Durin's Diary

Chapter 435 Search
The vampire spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm without saying a word.

"I'll do it." Durin took the white-haired, red-eyed child from a halfling and put his arm around his shoulders. "Have you ever seen a grassland elf with purple eyes?"

The child rushed towards Durin, showing his fangs.

Du Lin sighed and took him into the sunshine.

In an instant, he spontaneously combusted.

Durin pushed him to the ground, and the little vampire disintegrated into a pile of ashes as he fell to the ground.

Du Lin smiled and walked over to another child with white hair and red eyes. She was wearing a beautiful long dress. Du Lin looked at her and held up her chin with his hand. "Have you ever seen a grassland elf with a pair of purple eyes?"

She nodded fearfully.

Du Lin smiled happily: "Good boy, tell me when it happened."

"Don't say that!" screamed the vampire.

This time, Du Lin took out his pistol and fired a silver bullet to open the skull of the vampire.

The tiger man Lao Li kicked the corpse into the sun, and the corpse was immediately ignited by the sunlight.

The little girl was shaking with fear. “They were taken away two days ago. I don’t know where they went, but I heard they will be sacrificed in five days.”

"Do you know where the altar is?" Du Lin said as he turned the gun in his hand into candy.

"I heard they put the altar in Agordo," the girl said with a bitter face. "That's all I heard about the place."

"Agordo, north of Venice, less than a hundred kilometers away." Secretary Sora, as a local, immediately remembered the village.

"We still have seventy-two hours." Du Lin took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, then looked at Zhao Tiancheng: "Mr. Zhao, what about you?"

"I also want to see if the Chaos followers in the Western Continent are truly powerful. Count me in."

"Okay." Du Lin raised his hand, and the falcon from Melinda landed on Du Lin's arm, which meant that Melinda was coming.

Thinking of this, Du Lin looked at the little vampire - the little guy in front of him was also smart. Du Lin bought this horse bone.

"Since you can survive, do you have any friends you want to save?" Du Lin asked.

"Is it all okay?" she asked without thinking.

Du Lin smiled, patted the children's detection camp, and then shook his head: "The two oldest ones are not good enough."

Most of the other children were gray, which meant that young children had not yet been exposed to true evil, but the two boys were different. They were purple with a hint of red. Such treacherous and chaotic evil people could be killed by a single blow from the nameless paladin, let alone Durin, without a second thought.

"Thank you." The girl was very grateful.

Du Lin nodded, signaling Uryula to take over these brats, and then he walked up to the two boys with a gun: "Tell me, what's going on with you?"

"I've done it with adults." The first big boy answered honestly.

"Is there anyone else at home?" Du Lin asked.

"Yes, this time I'm on a mission with a Level 1 assassin. I have a mother and two sisters at home..." At this point, the boy seemed to understand something: "Please shoot."

"Yes, I must kill you. Only if you die can your mother and sister survive. I swear to you, if I can find them sooner, if there is no innocent blood on their hands by then, they will all be pardoned."

After saying that, Du Lin fired and then walked to the second target.

The brat knelt down and said, "I want to live! I'm an assassin too! I can kill for you!"

"The Three Saints Society doesn't need a spineless person like you." After saying that, Du Lin shot him dead.

I have so many strong subordinates, I really don't need a spineless person like you.

Putting away his gun, Du Lin looked at Secretary Sora.

"The north gate is over there." Secretary Sola was kind enough to show Dulin the way. Then he released the falcon, and Dulin said he wanted to wait for someone.

Within ten minutes, Melinda arrived with the hunters, along with the silver dragons carrying the hanging baskets.

The carriage ride was too slow.

Du Lin invited everyone to enter the basket.

"It seems like you have quite a lot of power in your words here." Zhao Tiancheng flew up and smiled at Du Lin: "But you are still young, how come you can't fly yet?"

"I can fly, but I'm lazy," Du Lin said as he took the orange from Melinda. He was a little curious: "Where did you get these oranges?"

"This was planted in the Great Wasteland this year. The druids used the half-rotten fruits left over from the people of Changtang. It's surprisingly delicious. Even the guests from Changtang said it tastes like home." Melinda explained.

Du Lin peeled one and ate a petal.

·With this sugar content, it's like an orange growing on diabetes. Thank goodness you're a grassland elf.

As a medical professional AI, Daju has some thoughts.

Zhao Tiancheng also got one. He peeled it and ate half of it, nodding with satisfaction: "It's delicious. It really reminds me of New Hangzhou."

New Hangzhou, a name that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Du Lin. He leaned over to the hanging basket and said, "New Hangzhou, I've heard of it from other merchants too. Is it a huge city?"

"Yes, it is also the only city in our East that still retains some of its old appearance." The hometown of the tiger man Lao Li is New Hangzhou. When talking about his home, this tiger brags about it to the sky.

But it seems to be true - after all, in the era of transition between the old and new eras, the Changtang people resisted the attacks of out-of-control alien species and green-skinned orcs, and now they have rebuilt the Yumen ring defense line, keeping the enemy out of the country.

"So what does Mr. Zhao think of our Western Continent?" Secretary Sora asked with a smile.

"It's quite lively. In Chang Tang, every little thing requires a meeting. Unlike here, if you get frustrated, you just kill the fucking person." Mr. Zhao sighed and said, "There's a saying that goes, 'Every family has its own problems.'"

The phrase "Every Family Has Its Own Difficulties" was used in Changtang dialect. Du Lin translated it for Secretary Sora, and the old secretary also laughed.

As Agordo got closer, the sky gradually darkened.

Du Lin arranged Melinda's hunters into five teams, each of which controlled the nearby mountains. In this way, several avenues were controlled, and the hunters on both sides of the mountains had a nearly infinite perfect shooting range.

For safety reasons, Du Lin asked everyone from the Three Saints Society to help hold the fort.

The nearby Northernist patrol team was already in place, led by Secretary Sora himself, along with Zhao Tiancheng's subordinates, and Du Lin took a picture of the plane anchor.

In such a big town, there is not a single light on. At nightfall, there is not even a trace of fireworks. This is very telling.

Secretary Sora didn't waste any time and fired a signal gun into the sky.

The crimson flares lit up the night sky
This is a call for more patrols.

"Is it useful?" Zhao Tiancheng was still a little curious.

But the next second, red flares were rising on the nearby streets.

Then came more flares, coming from near and far, more and more.

Secretary Sora stood in the middle of the street.

Soon, a warhorse arrived first. The company commander on the horse dismounted, ran forward and saluted Sora, followed by warriors of various tribes running over.

More and more warriors gathered until Secretary Sora waved his hand.

All the companies were divided into three waves and began to search and advance in groups.

There were flare shooters in the first row, who kept firing arcane flares into the air. Some of them even fired flares directly into the nearest small building.

Zhao Tiancheng put aside his prejudice and looked at Du Lin: "This world has no shortage of battlefields, and even more so, no shortage of warriors with hearts as strong as stone. It's me, Meng Lang."

(End of this chapter)