How ridiculous!!!
Vatican, Papal Court, headquarters of the Knights of the Holy See.
A loud bang echoed through the solemn assembly hall, where a Cardinal slammed his hand on the table with force, looking at the scattered papers on it with a look of anger.
"Bloodsucking vampires, how dare they be so bold and even dare to profane the majesty of the Son of God, it is unforgivable and deserves death!"
"The cardinal is right! Vampires should die!"
"We can't let him continue to be so brazen!"
"Detestable Dracula, this evil and base dark creature deserves to be sent to hell!"
"Vampires are inherently the devil's lackeys, will being sent to hell be too lenient for him?"
"That's right! He should be captured back to the Holy See, soaked in holy water and subjected to endless tortures daily, and then his head should be used as a chamber pot!"
"Well said! I also want to sit!"
……
In the hall, after listening to the rebuke of the red-clad bishop, all the members of the Holy Knights immediately echoed in agreement, with anger and resentment on their faces. Occasionally, they would stand up to slap the table and curse the female relatives of Dracula's family back to the eighteenth generation. At the same time, they also began to research Dracula's 108 methods of death.
However, upon witnessing this scene, the red-clad cardinal showed no emotion on his face. Only when the crowd's conversation reached its peak did he speak up in a light tone.
"It seems that everyone thinks Dracula is beyond forgiveness. So, is there any knight here who would like to volunteer to go to London and slay his minions, and then deal with him in Romania?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the once bustling hall fell into complete silence. The knights who had been engaged in heated debate quietly returned to their seats, their eyes either lowered or skyward, each with a look of confusion and almost like they had fallen asleep.
There is no other choice, the truth is that Dracula is too powerful.
As an entity of unknown age, Dracula's head has been at the top of the hunt list of the Holy Knights for years. However, over these years, not only have they failed to successfully kill him, but even slight injuries have proven to be impossible.
Especially four hundred years ago, the church once organized the Holy Cross Legion to attack Dracula's Blood Castle, but the result was a heavy loss of life and injuries.
Many powerful exorcists fell in that battle, causing the church to recover for a long time. This gave many dark creatures time to thrive and become more rampant on this continent.
Therefore, although the church and the Holy Knights of Justice both hate Dracula deeply, they are also deeply afraid of him in their hearts.
If it's just a verbal exchange of greetings to one's relatives, that's fine, but if it comes down to doing something real, most people qualified to sit here would choose to pretend they can't hear or see.
After all, a part-time job that earns only a few hundred euros per month is not worth risking one's life for.
"Hmph!"
Seeing this situation, the red-clad cardinal couldn't help but sneer.
He knew it would be like this, and at the same time, he sighed in his heart. How can the church be managed with these insects who only know to muddy the waters? The result is that it has to rely on me!
"Van Helsing! Where has he gone again? Why isn't he at the meeting!"
At this moment, the red-clad bishop's gaze swept across the hall, but he did not see the figure that was both the most troublesome and most trusted to him. Without a choice, he turned to ask the bearded knight on his left.
"Oh this..."
Under the stern gaze of the bishop, the bearded knight felt immense pressure and took a long time before he helplessly replied, "Your Eminence, Van Helsing took on another assignment two days ago, targeting a variant known as the 'Incarnate Doctor.' As for now... he seems to be on his way to London."
"London? That's quite a coincidence."
The red-clad cardinal squinted his eyes, lost in thought, and the light within his eyes became incredibly complex. In the end, he sighed and said.
"Tell the London branch to find a way to notify Van Helsing. Have him put the Incarnate Doctor on hold and look for a vampire named Edward first."
"After solving it, go to Romania and make sure Dracula disappears from this world no matter what means you use!"
At this point, he added, "Also, tell Van Helsing that this is a test given by the Master. If he can complete this task, maybe he will remember the forgotten memories..."
Upon hearing this, the members of the knightly order couldn't help but look at each other in astonishment. In the end, everyone stood up, their right fists pounding against their chests, and they bowed to the bishop, saying, "We obey your command."
...
In the suburbs of London, two figures were hurrying through the night forest.
Among them, the figure running ahead was a humanoid creature almost three meters tall, with a robust build and thick fur, resembling a giant from legend.
However, if you look at the expression on his face, you will find that it is full of panic and fear, as if he has seen something extremely terrifying.
Just then, there was a whoosh as the figure behind suddenly sped up and kicked the giant directly on his back.
A massive burst of force propelled the giant out like a cannonball, crashing through seven or eight trees before landing on the ground.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!!!"
Attacked in such a way, the giant felt several bones break in his body. The pain overwhelmed his senses and filled him with courage to retaliate. He roared and swung his fists, trying to strike the fair-faced man who relentlessly pursued him.
Thwack!!!
Another loud bang, and the giant shot backward at an even faster speed, his arm blown apart.
In the intense pain, the giant immediately screamed for mercy, promising to serve the fair-skinned man as a slave and begging for a chance to go through fire and water.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A brilliant red flame crashed down, drowning out the giant's screams in the explosion.
A few minutes later, the flames automatically extinguished, everything inside reduced to ashes, which were then blown away by the night breeze, disappearing without a trace.
"Hmph! You're so ugly, how can you even dream of being my subordinate? Don't you even look at your own level!"
Zheng Zhang twisted his wrist, scowling at the burnt marks on the ground, thinking if he should go to the church to cause trouble tonight to advance the process, his mind suddenly recalled Wu Xian's light laughter.
【There's no need to go. The fish has already taken the bait】
"Hmm?"
Zheng Zhang's expression stiffened, and then he also sensed a special aura hidden in the surroundings. He quickly turned and looked towards a dark shadow in some place.
Ding! Ding! Ding!—-
The sound of leather boots on the ground echoed, followed by a figure emerging from the shadows under the moonlight... tall and robust, wearing a black windbreaker and black hat with a black mask on, clearly not someone who can be easily identified.
However, this appearance fell into Zheng Zhang's eyes, bringing him surprise.
Because this was the image of the main character "Van Helsing" from the movie "Van Helsing"!
