Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 117 Two Women Fighting a Group of Ghosts (33)

The night was like a thick black curtain, tightly covering the ancient concert hall.

The outer streets were quiet and eerie, with only the dim moonlight occasionally filtering through the clouds, casting a faint silver glow and outlining the vague silhouettes of the buildings.

In the sentry box, a vampire baron was standing guard boredly.

Perhaps humans didn't launch a decent counterattack at all, perhaps he was too arrogant to take humans seriously, or perhaps he was just so lax.

As a result, he didn't notice that there was a figure standing behind him.

click-

The neck was twisted, the sharp blade was inserted into the eye socket, twisted hard, and then pulled out.

The whole process took no more than two seconds, and the young vampire baron was dead beyond death.

[Kill one Blood Clan Baron and receive 50 points as a reward]

Zhao Yingkong squatted down, wiped the blood from the short blade on the vampire's clothes, and then observed the command post.

Long before strengthening the Six Treasury Immortal Thief, Zhao Yingkong had been exploring abilities that suited him.

After all, he is an assassin, so theoretically, the abilities of concealment, space, and reinforcement are all suitable for him.

But at this moment she also felt the unique power of the Liuku Immortal Thief.

As the pinnacle of body refining, especially with the blessing of so many natural treasures from the Lord God, the Immortal Thief Liuku has developed Zhao Yingkong's body to an extremely high level.

Moreover, this intensity is enhanced simultaneously inside and outside without any blind spots, even making her mind calmer and more indifferent.

In terms of physical strength, Zhao Yingkong is now in the first echelon of the Zhongzhou team, and is not inferior to the two two-meter-five Astartes.

The side effects of the Six Treasury Immortal Thief can make her calmer and more objective, and not be swayed by emotions in battle.

Zhao Yingkong possesses an extremely perfect body, and all five senses have been developed to the limit.

Not only can it sense the coming of autumn, but it can even do things that humans cannot do at all.

For example, hunting the so-called Night Child vampires in the dark.

Phew!

An arrow pierced directly into the head of another vampire lurking in the dark.

"Yingkong, didn't you notice?" A mature female voice sounded not far away.

Compared to Zhao Yingkong, Ming Yanwei, who is an elf + Saint Seiya + has a natural sixth sense, is not slow at all in killing.

"I just killed 18 vampires, 103 low-level blood servants and human soldiers." As soon as Zhao Yingkong saw Ming Yanwei's mature and charming expression, he felt the emotions that he had suppressed as the Six Treasury Immortal Thief surge up.

Why does it feel like this woman is restraining herself in everything?
Ming Yanwei smiled and said, "Then I should have killed no less than 30 vampires."

"As for humans, they're not worth wasting my arrows on."

So angry!
Zhao Yingkong turned around and ignored Ming Yanwei.

She walked quietly in the shadows like a ghost, her light footsteps as silent as a cat.

click-

This was the twenty-fifth vampire's neck that Zhao Yingkong had broken, although she had not yet enhanced her Shadow Shuttler skill.

But at this moment, she was better at killing in the dark than vampires.

The Cadogan Hall outside Buckingham Palace has now become a vampire lair, with thousands of vampires gathering here.

Constantly driving mortal servants to attack Buckingham Palace.

After all, the lives of vampires are precious, especially after experiencing the tragic war with the Demon Party.

Few vampires are willing to sacrifice their long lives.

But this time, she seemed to have triggered some kind of trap magic. The surrounding vampires reacted immediately as if they had received an alarm.

"There's an attack!"

As soon as a vampire shouted, two special blessed arrows pierced his head and heart almost simultaneously.

But this also completely exposed her position. More than a dozen vampires rushed over and surrounded her.

She looked around and found that she was still on the street outside the concert hall.

As long as we can attract some vampires, we should be able to relieve some of the pressure on Zheng Zha and the others.

"Who are you anyway, bitches of the National Religion?!" A vampire's lustful gaze scanned the curvy and perfect bodies of Zhao Yingkong and Ming Yanwei.

Upon hearing these words, Ming Yanwei's face, which still had a slight smile on it, instantly turned pale.

This look and tone brought back bad memories for her.

"What a shame! The history of your Ecclesiarchy ends today. Why not follow me and enjoy eternal life—"

Brush brush!
Ming Yanwei, who has unlocked her genetic lock, is not someone that only the vampire viscount can see clearly.

In just a second, the young vampire was nailed to the ground.

His body was full of arrows.

"Boente!?!" All the vampires present were staring blankly at the vampire corpse that looked like a hedgehog, and they didn't notice that two flash grenades and stun grenades were hanging on his arrow.

In an instant, a strong white light illuminated half a block, and the other vampires illuminated by the white light let out shrill howls.

Not only were the eyes of many vampires temporarily burned blind, but even their pale skin emitted a slight sizzling sound and green smoke, just like fried eggs in a hot pan under the white light.

However, their screams were drowned out by the loud noise of the stun bombs. The stun bombs mixed with holy water were far more lethal than ordinary bombs.

The weaker vampires were even shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices and falling to the ground.

Seeing the wailing vampires on the ground, Ming Yanwei snorted coldly: "What a bunch of clueless idiots."

Zhao Yingkong also complained: "They are so weak. These guys have no fighting skills at all. They are just a bunch of show-offs."

These vampires seem to be no different from ordinary second-rate thugs.

He is clueless, addicted to carnal desires, and afraid of death.

As expected, every race has that last 10% of trash.

"Yes, they are just a bunch of show-offs."

A voice came from above. Zhao Yingkong looked up and saw what looked like a huge black bat hanging upside down on the street lamp.

"Playing tricks!" Just as Zhao Yingkong was about to jump up and kill the vampire.

After a closer look, she found that the black shadow was just a ball of black cloth fluttering in the wind. She immediately looked around vigilantly.

"Interesting human girl. Such a stunning beauty. I've always been attracted to Eastern girls."

"Compared to Europeans who are gradually starting to think of themselves as women, the inner world of Eastern girls is as fragile and beautiful as glass."

A voice suddenly came from behind. Zhao Yingkong's face turned cold and he turned around to look.

A vampire appeared behind her at some point, his slender figure looking eerie in the moonlight.

He was wearing a black cloak that swayed slightly in the wind, like a part of the night.

His blood-red eyes stared at Zhao Yingkong, as if he wanted to see through her soul. A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing sharp fangs and a cold light flashing.

But his face, which should have been very handsome, was now full of holes as if it had been gnawed by countless small insects, which made people shudder.

(End of this chapter)