Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 261 26. Dracula's Tomb--Adding more for the Taipal brothers, the head of Xinshou Village [1340]

The new stronghold of the American Presbyterian Church, which was hit hard in last night's war, is not far from the barbershop run by ghost fans that the blade found.

This new stronghold...well, how should I put it?

It still inherited the tradition of vampires looking for a place to stay. It didn't see the sun all day long, it was cold and damp, and even though it had been cleaned and remodeled, it still had a disgusting smell.

That's right, those remnants and defeated generals were hiding in the sewers northeast of Staten Island.

"What a place for mice."

Blade walked quietly in this ancient sewer, and it could be seen that this place was a secret place transformed by the Presbyterian Church, and this transformation must have lasted for a long time.

Perhaps before Guetaro became Speaker, this was already one of the sanctuaries of the Presbyterian Church on the entire East Coast.

Although there is no disgusting sewage and garbage at your feet, walking in the sewer is not a comfortable thing. This underground passage is like a city maze. Open the secret door driven by magic, so that, except for their own people, even if other people enter the sewer, they will not be able to find them,

But this effective defense is of little use to vampire hunters.

Even vampires leave traces when they move, and those traces that ordinary people cannot see, to vampire hunters, to be precise, to demon hunters, they are as obvious as stars in the dark.

Miss Bloodstone once said that every official demon hunter has their senses enhanced by the mutagen, and they are all true masters of tracking and hunting.

In the eyes of Dao Feng, in this dim path, those light footprints exude a reddish light in the darkness, like road signs, indicating the direction for him to move forward.

After walking for more than ten minutes in the complex maze-like sewer, Blade finally arrived at his destination.

It was a closed cul-de-sac that looked like the rest of the sewer.But when Dao Feng tapped his finger on the wall, the echo that was too hollow meant that there was a huge space behind the wall.

"It's here."

Blade moved his shoulders, and he took out a bundle of plastic bombs from the pocket of the windbreaker. This is a military explosive from S.H.I.E.L.D., which is amazingly powerful and easy to use.

He skillfully pasted the bundle of bombs on the wall, and then returned to the corner. After a few silent counts, a terrifying detonation, accompanied by the sound of the wall vibrating, sounded in this quiet sewer.

The scorching flames rubbed against the edge of the sewer like a storm and rolled out. Before the scorching smoke had dissipated, holding the blades of a long sword and a rapid-fire pistol, facing the scorching smoke, rushed into the blasted sewer. After the secret door.

"Sapris, Mazefak!"

In the deep greetings of the blade, in the sound of bomb explosions, in the noise and chaos of screams, the bullets flew out of the gun chamber, the wailing of the dying, the cry for help and the panic of fleeing.

In this lair of Presbyterian vampires, another massacre has begun.

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"boom"

A few minutes later, with the blade full of blood, amidst the flying ashes behind him, he kicked open the door at the deepest part of the empty underground hall.

What appeared in front of his eyes was a secret room with exquisite and luxurious decoration, almost full of bookshelves, and a small burning fireplace.

In front of the blade, the "resurrected" Speaker Getaro was sitting in front of the burning fireplace, throwing some letters in his hand into the burning flame.

This meticulously dressed guy seemed to have anticipated the arrival of Dao Feng, and he was not in a panic. When Dao Feng walked towards him with a silver sword in his hand, he coughed a few times and said to Dao Feng:

"I thought it would be that Mr. Merlin who came in person. But I didn't expect that it was you who came..."

"Tell me, Blade, when did you become the lackey of those humans?"

The answer to this sarcasm was a long silver sword whistling and slashing down. The blade had no intention of saying anything to the leader of the vampire at all.But facing the falling long sword, Gaetaro, who was sitting on a chair with his back to the blade, almost did not dodge or dodge, allowing the long sword to cut off his arm.

With a cry of pain, Gaetaro gritted his teeth and threw all the letters in his hand into the flames / And it wasn't until this time that Dao Feng noticed that Gaetaro's situation was very strange.

It's not that it doesn't want to dodge this attack, but it simply can't dodge.

The vampire chairman's complexion is very pale, even for a vampire, that complexion is too pale.His face was covered with burn scars, his legs were already deformed, and he looked as if he had suffered a great deal of torture.

It did escape the fate of death from the lunatic Dickon, but for a pure-blooded vampire like it that has not reached a high level, using the substitute's blood secret technique to escape death also requires paying a price.

In Blade's eyes, he could feel that this pure-blooded vampire was already very weak. Even if Merlin didn't issue a mission to assassinate it, it would die naturally due to its serious injuries in a few days.

But the more this happened, the heavier the uneasiness in Dao Feng's heart.

Since Gaetaro is about to die, why did he support his weak body in last night's battle to save the Council of Elders?

Is it really so impartial to this extent?

"Hehe, from your expression, I can see doubt and ignorance."

Gaetaro, who was suppressing the pain, stared at the blade, which laughed in a strange voice and said:

"You think you won? Wrong... Big mistake!"

"The Gaetaro family's existence has never been for power and status. What we stick to is a more sacred mission. It's a pity that you are one step too late."

"Seize the opportunity to enjoy life, the time left for you is running out..."

Amidst the sharp and weird laughter, the weak vampire pulled a mechanism on the armrest of the chair. The moment the weird sound appeared, Blade stretched out his hand and grabbed something from Gaetaro, and then the whole person was like Like a gust of wind, it rushed out towards the exit of the underground hall.

"Boom, boom, boom"

One after another, terrifying explosions follow behind the blade like a shadow. Those deep buried and detonated bombs arouse the fire of destruction like a raging fire dragon in the depths of the sewer. Between its roars, the American Presbyterian Church The last stronghold in New York, together with its secrets, was completely buried in the dust.

A few minutes after the explosion subsided, the ashen-faced blade came out from another exit nearly a thousand meters away from the sewer where the explosion occurred.

The windbreaker on his body has been completely destroyed, and his face and body are covered with scars from the explosion, but the powerful self-healing power of the day walker is quickly repairing those burns.

Dao Feng glanced back at the completely collapsed sewer behind him, he shook his head, then raised his left hand, in the palm of his hand, a ring with a certain mark was shining brightly in the sun.

But even with the warm sunshine, the ring still exudes a coolness when it touches the blade's skin.

This is undoubtedly a magic item, and most importantly, the mark on this ring is recognized by Blade.

"Now..."

The vampire hunter looked at the ring, and said in a low tone:

"It's really troublesome."

A few hours later, in Merlin's mansion, after a few hours of sleep, the recovered Merlin had just finished a simple meal when he heard a knock on the door.

He opened the door in pajamas, and saw a serious blade standing in front of him.

"Mission completed?"

Merlin asked:

"Are you so efficient?"

"It's just chasing down a group of down-and-out vampires, how difficult can it be?"

Blade walked into the room, and he said to Merlin:

"But I ran into some troublesome problems."

"Tell me."

While making tea, Merlin said:

"What's the problem? Is it related to Gaetaro? And, are you sure it's dead?"

"It's dead."

Blade said affirmatively:

"No vampire can survive that kind of explosion, not even a high-ranking vampire. But, how much do you know about Gaetaro's family?"

"Ok?"

Merlin looked back at Blade, and he said with a puzzled face:

"You are a vampire hunter who has lived for more than 30 years. You have hunted and killed rats in the dark all over the American continent. You have spent much more time dealing with the elders of the blood clan than I do. You should be more aware of this issue than I am. yes."

"I know some, but what I know is not enough to answer my current doubts."

Dao Feng sat on the sofa, he said frankly to Merlin:

"Perhaps the information you found has the answer I need. Anyway, tell me, what do you know about that family?"

"The Gaetaro family."

Merlin took the tea and walked to the sofa. He sat there, recalling the information in the alien monitoring list he had read, and said:

"This family, like the Supreme Family, migrated to North America from other places, but they are earlier than the Supreme Family. It is said that they can be traced back to the end of the Civil War. At that time, the internal contradictions of the Sanguine Presbyterian Church were quite sharp, and Fighting against the Magic Council."

"The 12 pure-blood families in America need power, and the Getaro family has power, so after more than ten years of cooperation, they finally became members of the Blood Clan Presbyterian Church. But I heard that because the Getaro family and the 12 Families do not originate from the same ancestor, so their status within the Presbyterian Church is somewhat awkward, and many secrets of the 12 families will not be told to them."

"It's like the inheritance of the blood god this time."

Merlin says:

"If it wasn't for the group of vampires from South America who migrated here, I'm afraid this secret would have been covered up forever."

"It seems that you don't know much either."

Blade shook his head in disappointment. Under Merlin's gaze, he threw a delicate one on the table, and he said:

"I found the origin of the Getaro family."

Blade's expression became serious, and he said to Merlin who picked up the ring:

"Do you recognize the symbol on the ring?"

Merlin didn't answer, he looked at the weird cuneiform symbol on the ring, and after a few seconds, he whispered:

"The famous Dracula...how could I not know it? You mean, the Gaetaro family are Dracula's followers?"

"Yes!"

Blade said affirmatively:

"Before he committed suicide, Guetaro had a few words with me. It was like a demonstration and a curse before he died. He told me that we had missed the last chance and I didn't know what it was planning. , but judging from the ring I snatched back, it should be related to its ancestors. Perhaps, they have found Dracula's tomb."

"The time is not right."

Merlin stroked the ring and said:

"Dracula woke up in 1992, eight years ago. When he woke up, he was sniped head-on by the vampire hunter Ulysses Master Bloodstone, who was also prepared by Elsa. father."

"Although we don't know where Master Ulysses is now, I can be sure that Dracula will definitely not be in America now, and there is a high probability that he was injured, and may have been sealed again. "

"Year 1992?"

Blade's brow frowned even tighter.

"I know that Gaetaro has a younger sister who is a well-known 'crazy' in the East Coast vampire society. She had a falling out with Gaetaro in 92 and was kicked out of New York. Now it is said that she is living alone in Chicago. This It shouldn't be a coincidence between the two things, right?"

"Hard to say."

Merlin shook his head, looked at the ring in his hand, and said:

"Looks like it's time to send someone to Chicago."

"I'll go."

Blade took back the ring, and he said to Merlin:

"I'm going to accompany Whistler to the west coast to find his daughter. If I have time, I will go to Chicago. If this matter really has something to do with Dracula, then you can only send someone to die... .It's not the same as Vlad III who was revived and weakened, the original vampire is immortal, it's too dangerous."

"you?"

Merlin looked at the blade, and after a while, he said:

"Why are you so enthusiastic? Is there any grievance between you and Dracula?"

"No."

Blade replied decisively:

"But I know that once Dracula really appears in North America, it will bring a disaster. I am a vampire hunter, and it is my mission to prevent this disaster. Even without you, I will fulfill this duty. "

"That's it."

Merlin rubbed his chin, and after a few seconds of thinking, he said to Blade:

"I will give you an official identity so that you will not be disturbed during the search, and then you and I will keep sharing information. Once you find anything of value, you must tell me as soon as possible, okay?"

"identity?"

Blade raised his left hand and waved the black bracelet on his wrist:

"Isn't this the identity? I am your monitored person now."

"No, not this one."

Merlin shook his head:

"It's going to take a few days to work, and I'll get back to you when it's done. If someone like you isn't put to good use, it's really a relapse in our job. I mean..."

"Eric, are you interested in working for me?"

(End of this chapter)