This aura is deadly

This book is related to that formation!

Seeing Chen Ke thinking about something while holding the book, Richter curiously approached him to see what he was reading.

"What?" Richter asked.

"You didn't study this kind of thing in your time?" Chen Ke asked.

"The knowledge here is meaningless. It is nothing more than the research notes of some alchemists. There are books from all ages in this library, but they are actually discussing the origin and use of old blood. We already know the use and influence of old blood. , so there’s no need to look at these things.” Richter didn’t really care.

"Wouldn't it be good to understand the thoughts of those believers?" Chen Ke asked.

"Your idea is very dangerous. Depravity often begins with curiosity. The more you know, the deeper you fall. We only need to know how to use old blood to fight fire with fire." Richter said.

"That's right." Chen Ke was perfunctory, and when Richter turned around, he put the book into his dimensional pocket. Maybe Laura could use it.

The two of them struggled all the way to the banquet hall. The people in charge of serving meals shuttled back and forth in the kitchen and hall. The self-service dining table was crowded with people eating.

But as long as you take a closer look, you will see that the plates on the table are filled with human internal organs and stumps, and the cups on the table are filled with red blood. The diners are dressed in gorgeous costumes from all eras, but their flesh and blood are muddy. Full of chest, fangs exposed in the mouth.

As if they smelled the blood of a living person, the diners and delivery boys looked at Richter and Chen Ke with ferocious expressions.

"A vampire?" Chen Ke looked at Richter.

"Yeah, you're not afraid? Very good. Kill them." Richter loaded his shotgun. Facing so many opponents, a whip was no longer enough.

The vampires became furious. They screamed, used their hands and feet, and rushed across the table toward Richter and Chen Ke.

Chen Ke kicked over the table next to him, set up obstacles to his right and in front, and fired at the crowd. Richter's shotgun also roared, and brown shells kept jumping out of the ejection port.

These vampires have very developed athletic abilities. They run like a young Bolt... they can even stick to the wall and crawl at high speeds. Richter emptied the six blood buckshot bullets in the magazine and stepped back slightly. He took out some bullets from his coat and loaded them into the shotgun.

During Richter's silence, a vampire walked around the left side of the hall and flew towards Richter from behind.

Chen Ke aimed his left hand at the vampire, ejected the flying lock, and inserted it into the vampire's collarbone. He flicked his wrist, and the rope instantly pulled back, pulling the vampire towards him. It struggled on the floor, trying to use His claws tore off the wire rope, and Chen Ke grabbed the vampire's neck. The hidden sword under his wrist shot out and passed through the vampire's throat with a pop.

He won't be able to climb walls with this thing, but it's still very convenient for killing people.

Chen Ke put away the automatic rifle with his right hand, and a double-barreled short-barreled shotgun appeared. He fired a round at the vampire's waist and abdomen, beating it to a bloody pulp and leaving a large bloody hole in its abdomen.

After confirming that the other party was dead, Chen Ke dropped the body. At this time, Richter's bullets were also loaded. He aimed at the two vampires who were about to attack Chen Ke. Amidst the roar of the bullets, the two corpses hit the table on one side. Knock the feast of flesh and blood to the ground.

"Those are the last two, we're even." Richter took out a few more deer shells from his coat, loaded them into the shotgun, and loaded it with a click.

"I didn't expect you to care so much." Chen Ke patted his sleeves, where the blood and saliva of the vampire just now were stuck to them.

"Where did you stuff that big gun?" Richter tilted his head and looked behind Chen Ke. Chen Ke only had a double-barreled shotgun in his hand now, and judging from his clothes, he probably didn't have any. Richter was curious about the place stuffed with this thing.

"This is high technology in the 21st century." Chen Kedao said. He put all the weapons into his dimensional pocket and clapped his hands.

Richter raised his head in understanding, with an expression of "This guy should not be underestimated", and at the same time a little bit of envy. After all, in 1919, he still needed bullets, blood bottles, whips, shotguns and other things. It's all stuffed in the pocket of the coat. It's very heavy when running. If you do difficult moves, you still have to worry about things falling on the floor.

"Open the door, the next step is the final journey." Chen Ke urged.

Richter and Chen Ke came to the innermost part of the banquet hall. The luxurious double doors stood motionless in front of them. Chen Ke stepped forward and knocked. It was solid wood.

"I know what you're thinking. I've tried it, and the gun can't break it." Richter said while inserting the small copper key into the keyhole and twisting it gently.

"Click..."

The crisp sound of unlocking came from behind the door. Chen Ke leaned against the door, took out the REC7 automatic rifle again, gently pushed the door on one side open a crack, and poked the muzzle of the gun through.

Richter was familiar with the situation and directly pushed the door on his side open.

"Don't be so nervous, from now on..." Richter said while looking at Chen Ke.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Ke saw a big white thing swooping over Richter, throwing him to the ground, biting his arm and dragging him to the other end of the banquet hall.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Richter screamed.

The white thing was a cat-like monster, but it had six legs. The cat's ears and claws were black, and its white fur glowed silver. It was very beautiful.

Chen Ke raised his gun and ran over quickly. He wasn't sure if he could hit the white thing just right, and he didn't know if the blood bullet would penetrate the white cat monster and hit Richter below.

But time did not allow him to think too much. He shot at the cat's butt and fired three bullets. However, the white cat swung its tail to dodge, and the bullets hit the floor.

Mao'er looked back at Chen Ke, his eyes full of resentment, and bit his teeth, biting off Richter's arm...

"Uh-huh! Ahhhhh!!!" Richter grinned in pain. He took out a shotgun with his left hand and wanted to shoot it, but it scratched his face with its claws, leaving four bloody grooves.

Chen Ke seized the opportunity and fired another volley, hitting the cat's flank and drilling a bloody hole. The cat was in pain, jumped up high, and ran out of the banquet hall hanging by Richter's arm. He could not be found again. trace.

"Fuck! Fuck! This is different from last time!" Richter cursed, covering his bloody broken arm, sitting on the ground and gritting his teeth.

"...You'd better find a way to go back..." Chen Ke put away the gun and came to Richter's side. His arm was bitten off along with the sleeve of his coat. The appearance of the wound made people dare not look at it.

"No, no... I have a way... Just wait..." Richter did not intend to back down. He took out the blood bottle from his waist, unscrewed the sealing stopper and prepared to pour it into his mouth.

"Wait! You want to drink this blood?!" Chen Ke was surprised.

"This is not blood, this is magic potion... Most people will die if they drink it, but I am... the Lord of Mysteries!" Richter said.

"Secret...what?" Chen Ke was surprised.

"I am also a professional. Although drinking too much of this stuff is not good, but in this case... this is the only way." After Richter finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the potion in one gulp.

Chen Ke waited nearby. After more than ten seconds, he saw no change in Richter.

"You don't know about the profession of Lord of Mysteries, right? Huh? We are drug masters." Richter smiled, and the bleeding in his arm had stopped.

"I've never seen... a profession like yours." Chen Ke tried.

Professional level people will have a golden outline under spiritual vision. At first, Chen Ke thought that professional level was a kind of grade, but now it seems that professional level really means "people with professions".

The two killers who played ice and earth during the battle at Li Moyang Manor, and White who could fight with transparent arms... These are all characteristics brought by their professions, but they never told Chen Ke what their professions were called.

"The Lord of Mysteries... prepares 220 kinds of magic potions. After drinking them, you will gain some kind of special ability within a short time. Your internal organs and body nerves will be different from ordinary people. This is my profession. What's yours? Klein?" Richter ask.

"I have no career." Chen Ke said.

"Hahahahaha... you don't want to say that? Then keep it as your trump card." Richter laughed, not believing what Chen Ke said.

Suddenly, his eyes bulged, and he spat out a large mouthful of white pus. A baby's white and tender arm actually grew out of the wound on his severed left arm.

"Fake..." Chen Ke took a few steps back and looked at Richter in surprise.

"Ugh..." Richter vomited some more. The baby's arms grew rapidly and were already as thick as the arms of a five or six-year-old child.

As time passed, it took about 5 minutes for the new left arm to become the same age as Richter. Chen Ke could see that this rebirth was very painful. Richter was covered in sweat and his face looked pale. Pale, it seems that the pain should be unbearable for ordinary people.

"Okay... I will have super-fast self-healing ability in the next period of time... Whoosh... let's go, the target is in front." Richter stood up and said to Chen Ke with a smile.