V4.Chapter 19

Once upon a time, there was a great nobleman named Yusuf Sadu. From his childhood, he suffered from a disease - gigantism.

Over time, Sadu became taller and taller, but his organs were failing. At the same time, his weight also crushed his bones. He spent every day in pain.

Later, the noble had to walk on crutches. His crutch was an exquisite sword crutch, which was composed of a platinum handle and a silver blade.

Every time Sadu went out of the castle and strolled in the market, people would hear the sound of dada.

It was the sound of crutches hitting the ground, and when they heard this sound, the children would jump over and surround the giant Sadu.

In an era when there was no food to eat, candy was a luxury, and the rural aristocrats were reluctant to eat more, let alone ordinary people.

However, Sadu was deeply aware of the fragility of life, so he was friendly to others, especially children. He would save all the candy and give it to the children in the village. He would walk and throw it away, laughing and playing games with these children, as if doing so could alleviate the pain.

At the same time, Sadu's brother, Baron, was ashamed of his brother's disease. He called the young and middle-aged of the family and organized a hunting——

According to local legend, the blood of the great gray wolf can cure gigantism.

Therefore, the Baron, with his cousins and brother Sadu, kept searching for the traces of the great gray wolf in the jungle day after day.

On a snowy evening, the giant Sadu limped in the snow wearing felt and crutches, while his brothers led the way.

Until nightfall, they still got nothing, but they were used to this result. They put away their shotguns, chewed dry food around the campfire and waited for the dawn to move on.

However, some non-human creature also lives in this dense forest. It crawls on four limbs and moves quickly, which is not reminiscent of the great gray wolf.

The Baron decided to follow, but he didn't know that the terrible creatures were hunting them.

"Brother..."

At this time, Sadu had inexplicable palpitations. He struggled to stand up with a sword and crutch, and wanted to go with them, but he was stopped by the baron.

Gradually, the hunting team composed of family members became fewer and fewer, and no one could come back.

Finally, Sadu was left alone. He looked at the dark environment, silently raised his torch and set off for the depths of the dense forest.

In fact, Sadu already had a guess in his heart that his brothers were dead. Now he can only kill the monster until he dies.

At dawn, the first body appeared.

Baron, Sadu's brother.

He lost his head and lay in the snow, and the blood extended to the dark cave ahead.

Sadu no longer hesitated, swaying his huge body and bending towards the inside.

Bats, stagnant water, strange stones

Before the sun came out, the two met.

It was not a gray wolf at all, but an ancient and bloodthirsty monster. It lay on the stone and sucked the brains and flesh of the sadutong brothers with a dark red tongue more than 20 cm long.

Next to it, there is an old coffin covered with cobwebs and dust. There is no proof of the age.

When the monster saw Sadu's tall body, he immediately retracted the thorn tube into his throat and grinned to his ears, as if he were smiling.

"Young hunter, do you think you can kill me with a sword?"

A hoarse voice came.

Sadu didn't move. He just pulled out his stick and knife and stared at the monster.

"I can smell silver on the blade, but are you faster than me?"

A thorn tube suddenly stretched out, three meters away. The giant fell down, and the monster held his face and was still talking to himself: "this body will bear my will and my soul."

A few weeks later, Sadu returned to the village, but no one has seen him out of the castle since.

At least not during the day.

Soon, the children began to disappear one after another and disappeared into their beds. Some people said they had heard a clatter.

At 5:30 a.m., in the detention center.

Abraham the demon hunter sat in a short chair, handcuffed, looking at the ceiling and recalling his life full of ups and downs.

More than 70 years ago, after being rescued by the allies from the Germans, he first went to Poland to work as a professor of history, teaching and raising a family while secretly investigating an evil creature.

In this process, he sacrificed his wife, adopted son and adopted daughter, became a poor widower, and still did not achieve any victory.

The culprit is Xuezu!

He has been active since ancient Rome and is the target and nightmare of countless demon hunters.

To be exact, the blood ancestor last appeared in Poland in the second half of the last century. He killed his wife and adopted son, transformed them into fallen soul returning corpses, and then walked away.

One side is a close relative and the other is justice.

He made a choice in pain, killed his resurrected wife with a silver sword, took out his heart and put it into a specimen jar as a memorial.

Then, when the search for blood ancestors failed, he crossed the ocean and came to the strange United States, ready to wait for death in solitude.

Until last night, an evening news rekindled his dead heart.

Germany, the crashed plane, and other evidences have to remind people of the blood ancestor, the dirtiest and meanest creature in the world.

In Abraham's view, this is God's enlightenment. Although he sent the opportunity of revenge when he was about to die of old age, he must cherish it!

For grandma, for wife, for those two innocent children!

Unfortunately, no one is willing to believe the words of an old man. The medical officer in charge of the airport sent himself to the detention center for the crime of disturbing public safety.

In this most critical period, he can only stay here and wait for the result of court prosecution.

And this is the plot of Xuezu!

If no one stops it, it will take only three days at most, the order in New York will collapse, and it will take only one month at most, and the whole world will fall into darkness. Therefore, time can not be wasted.

At this time, the man with tattoos on his arms woke up from his nightmare. He stared at Abraham and whispered, "old man, why don't you go to bed so late?"

Memories are interrupted.

The reality is that the only human who knows the inside story is staying in the detention center, sleeping with a group of criminals, enduring abuse and white eyes.

At this moment, Abraham ignored the criminals around him. He covered his face, shook his head and said in a slightly undetectable voice:

"I've lived too long and seen too many things..."

"It will turn humans into pests eager for flesh and blood."

"Is this battle going to fail before it starts? Is mankind destined to be a good meal for those monsters?"

"Or, when the monster reveals its true face, people will summon up courage, abandon prejudices and unite to strive for that line of vitality..."

"But now I'm too old to carry a sword."

Abraham rubbed his cheek hard. It seemed that doing so could fade the wrinkles and restore strength. However, the facts were not transferred by human will.