Werewolf hunting rules

"I'm so lucky. No one is watching here, and I can finally take action at will."

Chud Osmar sighed sincerely, and kicked the vampire to another roof with a quick and powerful kick.

The loose snow slid perfectly from both sides of the bulging roof in the middle. Barbara, who fell on the solid snow, was rolling like a little girl who was playing on the ground but had the carpet suddenly taken away from her body. Make sure you don’t fall with them.

She was embarrassed, but she managed to secure her position.

The sound of snow falling to the ground was very soft, and was completely drowned out by the fierce barking of dogs in the distance.

No one tried to gather around them anymore, and Barbara caused a large number of casualties during the demonstration, allowing the locals to distract the most energy from rescuing the wounded.

No one would bother them now—and no one would save her.

During the day, Clayton's strength is only one-fifth of his werewolf form. Because Barbara is more compatible with the curse, she has stronger resistance to sunlight. Even if she becomes weak after two blood donations, she can still exert half of the power of her night state at this moment.

But Chud Osmar was different.

He didn't look human, but he didn't show weakness in the sun either.

All actions are very natural, and there is no sense of sluggishness in moving in a repressive environment.

Is it a secret?

Several consecutive attacks were repulsed, and even the cold attack failed. She tried to fight up close but was suppressed by Osmar's fighting skills. After experiencing these failures, Barbara suddenly realized that her strength seemed insufficient. She felt regretful about facing the enemy in front of her alone.

Of course, there is no conflict between regret and taking action.

It was winter now, and the snow under Osmar's feet had not yet melted. Barbara raised her hand, and the white snow multiplied silently upwards like bubbles with life, wrapping Osmar's shoes, and then She jumped towards the opponent's side, intending to attack Osmar's back.

But once again she was repulsed.

Osmar was better at timing than she was.

When he was raising his legs to avoid Barbara's plot, he could still take the time to slap her, causing her to stagger and her spine seemed to be damaged.

Barbara is good at killing, but she's not good at fighting.

She already knew the vital points of a person's body very well, but once she couldn't kill with one blow, her poor fighting skills put her in trouble.

It was precisely because he knew this characteristic that Clayton made her act together with Clara.

Clara does not understand the vitality of human beings, but she is not afraid of killing, and Kuok's modified body is very strong and can definitely restrict Osmar's actions.

But she abandoned Clara.

"Vampire, do you think you can kill me? Are you the only one?"

Osmar looked at her, but made no move to come closer. He just watched her slowly getting up with interest.

If the monster controlling Kuok's body was still there, he would definitely hide far away. Because Kuok's body was being blessed, and even if he was confident that he would not be killed by these two guys, he was not willing to suffer in the flames of witchcraft.

The body that had been burned by the spiritual flames still felt phantom pain.

He looked down at his palm and grasped it, trying to make sure it was still as responsive as ever.

Barbara did not answer his question because she was ashamed of her lust-driven behavior.

She wanted to apologize to the others when she got back.

"Do you have a good relationship with Clayton Bello? Are you willing to kill me for him?"

"Mr. Bello is a good man, but I came to kill you because you blocked us from going home for the holidays." Barbara said honestly. "Your magic circle won't let us leave Jevo."

"What?"

Osmar was surprised.

Barbara looked at him lustfully, accusing him of his callousness.

Osmar's surprise gradually subsided, and he gradually realized that this misunderstanding was not a bad thing, and his mood returned to calm: "Then, if I give you another chance to leave Jevo on your own, will you go?"

Barbara stopped talking, greed and hesitation switching in her heart.

She couldn't decide whether to find a way to stay and eat Osmar, or whether they should go their separate ways.

Osmar made the choice for her.

"It seems you don't want to leave. That's not bad. Don't get me wrong, I intend to kill you. This has never changed, at least it hasn't changed today. The problem just now is really just a problem."

The vampire was finally enraged.

She screamed and reached out to Osmar.

All the blood in her body rushed to the front of her limbs, dyeing her palms red from the inside out, and swollen them.

Without any weapons, the blood coagulates in the blood vessels, increasing the strength of her torso. The subtle changes in the liquid are better than the contraction of muscles, allowing her to perform all kinds of incredible skills, and even achieve changes within a certain range. body shape effect.

The sudden increase in pressure caused her shoes to crack, revealing the same red soles.

Both Barbara's hands and feet seemed to have independent consciousness at this moment, which in turn pulled the stiff and motionless torso, narrowly escaping Osmar's attack, and then performed a crazy dance like The posture launched a counterattack.

This was an almost unpredictable attack, but Osmar managed to avoid it.

The red claws barely scraped past his face, and the reflection of the claws in his pupils was almost the same size as the actual size, but his eyes did not blink at all.

Then Barbara's hand exploded.

Bright blood blossomed on her right wrist. Osmar's opened eyes were completely covered by the thick plasma, and he lost his vision instantly. Then there was a sharp sound breaking through the air. Osmar's body shrunk and retreated. He only heard the sound of clothes tearing, and then no sound was heard.

Again he evaded the attack.

When he wiped his eyes, all he could see was Barbara's shrinking figure on the street.

After the blow most likely to kill Osmar was dodged, Barbara ran away without hesitation.

A tactic like a squid escaping from a predator, simple but practical.

Osmar's eyes between the blood stains blinked, and his dilated pupils focused on Barbara again, but he did not get angry, but stared at her back thoughtfully, and waited until the back disappeared. He just jumped off the roof, raised his steps and followed slowly.

He didn't have to think about where this woman was going. Since she was lucky enough to escape, it was fate.

Then it was his turn to have good luck.

Fate is very fair.

Osmar stuffed his bloody fingers into his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it, and walked tiredly on this straight dirt road. He was covered in blood and his clothes were ragged, but no one stopped him. Some people saw him through the window, but they just stayed behind closed doors.

The dogs barking in the distance haven't stopped yet, attracting away the hunters who plan to catch them but don't know their location yet.

Osmar didn't know who did it, but he was grateful.

I failed to kill the vampire, but I was very peaceful on the way back. The so-called gains and losses are also one aspect of the balance of fate.

Not long after he left, the familiar building appeared again.

The doctor's home - he left to escape the darkspawn who took control of Quok's body, but now he's back.

Osmar thought for a moment, walked over and opened the door, and saw Perun still waiting on the first floor.

When he was attacked, Perun did not notice the intrusion of the attacker at all, and after he left, the two banshees did not kill the innkeeper for some unknown reason.

After all, he is just a human being who is not deeply involved in the secrets. It is not enough to deal with dark descendants.

Osmar thought he was useless, but since Kuok said he was useful, Osmar chose to believe him again.

"Let's go. Now that the sacrifices have been gathered, let's go and hold the ceremony." He waved to Pei Lun. "After many years, the door is about to open again. You should also be proud, because not many people can see this scene."

Perun's spirit is connected with Kuok, and this consistency is very clear in the eyes of those with "gifts".

Osmar almost nagged Perun as if he were Kuok, but Perun said nothing, and just walked to him silently holding his sword in both hands.

"I'm sorry." Barbara said, looking down.

She changed back to her original dress and seemed to have returned to her identity as a housewife, but her right hand disappeared directly from the wrist. This permanent disability did not exist before.

Clayton wanted to roar directly into her ear, but the low mournful chorus of the priests and wizards singing the Black Mass next to him made him subconsciously save his sanity.

"Did you kill someone in public?" He tried to suppress his anger, pulled Barbara aside and asked in a low voice.

Barbara glanced at her unconscious husband who was leaning against the tombstone, and answered him in a low voice: "I made several big wounds and sucked some blood, but they were not fatal injuries. If I can get timely treatment from a doctor, They'll be fine."

When she said this, she suddenly felt guilty.

Clayton's face darkened, and Barbara's answer only angered him further.

"You do realize that Quark may have taken control of the Doctor too, right?"

There is no one in the town who can provide "timely treatment".

They had discussed this a long time ago, but Barbara still did such a stupid thing and used this statement to justify herself. Now, without anyone else taking action, Clayton himself wanted to twist off her head with his own hands - this It really ruined the good mood he had accumulated not long ago.

Barbara said awkwardly: "I covered my face and put on men's clothes. Others don't know who I am."

The lieutenant nodded indifferently; "Yes, ma'am, that's why I haven't driven you away immediately, and you have to pray that the people in the Presbyterian Church and the city government are as easy to talk to as me. Now tell me, you are risking your identity What was gained by the risk of exposure? Is Osmar dead?"

The female vampire shook her head in shame.

This was as expected by Clayton. If two people couldn't deal with Osmar in a small room, it would be even more impossible for one person.

"So what new discoveries did you make about him?" he asked hopelessly.

"He can change shape," Barbara said. "The youngest one looks like a ten-year-old child. Also, he doesn't seem to be very afraid of the sun."