Chapter 25 Section 15

After giving Lika the order, Albus walked in the tunnel, the sound of his boots echoing loudly. She has never liked living underground. The heavy official duties these past few days have kept Albus in the underground imperial city, and also crushed Albus's freedom. For some reason, Albus had a rare palpitation. I don't know that the negotiation on the front line has not been settled, and even Haiju, Guilan, and Fengteng have lost contact with each other. The worst estimate, of course, is a tragic death. It is not surprising to have the force that can kill Shinto, there is no true invincibility in this world.But it would be really bizarre if none of the Shinto trio could struggle to escape, or at least escape long enough to transmit the message of the crisis before dying in the line of duty.

Haiju and Fengteng, Albus has fought against each other in China a long time ago, and he has great confidence in their abilities; Guilan is a newcomer who has never met, but since Haiju agrees with her, there must be something special about her. In short, fighting alone or working in a team, the three of Shinto will not disappoint. "What happened to the situation, could it be the hand of the life hunter?" Albus thought to himself. Chief Kibamaru Wudao, who is well versed in the way of power, said that somewhere in this world, there must be a cold force laughing at the blood race, peace, and the bewilderment of the blood race at the moment.

"Consensus is rare, but it's a bad kind." Albus laughed at himself. There is no pure coincidence in this world, everything is related to each other. The life hunter's strange fighting methods and confusing "fate tactics" are even more bizarre than illusions.If the life hunter is also part of the conspiracy, then the most urgent task is to cut off the life hunter. However, the strength level of the life hunters varies greatly, and the three people I met are nothing to be afraid of, and they almost died at the hands of Goethe.Some of them were still killed by Lika, who had not yet joined the Eleven Jackals, even if the two formed a team.But some can paralyze the underground of Kyoto and compete with Miyamoto Musashi.The most disturbing thing is that the old man who used lightning as his move was photographed in the special V group-no matter who confronts that old man, it is impossible to get away unscathed.

But what if not? What if the life hunter is not part of this series of conspiracies, but just occasional uncertain factors? "Whatever the life hunter has to do with the great changes in the world, bastard, just kill them all." Albus said angrily, unconsciously becoming murderous. Walking and walking, Albus came to the bright "Light Corridor". While there are plenty of old-time vampires who claim to be contemptuous of anything under the sun, the vast majority of vampires have been infected from human identities, and it's hard not to reminisce about the days when they danced with the sun.

The corridor of light stretches for three kilometers underground, connecting end to end. Twenty-four provides warm sunshine and beautiful scenery, allowing countless vampires to soothe their souls here.Here, even the lowest class of vampires can not salute or greet any officer, and any vampire servant can turn a blind eye to the oncoming officer. In this cloister made of light, relaxation is the whole point. Albus filled a cup of hot coffee, and sat cross-legged in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, blowing the hot air on the coffee. The man-made natural scenery is vividly displayed outside the glass windows. The warm sunlight soaks the maple leaves on the trees, and the autumn wind blows the maple trees all over the mountain, as if they have the color of fire.Everything is exactly the same as the intoxicating scenery of Kyoto in autumn.What's even better is that the scenery outside the window will be revealed every ten minutes, replacing new natural beauty.

The only difference is that the artificial sunlight won't melt the vampires.certainly. Looking at the man-made beauty, Albus was so lost in thought that he even forgot to drink his coffee. Albus is not a person who is good at worrying. She will never use the superb thinking on the chessboard to solve the problems in the real world. If possible, it would be best to use who is strong and who is weak to break through the fog of incomprehensibility. So "open the seven coffins of Le Mian, maybe all problems will be solved!" - this is no joke.Can you imagine that there are eight Miyamoto Musashi standing on the streets of Tokyo, facing the astonished life hunters?

The result was probably one-sided, and the hunting competition ended in a trance, right? As for the price to pay, it is easy to imagine. It means that the strong will face the strong once again, and the loser will return to the coffin again.However, this uproar, in the modern age where media power is becoming more and more difficult to control, may not be able to cover up the boiling topics of "persons with supernatural powers".And if any of the people who came out of the coffin were killed and wiped out, it would be a heavy loss. The master has been out of contact for more than forty-eight hours, and there is no way to find someone to discuss it.

The thorn is on the back... "What's wrong?" With a soft and sticky voice, Albus sat down beside him. Yuka is wearing cute zebra pajamas and holding a bear pillow.