"My name?"
The mysterious figure hidden in the cloak raised his head slightly, looked at Archbishop Nesef of the Thunder Church, nodded slightly, and said, "I don't have a name. In the past, my code name was only Demon Hunter."
But before Nesef could speak, the witcher said, "But in this new era, I also need a name to call myself."
"Van Helsing, I'll just call you Van Helsing."
After a moment of contemplation, the witcher slowly spoke, "The first person I met after waking up addressed me like this. He is said to be a great witcher. I believe I can do better than him."
"Van Helsing?"
Archbishop Nessef read the name and nodded. "Van Helsing is a fictional character in film and television, but you are a real person. I believe you can carry the name Van Helsing through to the end and make the darkness of all Europe tremble."
Van Helsing shook his head and did not think that he could make the dark forces of the whole of Europe feel fear. He was just an ordinary demon hunter who was now recruited by the Church of Thunder.
“What’s the situation in Europe right now?”
After adjusting his state, Van Helsing immediately entered the demon hunter state and asked, "When I came here, I heard people discussing Fenrir and Jörmungandr... What's going on? Do you need my help?"
"No, I don't need that."
Archbishop Nesef said simply: "Jörmungandr and Fenrir have both been slain by my Lord and have gone to Hell."
"However, there have been traces of werewolves in Britain recently. However, they have been killed by British inspectors, so there shouldn't be any problem."
"Werewolf?"
Van Helsing muttered to himself, repeating the name of this vaguely familiar race in his mind, muttering, "Impossible, there can't be only one werewolf... Moreover, werewolves and vampires complement each other. If there are werewolves, then there must be vampires wandering around here."
"vampire?!"
Nessef was stunned for a moment, then asked repeatedly, "Mr. Van Helsing is saying that Britain not only has werewolves, but also vampires?"
"Yes, if not in Britain, then in some other European country."
Van Helsing nodded seriously. "I don't know much about werewolves, but I know a lot about vampires. Vampires can transform humans into vampires. We must act as soon as possible!"
"I'll contact the helicopter to Britain right away!"
Nessef immediately became serious. He turned around, but before he could do anything, he saw a Thunder Church missionary in white rushing over and whispering in Nessef's ear:
"Your Majesty, I just received news that unrest has broken out in Rome, Italy. The Destroyer Organization is wreaking havoc in Rome, and an Italian army has been completely annihilated..."
Although the missionary was speaking next to Nessef's ear, Van Helsing was, after all, a veteran witcher with extremely strong hearing. Nessef was only five meters away from him, so Van Helsing could certainly hear what was said between them.
Nessef nodded slightly, and the missionary immediately withdrew. However, before he could explain the situation to Van Helsing, Van Helsing said, "I'm very sorry. I accidentally overheard your conversation. I'm very sorry about that... But what organization is that Destroyer?"
"This is a long story, let's talk about it while we walk."
Nessef turned and invited Van Helsing to walk with him out of the church. "Although the matter may be over by the time we reach Rome, we should also express our condolences to the citizens of Rome on behalf of the will of the great Lord of Thunder!"
"If... by the time we reach Rome, the Destroyer hasn't retreated, then we'll show the Destroyer what a thunder strike is!"
As Nesef spoke, a flash of electricity suddenly flashed across his huge biceps.
Nesef was very confident. A few days ago, the great Lord of Thunder sent down an oracle, granting them the practice method to enslave lightning!
Van Helsing nodded and said seriously, "Any evil creature that harms humanity must die!"
......
Rome was filled with flames and corpses, both human and giant worm. Tall buildings were collapsing. The sounds of monsters howling, humans crying, and gunfire exploding filled the air.
It's quite a scene of hell on earth!
Standing on the rooftop of a moderately large office building in Rome, Leanna gazed at the breathtakingly beautiful scene. Atlaine's voice reached her ears, and without even turning back, she asked, "Is everything done?"
"Well, Jocelyn has been transformed into a noble vampire by me."
Artline's voice sounded a little weak: "She won't become a noble vampire all of a sudden. She needs more than ten days to adapt."
"very good."
Lianna nodded calmly. An elite member serving nearby seemed to have received some news. He walked over quickly and whispered, "Your Highness, we just received news that we have wiped out two Italian armies."
"Um?"
Lianna was a little surprised: "Is the armed force we control so strong?"
The Destroyers have an armed organization of about 400 people. They are a mercenary group that roams around Africa all year round and are not a regular army.
Originally, Leanna only wanted this armed organization to provide fire cover and cooperate with Xiaodai to block the Italian army, hoping to wipe out the vanguard of three or four hundred people.
But I didn’t expect... that this armed group of 400 people directly defeated two regular legions, totaling more than 15,000 people?
“Ahem…”
The elite member coughed lightly and explained, "Your Highness, we didn't kill too many people. Instead... when the Holy Worm broke out of the ground, the enemies collapsed without a fight..."
Rianna: “???”
What is this?
"It seems the Italian army's fighting spirit isn't very high."
Lianna sighed softly: "But it doesn't matter, let's prepare to evacuate."
"I have a feeling a large-scale military force will soon be arriving nearby...especially those from the Thunder Church."
"Your Highness, the Thunder Church is just a bunch of self-righteous trash. Their actual combat effectiveness is not strong at all. We don't need to pay attention to them." The elite member suggested respectfully.
"Although not strong, but very difficult to deal with."
Leanna's tone seemed to hint at something: "Retreat! Today's results are already good enough. There's no need to give those false gods an excuse to descend!"
"Atlan, we will disguise ourselves as ordinary people and hide near Jocelyn's villa in the suburbs during the chaos. Rome is our next stronghold, and we can't leave easily."
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