At one o'clock in the afternoon, Xiaotan and two npihniht. "The next second, suddenly a voice came from their side and said the sentence in fluent German.
When the three men heard the words, they were shocked and followed the reputation.
They saw an old man in a red checked shirt and a grey woolen coat.
Ten minutes later,
"time is running out, boys." Strange German man with a sharp knife, back light, stood in front of the sofa, showing a grim expression. "This is your last chance today," he said, bending over to cut a piece of fruit pie on the tea table. "Come and taste the hot pie I made myself."
He said as he spoke. On one side, he handed a piece of cut pie to the opposite side of the tea table.
At this time, Xiaotan, Horace and Sean are sitting side by side on the sofa. Horace, with a silly face, took over the sect sent by the master, and turned to look at the two people beside him. The expression seemed to say, "I didn't expect to meet such a good thing again."
"Well, where are we reading?" The strange German man cut the pie and went back to his seat. Put on the presbyopic glasses. He faced the children. He picked up the book and said, "Oh, the amulet itself is not big here. It is engraved with mysterious incantations.". As if he found something, he immediately turned the book around, turned the page toward them and sighed, "isn't this strange looking thing"
sighed intently, and saw a hand-painted sketch on the page. The overall design seems to be that the two mini dragons are similar to the giant dragons in Western mythology, rather than the Eastern Dragon. They are one on the left, one on the right, one high and one low, and cling to an oval stone of different colors.
Of course, if Feng didn't notice it, he might see that fan Haixin used a feather pen instead of a pen to draw the picture, and inferred that the other side was in a hurry when drawing from the ink; he might also infer the real appearance of the amulet from the poor picture. But Jue is not here at the moment. No one cares about the details.
"Is this amulet?" small sigh looked at the pattern and asked.
"I think so." The strange German man replied.
"Hey, guys," Hollis said to the two boys next to him in an excited voice, lowering his voice, "strange German man is so powerful."
"My name is Leonardo simino," said the old man, who was known as a quirky German man, glancing at the children with a subtle expression
"Well, Mr. simino." Sean then asked, "can you explain that part of equilibrium in detail? I don't understand."
"Well." Simino replied, "according to this book, the forces of good and evil will constantly change and grow. And every 100 years, at a certain point in time, the two forces will reach a perfect balance. " He paused for two seconds, "and the talisman we just talked about, which gathers the power of good, is a holy tool for exorcising evil. It can not only resist evil, but also it is indestructible." He pointed to the page with his fingers. "Here's the word indent milk able, with a line at the bottom."
At this point, he turned a page and then read: "on the night of resurrection every 100 years, when the midnight bell rings, the amulet becomes particularly vulnerable. During this time, it will become a state that can be destroyed. "
"What happens if the amulet is destroyed," Sean asked.
"Then the balance between good and evil will be broken." "Evil will be the new order of the world," simino replied He glanced up at the children. "But, our friend Mr. Fan Haixin said that even on the night of resurrection, there is at least one way to stop the dark forces."
"what is it?" little sigh asked quickly.
"If someone can get the amulet before the dark ones, they can open the door of the border prison through a ceremony that can only be held once every 100 years." Simino replied, "it's like a terrible whirlpool, a fierce tornado that can swallow up the evil forces and everything around it to maintain peace for a whole century."
Xiao Tan and the children of the two monster clubs all listened to simino's narration attentively, and even Horace put down his faction.
"Did he describe the process of the ceremony?" little sigh asked quickly.
"Yes, and in great detail." Simino replied, "this diary continues until the last day of his struggle with the dark ones. What's interesting is that from the perspective of date, there are less than 12 hours left, that is, at midnight, we are just 100 years away from that day. "
One forty in the afternoon, on the outskirts of the city.
I don't know what the structure of this planet is like the United States in the 1980s. Not far from the city, there is a swamp covered by thick fog. Although it's only 30 minutes' drive from downtown. But the landscape here is just like the virgin forest.
"It's near here, you can smell it." Dracula walked in his elegant, slow pace. Walking on this muddy land.
"Ah ah" a werewolf in a ragged jacket and jeans followed Dracula. With a few sounds like a wolf is not a wolf, like a chimpanzee is not a chimpanzee's roar response.
Just after their conversation, a sound of something dragging came from a distance.
Dracula and the werewolf look around and see a mummy.
"Ah" Dracula smiled and said nothing.
He also knew that he had nothing to say with the mummy. The mummy was obviously not good at communication.
All in all. Mummies and werewolves seem to have acquiesced in their role as "followers". Naturally, he followed Dracula, who also led the two men forward together.
As they walked along, they came to a deep and vast mire.
"Here it is." Dracula stood on the edge of the swamp and said in a deep voice.
A moment later, in the middle of the bog, as if boiling, a large number of mud bubbles appeared.
A few seconds later, with a rhythmic and eerie footstep, a large rectangular wooden box floated out of the swamp.
Then a figure with mud all over him appeared.
The "human" figure raised the box with both hands and walked all the way out from the bottom of the bog.
After going ashore, the mud and water on his body also faded as fast as possible, revealing his true appearance.
In general, he is only a protagonist according to the end of the film. An, I think it can be translated as "gill man". The face looks like a combination of the two little demons in the journey to the West. The body looks like human beings, and has distinct chest and abdominal muscles. Its hands and feet are webbed and clawed, and its whole body is covered with crocodile like skin.
This is another monster who knows that his IQ balance is insufficient. After he took the wooden box ashore, he looked at Dracula without saying a word and waited for the boss's instructions.
At this time, the sky above the fog, suddenly came a faint thunder.
Once again, Dracula squatted affectionately beside the big wooden box and handed his walking stick to the mummy standing at the back of his side.
"I've been waiting too long" Dracula slowly reached out his hand and opened the lid of the wooden box. "It's too long"
look at the state of the count. Nine out of ten people would guess that his old lover was lying in the wooden box.
However, when the lid was opened, a tall man appeared.
Compared with the other three monsters, the one lying in the wooden box is a Frankenstein rankenstein, a strange man of science.
"Cane." Dracula looked at Franken for a few seconds and then turned to the mummy.
When the mummy got the order, he immediately stretched out his cane and put its head in front of Dracula.
The head of this walking stick is a carved bat made of copper. Its size is similar to that of an apple, and its shape is lifelike.
Dracula, almost without looking, skillfully drew out the two "bat ears" on the head of the staff with both hands and pressed them on each of Franken's ears.
I don't know who designed these two parts for him. After they were pulled out, they brought out two long and thin copper wires. Moreover, these two "bat ears" can be used as clamps.
"Wake up, my old friend." When Dracula finished, he took the cane, stood up, and said excitedly, "our time has come"
after that, he raised the end of the cane. After pressing a mechanism on the cane, a golden rod popped up at the end of the cane, and it became a strange and erect lightning rod
on the other hand, community, sewer Medium.
The battle between the four men on the front line of hell and the blade has been fought from the ground to the ground.
From a sniper fight across the street to a surprise attack in a specific environment.
"Is it a trap again?" after the sixth small-scale directional blasting, the survival value of greedy wolf finally dropped below 20. In case, he had to drink a bottle of large-dose survival value supplement.
"Is each one placed in a different way?" greedy wolf said, "although I know that there is not only a counselor in the front line of hell, but it's really admirable to be able to achieve this level."
"Hey, you've been six times, are you really OK?" he asked worriedly after his teammate, who was more than ten meters behind. "Otherwise, I'll go ahead."
"don't leave me alone." It's a joke. " The greedy wolf replied, "in other words, it's not a matter of six times. Maybe all of them have died six times."
"How dare you say that." The breaking army turned its back and replied in a noncommittal tone.
"I'm telling the truth," the greedy wolf replied seriously. "I've been keeping a high level of concentration on the way forward, plus I have special equipment and S-level medical expertise skills, otherwise I've died several times."
"Oh, is it just some traps that are so troublesome".
"It may be OK at ordinary times, but don't forget," the greedy wolf replied, "our bodies have been shrunk. Under this premise, both the device and the product of summoning expertise will play a greater role. " He paused. "And the most typical example of that is explosives."
"I have explosives, too." Breaking the army also said, "since the pursuit side is so uneconomical, why should we take the initiative to attack? We can also learn from them. We can set traps and detour all the way"
"then the advantage we played on the ground before will not be lost." greedy wolf way, "it's not easy to get a certain degree of suppression by the first hand, forcing her to