Chapter 1498 C: Twilight Event (IV)

The atmosphere in the Forgotten Bar was very gloomy. The remaining people sat around the bar. Dark Master Jim wiped the Night Blade in his hand, sighed and said, "The situation is very bad. I just called more than a dozen great wizards, but not many of them were able to get through. I hope they are just hiding."

"They should have thought that the devil is unreliable!" Dead Boston lowered his eyes and said, "No one can blame them for making a deal to gain power, but this is the end of relying too much on this power."

"I don't know if the devil's sudden withdrawal of power is related to the vampire's actions. If so, we will be in big trouble." Bennett looked very depressed holding the wine glass. Obviously, he still felt that he had implicated Constantine.

"Mary, that crazy woman, must have offered Constantine to Cain. Cain will suck all his blood. No vampire can resist the temptation of pure blood."

"We have to go to Plymouth." Red Robin, who was sitting far away, said silently: "They have a base there. We must first find out what the Blood Queen Mary and the Blood Clan ancestor Cain want to do."

"I'm sorry, kid, but I can't leave London now." Jim frowned and said: "I have to go to the magic family's station first, and then go to the wizard towers of the great wizards I am familiar with to find help. We can't let the devil break the contract. We must unite to negotiate with them."

"In addition, Zatanna's mental state is not good. My apprentice Andrea gave her some concentration potions, but she still needs someone to take care of her. Care and protection, we can't lose another friend. "

Red Robin said nothing, he just nodded and stood up, and said: "I'm going to go back to the Forgotten Bookstore first, ask my friends for help, and see if I can find anything useful left by John."

Jim reached out and patted his shoulder, then opened a portal for him. Before Red Robin walked into the door, Jim looked at him and said: "You are a very capable child. I know I can't stop you from doing anything, but I hope you remember that you must, must, must use Lilith's power with caution."

"I will, I have seen the consequences of abusing power."

After speaking, Red Robin stepped into the portal. The next second after the teleportation was completed, a very strong smell of blood entered Red Robin's nose.

He subconsciously covered his nose with his hand, and then he felt his feet stepping on some kind of mucus.

Red Robin looked up and saw a horrible corpse hanging on the wall next to the stairs of the Forgotten Bar.

It was a young man, pale and lifeless, pierced and nailed to the wall by a Roman-style spear, which was originally hung on the wall by the door of the bookstore as a decoration.

All the skin on the man's lower abdomen and waist was gone, but the exposed muscle tissue was too clean, with no blood or residual fat at all, giving the impression that he was not skinned, but had undergone a delicate operation.

Red Robin was not afraid at all. He stared at the corpse and walked slowly forward, leaving footprints on the blood on the floor.

Lilith said in his mind: "How cruel, human..."

"Shut up."

A trace of anger emerged in Red Robin's mind, but it was not his own, but from Lilith.

Before Lilith could get angry, she saw through Red Robin's eyes that all the blood on the ground rose up, like raindrops gathered in a puddle and retreated back to the sky.

All the information and clues in the space gathered into glowing threads, entangled with Red Robin's body. He opened his arms to welcome all of this, more devoutly than to welcome Lilith.

He became a cocoon wrapped in information. The powerful silk was hooked on the beams and took him to the middle of the room. When he looked down, he could see through the gaps in the fine silk threads that a spotless leather shoe stepped on the equally clean and tidy floor.

Schiller came in first, and then Jason the Red Hood.

Red Robin was not surprised by this. When Constantine called him away, Schiller was teaching Jason, but what did they go out for?

Schiller carried a suitcase and placed it on the table. He lit a match, and the firelight reflected the blood-like twilight on the streets of London.

Schiller burned the shopping receipt and threw the ashes into the trash can. Just as he was about to pick up the suitcase again, a black shadow suddenly flashed outside the window.

Red Robin's fingers tightened for a moment. He should have thought of it earlier. The Blood Queen Mary might have made two preparations. In addition to personally leading people to chase to the Forgotten Bar, she also sent people to the bookstore where Constantine was to prevent Constantine from escaping here using the teleportation array.

A vampire rushed into the bookstore. He spread his bat wings and stretched out his claws, but what was waiting for him was not the usual scream, but a spear that Red Hood had taken off the wall at the first time.

The spear pierced the chest of the vampire, and blood splashed on the window glass on one side. Red Hood took another step forward and used the spear to hit the vampire's body against the wall behind.

Then, his movements stopped. When this information passed through Red Robin's mind, he felt a little confused. Jason was a man who didn't spare human criminals. How could he be willing to let an evil vampire go?

Someone stopped him, and the footprints on the ground proved this.

Schiller stepped forward, stretched out his arm to block Red Hood's continued attack, and shook his head.

Schiller asked Red Hood to step aside. He walked past Red Hood and picked up the briefcase on the table. After opening the briefcase, a set of sophisticated surgical tools was inside.

"Go and get me that book over there." Schiller raised his chin slightly. Red Hood paused for a moment, but still followed his instructions to the bookshelf and took the book Schiller wanted.

Schiller asked Red Hood to turn to a page of the book, and with a dazzling technique, he used a scalpel to carve a complex pattern on the back of the hand of the vampire who was knocked down and nailed to the ground.

Schiller asked Red Hood to take the staff that Constantine and Bruce used to conduct the magic circle experiment, which still had energy, and tapped the back of the vampire's hand. The magic circle emitted a filthy red light, and the vampire screamed terribly.

He instinctively wanted to turn into a bat to escape, but the restrictive magic circle made his ability to transform invalid, and the spear that Red Hood pierced through his chest made him lie on the ground.

"He can't run away. Go and pull out the weapon." Schiller cleaned the scalpel and said to Red Hood.

Red Hood always hated being ordered around by others, even Batman, but he was so fast that he left an afterimage, because the Schiller he was facing now gave him the feeling that he was actually no different from the unfortunate guy lying on the ground - Schiller couldn't see them at all.

Red Hood pulled out his spear, and the vampire struggled to get up. Schiller raised his head again and said, "Go grab him and keep him still."

Red Hood walked to the front of the vampire's head, stretched out his hand to drag his upper body up from the ground, and locked him with his hands through his armpits. Schiller nodded and said, "Very good, keep this position and don't move. If you don't want to see, close your eyes."

"How do you plan to kill him? Let him bask in the sun?"

"I don't plan to kill him. Vampires have strong self-healing abilities. I just take something from his body. He won't die."

Schiller took off the vampire's shirt while speaking, and then used a scalpel to draw a thin line oozing blood from the center of the clavicle to the navel. The vampire didn't know what he was going to do, but kept cursing.

The next second, the scalpel cut the skin. The wound was not deep and the pain was not severe, but Schiller put his fingers in, used both hands to push the skin near the wound, and then cut down until he came to the soft belly.

The vampire's body has no temperature. Schiller seemed dissatisfied with this. He quickened his movements and said to the red hood while peeling off the skin on the vampire's abdomen.

"Have you read the Bible?"

"Maybe."

"Abel was a shepherd and Cain was a farmer. Abel raised livestock with the heart of serving God. God was pleased with his piety and therefore accepted him, so that everyone would know that God was pleased with the sacrifice of livestock."

"God liked Abel's sacrifice. First, because God likes sacrifices. The sacrifices are for the sins of the sacrificers. They shed blood for the sinners, so that God understands the repentance of the sacrificers."

"Second, because the sacrifices are the best. The firstborn sheep in the flock are the strongest, and the fat on the sheep's abdomen is the fattest part of the sheep. Only by offering the best to God can God be pleased."

The vampire kept shaking and screaming, and more and more blood flowed out of his body. His uncontrollable legs wiped arc-shaped traces of blood on the floor.

"Your hand is loose." Schiller lowered his head and reminded.

Red Hood showed a slightly tangled expression, and said: "Don't do it, it's okay to kill him, I can't... I can't..."

"Let go, the next one lying here will be you."

Suddenly, the vampire no longer had room to struggle. Schiller cut off all the epidermis on the vampire's abdomen and waist, cut off the nerves, removed the blood vessels, and then used a scalpel to scrape off his clean subcutaneous fat bit by bit and put it into a glass bottle.

Red Hood clamped the struggling vampire with all his strength, closed his eyes and kept hypnotizing himself in his mind.

Until Schiller stood up, put away the surgical instruments and bottles, and said to Red Hood: "Take the spear and nail him to the wall, someone will be able to read it."

Red Hood did it almost instinctively, but after seeing the vampire struggling and screaming while grabbing the spear on his chest, he couldn't help but called Schiller who was about to leave and said: "There is some mercury in the basement, I will get it to feed him, wait for me."

After that, Red Hood walked to the basement without looking back. Soon, he brought a small bottle of mercury and forced the vampire's mouth open to let him swallow it.

The vampire did not show symptoms of mercury poisoning, but his self-healing ability gradually disappeared, and then his vitality disappeared.

Red Hood lowered his head and walked past Schiller, and came to the door and whispered: "What is said in folk tales, I didn't expect it to be really useful."

"You will be an arrogant good student."

Schiller lowered his head, meticulously packed up the surgical instruments, picked up the bottle of abdominal fat, and left the Forgotten Bookstore with Red Hood.

Lilith, who had seen the scene reappear in Red Robin's mind, was silent, but Red Robin raised his head, stared at the corpse on the wall with a focused look and said: "How cruel, human..."

After a while, Red Robin walked out of the Forgotten Bookstore quickly, and Lilith asked in his mind: "Where are you going? Do you need me to help you open the portal?"

“No need.”

Red Robin walked outside, a taxi came on the street, got in the back seat and said to the driver: “Go to Westminster Abbey.”

Before Lilith asked, Red Robin said: “He left the body because he knew someone could understand... That person is me. This is a letter he left for me.”