"Are we really going to confront the Vampire Queen?" Although Goody had seen the X Squad's silver-plated high-end weapons, she still felt a deep fear towards the Queen Vampire who suppressed her by bloodline.
"If I'm not mistaken, the 'Restaurant Massacre' reported not long ago was done by her," Mike stated. "Dozens of lives, so she must die."
As the Vampire Queen, her Vampire rank definitely surpassed that of a Count. Therefore, on cloudy days, she often went out to hunt for food.
And every time she went out, she caused massacres of varying impact.
Given this situation, she had to die.
New York didn't need such a dangerous existence.
"Alright, I hope the information I provided can help you…" Goody had lived in a daze for over three hundred years, even witnessing her own granddaughter die of old age.
With not much left to cling to in the world, she decided to resist the evil Vampire Queen.
Afterward, Goody meticulously revealed the Vampire Queen's situation.
The Vampire Queen lived in the wealthy district of Fifth Avenue, keeping male consorts, or "blood bags," at home for entertainment and to feed on when hungry.
Normally, the Vampire Queen would also order food delivery services at irregular intervals, then drain the blood of the delivery person and dismember the body.
In short, the Vampire Queen was not only powerful but also extremely cruel.
"There's actually a Vampire like that! We must eradicate her!"
After hearing Goody's description, John, who possessed a strong sense of justice, couldn't help but denounce her.
At this moment, holding Van Helsing's great axe, he felt a stronger sense of identity as a demon hunter.
"Excellent, then it's decided," Mike said with determination. "We'll deal with that Vampire Queen tonight."
For such a heinous Vampire, 'to hear the Way in the morning and die in the evening' was her best destination.
Otherwise, why keep her overnight?
...
About half an hour later, John, dressed as a delivery man and carrying a pizza box, knocked on a door in the wealthy district of Fifth Avenue.
Behind him, a fully armed Van Helsing was hidden, along with two beautiful Vampires.
As for Mike and his X Squad, they were in another RV, monitoring the entire situation as backup to the backup.
Of course, this wasn't Mike and his team being deliberately lazy.
The reason was that Van Helsing, as a descendant of Van Helsing, had personally devised the entire plan to eliminate the Queen Vampire.
He even entrusted the important task of scouting to his own son.
This could also be considered a self-validation of the Van Helsing bloodline.
"Hello, is this your delivery?" The door opened, and John, seeing the elegant lady in front of him, calmed himself.
"Oh?" The Vampire Queen, dressed in a fur coat, was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, it's my sweet… delivery. You've worked hard, child, come in for a cup of hot tea."
Without waiting for the young man in front of her to agree, the Vampire Queen pulled him into the room.
For some reason, the Vampire Queen felt this "delivery" was exceptionally delicious.
It seemed the Van Helsing bloodline still had some use.
John's mission this time was simple: first, infiltrate the Vampire Queen's home, gather information, and then summon his father.
Then, the two of them would together slay the evil Vampire.
"Dawkins, bring our guest a cup of black tea," the Vampire Queen instructed a middle-aged man kneeling nearby after entering the room.
"Don't misunderstand, Dawkins has some special hobbies, you know…" To avoid scaring away her "sweetheart," the Vampire Queen explained to John with a knowing look after giving her order.
Like other wealthy individuals, the Vampire Queen's house was lavishly decorated. There were exquisite carpets on the floor, and ornate artifacts were placed everywhere on the walls and tables to display her taste.
Of course, there were other peculiar things, such as several adult novelty items lying on the sofas and in the corners.
John was there to gather information, so he could only pretend not to notice the Vampire Queen's flirtatious gestures. Naturally, he also feigned understanding of the kneeling man's hobbies.
"See you in a bit, I'm going to change," the Vampire Queen, in a good mood, smiled and walked towards her private room.
...
"Please enjoy, this cup of hot tea might become your most beautiful memory…"
Just as John was looking around, the man who had been kneeling like a dog earlier returned with a cup of black tea.
At this moment, Dawkins, who placed the teacup heavily on the table, no longer had his previous obsequiousness; instead, his eyes held a hint of malice.
This made him look somewhat distorted.
John, who had originally intended to get some information from Dawkins, immediately lost interest in talking after seeing his transformed expression.
He didn't even dare to touch the teacup beside him.
Just as John's face was about to become unnatural under Dawkins's gaze, the Vampire Queen, having changed her clothes, reappeared in the living room.
"Darling, how do I look in this outfit?" the Vampire Queen, wearing revealing lingerie, asked with feigned tenderness.
Perhaps due to impure blood, the Vampire Queen, who should have remained eternally youthful, was covered in wrinkles and flabby skin after a thousand years of aging.
She didn't seem so bad in her fur coat and elegant attire earlier, but now she was simply an eyesore.
John looked at the old woman, who was even older than his own father, and it took him a while to realize that she had been speaking to him.
"Heh, heh heh—"
When people are speechless, they really do laugh. Being so "insulted," John stopped pretending.
He grabbed the hot tea beside him and threw it forcefully at the Vampire Queen, who had bared her fangs, shouting, "Die! You old hag—"
"Pah—" The teacup shattered, and the Vampire Queen, splattered with tea, spat out the tea leaves, then sneered, "It seems this little darling isn't obedient at all. Dawkins, teach him a lesson…"
Immediately, the Vampire Queen used a stronger [Hypnosis (True)] on John.
"Yes, my master—"
Dawkins looked arrogantly at the young man, whose expression was gradually becoming hazy, then took a dog leash from behind him, put it around his own neck, and knelt back on the ground, demonstrating dog barks.
Long-term conditioning had severely twisted Dawkins's personality. He now only wanted to see the young man in front of him become a "dog" like himself. "Damn it, something's wrong—"
Fortunately, the three waiting outside the door for backup heard the sound of the teacup shattering.
Van Helsing, worried about his son's safety, kicked open the door with a crossbow in hand.
Then, he was stunned by the depraved atmosphere in the room.
A seductive old woman held a whip, a middle-aged man knelt on the floor, and his son stood blankly to the side, on the verge of kneeling down at any moment.
"Die, old hag!"
After a brief moment of reaction, Van Helsing roared and fired his crossbow.
"An unexpected bonus…" The Vampire Queen's keen intuition allowed her to snatch the incoming wooden arrow, then she looked at Van Helsing and John with interest, saying, "Are you father and son? That's even more interesting."
Although Van Helsing was old, the Van Helsing bloodline in him also fascinated the Vampire Queen.
And the thousand-year-old Vampire Queen, having lost the enjoyment of taste, often sought out more stimulating experiences to find better substitutes.
And father-son… first… then kill…
It was enough to stimulate the Vampire Queen's pleasure points.
"Goody, Stacy, did you bring them?" The Vampire Queen's peripheral vision caught sight of her two blood kin. Without thinking too much, she didn't forget to praise with a smile, "Well done, I'll give you more essence blood after this."
Higher Vampires, when facing their blood kin, could bestow more essence blood depending on their mood.
Of course, as superiors, they could also reclaim the essence blood they had granted.
"Her, we are here to eliminate you—!" Stacy saw John's state and stepped forward to forcibly dispel the [Hypnosis] from him, but failed.
So, this beautiful Vampire chose to confront the Vampire Queen directly.
Beside her, Goody also chose to stand by her "little sister," together resisting the Vampire Queen's pressure.
"Your wings have grown hard? Then I'll play with you!" The Vampire Queen, lacking fun in life, didn't take the rebellion of her two blood kin to heart; instead, she had a cat-and-mouse mentality.
"You two, capture him for me…"
Before teasing Goody and Stacy, the Vampire Queen didn't forget to have her male consort and John, who was enchanted by [Hypnosis], restrain Van Helsing.
...
"Having quite a good time, aren't we?"
When Mike leisurely arrived with Needy and John, he saw the Vampire Queen confronting her two blood kin with [Hypnosis].
And in the corner, Van Helsing had already been disarmed by his son and the middle-aged male consort.
[Vampire bloodline * Energy + 800]… [Hypnosis (True)]…
Unlike the pure physical combat of werewolves, Vampires were talented individuals, relying more on their awakened bloodline talents in battle.
The Vampire Queen's [Hypnosis] was very suitable for control.
"I didn't expect so many surprises today."
Attracted by the "fragrance" of the intruders, the Vampire Queen amplified the efficiency of her hypnosis, instantly knocking down the two blood kin, leaving them powerless to resist. Then, she looked at Mike greedily and tempted him, "If you're willing to come with me, I can grant you eternal life."
For Vampires, the stronger a person's physique, the "fragrancier" their scent.
Coupled with Mike's handsome appearance, the Vampire Queen had the idea of finding a long-term "playmate."
"Disgusting."
Looking at the Vampire Queen's evil expression, Needy felt very uncomfortable for some reason, and immediately drew her silver-plated twin blades, attacking the Vampire Queen.
On the other side, John rescued Van Helsing and, while he was at it, helped the constantly Entanglement middle-aged male consort find liberation.
In the center of the living room, the battle between the Vampire Queen and Needy reached a fever pitch upon contact.
As Needy's silver-plated alloy twin blades flew, the living room seemed to experience a small Tornado.
Artifacts and wood chips were constantly shredded by the Blades.
Needy, with her half-demon bloodline, had a physical strength five or six times that of an ordinary person as her bloodline matured, coupled with her swordsmanship.
Her overall combat power was estimated to have surpassed Blade.
However, this combat power was still far from enough to deal with the Vampire Queen.
The Vampire Queen, who believed everything was under control, still maintained a playful attitude. Without using her strongest method, [Hypnosis], she merely relied on her superior physical agility to skillfully evade all of Needy's attacks, which seemed dangerous but were actually precise.
Finally, after the two blood kin got up and together helped John dispel the [Hypnosis], the Vampire Queen became slightly more serious.
She used [Hypnosis] to instantly freeze the furiously attacking cold woman, then no longer looked at her, and once again walked towards Mike with a smile.
As if she was going to take over her "prey."
Yes, compared to Mike's powerful physique, the Van Helsing bloodline was no longer "fragrant."
"Bang… bang…"
Just then, two specially made bullets whistled past, striking the Vampire Queen's forehead and heart respectively.
The powerful force of the armor-piercing bullets directly burst out two pools of blood.
"Yes—"
In the dark street in the distance, Wesley let out a small cheer.
Of the two bullets, the one that shattered the Vampire's head was fired by him.
"Calm down, it's not over yet," Cross, who was more experienced, reminded his son.
One had to remember the example of Needy, who had previously suppressed the Vampire Queen.
In fact, with Needy's ability, although she couldn't defeat the Vampire Queen, if she had been calm enough before, it would have been impossible for her to be instantly subdued by the Vampire Queen.
Then, she could only be fixed there like an ornament.