The two sides attacking each other seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding at that moment. Both went for the kill.
The massive bullet pierced through Police Woman's chest.
Then it tore apart the heart of the vampire Priest hiding behind her.
Before either of them could react, the whistling scythe nailed them both to the ground. Its immense force drove into the earth, making the ground shudder violently and sending dust flying everywhere.
"No, this..."
The vampire Priest widened his eyes in disbelief.
He struggled unwillingly, but his body quickly weathered into a cloud of black dust.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, Alucard slowly turned his head.
His gaze locked onto the shadows where Fang Mo stood.
"Not planning to come out?"
That crazed smile remained on his face, as though nothing had surprised him at all. He slowly raised his gun and aimed it into the distance. "Or are you also a monster dwelling in the darkness?"
"Oh, for fuck's sake, Belmont, you little bastards."
Along with a frivolous, humorous curse, a figure slowly emerged from the depths of the shadows. "Where the hell did you drag me to... Is this even still my castle? Huh?"
Alucard paid no attention to what he had said.
The crimson pupils behind his sunglasses shifted slightly as he began observing him.
He was a young man about the same height as himself, with messy silver-white hair and handsome features. He looked somewhat Eurasian, with deep black eyes. He wore an immaculate white trench coat with a fur-lined collar, and beneath it was a black turtleneck sweater.
Overall.
His attire gave off a noble air.
But... how should one put it? His expression and bearing carried a faint frivolity that did not seem right.
It was a sort of carefree humor, as