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Anyang was wearing a white heavenly war uniform, holding a single soldier No. 9 energy cannon, which was about the size of a bazooka, in his hand. The silver-white cannon body reflected a metal light. He skillfully installed energy blocks and turned on the energy switch and electronic insurance with a click.

In addition, the portable space is fully prepared, including food and drinking water, vehicles, various weapons, daily necessities, and various currencies including gold, silver, copper coins, outdoor supplies, etc.

If Parrans' mecha had not been genetically bound to the heavenly soldiers, he would definitely have installed a mecha in his portable space now.

But it doesn't matter. Pallans has built a space gate with the real world. He can transfer the heavenly soldiers, including the Silver Moon Legion, to the real world or even the doomsday world at any time. If other mission worlds need it, he can also use the legion's aid prop to summon the heavenly soldiers.

Anyang took the individual energy cannon, then put the electromagnetic pistol at his waist, and sat on the sofa and waited.

Xiaoqian sat opposite him with a decent look at him helplessly: "Husband, remember to be careful all the way."

Anyang nodded and agreed, feeling a little guilty and reluctant. He only stayed with her for a few days when he came back this time, but now he doesn't know how long he will have to wait.

I took out my phone and saw that the countdown was approaching, and it was less than twenty seconds.

Anyang got up and took Xiaoqian into his arms, kissed her, took a deep breath and stood still. According to his previous urination, this world should be an original world, so he has been watching movies crazy these days, but he still has no idea.

There are too many movies around the world, how many can I watch in a few days?

As soon as the white light flashed, his figure disappeared in the living room.

Mission World: Van Helsing (original world)

Mission Objective: Save the bloodline of the Villaris family

Initial Skill: Fighting Master (Master)

Mission success: Reward props ability*1, skill points*3, physical fitness points*1

Task failed: Repeated execution

Anyang was stunned. He was so lucky?

Of course, he knew that he had watched this movie before, and then he looked it out the day before yesterday and saw it. The brain power of 4.0 is deeply impressed by it.

Finally no longer unprepared!

The next second, he had appeared on a dark street and landed steadily, no longer as embarrassed as before.

Anyang moved his body, and it seemed that he hadn't tasted the initial skills for a long time. This time the mission system directly upgraded his advanced fighting mastery to the master level. All his mind was filled with various advanced fighting skills, knowledge and experience. He felt that he could integrate various fighting skills at any time and exert the greatest power of this body.

"Fortunately, I didn't upgrade my fighting proficiency two days ago, otherwise wouldn't it be a big loss?"

Anyang sighed and began to look at the surrounding environment. Van Helsing's world is very dangerous. The major countries appear to be as calm as usual, but there are all kinds of monsters hidden in the darkness. Some are extremely powerful, some are strange and unpredictable, and some are bloodthirsty as life. Some are powerful and powerful. Even he cannot fight against them now.

This is an extremely dark street with no one around. There is a street light every ten meters on both sides of the road. The light emitted can't illuminate anything except it can mark it as a street light, but it also spreads along the way. I don't know where it leads to the darkness.

Anyang put away the individual energy cannon and began to walk slowly in the darkness along the guidance of the street lights. Not long after, he saw a sign, but he did not recognize the letters on it, and it seemed a bit like French.

"Paris?"

"Did you skip the part of Transylvania in western Romania before the main plot and come directly to Paris where Van Helsing hunts Dr. Zhekil?"

Until he passed by a wall, he saw a poster on the wall with a portrait of a masked man painted on it, wearing a windbreaker and a hat. The top of the poster was written with AVIS-DE-CECHERCHE in bold capital letters. He still didn't recognize him, but he instantly understood where he was.

Looking further down, he knew the next few letters.

"Van Helsing, 2000 francs."

"It's indeed Paris!"

Anyang tore off the poster and turned around and saw a dark Gothic building from afar. The big bell on it shows that it is ten o'clock in the evening, full of exotic style.

If nothing unexpected happens, the time is 1888. The Seine River is quiet, far less dim than the lights of later generations. Only a street light by the river shines on the shimmering river surface, no car horns, and no neon signs shining everywhere, making the whole city look even quieter.

Paris in the 21st century is not a city with good public security, with various robberies emerging one after another. What's more, in the context of this undercurrent world, of course, Anyang is not afraid of robbery. He is only afraid of those strange creatures that appear in the dark.

While walking, recalling the progress of the plot.

Van Helsing on the poster is a monster hunter who serves for the Church's Holy Order Knights. His mission is to walk the world to eradicate all kinds of chaos inhuman creatures. The plot revolves around his battle with the vampire Count Dakoala.

Dakoala is a powerful vampire, the demon gives him an immortal body, and he is not as afraid of silver, holy water and garlic like other vampires, werewolfs, he is almost perfect, and only werewolfs can kill him.

His mission target, the Villaris family lives in Romania, a family that has fought against Dakoala for generations. They took it as their mission to destroy Dakoala and vowed that they would never go to heaven if they did not kill Count Dakoala. Now they are the rulers of the gypsy, but the king has been killed, leaving behind their only son and daughter - Prince Viken and Princess Anna. The mission target is to preserve the bloodline of the Villaris family, which is equivalent to ensuring the lives of Prince Viken and Princess Anna.

That is to fight against Count Dakoala.

Anyang suddenly turned sideways to the side of the road, and a carriage drove past him with a jingle. A lady was sitting in the carriage. The groom stared vigilantly at his eastern hole wandering alone at night until the carriage left.

Anyang then raised his head and turned sideways inadvertently. He happened to see a man wrapped in a black windbreaker walking along the road in the distance. When he flashed under the dim street light, Anyang could see his outfit clearly with his keen eyes.

He opened the poster with a snap, looked down and glanced at the same time.

Black windbreaker, black hat, face covered.

Anyang immediately climbed over the bridge and followed, stuffed the poster into the trash can next to the road.

Not long after he walked, he saw Van Helsing squatting in the middle of the road in front of him, with a female corpse lying upside down in front of him. The man silently lowered his head and drew a cross on his chest, picked up an oversized cigar on the body, and burned sparks.

"Hehehehehehehe."

A strange laugh resounded throughout the night sky, which was creepy. Van Helsing turned around in an instant and saw a huge monster climbing onto the roof of Notre Dame Cathedral and disappearing quickly.

Anyang also turned around, and what caught his eye was a magical picture. A tall and majestic Gothic building stood in the night sky. A round flower window in the middle of the building was lit with gorgeous and dreamy light, next to it was the moon half covered, and the clouds and mist kept changing under the wind.

When he turned around, Van Helsing was gone.

Anyang was not discouraged. Since he had arrived in this world, he and the protagonist of the plot were destined to meet.

The Knights of the Holy Order are a secret organization that has always silently guarded humans. They are fighting on the front line of resistance to evil, but are never known. Naturally, Van Helsing, who serves the Holy Knights, is equivalent to having no identity. Ordinary people cannot see the intense moments of his fighting with various monsters. They only see his back as he left calmly after killing people, so they regard him as a murderer and want to be in Europe.

However, this is a mysterious man, so obsessed that he himself doesn't know where he comes from. Van Helsing woke up and was rescued by the Vatican Church half-dead, and he was trained to hunt monsters by Tibetan monks and mullahs in Istanbul. By this time, he had worked for the Knights of the Holy Order for hundreds of years, never old and dead, hunting for a lifetime, and even could feel the evil existence at a glance.

So he discovered Anyang but did not attack Anyang because he could feel that Anyang was not his removal object, and he was also carrying the tasks assigned by the Knights.

When Anyang slowly came to the downstairs of Notre Dame, he looked up and saw two figures on the roof. One of them was squinted, which was far taller than ordinary people. He lifted Van Helsing in his hand like a chicken, smiled strangely, and suddenly threw it down.

"ah……"

A shout appeared and faintly in the night wind, which attracted the attention of many people.

Anyang heard a bang, and a rope soared into the sky from Van Helsing's hand and suddenly penetrated the monster giant's chest. Then Van Helsing grabbed the rope and swung down from the sky, whistling past Anyang, and kicked the stone pillar at the entrance of Notre Dame with a bang, landing steadily.

"Go to die!"

Van Helsing grabbed the rope and pulled it down.

"Oh, no no no!"

The monster giant on the roof - Dr. Zhekil, almost fell down, but kicked the sculpture to stabilize his body, glared at Van Helsing below, laughed strangely, and suddenly grabbed the rope and pulled it upwards.

"It's my turn!"

How familiar this picture is.

Everything immediately turned out to be the same as the plot. When the monster giant pulled back, it accidentally fell off the roof of Notre Dame. Then it pulled Van Helsing and broke through the glazed tiles and flew into the church. The protagonist's halo flashed, and the rope just broke at this time. The monster giant banged through the round flower window of Notre Dame. The protagonist's halo flashed again. The falling monster giant just swung Van Helsing to the roof, but he kept falling. When he was still in mid-air, he suddenly returned to the size of an ordinary person, and finally landed on the ground with a bang.

He turned into an ordinary person and naturally could not withstand such a strong impact and died instantly.

Pedestrians on the road quickly surrounded him. A police officer glanced at the body of Dr. Zhekil, who had a broken hand on the ground. He looked up and saw Van Helsing standing on the roof of the tall Notre Dame building. A bright moon above his head, wearing a hat gracefully.

"Van Helsing, you murderer!"

Anyang, standing in the corner, smiled, glanced at the corpse not far away, and turned around and disappeared into the dark alley.

"Hello Van Helsing."
Chapter completed!