I made up myths in America

Chapter 111: Unveiling the coffin
"no."

When their bodies felt the huge vibration and they woke up from that beautiful dream that was like heaven, Michael, Nathan and others were stunned.

Weren't they flying in the sky just now?

How could I be submerged in water in the blink of an eye, surrounded by thick green vines everywhere?!

Everyone turned their eyes to the owl that was floating in the air, its body glowing green.

"I don't know what's going on."

Emma was also a little confused. "It seems the vines grew out on their own because they sensed danger. According to the knowledge Grandpa Malfurion passed on to me, this is nature's protection for us druids."

"Emma, ​​do you think our Druid sect is still short of people? I can do it too."

Michael volunteered, his little eyes full of desire for this awesome life-saving skill.

"Probably not."

Emma glanced at him and shook her head. "Didn't your consciousness just enter the Emerald Dream? Grandpa Malfurion ignored you."

"alright."

If Michael hadn't been worried about getting in trouble with the druid boss, he would have wanted to shout that this was blatant sex discrimination.

Outside the plane, after watching for a while and communicating with their superiors, the guards surrounded them again.

Because the falling plane smashed directly through the ground of Westminster Abbey, the nose and most of the cabin were inserted into the underground Crusader tomb.

At this time, the water around here was knee-deep.

There were also some BPRD staff members wearing diving suits who were carrying the sarcophagus inside. The bodies were soaked in water, their eyes wide open, and trickles of blood were flowing out from the wounds on their bodies and merged into the surrounding water. Finally, a lot of water flowed into the sarcophagus containing the bodies of the Crusaders, whose lid had been knocked open.

slam-la-

When the guards jumped into the water, Michael in the cabin moved his ears slightly and heard some strange noises around him.

He looked serious, pulled out the pistol from his waist, made a gesture to silence everyone, and after Emma tilted her head and removed the vines around her, he drew his gun and shot.

Bang, bang, bang!!
Bullets were fired from the muzzle with the force of the wind, with an outrageous trajectory that could have caused Newton to rise from his coffin. They turned and bypassed the guards, shooting at the heads of the crusaders behind them who were wearing knight armor and had actually risen from their coffins.

"Fuck, what the hell is this?"

Thinking Michael was shooting at them, the guards almost shot him.

Fortunately, they soon discovered the unusual noise behind them, and even two guards had been captured by those blood-sucking monsters. After a while, accompanied by shrill screams, their bodies became shriveled, as if they were sucking out orange juice.

After being nourished by fresh blood, the dry bodies of these slow-moving Crusader Knights became plump again under their armor. From the snail-like pace of zombies just now, they became as fast as the wind and had infinite strength. Even the wounds on their bodies that had just been caused by bullets were healed in an instant.

After a while, in this tomb that looked sacred and majestic with many angel reliefs carved on all sides, there appeared several more bodies of guards who had been sucked dry, and a dozen fully resurrected and imposing Crusader Vampire Knights.

"Shit, these things can't be vampires??!"

The sense of déjà vu was so strong that Michael realized that the bullets he fired could not cause any effective damage. He put away his gun with a dark face and took a step forward.

If bullets were useless, he also knew a little about boxing and kicking, so at least they could die with dignity. Of course, the main purpose was to buy time for Miss Emma, ​​who seemed unskilled.

Whoosh, whoosh—

This time, he did not attach the wind force to the bullet, but attached it to himself and the military dagger in his hand.

Michael pointed his toes and rushed out as fast as the wind. Then within three seconds, he flew back backwards at an even faster speed.

Bang! !

Michael fell heavily to the ground, and he climbed up with a bruised face. He said with a bitter face, "I can't beat them. I can't beat them at all. These vampires are too strong."

"Okay, I know how to summon those vines."

At this time, the owl, which had kept its eyes closed, opened its eyes and recited a difficult spell in Celtic.

Rustle, rustle——

As a green light flashed, the vines in the tomb that had just dispersed began to grow again as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and soon filled the entire underground space.

"It's a Celtic priest. Let's go."

The Crusader Knights, who had almost killed all the guards outside, saw this with red lights flashing in their eyes. They swung their swords to cut the thick vines around them, and their bodies suddenly exploded, turning into countless black bats. They rushed to the innermost room of the tomb corridor, lifted up the obviously different sarcophagus inside, and disappeared into the horizon with it.

"Phew, I was scared to death."

In the wrecked cabin, Nathan and the others, who had been afraid to breathe just now, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. Looking at the bodies of the guards outside who had been sucked dry, their faces were full of relief.

Fortunately, they were almost sucked dry.

Everyone was extremely grateful to Emma for saving them twice, and they stepped forward and threw her owl's body high into the air.

"Wait, I think..."

Emma was so confused that she couldn't even finish her words. Her soul had already floated out of her body, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, and returned to her home.

"call"

At the same time, at 133 Baker Street, in the room on the second floor of the villa, a red-haired girl in pajamas suddenly jumped up from the bed. Seeing her carefully decorated bedroom now completely covered with green ivy, she held her head and let out an unacceptable cry, "Ahhh——"

Meanwhile, British Prime Minister Rishi Sunak and members of Parliament, who had quickly moved to a safe location the moment the gunshots rang out in the church, glanced at each other and said hesitantly, "What are you doing?"

"Are you saying that the plane just now belonged to the US Special Incidents Bureau, and they also had a druid on board who was suspected of having the ability to control plants?"

"Yes, Prime Minister, and we also found this in the crypt under the church."

The RASP agent supervisor had a serious expression on his face as he took out a tablet containing photos and videos extracted from the body cameras carried by the dead guards.

One of the videos, shot close up, showing a guard being fucked by a resurrected Crusader Knight vampire, is particularly chilling.

The British officials present gasped and suddenly felt that they were not very safe here.

(End of this chapter)