I have a restaurant in East Sakura

'Boom, boom, boom'

The sound of the train's wheels spread in the night, and under the light of the not-so-bright street lights, Victoria followed Akado to an almost unfamiliar neighborhood.

If it weren't for the people holding mobile phones around, she would have begun to wonder if she was still in London in the 20th century.

Everything here is so retro, as if the construction of the city has not affected this place.

Under the leadership of Akado, the two figures soon came to the inside of a certain train track bridge hole in this forgotten neighborhood, where underground tracks extending in all directions are connected, and many sewer hubs are also gathered here.

Almost as soon as he approached here, he saw a group of bats and mice scatter suddenly.

It's just different from ordinary bats and mice who are extremely afraid of people.

After discovering that these two creatures did not have any body temperature, the fleeing bats and mice began to gather together in the shadows again, especially those mice were still showing red eyes in the dark.

"these mice"

I don't know if it was because of Akado's reminder, Victoria felt that her sense of smell was becoming more and more sensitive, and she even found some extremely familiar smells from those mice.

It was a taste that she would never forget after encountering it once.

The smell of ghouls!

"Looks like they ate something indigestible"

Akado didn't liberate anything, just relying on the blood of the superior, the mice exploded in the darkness one by one, and soon the bloody smell filled the bridge hole.

Victoria, who looked shocked, noticed at this time that under the dark group of rats, there was a body that had been gnawed until half of its bones were exposed.

"it is"

"The smell of ghouls!"

"But why did the ghoul die here?"

After a quick identification, Victoria already knew the identity of the corpse, and what surprised her even more was that a ghoul just fell down in a nameless bridge hole.

You must know that although these ghouls do not have any reason, they are also invincible to normal people.

How could it be so easily eaten by mice?

"Master, did someone do it?"

Turning his head, he saw that Akado had already reached the depths of the bridge hole.

Under the blood-red coat and politeness, a crazy smile appeared on that pale and thin face.

"Human? It may not be a human being. This smell may mean that someone has entered the hunt!"

"Interesting, very interesting!"

At midnight in the dead of night, a big man wearing a coat and constantly breathing the smell of alcohol was walking staggeringly on the road.

Under the dim streetlight, he raised his head and looked around with some difficulty, muttered something, and continued walking.

And not far away, there was a shadowy figure with bright red eyes, as if he had seen some tempting delicacy.

However, this figure hidden in the darkness seemed to be very patient. It was not until the big man turned a corner and entered a corner without even a street light that he finally walked out slowly.

This is a middle-aged man who looks like a gentleman in a thoughtful suit.

Wearing white gloves, a well-dressed, high-society attire.

It's just that at this point in time, his appearance seems to be out of tune with the surrounding environment, and when he smiles, the four sharp teeth that show represent his hidden identity.

"Why, what a bad smell."

The big man who was wobbling as if he was about to fall to the ground suddenly squatted down, as if he was about to retch, and kept falling forward.

And the thick neck full of vitality was also exposed in the eyes of the middle-aged man behind him. In an instant, the bloodthirsty desire overwhelmed his reason, and the pupils in his eyes were dyed red.

The saliva was secreted crazily, representing his thirst for fresh life.

Just in an instant, the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared in place, as if a ball quickly drew an arc in the air, and then landed next to the big man's neck.

Like a hungry wolf catching prey, without any hesitation, the four sharp teeth directly swallowed the neck that was boiling with hot liquid, just when he began to absorb the delicious food.

The severe pain from the mouth covered his nerves!

‘Ahem! ! '

His throat, which was unable to make a sound because of the blood pouring backwards, was firmly grasped by a powerful arm, and it was useless to let him struggle with his strength far beyond ordinary people.

And a blunderbuss sword that seemed to be leaking light directly passed through the mouth of the middle-aged man, and it was still exerting force downward, trying to cut his throat open.

The big man who was originally drunk also showed his face at this time. Under the frame, his facial features could not be seen. His rough face was full of Nordic temperament.

The neat short hair, and the cross worn around his neck, even more reveals that he is not simple.

"Father in heaven, forgive your sins."

"Amen!"

The prayer-like congratulations fell, and the sharp swing of the blade directly cut the throat of this inhuman alien.

The blade attached to the blessed holy power possesses the power that these trash can't stop. Soon, this inhuman alien will bleed out stinky blood, and then part of the blood boils and evaporates.

The originally full body also became shriveled and smelly at this moment.

"It's like this again."

"It's obviously not those blood-sucking bastards, but also rational, like a ghoul, but not a ghoul"

"What the hell is this?"

The big man stood up, took off his alcohol-smelling coat, revealing the priest's clothes inside, with a stand-up collar and slim body, but it revealed his even more incomparable and strong body.

The majestic power seems to be able to tear everything apart.

As the trump card of the Vatican's "Betrayer Section 13" that specializes in targeting aliens, Father Alexander Anderson is a well-known alien hunter in the world.

He is a regenerated man who uses technology beyond science to transform his body. He is nicknamed "killer", "decapitated detective", "regenerated man", "angel dust", and "father sword sword".

As we all know, only by calling him the wrong name and not calling him the wrong nickname can we know what kind of character this burly priest is.

It's just that no matter how straightforward he was in doing things, he also noticed that something was wrong with his opponent during this time.

After sending the information back, there was no response, which made Father Anderson wonder whether the Vatican had discovered something, but was still hesitating.

I have experienced many things, even if it is just a sharp knife, I have my own experience.

He could sense this series of events, especially behind the sudden increase in these blood-sucking bastards in London, there was a big net that had already been spread.

'But it's none of my business for now. '

Glancing at the corpse on the ground, Father Anderson had no intention of staying.

Just as he turned around, a depressing voice sounded slightly interesting and excited.

"If you snatch the prey in my territory, you will leave."

"Guys in the Vatican, when did you become so eggless?"