[Twilight] Believer

The weather in Port Los Angeles, Ireland, has been cloudy and rainy for several days in a row, with continuous low pressure hovering over the entire city, and the anger hidden in Caius is also lingering, like a pair of scissors trying to cut his bones Those old-fashioned elegance were cut away little by little, leaving only the anger rising and falling in his chest.

At this moment, the harbor that had lost the care of the sun seemed lifeless. Caius had a cold face, and his eyes like ice skates slowly threw it at the face of the blood race who reported the progress.

The vampire stared at by his vicious eyes is called Felix, a vampire with powerful abilities.I'm afraid that even Felix himself didn't think that he would be disgusted by Caius one day if he was as strong as him.Originally, he was only guarding Aro and Marcus in the Volturi, but when Caius called and said that his friend Luis died inexplicably and needed someone to help, he happened to be by Aro's side. come over.

In fact, this task should be carried out by Dmitri, who is rich in tracking capabilities, if he hadn't picked up the phone that hadn't rang for more than ten years.

Caius seemed to see Felix's slander from the motionless expression of his subordinates, and he couldn't help snorting softly. The red color, which was richer than blood jade, filled Caius' eyes in an instant. Like a cheetah approaching step by step, he walked towards Felix, who was looking ahead, but he didn't look into the other's eyes and said, "It's bad."

It has always been Caius's style to cherish words like gold. Felix lowered his head. Caius' blame was lighter than expected, but it was enough for him to confess for more than ten or twenty years.

Felix and the other vampires retreated. They will find the murderer at all costs. There is an unknown fire burning in their hearts...

Alec walked over from the dark, and the waves were churning one after another. The original blue water turned gray at some point, and the strong white stuck to the waves like a piece of plastic bag.The sea breeze blew up his leader Caius's meticulously combed blond hair, and the cloak rattled as it was torn by the sea breeze. Those eyes were like a lonely drop of blood in a snowy night.Alec is not without fear of this leader, he is silent and ruthless in his words, but every time he makes a move, he does not hesitate or soften his heart.

Although Caius didn't have any talent, he was born without anger and prestige. The majesty from the ancient nobles was enough to frighten them, and he firmly controlled them with his outstanding leadership and iron-fisted rule policy. blood group.

Alec was not sure that he would not appear in front of the furious Caius. His angelic and sweet face was stern without a smile, and his voice was flat and without sadness: "It was indeed done by the vampire hunter."

"Oh, I didn't expect us to be the first to tear up the agreement. Let's do it!"

Alec ordered, turned around and disappeared in this sea area in a blink of an eye.Caius' meaning couldn't be more obvious. In fact, there is no need to know who the exact perpetrator is. Whoever is a hunter performing a mission nearby is just unlucky.

There is a large grassland outside the castle, which is flat without any wrinkles under the deep moonlight at night. Caius walked alone in this vast grassland. The cold moonlight shone on him, and his lonely shadow slowly moved on the grass. moving.

He didn't wear a cloak, but a low-necked woolen single-breasted vest over a white shirt. The complicated front of the shirt extended to the lower jaw. Caius' chin was a sharp line, very much like his character, unsheathed It will hurt people.

The pace of the ancient vampire was very slow, as if trying to lure the prey to the trap little by little.The hunters hiding in the dark knew only the identity of the vampire hundreds of meters away. As for the title and position, they were not the issues they would struggle with tonight. They just happened to run into a vampire by chance.

Maybe it was a group of young hunters who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, but only knew the hit rate of the first few bullets in their hands.

Whit and Broad are hunters who have been partners for two years. They have a strong record in the past two years and are among the best in the rookie rankings. It is rare that the Hunters Guild was reorganized after the truce. They were drawn together. The scope of their hunting is Western Europe area.From the observation through the binoculars, the vampire was unsuspecting, and he should be the most famous heir to the nearby castle.

Two young and handsome teenagers, the most impulsive elements in their blood clamored to rush out of their bodies. Their natural hatred for vampires made them ignore the possibility of a trap in front of them. Brod raised his gun and aimed at the moving figure , aim and pull the trigger.

Whit, who was waiting beside him holding his breath, showed a smile of determination, and pressed the micro-mechanism of interference signal in his hand. The red light existed faintly in the dark night. Just when they were full of ambition, they walked in front of them carelessly. The blood race suddenly turned around, with the same young and handsome faces as theirs, but the difference was that the blood race did not have their vitality and blood flowing under the skin.

Blood, sweet dinner.

Caius' speed was faster than the hunter's. When Whit noticed something was wrong, Brod had already been caught by the vampires lurking in the castle. In front of the surveyed castle, is there only an ending of being caught without a fight?

it's not true.

Whit's jammer could buy the two of them a few minutes to escape. The two wounded a few vampires with a gun, and then used the jammer to force them to immobilize or use their talents for a while, while they blended into the thick Go in the dark night.The hasty pace made the sound of their blood amplified several times in the vampire's ears, and they tried to use these few minutes as quickly and quietly as possible.

But they didn't know that Caius, one of the three elders of Volturi, had no talent, and his fighting power alone was enough to deal with two humans.

From the moment he became a hunter, Whit has been determined to die. He thinks that the worst thing is to die under the hands of a vampire, just like his family members who died before, but he doesn't know that Caius, the uncertain superior, this time What they want most is to destroy their entire hunter guild reorganization hunter, not just his life alone.Whit felt the strength of the blood race that was chasing after him. He gestured to Brod, and Brod ran up the mountain without turning back after understanding.

Whit turned around and pointed the gun at Caius who was chasing after him. Even though the night vision ability honed by their hunters' harsh training was still inferior to the instinct of vampires, Caius dodged the shot released by Whit The gun knocked him to the ground in less than a second.

The dark red and coquettish eyes met Whit's sullen eyes, Caius smiled and showed his teeth: "Stupid mortal!"

Whit still just stared at Caius without speaking, and heard him continue to say: "I can always get you to speak, and your escaped companion is impossible to leave Los Angeles Harbor."

Caius's smile was not all contempt, but also annoyed at himself for jumping to conclusions.This group of rabble was so disorganized that it was annoying, and he almost ordered the cancellation of the encirclement and suppression order.

Alec originally thought that this group of hunters were just unlucky ones, but unexpectedly, even without a thorough plan, they could still escape the observation of all of them, and there was nothing they could do.

Therefore, to ensure the secrecy and safety of the life of vampires, it is necessary to uproot and wipe out these blood hunters who hunt vampires for a living!