of ghoul!
"Looks like they ate something indigestible..."
Accardo didn't release anything. Just relying on his superior bloodline, rats exploded in the darkness, and soon the smell of blood filled the bridge hole.
Only then did Victoria, who looked shocked, notice that under the dark rats, there was a body that had been chewed until half of its bones were exposed.
"It's..."
"Smells like a ghoul!"
"But why did the ghoul die here?"
After a quick identification, Victoria already knew the identity of the corpse. What surprised her even more was that a ghoul actually fell in an unknown bridge cave.
You must know that although these ghouls have no sense, they are still invincible to normal people.
How could it be eaten by rats so easily?
"Master, someone has taken action?"
Turning his head, he saw that Accardo had already reached the depths of the bridge cave.
Under the blood-red coat and politeness, the pale and thin face revealed a crazy smile.
"Human? It may not be human. This smell may indicate that some of our colleagues have entered the hunt!"
"Interesting, so interesting!"
...
In the dead of night, at midnight, a big man wearing a coat and smelling of alcohol was walking staggeringly on the road.
Under the dim street light, he raised his head and looked around with some difficulty, muttered something, and then continued walking forward.
Not far away, a figure's eyes were gleaming red, as if he saw something tempting and delicious.
However, this figure hidden in the darkness seemed to be very patient. It was not until the big man turned the corner and entered a corner without even a street light that he finally slowly walked out.
This is a middle-aged man wearing a thoughtful suit and looking like an extremely gentleman.
Wearing white gloves and a pair of well-dressed, upper-class clothes.
It's just that at this point in time, his appearance seems to be incompatible with the surrounding environment, and when he smiles, the four sharp teeth revealed represent his hidden identity.
"Why, why does it smell so bad..."
The big man who was swaying as if he was about to fall to the ground suddenly squatted down and kept falling forward as if he was retching.
And the thick neck full of vitality was also exposed to the eyes of the middle-aged man behind him. In an instant, bloodthirsty desire overwhelmed his reason, and the pupils in his eyes were dyed red.
The crazy secretion of saliva represents his desire for fresh life.
In just an instant, the middle-aged man's figure disappeared from the spot, as if a ball quickly drew an arc in the air, and then landed next to the big man's neck.
Like a hungry wolf that has captured its prey, the four sharp teeth without any hesitation directly engulfed the neck where the hot liquid was gushing, just as he began to absorb the sweet food.
The severe pain emanating from his mouth covered his nerves!
'Ahem! ! '
Because of the backflow of blood, his throat, which was unable to make a sound, was firmly grasped by a strong arm, and it was useless to let him struggle with his strength far beyond that of ordinary people.
And a gun sword that seemed to be leaking light passed directly through the middle-aged man's mouth, and was still exerting downward force to slit his throat.
The originally drunken man also revealed his face at this time. Under the frame, his facial features could not be seen, and his rough face was full of Nordic temperament.
The neat short hair and the cross worn around his neck showed that he was not simple.
"May our Father in heaven forgive your sins."
"Amen!"
The prayer-like congratulations fell, and the sharp blade cut off the throat of this inhuman alien.
The blade attached to the blessed holy power possesses power that these rubbish can't stop. Soon, this inhuman alien began to flow out fishy blood, and then part of the blood boiled and evaporated.
The originally plump body also became shriveled and smelly at this moment.
"That's it again..."
"They are obviously not those blood-sucking bastards, and they are sensible. They look like ghouls, but they are not ghouls..."
"What the hell is this."
The big man stood up, took off his alcohol-smelling coat, and revealed the priest's robe underneath. The collar was straightened and his body was slim, revealing his even more powerful and powerful body.
The majestic power seems to be able to tear everything apart.
As the trump card of the Vatican's "Thirteen Branches of Betrayer", which specializes in targeting aliens, Father Alexander Anderson is an internationally renowned alien hunter.
He is a regenerated person who uses technology beyond science to transform his body. He is nicknamed 'The Killer', 'The Decapitation Detective', 'The Regenerator', 'Angel Dust', and 'The Gunsword Priest'.
As we all know, you can know what kind of character this sturdy priest is as long as he is called by the wrong name and not by the wrong nickname.
No matter how direct he was in doing things, he noticed something was wrong with his opponent during this period.
After sending the information back, he did not receive any response, which had to make Father Anderson wonder whether the Vatican had discovered something, but he was still hesitating.
I have experienced a lot, even if it is just a sharp blade, I still have my own experience.
He could sense this series of things, especially the fact that behind the sudden increase in these blood-sucking bastards in London, there was a large network that had been spread out.
'But it's none of my business for now. '
After taking a look at the corpse on the ground, Father Anderson had no intention of stopping.
Just as he turned around, a suppressed voice with a hint of fun and excitement sounded.
"If you steal prey on my territory, you have to leave..."
"When did the guy from the Vatican become so eggless?"
