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Chapter 471

Vampire Hunter

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Around 2 a. m., Russell, through a message from Jason, successfully located a vampire encampment and stormed in to wreak havoc.

He used the same trick again, letting three or five people go, while Jason continued to follow them!

The tactic was a bit old, but very effective. In one night, Russell wiped out four vampire strongholds, mostly bars, casinos, and nightclubs, which fit the vampires' nocturnal lifestyle.

At five o'clock, Russell drove up to the front of a hotel. According to Jason's intelligence, the escaped vampire was located in an underground boxing ring across the street.

He didn't continue the pursuit, but went into the hotel, asked for a room, and planned to take action again that night.

The reason is simple: it's almost dawn, and vampires die in the light. If we rush in now, the trail will be lost.

Russell told Jason to guard the underground boxing ring, then he made himself some food, slept until the afternoon, went out for a stroll, and bought Jason ten watermelon knives and five Hockey Mask.

That night, the killing resumed...

Three days later, Russell had wiped out a total of 10 vampire strongholds, with the last day being the least efficient, having destroyed two of them.

It wasn't because he killed all the vampires, but because his tricks were seen through. The vampires received a death order and ran around the streets, too afraid to be guides.

In the Los Angeles underworld, legends of 'Vampire Hunter' circulate.

Every night after midnight, a grim reaper, clad in a long black robe, his face shrouded in black mist, revealing only his blood-red eyes, would emerge and roam the streets and alleys, hunting down the vampires in the city.

He was ruthless, decisive, and powerful. Every vampire he targeted was sent to hell. The battlefield was as gruesome as could be, with as many pieces of flesh as needed.

The Grim Reaper's trademarks were two modified Desert Eagle and a Cross necklace hanging on his chest.

The vampires speculate that this person is a secret weapon trained by the Church for many years, although his methods are somewhat cruel and his appearance is completely different from the Church's usual image...

The Church meticulously planned this conspiracy against vampires, and came specifically for the Grand Elder!

At the top of the vampire hierarchy, three Grand Elder reign supreme over the ruling class, and power is transferred between them every century.

The reason why there is no power struggle among vampires is precisely because of this agreement and covenant: two people are asleep while one person is awake, and they take turns holding power!

The handover of power, which occurs every century, is imminent. The Grand Elder is about to pass the baton and enter a 200-year slumber, during which his strength will decline day by day. This period is a void in the vampire clan's top combat power and also the time when they are most vulnerable to being targeted.

Therefore, it is entirely reasonable for the vampire camp to make the above speculation.

Of all times, why did this 'Vampire Hunter' suddenly appear just as the Grand Elder was about to enter his eternal sleep? It's clearly a deliberate act against them.

The vampires were filled with righteous indignation. Under the orders of the Grand Elder and the Committee, elite warriors from the Death Walker were ready to hunt down this 'Vampire Hunter'.

The vampire faction views the Church as a conspirator, while the Church maintains its innocence. They admit that they did indeed have the idea of carrying out a major purge in Los Angeles while the vampires were lacking top-tier combat power, and they have already put it into action.

But no one in the Church, from top to bottom, knew who the 'vampire hunter' was. He was Russell, who wore Cross on his chest and had two gold and silver guns that gave him a slightly sacred look. He specifically targeted vampires.

Otherwise, judging by his devilish appearance—black robes, black mist, and scarlet eyes—he would have been on the list of demons to be exterminated long ago.

Indeed, in just three days, both sides had obtained information about Russell.

Vampires have human sycophants, and so does the Church. These days, while surveillance cameras aren't as ubiquitous as they seem, in a cosmopolitan metropolis like Los Angeles, if a direct order is given, there are informants everywhere.

It was midnight again, and Jason's location remained frozen at a certain point for twenty minutes, and then... he died.

Jason's soul was attached to a body that was killed by a silver weapon. Russell learned through the contract that Jason had been captured and killed by a group of vampires.

This is a perplexing problem. If Jason were attached to an ordinary person, his abilities would be no match for those of a vampire. However, if he were attached to a vampire, his Immortal Body would be affected.

You can't have your cake and eat it too. After thinking about it, Russell decided... well, fish is still the most delicious. He loves fish the most!

Jason's soul will be kept for now, and will be put into the vampire once a stronger one is hunted down. This little brother is a bit dull, but he never complains about taking the fall, covering the rear, taking the blame, or blocking bullets. Without him, Russell always feels that something is missing.

Following the location left by Jason, Russell drove to his destination, an amusement park in the suburbs, which was under construction and not yet fully completed.

Russell stopped the car a distance away, stared at the dark amusement park for a long time, stroked his chin, and skillfully took out his phone.

"Hello, is this 911... Wait, what do you mean by 'again'...?"

"Fine, I won't argue with you. I have a big case to report this time... There's a group of vampires fighting in the suburbs..."

"How many? Wait a minute, let me take a look... Uh, tens of thousands of people. I reckon we'll need to deploy the air force, and it would be best to also send in a Negasonic Teenage Warhead to bombard the ground..."

"Yes, I'm serious!"

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Russell waited for half an hour, but didn't see a single air force personnel, or even a small police car.

There are only two possibilities in this situation: either Russell was treated as mentally ill, or he was suppressed by someone and it was as if he never received the emergency call.

To be fair, Russell would rather be the first one. He doesn't care about bearing some stigma; he's been misunderstood so much that he's used to it.

"Azure skies and clear waters are more pleasing to the eye than PM2.5, but this world is always filled with smog..."

Russell sighed for three seconds, then for half a second put it out of his mind, opened the trunk, and unscrewed a whole case of bottled water.

The Nenya, Ring of Water, and a gentle stream of water flowed out, soaking into the collar and cuffs of the black robe.

Having completed his preparations, Russell brandished his dual pistols and headed towards the amusement park's main entrance. Thirty seconds later, he turned back, started his car, and drove into the amusement park.

It's so stupid of you to have a car and insist on walking instead!

Inside the amusement park, a dark figure crouched on the Ferris Wheel frame, looking down at the black car that drove in, his azure eyes slightly narrowed.

"Target has entered the combat zone and has been confirmed as a 'Vampire Hunter.' The encirclement and elimination operation is to be initiated immediately!"

"Clear..."

Several hushed voices answered in the earpiece, followed by four Rocket streaking across the night sky, leaving long, fiery red trails, surrounding the car from all sides.

The next second, an explosion occurred, flames engulfed the car, and red fireballs rolled and rose.

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