Blood soaked his clothes.


    Cut the gap with a sharp long knife.


    The rotten corpses everywhere are like hell on earth.


    until.


    The shrill scream echoed over the small town of hedelia and gradually stopped.


    Vera knelt on one knee, leaning on a long knife, the thick dark red thing slid down the tip of her nose, breathing heavily.


    A pair of leather boots covered with mud and blood appeared in her sight.


    The girl looked up.


    Grab the little man''s right hand, get up, take a deep breath, wipe the blood off his face with his sleeve, and say, "finished?"


    Hardy frowned and nodded slightly with a cigarette in his mouth.


    Cole stepped on the corpse of an alienated townsman, pulled out the long knife burning with blood flame, and glanced at the church door.


    A young man hid inside, opened a gap in the door leg and secretly watched what happened outside.


    After touching Cole''s eyes.


    Let out a cry and cover your mouth.


    He hurried to close the gate.


    Heard a strange noise.


    Hardy and Vera looked at each other, followed Cole and walked to the church.


    Open the door.


    A frightened and trembling voice suddenly sounded in the church.


    "Don''t --! Don''t kill me! I... I''m not a monster!"


    I saw the young man squatting in the corner, holding his body with both hands and looking at the three people tremblingly.


    Cole walked over.


    The bloody left hand held a just trial, condescended and said coldly, "where is Narcissus locked up?"


    The young man curled up, pointed down and said, "ground... Underground..."


    "Take me down."


    Leave Hardy in the church, Cole and Vera, follow the youth through a secret road hidden under the statue and go deep underground.


    Through a circular staircase.


    The dim and shaking light of the oil lamp appeared at the corner of the long and narrow corridor.


    The choking stench, mixed with the pungent smell of blood, accompanied by a woman''s painful crooning, filled the air.


    Walk around the corner.


    The huge underground palace appeared in front of Cole.


    Walls full of blasphemy symbols.


    Ferocious stone carvings of demons and evil monsters.


    The blood that never solidified flows slowly in the gully of the sacrificial ceremony.


    A dark red cobweb made of pure blood and evil forces stands at the top of the sacrifice ceremony.


    Narcissus.


    A female vampire who once met Cole.


    The naked fruit body hangs in the center of the cobweb like a meat animal.


    Her wrists and ankles were cut and scarlet dripping.


    A long tube was fixed in her mouth, and the other end was connected to a huge living blood pool.


    A transverse crack in the stomach is particularly eye-catching.


    I heard footsteps.


    The extremely weak female vampire, hard to open her eyes, black eyes in the past, lost her elegant and arrogant look, and became dull and numb.


    The blurred vision and trance spirit made her unable to see who was walking here.


    even to the extent that.


    The desire to survive has fallen to a low point.


    At the mercy of others, I just want to get out of this suffering earlier.


    Vera witnessed for the first time the cult held a sacrificial ceremony, full of strangeness and blood, and cruel and tyrannical treatment of the living.


    Xiumei frowned tightly.


    Especially when she noticed that the tortured immature Narcissus felt the inexplicable empathy, her right hand unconsciously grasped the handle of the knife.


    The young man swallowed his saliva, looked at Cole in fear and said carefully, "can I... Go?"


    Cole didn''t respond.


    Raise the just trial and pull the trigger.


    The young man''s pupils contracted suddenly and shouted in horror, "no, no, no..."


    Bang——


    Blood splashed.


    The body of the young man with only half his head fell to the ground and there was no movement.


    Pull off the blood supply tube fixed in Narcissus''s mouth.


    Also stimulated by gunfire.


    The vampire''s numb consciousness recovered a little. Even if the light of the underground palace was extremely dim, her natural vision could help her see Cole clearly.


    She was stunned first.


    Dirty dark long hair, messy hanging in front of him, bowed his head and said weakly, "you''re too late, demon hunter, everything... Too late..."


    Cole motioned Vera to stand where she was.


    Step to the center of the ceremony, stand under the female vampire, look up and say coldly, "tell me what you know."


    After a silence.


    Narcissus said hoarsely, "the son of the devil has come to the world, and the minions of the Lord of pain are accumulating strength.


    The catastrophe... Is coming. "


    Hear the name ''son of the devil''.


    Cole looked at the female vampire''s abdomen, the ferocious wound like a caesarean section, understood what she wanted to express, and said, "what about you?"


    The female vampire''s voice was filled with sad sadness and gloomy despair. "Soon, the blood pool will submerge the whole palace.


    My death and sacrifice will make it receive all the power given by the Lord of pain.


    Demon hunter.


    You can''t save me. "


    Vera stood in the distance, frowned and shouted, "if we don''t save you, won''t we let the devil''s son come to earth?


    We are demon hunters. It''s impossible... "


    Narcissus''s desperate voice, filled with hatred and numbness from the betrayal of his clan, interrupted, "the soul of those who save me will be cursed by the Eternal Lord of pain.


    Mortals cannot bear the power of a hell demon


    Don''t waste your time on me, demon hunter.


    let''s go...


    Get out of here. "


    Vera frowned.


    Cole didn''t respond to her advice.


    Expressionless, raise the just judgment.


    The roaring bullet wrapped in blood flame broke through the blood cobweb connecting the wall.


    The pure destruction and killing power of the secret art of slaughter ignite the flames of anger, ignite the blood of sacrifice, and rise the stench and smoke.


    Take a step forward.


    Catch the falling Narcissus.


    At this moment.


    All the light in the palace.


    It quickly becomes dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    The cold, foul wind roared through.


    As if there were some abomination, peeping at Cole''s soul in a dark corner, wrapped in extreme malice, trying to root in his soul.


    Suddenly.


    When the eternal curse of the demon God of hell attacks Cole''s soul.


    In the realm of the soul.


    Like the terror of the gods at dusk, they turned into an invisible breath of killing, covered the cold and smelly wind, and crushed the vicious curse wandering outside his soul!


    It seems to say: God killers only accept great death!


    This is the terrible curse after Cole slaughtered the gods. It is also a cruel butcher''s knife that crushes all the dirty means of the gods except death.


    In an instant.


    The darkness subsided.


    Cole bowed his head and looked straight into the dark eyes of Narcissus, who was weak and could be unconscious at any time.


    Lack of emotional fluctuation tone, full of contempt for hell demon God, said, "the devil doesn''t have the courage to curse my soul, vampire."


    The voice fell.


    After the ceremony was destroyed.


    Violent vibration came, the gravel fell and the ground cracked.


    The tumbling blood pool kept surging up.


    Cole hugged natchisus and quickly returned to the ground with Vera.


    Hardy, who was guarding above, was relieved to see them go out of the underpass.


    But when he saw the tortured minors, he had been to the karadishan site with him. The mysterious and beautiful female vampire nachisus frowned and said, "how did she become like this?"