Ghost Shelter System

‘The Devil’s Gate in the East appears on the continent of Europa, when human punishment will come and the devil will be born’

‘We will be shrouded in a huge illusion, and the people of Europa will be plunged into darkness and fear’

‘The last bleak predicament was the Twilight of the Gods’

'This terrible disaster...'

‘Looking forward to God’s redemption’

A table of people gathered around this prophecy in silence.

This is a round table, all foreigners.

In the middle of the crowd was a sunny and handsome foreign young man.

The young man kept tapping his fingers on the table, with a rare look of sadness on his brows.

Next to them were a blond woman, a curly-haired young man, and a knight in armor. They looked at a young man holding a book and asked, "Hazlitt, did the prophet...really say that?"

The young man who was asked took a deep breath: "This is the twelfth time, everyone, I don't need to explain it to everyone I see, right?"

Obviously, he was already a little impatient.

Further outside, a middle-aged man with a short beard crossed his fingers and covered his mouth, observing them.

Next to him were a young man wearing a monocle and several priests.

This is an empty conference room with high-backed chairs and a round table. The screens around it are dim and the lights are dim.

The conference room was very old, the bronze statue of Jesus was blackened, and the candles in the silver candlesticks were about to burn out.

"Mr. Du Xiu..."

Van Helsing came to the middle-aged man with a short beard and said, "I don't think we should invite the Black Soul Cult to intervene in this matter."

The short-bearded middle-aged man glanced at Van Helsing and did not answer.

At this moment, in the only mirror in the conference room, a middle-aged man with orange hair smiled gently, flicked the ink on his quill, and said, "Du Xiu, I feel the same way."

If anyone is nearby, they will find that the scenery and layout in the mirror are not similar to the conference room.

That...is no ordinary mirror!

The orange-haired middle-aged man sat at the desk, stepped on the carpet, came to the mirror and said to everyone: "Since the prophet said that this disaster is close to the twilight of the gods, then you have to consider that if the Black Soul Cult joins, it may They will stand on different positions. I can guarantee that I am only interested in the people in that city and will not attack civilians at will, but my subordinates... I can't guarantee that. The Twilight of the Gods and the Feast of Killing are very important to them. There is no difference.”

The orange-haired middle-aged man was laughing. Du Xiu came to the mirror and said in a deep voice: "Carter, even if I don't invite you, you will still do what you have to do, right?"

In the mirror, Carter raised his eyebrows: "That's true."

Du Xiu chuckled: "Rather than letting you do whatever you want, why not try to win over each other? After all, everything can be discussed. What do you think?"

Denmark, Copenhagen.

An old-fashioned villa stands on the cliff of the Oresund Strait.

The waves were crashing on the shore, and on the second floor of the villa, Carter, the notorious devil, held a glass of red wine and stood in front of the floor-length mirror in the study, looking at Du Xiu in the mirror.

Carter could see that the Speaker of the Ghost Parliament, who had never had a good impression of him, rarely showed a flattering smile at this moment, which was very interesting.

Du Xiu is not very powerful, but he has a lot of cards.

He has an extremely harmonious relationship with the Holy See, Demon Hunting Villa, the Knights of the Round Table, the Priory of Sion, the Pantheon and other places. He is a natural diplomat, and every force is impressed by his grace. In the proud continent of Europa, This kind of card is rare and valuable.

Today, Speaker Du Xiu, who would give everyone some face, was showing his kindness to him. Carter was not the kind of person with bad taste. He did not make fun of Du Xiu, but felt that the Ghost Parliament had no choice.

"Okay, Du Xiu. I will let you know. As for whether the Holy Soul Church will really help, it depends on their intentions."

The people Carter was talking about were naturally the subordinates of the Black Soul Sect.

This group of guys has a lot of personality, and I don't want to use the name of the Holy Soul Sect to dispatch them. It's very troublesome.

Du Xiu nodded, and the next moment, Carter poured a glass of red wine on the mirror, and Carter disappeared in the mirror.

The mirror turned into an ordinary mirror again. It was an ancient mirror with a silver frame. There was a human face on it. At this moment, the human eyes opened and looked down at Du Xiu.

Du Xiu took out a golden card from his arms, with a female lich painted on it.

After seeing the mirror, close your eyes.

After a while, a picture reappeared in the mirror. Against the backdrop of several gems, a female lich looked at Du Xiu with her chin in her hands.

"Is something wrong? Little cutie."

The lich had a hot figure and long hair covering his chest. If it weren't for the bloody corpse next to him, it would have been a very charming scene.

Du Xiu pursed his lips: "Hell IX, Europa needs your help."

The Lich combed his hair: "Oh? It seems that you have encountered a lot of trouble. It is rare for me, a poor old woman who was exiled in the world of ice and snow, to be remembered by you."

The witch's gaze shifted: "Hey, the lovely Van Helsing is here too. It seems like you haven't visited your aunt for a long time."

Van Helsing rubbed his temples: "Queen Hel, we don't seem to have any blood relationship."

"Your mother is my companion ghoul. Your great-grandfather is the only lich stillborn who can grow up without relying on frozen hearts. How come we are not related? When we were young, your mother and I often went out together to find food. It's a pity... She fell in love with your father. What's so good about that hybrid boy of vampire and werewolf that she wanted to leave with your father even if she stole the few remaining frozen hearts in the underworld of Heim. She Too simple..."

The usual chatter suddenly silenced the entire conference room.

A group of people looked at Van Helsing, veins popping out of the corners of their eyes.

This was the first time they heard about the Demon Hunting King's life experience.

It’s so exciting!

its not right……

Isn't his father a famous demon hunter?

How did he become a hybrid between a vampire and a werewolf?

And his mother...a ghoul? ? ?

Aren’t ghouls extinct?

That's a variant of the Lich!

Van Helsing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then said nothing, and touched his nose with a wry smile.

Du Xiu seemed to know these things. After hearing this, he changed the subject and said: "Hell IX, Europa needs you. The Ghost Parliament also needs you. We can make a deal..."

"Deal, it seems you have already thought of the chips."

"free."

“I want the freedom to travel around the world!”

"No! Only in Europa."

"Sorry, come back to me when you think about it."

The Lich swung the stump of his limbs beside him, and blood spilled on the smooth bluestone not far away. Du Xiu saw that the scene in the mirror was shattered.

In the conference room, Du Xiu found some people one after another.

Some people agreed to his invitation, and some were ambiguous. In the end, Du Xiu listed the list of these people, still feeling a little melancholy.

Du Xiu took out another golden card and looked at the face in the mirror. The face closed its eyes.

In the mirror, an old man was washing his face. Suddenly he saw the bathroom mirror change, revealing Du Xiu's face.

The old man dipped his dirty face with a cotton towel and said indifferently: "Du Xiu, if you have something to say, you can just say it."

"Lord Sisyfri, you should have heard that we are in trouble."

"I'm just a homeless person. I hope you can finish your sentence quickly. This is a public restroom. Don't scare passers-by."

The old man in the mirror is the wandering knight Sissy Free. Du Xiu smiled bitterly: "I'll send a car to invite you to Paris, okay?"

"I'll go when it's time to go."

The old man turned his head. It seemed that someone was coming. He took water in his hand and poured it on the mirror. Du Xiu saw the scene on the mirror shattered.

"Everyone, we have searched the entire continent of Europa for all the help we can find. The rest is left to fate."

"What about China, Nanyang, and Oriental?"

"They may not come over immediately, and I don't know when they can come over. Our influence cannot reach that far. But I still invited them."

"Mr. Du Xiu, you seem to be very anxious."

The curly-haired Menoetius was suspicious.

Du Xiu did not hide it, and simply said: "Yes, let's be honest. The prophet predicted it twice. The first time was about the seriousness of the matter. You also saw it...the second time was about the time."

"time?"

"That's right..."

Du Xiu raised his hand and looked at his watch: "That city is going to fall. There are still 5 seconds left..."

What?

Everyone was completely shocked.

too suddenly!

"4..."

"3..."

"2……"

"1……!"

No one had time to prepare. At 11 o'clock in the evening, a huge shock occurred in Paris.

All the exorcists felt that the whole city seemed to have been hit by a meteorite. The tables, chairs and chandeliers were intact, but all the exorcists were unbalanced and staggered to the ground, with their heartbeats beating like drums.

what's the situation? !

Du Xiu was also knocked to the ground by the impact. When he opened the window and looked, he saw that the phantom city in the sky had disappeared.

Now the surrounding environment has become weird. Ordinary people can't see any abnormalities, but the exorcists can find that throughout Paris, a dark golden glow appears in the dark night.

The earth was covered with a layer of charred black due to the shadows of the night and the strange fluctuations of spiritual power.

The sky is filled with golden clouds.

Black stones are everywhere.

Between heaven and earth...

Lancelot, who was leaning closest to the window, suddenly moved his nose: "What a strong smell of blood!"

Between heaven and earth, blood mist drifted.

In the conference room, the file cabinet was suddenly opened.

A three-faced man came out with an irritated expression.

"Damn! What happened outside?"

As soon as he came out, the three-faced man froze on the spot.

A room full of unknown faces looked at him.

The three-faced man blinked. Maybe he opened the door the wrong way. He returned to the filing cabinet and opened the door again.

Then, he was punched in the face by a curl!

"Who are you?! We Three Death Stars came from the Tomb of the Stars without fear of anything! Without fear of anything!!!"

The three faces were beaten alternately by the curly hair. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was wailing.

What the hell is this place? Where do the evildoers come from to commit crimes at the door of their territory! ! ! ?