Operation Red Book

Chapter 447 Kill That Vampire 2

"Uh...uh...you!"

Viscount Dalton seemed to have discovered them, or to be more precise, Ivy.

He raised his fingers, which were as twisted and wrinkled as a dead tree, and pointed tremblingly at Ivy, who didn't dare to make a sound.

He was still the same as when I first met him, like a toad that had stayed in a dry well all his life, emitting a foul odor and covered in mucus and blood.

"Uhhhhhh! BITCH!!"

Viscount Dalton suddenly let out a sharp howl, the sound like a werewolf under the full moon.

He opened his bloody mouth and strode towards Ivy and the other two.

"Ms. Ivy, run!"

Christine had never seen such a horrible monster. She screamed in panic, grabbed Ivy's wrist and was about to run back.

"Don't!"

Ivy pulled back Christine who was trying to escape and hid her behind her.

"Ms. Ivy..."

"There's something wrong with him, he..."

Ivy's knees went weak and her body trembled with fear.

But she still tried to keep herself steady, her eyes fixed on the monster running towards her.

In the moonlight, Ivy once again saw the fangs flashing with cold light.

But there was only one beam reflecting the moonlight, and on the other side was a black hole oozing with sticky blood.

His left eye seemed unable to open. Two or three twisted lines of blood flowed out from the slit of his eye, meandering through the deep wrinkles like dark red streams.

"Ms. Ivy! I'm so scared!"

"Don't be afraid! We'll be fine!"

Ivy held Christine's hand, trying to comfort her and herself at the same time.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh-"

Viscount Dalton howled loudly, and his lame legs stepped on the dead leaves, making deep and shallow sounds.

But even though he was injured, he still moved very quickly, and in a short while he had traveled nearly a hundred meters.

Looking at the monster stretching out its dry bones towards her, Ivy's heart suddenly jumped to the extreme. She gasped heavily, her pupils trembling with fear, but she was still unwilling to move a step.

In the blink of an eye, Viscount Dalton had moved in front of Ivy. He stared with his frog-like single eye, and his bent fingers were about to touch Ivy's neck.

"Ms. Ivy!"

“Uh ...

"Snapped!"

In a split second, a red figure flashed from Ivy's peripheral vision and knocked Viscount Dalton to the ground.

“Ugh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa—”

"boom!"

The red figure was as huge as a brown bear. He grabbed Viscount Dalton's throat and pushed him onto a tree stump several dozen meters away.

"Ahhhh!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Without any hesitation, the red figure pinned Viscount Dalton down on the tree stump and punched him three times. Viscount Dalton then raised his leg with the remaining strength and kicked the red figure out.

The two figures, one red and one black, suddenly started fighting with each other. Neither of them gave in and both wanted to kill the other.

The wild animal-like howling resounded throughout the forest; in comparison, the sound of the dead leaves being ravaged seemed so beautiful.

Ivy, who survived the disaster, lost her legs completely at the sound of fighting and fell into Lord Leon's arms.

"That's funny, how did you know someone would come to rescue you?"

Lord Leon smiled and asked.

Ivy tried to calm her pounding heart and did not respond immediately.

She took several deep breaths and pointed to the top of her head with slightly trembling fingers.

Lord Leon looked at the direction of Ivy's finger, a hint of doubt flashed across his face: "Hair parting?"

“It’s intuition!”

I feel like I've been offended.

Ivy rolled her eyes, pushed Lord Leon away and stood up.

She wiped Christine's tears with her clothes and touched her head to comfort her.

"Do you know the kid in the red uniform?"

Lord Leon asked, looking at the red figure in the distance.

"He is from SCO and has a deep hatred for that old, ugly vampire."

Ivy replied, patting Kristen on the back.

"Dalton had many wounds on his body. His fingers were broken, his eyeballs were missing, his legs were lame, his teeth were missing, and there was even a piece of flesh bitten off on his waist..."

"It can't be Death, the devil, or an angel. They can easily crush him with one finger. It can't be a wizard either. They are more arrogant about their witchcraft than the French."

"It's even more impossible for him to be a vampire hunter like Van Helsing. First, his strength is not equal to his. He can only use some professional equipment. Second,..."

"What is it?" Lord Leon was fascinated and asked impatiently.

Ivy glanced at him and replied, "Vampire hunters should be more interested in you."

After saying that, they both fell silent for a while. Lord Leon secretly raised the corner of his mouth in the night, while Ivy looked deeply at Walter and Dalton who were fighting each other.

"That little half-blood can't beat the vampires of the Dalton family..." Lord Leon added kindly.

Seeing Ivy's hesitant expression, the corners of his mouth rose higher, and he leaned over and whispered softly: "Let me tell you a secret, mixed-blood blood doesn't taste good at all, but it is the best medicine to replenish vampire energy."

"The vampire family has always married each other. Humans can't stand vampires, and vampires can't stand humans, so the offspring of humans and vampires are very precious..."

"Just one sip will greatly increase your strength. For that pure old toad, one sip will restore your physical strength, two sips will heal your injuries, three sips will restore your youth, and the last sip... of course, will purify everything..."

“By then, you, your friends, your elders, and that little half-blood…” Lord Leon’s eyes flashed with a complicated look, “all of you will be in trouble.”

Ivy's heart suddenly trembled. Lord Leon had no body temperature, and the gas sprayed behind Ivy's ears was colder than the cold wind at minus 30 degrees Celsius.

"So..." Ivy squinted her eyes and looked at Lord Leon coldly, "Are you going to tell me what to do?"

"It's very simple!"

Lord Leon said shamelessly.

He straightened his back and took a few steps forward. After stopping, he looked back at Ivy and snapped his fingers.

Ivy only felt a flash of cold light in front of her eyes, and then a hurricane rolled forward from behind.

She almost fell down and was pushed forward a few steps by the wind. Then a whole row of trees collapsed in front of the three of them.

"Ms. Ivy..."

Looking at the smiling Lord Leon, Christine suddenly felt a sense of fear.

As for Ivy, her expression was nervous, her eyes were stern, and her clenched fists were shaking slightly.

"As long as I turn my fingers, everyone within a hundred miles will be torn to pieces by me."

Lord Leon laughed.

"I am a vampire who has survived for thousands of years. I am not only the legendary lord, but also one of the ancestors of vampires worshipped by the whole world."

"You want to get away with it. It's easy. I can kill anyone you want me to kill, the Dalton family and that little half-blood. But..."

"You will marry me, right here, and become my Lord's wife..."

"I reject."

Ivy took Christine's hand, turned around and left, leaving Lord Leon alone in the darkness.

"Ms. Ivy..."

"There are many ways to kill vampires. As far as I know, pure silver and crosses can effectively stop vampires. Last time, Joshua used a dagger made of pure silver to save me from Viscount Dalton."

"Ms. Ivy..."

"Kiki, listen to me, the priest lying by the lake has a sterling silver cross on his body. I've seen him so many times, and I've noticed it every time."

"Oh! That extremely sexy priest...but Miss Ivy..."

"We need to get your gun back. You must have enough bullets. I just saw your magazine. Kiki, are you willing to cover me and help me get through the siege of the undead and get the sterling silver cross on Jacob?"

"Ms. Ivy..."

"I know it's difficult, but if you don't try, how can you know if you will succeed?"

"But Miss Ivy..."

"What on earth do you want to tell me Kiki!"

Ivy frowned, her tense nerves making her feel so painful that she was almost going crazy.

"Look what your fiancé is holding..."

Christine pointed to Lord Leon who was not far away.

Following her finger, Ivy looked at Lord Leon's waving right hand. Suddenly, her pupils tightened and her heart beat faster.

A small iron rod in the shape of a flashlight reflects the cold moonlight in the darkness.

"What he is holding in his hand, is it..."

"Joshua... it's Joshua's lightsaber..."

Ivy's eyes darkened and she spoke with a short breath.

Fortunately, she had the weapons to quickly get through the siege of the "undead".

But what she was most reluctant to admit was that Joshua was "eaten" by Lord Leon...