After briefly introducing himself, Van Helsing didn't ask about the origin of Blade. He didn't care. He looked up at Blade, "Young man, I have a request to teach me how to use the firearms of your era. I don't want to be an old antique that is separated from the era."

Blade nodded. No matter whether Van Helsing was true or not, he would be willing to help anyone who was fighting against vampires.

"Hahaha, it's good!" Van Helsing patted Blade's shoulder, and Blade's body shook twice. "I won't let you teach you in vain. I have some unique skills, let's exchange them, but to be honest, as a semi-vampire, your health is not very good."

Blade suddenly became nervous. After Van Helsing made it clear, he was a little worried about his identity. After all, he himself had something to do with the vampire.

"Don't be nervous. There were many mixed-race friends among my former old friends, Monster Hunter Monster Hunter. In the eyes of many outsiders, we are also monsters." Van Helsing explained.

The next day, in an underground shooting range, the blade opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

He watched as Van Helsing mastered several guns he brought in within two hours, and his marksmanship also jumped upwards, from the point where he could not even hit a target to the level of ten rings of guns.

"Well, this thing is simpler to use than I thought. Just consider the influence of the environment and resist the recoil, you can basically hit wherever you point." Van Helsing put down the gun in his hand and said softly.

The more I heard the Blade Feng became more suspicious of his life. The old antique uncle in front of him was so terrible. Not to mention anything else, he was an absolute genius in shooting.

"No need to sigh, no need to sigh, routine operation, in our era, it was impossible to become a monster hunter without some talent. Many of my old friends have no talent than me." Van Helsing patted Blade's shoulder and comforted him.

"Okay, come here, I've been practicing almost all, it's your turn." Van Helsing continued.

Blade gave out a breath, he was a little nervous, he was a little afraid that Van Helsing would be disappointed in the end, after all, he was not a genius.

"I'm going to lead you into the hunter's realm, but, before that, you have to assure me."

Van Helsing looked solemn, "After walking on this road, you can't look back. I don't care about your private life. Anyway, there are more people in chaos than you, but once I know you are entangled with the cannibal monster and point the gun at humans, then I will kill you!"

Blade nodded seriously, raised his right hand and sweared, "I promise!"

"Okay! Then I will believe you for the time being." Van Helsing said as he took out a brilliant gem from his pocket.

"This is my former partner, a treasure left by Sur, a Siberian bear. He never left me after I entered the Ark until death came. I will use it to open the next path for you, and I hope you don't regret me or let him down."

The Blade's gaze was completely attracted by the gem. The gem seemed to have some magic power, which made him unable to move his eyes at all.

The next second, Van Helsing pressed the gem directly on the blade's chest. The arcane power in his palm broke through the barrier on the blade's skin. After opening an energy channel, the gem directly merged into his body.

Hot! Very hot! This is the first feeling when the gem is melted into the back blade. He feels like he has been thrown into a pressure cooker, and the fluids in his body seem to be boiling.

The gems entering the body turned into pure energy and collided randomly in the veins of the blade. Many wounds appeared on his body, and even a big hole appeared in his heart. Fortunately, the semi-vampire's self-healing ability was not suppressed, and these fatal injuries in the eyes of ordinary people were quickly repaired automatically.

After the heat, Blade's mind was filled with pain. The pain lasted for a long time. He gritted his teeth and fought it. Isn't it just a little pain? He felt it when he was born!

Van Helsing looked at the blade with his eyes closed with satisfaction. Of course, this is not what the magic gems are used under normal circumstances. They need to use various medicinal materials to neutralize the mania of magic, and then use formations and rituals to provide protection to the user while also guiding the magic to quickly integrate into the human body. However, there are not so many resources now. In addition, the blade is a semi-vampire and is not so easy to die, so everything will be simple.

Time passed by bit by bit, and an hour later, the blade fell to the ground. He was completely relieved of his strength, but the harvest was definitely worthy of his endurance. The remaining magic power had been integrated into his blood.

At the same time, under the influence of magic, the blade's body quickly expanded and the whole person suddenly became stronger. This is the power of the Siberian hamster!

Hearing the movement, Van Hessing walked over quickly, touched Blade's body, checked and confirmed that there was no major problem, and then patted Blade's thick arm, "Get up, during this period, you can adapt to the changes in your body first, and I will teach you other things after this period."

"Yes, teacher." Daofeng changed his words directly, "Teacher, do you have any plans during this period? Do you need to learn computers? I can find someone to teach you."

Van Helsing glanced at Blade, neither acknowledged nor opposed the word "teacher" he said. "No, tell me the various vampires you know, just Dracula looked down on the sky and the earth. He wouldn't care about a harsh word. I have to hurt him. I want to see if this guy is stronger or weaker than before."

"But, teacher, you are now..." Daofeng wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say. The teacher said yesterday that he would be a marquis now, and Dracula is the prince, with two levels apart.

"Don't worry, I will not seek death before Dracula dies. I just want to see how much he can tolerate it and how much restrictions your society has on him." Van Helsing's eyes flashed with wisdom.

"A hundred years ago, if five viscounts died, he would have fought back. Now there is no movement. There must be some force restricting him. I want to see how much this guy can tolerate it in a hundred years."

"I know a little. SHIELD is suppressing vampires, but they always compromise and inexplicably compromise, which makes people very dissatisfied." Blade said.

"Suppression? Haha, just political exchange, this trick happened a hundred years ago." Van Hessing said disdainfully.
Chapter completed!