Chapter 485

The three people in the standoff showed each other the main task, especially the two people saw the death hunting task shared by Qin Lun. Without hesitation, they turned around and ran into the building complex where the handsome youth fled.

Looking at the figure of the big man and the assassin, Qin Lun sighed. No matter the Apostle or the reincarnation, they are just mercenaries. The first second is a companion, and the second becomes a sworn enemy.

"Then Intgula! " Qin Lun looks up at Rolls Royce, which has turned into a small black spot in the night ahead, with a cold light in his eyes.

Despite being blocked by three people, it didn't take much time, and Rolls Royce was still in his perceptual field of vision.

This distance, with the acceleration ability of Pentagram crystal mirror, can catch up in less than two minutes. However, Qin Lun did not chase far, so he had to stop again, and another interceptor appeared in front of him.

After seeing this man, Qin Lun's pupils shrank, and he didn't try to pass over others' heads carelessly any more. His hands holding the light and dark funeral were tightened involuntarily, showing his vigilance.

He knew the man, or had seen him in the superhuman intelligence of the Allied forces given by major Montana. He was a tall man with a thin face, long limbs, a gentleman's vest with two rows of copper buttons, some gorgeous scarlet windbreaker, a wide brimmed sun hat and a pair of antique glasses with round lenses.

Qin Lun had only seen this kind of retro medieval clothing style on Monica, the queen of sandstorm.

"What should I call you? Alcatel, or Count Dracula? German major Gerhardt salutes you! " Qin Lun bowed politely, and the originally divergent perception quickly recovered, even narrowed the observation range, which was more concise than the ordinary situation.

He no longer pays attention to Rolls Royce, the enemy in front of him is different from the three before. No matter what the battle is, he will not have a chance to catch up with intyra.

"For me, a name is just a code. You can do whatever you like!" Alcatel grinned and his hands flashed up from under his windbreaker, revealing two giant pistols, white and black.

"BAM bam!" In the shrill sound of the bullet, Alcatel said quietly, "as for who you are, I don't care!"

"Ha ha!" Qin Lun's body had not yet been lifted up completely, so he floated up. It looked like a willow leaf swaying in the strong wind. With his master's shooting technique and evolution, Alcatel's bullets hardly threatened him.

"This kind of shooting is really It's bad enough! " Qin Lun smiled and shook his head. Since he entered the broken starry sky, he has taken the skill of shooting as his watch. At this distance, it is no exaggeration to say that even if he closes his eyes, he can predict the trajectory of the other side accurately.

"It seems that the core of the shell piercing bullet is a silver needle with holy light attribute!" Qin Lun's eyes twinkled, and he soon caught the bullet's body in his perceptual field of vision. He frowned a little at once. The Holy Light attribute has added damage to him, but it can't be ignored too much.

"However, as a halfling or a blood sucking species, is it not afraid to be used by the opponent in turn?" Qin Lun chuckled and raised his gun. His erratic figure didn't affect the stability of his wrist at all. "Let me show you what a shooter is!"

"BAM bam!" In the silver dial of Qin Lun's right eye, the pointer speeded up in an instant. With the beating of the two wheels of light and dark funeral, countless black and white bullets roared out, marking a trail of light in the night.

Each trail of light hit the bullets fired by the opponent with great accuracy. Looking down from the battle sky, the trail light staying in the retina seemed to form a round light barrel shuttle with two tips and a middle section.

Of course, the starting point of the shuttle was the light and dark funeral in Qin Lun's hands, and the end point all pointed to Alcatel. By colliding with each other, the huge light shuttle composed of the tracer light binds the bullets from both sides and pours towards Alcatel.

Qin Lun used his shooting skills to let four pistols shoot the light chain effect of heavy machine gun, and the metal storm formed in an instant almost completely submerged Alcatel's body.

Under the metal storm, the slender body of count sucking blood became fragmented, like a piece of meat cake eaten by countless wild dogs, which disappeared in an instant, leaving only a pool of horrible broken meat and blood.

"Oh?!" However, Qin Lun, who seems to have defeated the enemy, has no color of rejoicing on his face. He looks at the pool of blood in front of him and slightly raises his eyebrows and lengthens his nasal sound.

In his perceptual field of vision, in addition to the pool of blood in front of him, there was also a tiny blood mist in the air. The range of blood mist is very large, and the color is so thin that ordinary people can't see it with naked eyes.

However, in Qin Lun's eyes, the tiny nano like blood molecules in the blood mist are undergoing wonderful changes. These blood molecules seem to have their own consciousness. They fuse at a very fast speed, and even show signs of recombining into the body.

"It seems that the information given by fat people is not exaggerated. It's immortal!" Qin Lun felt a little surprised for the first time. He knew how powerful his light and dark funeral was, not to mention the light and armor piercing bullet that Alcatel fired.The attack of legendary guns is not easy to bear. The bullets of devil's song have corrosion damage. The bullets of angel's praise are the nemesis of vampire, a dark creature.

Even if the former Baron Wittenberg was buried in light and darkness, he would never survive. Of course, with weidenberg's body defense, it doesn't seem that easy to be torn into blood fog.

In fact, when major Montana gave Qin Lun the information about the famous superhumans of the Allied forces, he didn't pay much attention to Alcatel, the trump card player of the helling organization, who spent most of his time studying how to defeat the superhumans of the Avengers alliance.

Although Montana has specially marked Alcatel on the data, and even paid more attention than the American captain and the green hunter, Qin Lun still thinks that this is just the major's personal "care" for the helling organ.

It's not that Qin Lun doesn't attach importance to the enemy, but the blood of vampire. It's hard to say that it's an excellent superhuman blood. Many people confuse blood and vampires. In fact, these are two similar but different creatures.

The exchange list of broken starry sky has blood lineage, which is described as "abandonment of God". Like human beings, the blood group was originally created by the creator to manage the superior creatures of human beings. It is a type of angel. But this race was later attacked by the dark forces, and finally degenerated, and was abandoned by the creator.

Most of the orthodox blood groups do not depend on human blood for a living. The power of blood groups comes from darkness, and they can use all kinds of terrible black magic, and their noumenon attributes are also very strong. However, like angels, blood clan has no reproductive ability. After losing the favor of creator, they have to produce descendants in the form of blood essence inheritance.

Vampires are different. Vampires are essentially human beings. In a particular case, human body has produced gene mutation, and began to absorb the blood of the same kind to obtain the soul and vitality of others, and to fight and survive.

Major Montana is right in saying that sucking blood is essentially a hybrid. If noumenon has strong will, it can suppress other souls and life mixed in the body. If the noumenon will is not strong enough, it will become a bloodthirsty beast that depends on instinct.

Most of the blood clan are excellent black magicians, such as weidenbelle. Vampires only burn other people's lives and souls to gain combat power. Different vampires, the power gap only lies in the efficiency of controlling souls and life power.

Now this Alcatel in front of Qin Lun, the former "piercing count" Dracula. It is such a vampire master who grows up by playing with other people's souls and lives in war.

Of course, Qin Lun did not discriminate against him. According to the information provided by major Montana, this Alcatel has turned from the cruel and bloodthirsty Earl of piercing in the Middle Ages to the vampire hunter who guards human beings and completely abandoned his past.

The reason why Qin Lun didn't pay attention to Alcatel is simple and direct. Because vampires are just another form of mutant human, the hybrid blood that was born after tomorrow has a natural defect.

Fear of light and fear of silver is one of the weaknesses of vampires, but this weakness can be made up by consuming vitality. Just like Alcatel now, under the attack of Qin Lun just now, he did not die, but used other life in his body to offset it.

In other words, the better the soul and life control technology, the more ghosts vampires have. As long as there is vitality and soul at any time, he is immortal.

"In a sense, vampires and apostles are really good match." Qin Lun's eyes flashed a sharp light, and the law of infinite supplement was not the reason why the apostles were powerful.

Qin Lun didn't want to wait for the change of blood fog. As soon as his hands turned over, he put away the light and sent for the funeral. A pentagram crystal mirror emerged quietly under his feet. His body shot like a shell towards the center of the blood mist.

At the same time, his right hand suddenly produced a ferocious dagger flowing with dark light. However, the appearance of crime daggers is quite different now.

The original shape of the evil dagger is a half blade of a pair of scissors. The thick back of the dagger has a row of neat square serrations, and the end is a steel ring that fits into the thumb.

At this time, a blade of "blood of dissection" coagulated like the essence was crossed and combined with the evil dagger, reducing it to a complete pair of black and red scissors.

"Click!" With a crisp sound, the black and red scissors cut a streamer in the night sky, and Kan Kan cut down a corner of the blood mist. This part of the blood mist seems to be hit by lightning, and dissipates rapidly in the perceptual field of vision like melting snow.