The officer opened his mouth and was about to say to Van Helsing, "What's wrong with you?", but was shocked by the sudden gunshot from the police station.

"It's just as you said you heard, your police station was invaded by a guy that ordinary people could not deal with." Van Helsing's face became serious.

The policeman looked at him with a dark face and said, "This is nothing! There is a shooting range in the police station. Maybe the gun went off fire. The Holy Lord blessed him as long as he didn't hurt anyone..."

"You still believe in the Holy Lord? Then you should let me go, otherwise everyone here will be in danger."

"Go to your... I'm lying on the Holy Lord, that's just a habitual catchphrase." After the policeman finished speaking, there were continuous gunshots and fighting sounds in the police station, which were very short, just like the policeman on duty in the police station was knocked down by the other party in less than a few seconds.

Van Helsing heard nothing in the police station and glanced at the police station indifferently, "Okay, it seems that you have become the only policeman in the police station, you have to protect me!"

The police officer swallowed, "Okay, come out... don't expect me to protect you. If you want, go and run away... Now there are protesting citizens in New York City, and there must be attacks from thugs or terrorists!"

The policeman trembled with his arms and opened the prison door of Van Helsing's room. After Van Helsing came out, he patted the other party on the shoulder. "It is you who should escape. As long as it is not a very dangerous enemy, I can still fight. My life has long been prepared to contribute to the Holy Lord."

As Van Helsing walked forward, he looked back at the frightened police officer. "Do you know what I have more than you to make me not afraid of fear?"

He continued, “It’s faith!”

After Van Helsing appeared in the police station, the place became a tragic prison on earth.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and blood stains appeared on the floor and walls.

Bonsolf held a scarlet demon trident in his hand. His spare left hand was covered with small fish-sized holes, and granulation like tongue-like crawled out from it.

On his left hand, there was a sluggish milk box, a shriveled police officer's body.

"You bastard, you are not too disgusting among the monsters I have killed." After Van Helsing said, Bonsolf rushed towards his position.

The fish-scale hole's left hand was directly pressed towards Van Helsing's face, and a pungent smell of sulfur was wrapped around Bonsolf's left hand, mixed with blood.

There is also a smell of rotten meat, which makes people feel sick when they smell it, not to mention it is coming to their faces.

Van Helsing raised his leg and kicked Bonsolf's elbow on his left hand. His legs were much longer than Bonsolf's hand. Van Helsing's kick was very strong, and the sound of Bonsolf's bone fracture could be heard.

Van Helsing then leaned down, his legs straightened up, like a compass that was spinning rapidly in place.

A layer of fluorescence was wrapped around his slender legs. In Bonsolf's eyes, this fluorescence was like a terrible force that could cause him to die, making him feel numb.

The sweeping long legs were like steel whips, aiming at the waist of Bonsolf and kicking him out directly.

"It's so pitiful. Even if you get very evil extraordinary power, you are just an ordinary person and have no fighting skills...

I learned a lot during those hard times in the past." Van Helsing recognized the identity of the guy in front of me.

The wanted demon cult, Bonsolf, but unfortunately, if he fights alone, he is not Van Helsing's opponent. The battle level of the two is judged immediately.

Bonsolf covered his waist that was kicked by Van Helsing, and felt like he was being pulled out by a long high-temperature soldering iron stick.

"ah!!!!"

Bonsolf roared and got up from the ground. His hands were firmly stuck to the Demon Trident. Even the Demon Trident on his hand was pulled out by Van Helsing just now did not escape.

At this moment, Bonsolf's physical control was transferred to the Demon Trident again.

Bonsolf is like a moviegoer who lives in a puppet body, and can only watch his body uncontrollably perform any skilled and superb fighting skills.

Van Helsing avoided the opponent's trident's front stab.

He frowned. The Demon Trident was an evil thing with "active" and it seemed very tricky.

Bonsolf's performance at this moment is like a fighting master.

The demon trident was like a windmill swing in his hand.

The front thorn moves quickly and fiercely, like red raindrops.

Van Helsing could only do his best to drive more places for the opponent to attack, but the trident opened and closed in Bonsolf's hands, leaving Van Helsing less and less room for dodging.

Van Helsing's body was filled with fluorescence, as if he had a layer of light cast armor attached to his body.

He saw the gap and went straight to Bonsolf.

This made the other party feel like a piece of burning red iron block that directly knocked him out.

The pain in the body was torn apart by Bonsolf, but under the control of the demon trident, the body quickly got up from the ground, like a ok person.

Even the surface of his body was hit and was about to deform!

At least the frontal bones are about to be deformed.

The scarlet red of the demon trident in Bonsolf's hand began to bloom, and the evil thing seemed to be surrounded by the crying of thousands of evil ghosts.

Like a devil's song.

A small fish-scale hole began to appear on Bonsolf's face, and granulation emerged from it, and all the fish-scale holes were widening, like a breath-taking mouth.

At present, Bonsolf could not see the normal person at all. His terrible appearance is hard to describe in words.

"ah!"

The Demon Trident was swung like a hammer and slashed at Van Helsing's head.

Van Helsing raised his right arm over his head, and the fluorescent light on his body condensed into a huge triangular shield on top of his head, attached to his arm.

Only then can you see clearly that there are shiny light sources in Van Helsing's neck, hands and forehead, like stars.

At the beginning, the fluorescence of the body was formed from the star light source in the body.

The trident slashed down and directly shattered Van Helsing's light shield. His arm was broken, but he could save his life if he had lost one arm.

Van Helsing wore a pair of gloves made of black velvet wool on his left hand.

The five fingers of the gloves are embroidered with patterns of holy emblems.

On the back of the hood is a huge pattern of wings of light, and in the middle of the wings is a sharp sword.

This was the earliest period when the three religions had not yet taken shape and the Saint-Idan religion was still developing. The beauty of the Saint-Idan religion was a pattern composed of the wings of light and the sharp sword in the middle.

Van Helsing pressed his left hand directly on the ground, and the ground beneath them suddenly looked like a wriggling earthworm. He held the ground hard and pulled out a handle from it.

Wave it and fly Bonsolf directly from bottom to top.

Van Helsing stood up from the ground, and his glove-wearing left hand was holding a cross hammer made of pure cement!

At Van Helsing's feet, a piece of cement was stripped out, revealing the exposed wet land below.

‘Ferrancis’ is the name of the gloves used by Van Helsing.

It is also a holy object originating from the Saint Edan religion.

Francis was an apologist in the early preaching of the Saint-Idaan mission and also a consul in the Roman Empire. He believed in piety and bravely fought. He was the first class of the Holy Road!

This pair of gloves is a relic of Francis. It was given to the other party by the Pope at that time in order to commend Francis' loyalty. Both the material and the craftsmanship far exceed the manufacturing standards possessed by the Roman Empire in ancient times.

It was assimilated by the use of Francis during his lifetime and became an extraordinary object.

The Saint-Yidan religion preserves it as a holy object.

The name of the sacred object is the same as that of Francis

This holy object has been preserved in the later development of the Saint-Idan religion, even when the Saint Bishop and the Xinguang religion split from the Saint-Idan religion.

The Pope of the Saint-Idan religion also tried to ensure the minimum loss rate of sacred objects at that time, and also ensured that Francis could continue to stay in the Saint-Idan religion.

Until two hundred years ago, Van Helsing borrowed it from the then Pope St. It was.

Never paid it back.

Francis' ability is to "transform thousands of sources and condense them into tools!"

Just like Van Helsing wearing Francis' left hand just now, pressing it on the concrete floor of the police station, it can directly peel off part of the cement material from the ground.
Chapter completed!