Chapter 95, Chapters 106-107: S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Great Defeat or Dual Divine Selection
Then, Blood God turned to look at the group of Vampires who had just emerged from the castle, and raised his arms, shouting:
"My bloodline descendants, I know you have been suppressed for too long under the bullying of humans.
But tonight is destined to belong to us, the Blood Clan. Go and release your nature to your heart's content, and enjoy the pleasure brought by human blood… "
"Go and spread fear and slaughter into every corner of this city… "
"I want all humans to experience the taste of fear! I want the whole World to know that the invincible Blood God has descended upon the human realm!"
Blood God suddenly spewed a large cloud of blood mist from his mouth, completely enveloping the group of Vampires with burning eyes.
And that blood mist, as if possessing its own consciousness, separated into strands and directly drilled into the bodies of the Vampires.
"Slaughter humans… "
"Spread fear… "
At this moment, whether pure-blood Vampires or half-blood Vampires, an irresistible evil voice echoed uncontrollably in their minds.
A powerful will instantly devoured their last shred of sanity, completely turning them into bloodthirsty and Ravage fiends.
And their bodies, under the catalysis of the blood mist, underwent great evolution and enhancement.
Thus, hundreds of thousands of Vampires began to pour out towards the city center, vowing to turn the entire New York into an infernal purgatory.
"Hehehe… "
Watching the Vampires in their frenzied state, a cunning glint flashed in Blood God's eyes.
Go!
Only by releasing enough fear can My Lord Lilith's plan proceed as desired.
...
"Motherfucker, what the hell does that damned Deken Frost want to do?"
"Does he want to break the armistice and start a war against humans?!"
Nick Fury in the Sky Carrier couldn't help but curse loudly upon seeing this scene.
"Officer, Captain America has taken the initiative to act alone."
At this moment, Maria Hill hurriedly reported: "She also asked me to tell you that this group of Vampires has already affected the safety of New York citizens… No matter what, they absolutely cannot be allowed to rush into residential areas!"
"This insubordinate bastard."
Nick Fury's face immediately turned as bad as it could be, and he couldn't help but burst out: "Is he teaching me how to do my job? Does he really think I'm blind and can't see the situation on the ground?"
Originally, Nick Fury wanted to monitor more information from Blood God and Selena.
But who would have thought that the situation would suddenly take such a sharp turn for the worse.
Not only did it completely escape his control, but it also subtly showed signs of getting out of hand.
So, even without Captain America's reminder, Nick Furywould never choose to remain uninvolved.
After all, this incident was personally planned by him…
If it really messed up and resulted in large-scale civilian casualties, then even if he wanted to shift the blame to others, no one could take it!
Thinking of this.
Nick Fury ordered with a cold face: "Notify Barton and the others to start acting. Make sure to eliminate all these Vampires."
"Also, have the air force pay attention to any stragglers who escape the encirclement… It's time to let these hybrid abominations taste the power of our S.H.I.E.L.D."
"Yes, Officer."
Maria Hill immediately relayed the order.
In mid-air, five Quinjets were the first to dive down from the dark night sky.
Boom…!!!
Dozens of specialized bombs, containing holy Water and garlic juice, exploded in mid-air, raining down like a curtain upon the Vampire army below.
To ensure that this plan was foolproof, Nick Fury had done his homework thoroughly beforehand.
In addition to conventional weapons, he had also specifically ordered his subordinates to prepare a large number of special weapons that had "miraculous effects" against the weaknesses of Vampires.
For example, Holy Water (garlic juice) bombs, Ultraviolet grenades, silver bullets, wooden stake launchers, and so on…
So, in Nick Fury's opinion, dealing with these Vampires was simply a piece of cake.
It was precisely because of this.
That he dared to be so overconfident.
However…
The "purification" spectacle he had anticipated did not occur.
Those Vampires drenched by the rain mixed with holy Water and garlic juice did not painfully fall to the ground and turn to ash.
Instead, they continued to charge forward as if nothing had happened.
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
WTF???
What's going on? These specialized weapons were so effective when the two groups of Vampires were fighting each other before!
Fortunately, the Agent teams ambushing on the periphery had already orderly opened Fire, blocking the surging Vampire army.
"Hmph, a bunch of mere pawns trying to interfere with my plan… Do you really think I didn't notice you?"
Blood God raised his hand, knocked Selenaunconscious, and handed her over to two female Vampires behind him for safekeeping.
Then, his figure instantly transformed into a flowing streak of blood and flew towards one of the Quinjets.
"Ah, what the hell is this… "
Strands of blood penetrated through the gaps of the Quinjet and into the cockpit.
And like a needle, it directly pierced into the pilot's brain, instantly turning him into a puppet that would obey orders.
"Shoot down all those annoying planes for me."
Blood God's figure then solidified, pointing at the several Quinjets that were attacking the Vampire army on the ground and ordering.
"Yes, Master!"
Boom—
A moment later, the other four Quinjets were all struck by sudden close-range air-to-air missiles from behind.
In a series of explosions, they turned into huge Fireballs and plummeted to the ground.
"Damn it, who can tell me why those Vampires suddenly aren't afraid of holy Water anymore?"
"And which bastard is piloting that Quinjet? Why is he attacking his own people?"
On the Sky Carrier, Nick Fury was so furious that he slammed the table, cursing and vowing to send that pilot to a military court.
But then they saw the defecting Quinjet spiraling down like a headless fly.
Damn it, what the hell happened?
…
"Hehe, mere humans, still want to fight me?"
After sucking the pilot dry, Blood God transformed back into blood and flew back to the battlefield.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents on the ground, upon discovering that silver bullets could not cause fatal damage to these maddened Vampires, threw Ultraviolet grenades at the Vampire army.
Attempting to slow down their charge.
Boom…!!!
However.
The unexpected scene replayed.
The anticipated widespread Carnage did not occur.
Although the Vampires enveloped by the Ultraviolet rays still let out painful screams, it did not cause them any substantial harm.
Their screams seemed more like a subconscious reaction out of fear…
And in just a few seconds.
The Vampire army, having regained their mobility, continued to brave the dense gunfire, screeching and roaring as they pounced on the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents.
"Ah, help… "
Agents were constantly being tackled by Vampires all around.
They were either bitten through the neck on the spot or directly sucked dry by a group of Vampires.
And these Vampires, after being replenished with blood, saw the bullet holes in their bodies heal at a visible rate.
For a time, S.H.I.E.L.D. suffered heavy casualties.
Facing such a terrifying sight, even battle-hardened S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents couldn't help but feel deep fear.
"Everyone, quickly spread out!"
Hawkeye exclaimed in disbelief while retreating:
"Damn it, what's going on? These Vampires are ignoring silver bullets and Ultraviolet grenades? Have all their weaknesses disappeared?"
"This probably has something to do with that blood mist just now… "
Black Widow's voice came through the communicator, "Although I don't know how Deken Frost did it, these Vampires all seem to have evolved into Daywalkers like Blade."
At the end, she helplessly appealed to Captain America: "Captain, quickly think of something, or the situation will get out of control."
At the critical moment.
Almost everyone placed their hopes on Captain America.
Fortunately, the reassuring voice immediately sounded in the communicator, "Barton, cover me… I'll attract that guy's attention later, and you deliver the fatal blow."
At this moment.
On the periphery of the Vampire army.
A sturdy figure was pushing against the current like a bulldozer!
Captain America held his Vibranium shield in front of him, and wherever he passed, the Vampires that pounced on him were sent flying backward by the immense force.
After advancing a bit further,
Captain America leaped up, shaking off a few Vampires who tried to cling to his legs, and then, guided by Hawkeye, continued to charge towards the Blood God.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Boom, boom, boom—
Hawkeye took up a favorable position, drew his bow, and used various high-tech arrows to precisely clear enemies on Captain America's left and right sides.
Captain America seized this fleeting opportunity and charged forward at full speed.
After breaking through the crowd, he slammed into the Blood God opposite him with immense kinetic energy.
Bang—
The Blood God blocked the Impact with just one hand, and seeing the look of incredible shock on Captain America's face, he grinned sinisterly and said,
"I told you, I am a God… Boom!!"
Before he could finish speaking, Hawkeye's ultraviolet high-explosive arrow struck him in the head, exploding in a dazzling blue-purple light.
Captain America curled his body at that instant, using his Vibranium shield to block all the Impact.
However…
Before he could get back up, the Blood God, whose head and half of his body had just been blown off, raised his large foot and stomped heavily on his chest.
The immense power was like Mount Tai pressing down, pinning Captain America firmly to the ground, unable to move!
"It seems you humans still don't understand…"
Countless tentacle-like blood vessels reconstructed the Blood God's blown-off upper body at a visible speed.
The Blood God slowly lowered his head like a high and mighty God, looking at Captain America with a mocking gaze, "Humans cannot kill a God; only a God… can kill a God!!"
Then he kicked Captain America fiercely, sending him flying like a cannonball, knocking out Hawkeye, who was standing on a vantage point dozens of meters away, preparing to launch a sneak attack.
If Captain America hadn't blocked with his Vibraniumshield, that kick probably would have killed him.
"What should we do? Even Captain and Agent Bartonare no match for that Vampire?"
"Damn it, we're surrounded!"
"Director, quick, think of something…"
This scene nearly dropped everyone's jaws, and the already dwindling morale plummeted to rock bottom.
More and more Agents fell into despair.
They pulled the trigger with vacant eyes, silently awaiting the moment of death.
Seeing their Agents fall into an absolute disadvantage, even on the verge of collapse at any moment, Black Widow immediately sought help from Nick Fury.
"Officer, the situation is a bit out of control. Conventional methods are completely ineffective against Deken Frost. What should we do next?"
If I knew what to do, would I be watching my own people get killed like this?
Nick Fury, with his bloodshot single eye, turned to Maria Hill beside him, "Contact Stark immediately. That guy must have a way to deal with this monstrosity."
But who would have thought, Maria Hill immediately shook her head helplessly and said, "Mr. Stark already went to New York two days ago to attend the first 'Hunter Summit' held by the PPDC Organization as a technical research consultant. He hasn't returned yet."
"Damn it, right at a time like this…"
Nick Fury suddenly felt as if his beloved toy had been snatched away, and he roared with full of jealousy, "Has he forgotten his identity as an Avenger so quickly?"
"What about Hulk? His injuries should have healed by now, right?"
Maria Hill's expression suddenly became a bit strange upon hearing this. After much hesitation, she still truthfully said,
"Although his injuries have healed, according to Dr. Banner, Hulk seems to be resisting combat now…"
"What?"
Nick Fury simply couldn't believe his ears.
No way, the mighty "Invincible" Hulk was actually defeated and became reclusive by that lizard monster???
Please, don't be so ridiculous.
Has the Avengers, which I painstakingly assembled, become incapable of even dealing with a single Vampirenow?
My three civilian players are completely useless!
One pay-to-win player went missing!
One tank with high health, high defense, and fierce attack was beaten into reclusion by a lizard monster!
And the one remaining top-tier player with full divine gear isn't even on Earth…
(╯°Д°)╯︵ ┻━┻
Nick Fury suddenly felt like crying without tears: I just wanted to find someone to deal with Vampires, but in the end, I found that I couldn't rely on anyone.
Do I really have to ask for help from other organizations?
Like the Vought Corporation?
No, I can't afford to lose face like that!
...…
…
Meanwhile.
Frank, who had long been forgotten in the corner, was still submerged in the bloody water.
Although he had completely stopped breathing 3 minutes ago, the remaining consciousness in his brain had not completely dissipated.
"Am I going to die?"
"I'm so unwilling. If I had listened to Master Karl's suggestion and used the secondary serum with the Thunder Warriors, I probably wouldn't have ended up like this, right?"
"Mary, kids… I'm sorry, it seems Daddy won't be able to accompany you anymore."
Frank felt his consciousness gradually blurring, fearing that his end was near.
But just then, a dazzling golden light suddenly enveloped his consciousness.
Immediately after, a sacred and majestic voice… no, it should be two voices, echoed in his consciousness: "Loyal (brave) warrior, recite the name of the Master, and I (X2) shall bestow power upon you!!"
Frank wondered, "Who is the Master they're talking about? Wait a minute… could it be Master Karl?"
"That must be right. I remember Master Karl once said that he was some kind of Dimensional God."
So Frank, with a try-it-and-see attitude, silently chanted in his mind, "The Master is… Karl Mara?!"
Almost at that instant—
Frank "saw" two armored arms, one gold and one red, extending from the dazzling light towards him, as if to pull him up from the ground.
Frank subconsciously reached out his hands and grasped the two arms…
When he opened his eyes again, he was astonished to find himself standing up once more.
And the large hole in his chest, which had been pierced through, had been restored to its original state at some unknown time.
"I… I actually came back to life?"
Frank couldn't believe what he was seeing, but the surging, unparalleled power within him seemed to constantly remind him: It's time to start the Carnage!
Whoosh—
When Frank drew the basmodai m combat machete, carefully selected from Selena's armory, from the scabbard at his waist,
Holy psionic flames ignited on the Blade without any warning.
The temperature of the surrounding air became scorching.
But what amazed Frank was that this golden-yellow flame not only didn't burn his arm but also constantly brought him a warm and healing power.
Bang—
Frank took a step forward, and the Earth trembled slightly with it.
The next second.
His figure leaped high towards the Vampire army, then crossed a distance of over ten meters, smashing into the battlefield like a heavy bomb.
Boom—
Dozens of nearby Vampires were immediately sent flying.
Frank's flaming machete swept forward fiercely.
Five Vampires charging towards him didn't even have time to scream before their bodies and souls were incinerated into ashes by the holy psionic flames.
…
[Detectable souls collected, Warp souls +1, +1, +1…]
[prestige value +77, +44, +13…]
…
Swish, swish, swish—
Even when surrounded, Frank showed no fear on his face.
As if possessed by a God of War, he charged against the tide of the Vampire army, with every strike of his Bladeunleashing furious flames and critical hits, causing a great Carnage!
The Vampires, who had become immune to fatal weaknesses like ultraviolet light after being "catalyzed" by the Blood God, all became souls claimed by his Blade, one after another.
If this state continued, it wouldn't be long before all nearly a thousand Vampires on the battlefield would be killed by Frank alone!
Chapter 96, Chapters 108-109: The Loyal Pistol Never...
And at this very moment—
Whether it was Nick Fury on the Sky Carrier, or Captain America and others on the ground battlefield, almost everyone was deeply shocked by this sudden scene!
Are we seeing things?
Or has some incomprehensible miracle occurred?
"Didn't that guy just die? How could he…?"
Nick Fury's single eye widened as he stared intently at Frank, who was going berserk on the screen, exclaiming in a lost voice, "Who the hell can tell me how that guy came back from the dead?!"
"Also… what's with that flaming blade in his hand?"
"Those Vampires can't even be killed by ultraviolet grenades, so why do they instantly incinerate into ash after touching the flames on the blade?"
At this moment, Frank, in his eyes, had already transcended the realm of humans.
His speed and strength had both reached a level surpassing Captain America.
And it wasn't just by a little bit…
If he hadn't seen Frank's combat footage before, he probably would have directly assumed him to be a drug-enhanced super-powered individual from the Vought Corporation.
However.
No one on site could answer his questions.
After some thought, Nick Fury immediately ordered through the communicator:
"Barton, Romanoff, after the crisis is resolved, no matter what method you two use, even if it's kidnapping, you must keep Frank Castle here for me."
Clearly, he had the intention of recruiting him.
But more importantly, he wanted to uncover the secret to completely killing Vampires from Frank.
Hawkeye and Black Widow exchanged glances, both seeing a helpless expression on the other's face.
Director, are you sure you're not taking out personal anger?
This order is no different from telling us two to go straight to our deaths.
On what basis do you think we two are capable of stopping that guy who's currently slaughtering everyone, huh???
"Fury, isn't this a bit much?"
Captain America's questioning voice immediately came through the communicator, "First, let's not even talk about whether your people have the ability to stop that man…
Just the fact that the crisis isn't even resolved yet, and you're already calculating against him, isn't this behavior a bit too shameless?"
"Soldier, watch your tone."
Nick Fury said with a grim expression, "As Commander, there are many things I have to consider, such as… how to prevent today's crushing defeat from happening again."
"As soldiers, you only need to resolutely execute My orders; other matters are not for you to question!"
Then, without waiting for Captain America to speak again, he impatiently ordered Maria Hill, "Immediately kick Captain out of My channel."
… … … …
… …
On the battlefield.
Frank's slaughter continued.
Under continuous high-intensity fighting, not only did he show no signs of weakening, but he fought with increasing vigor, as if he were a super soldier injected with Super Soldier Serum, tirelessly.
He was like a ray of dawn piercing through the darkness, bringing hope to the Agents who had fallen into despair, and a surging fighting spirit that welled up from the bottom of their hearts.
Although they had no idea where this fighting spirit came from.
But under Frank's encouragement and invigoration.
They deeply felt a surge of courage to eliminate all the enemies in front of them!
And so…
When Frank, having cut through one corner, turned around and rushed towards the Blood God's location, wielding his flaming short sword.
The surviving Agents spontaneously raised their weapons and followed behind him, launching a counter-charge against the Vampire army.
A surging momentum soared into the sky!
The immense power actually overshadowed the momentum of the Vampire army.
Even though most of these Vampires were controlled by the Blood God, they still felt a deep fear from Frank and subconsciously began to avoid this killing god.
"Hmm?!"
While fighting, Frank also observed the movements of the Vampires around him.
He found that these guys no longer actively attacked him but instead kept retreating.
He immediately sheathed the basmodai m combat machete in his hand.
Then he pulled out the two Beretta M92F pistols, "You want to run away just as the fight begins? You'll have to wait until I've had my fill of killing first!"
Bang bang bang—
Boom boom boom—
As Frank pulled the trigger, what appeared to be ordinary 9mm Parabellum pistol rounds, upon hitting their targets, actually produced an "RPG per shot" explosion effect?
Seeing this, even Frank himself was a bit bewildered.
Is this really a pistol, damn it?
However…
The miracle continued to unfold.
When Frank, calculating his ammunition, fired the 15th bullet and was about to change magazines.
A golden psychic glow suddenly appeared on the twin pistols in his hands.
In the unseen, a voice seemed to tell him: [The loyal pistol never runs out of bullets]
So…
Under some uncanny influence, he pulled the trigger again.
Bang bang—
Two 9mm Parabellum pistol rounds, comparable to RPGs, materialized out of the empty magazines and then blew dozens of Vampires opposite him into smithereens.
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
Huh?
This works too?
Frank suddenly realized that some kind of miracle, indescribable by common sense and science, might be happening to him.
And this miracle was inextricably linked to his Boss!
Boom boom boom—
Frank continuously pulled the triggers with both hands, transforming himself into a mobile artillery platform with infinite ammunition, rapidly advancing towards the Blood God's direction with unstoppable momentum.
In just a few breaths, he successfully cut through the Vampire army.
And left behind him a vacuum zone that could not be gathered again.
"It's time to end this farce."
Frank stared at the Blood God, his killing intent so thick it was suffocating.
The Blood God was also observing Frank.
From a perspective invisible to ordinary people, Frankwas now enveloped in a layer of sacred golden psychic light.
That faint golden light seemed to possess the power to dispel all darkness and evil.
Even a distant glance made the Blood God feel a sense of shock.
And on Frank's head, he wore a berserker helmet formed from blood-red psychic energy!
Furthermore, at the position of the forehead, an "octagram rune" with some symbolic meaning was shining brightly, continuously flashing "red and yellow" two different colors of light.
"Octagram? Is this a blessing from some Dimensional God?"
But even if the Blood God racked his brains, recalling all the Blessing Marks he knew of, and those he had heard of, used by Dimensional Gods and Hell Lords.
He still couldn't find one that matched the two-cornered octagram that lit up opposite him.
Since it's not a well-known one… then it must be a small-time punk, right?!
Although the Blood God truly felt two terrifying auras from this man who had risen from the dead, auras that made his soul tremble.
But what did that matter?
The "divine power" a mere human could bear was, after all, limited.
So the Blood God was not flustered at all.
Nor would he be hesitant because the opponent was a follower of some… oh, some two "unknown Dimensional Gods."
After all, this was Earth—
A place protected by Kamar-Taj and the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One.
It was also an absolute forbidden zone for all Dimensional God (Lord) level big shots.
Even a cunning old schemer like Mephisto only dared to use Astral Projection (Soul Projection) to project powerless avatars onto Earth to deceive human souls.
Therefore, even if he killed Frank, the Blood God had no need to worry about retaliation from the two Dimensional Gods behind him.
"Hehehe… Since I could kill you once just now, I can kill you again now."
"Because… I am a God!!"
The Blood God sneered and stepped forward, his figure instantly transforming into a blood arrow, rushing towards Frank.
"Now you shall receive your punishment."
Frank swiped his gun-holding right hand downwards, accurately holstering his pistol while simultaneously drawing the basmodai m combat machete from his waist, and brought it down on the blood arrow.
Hiss—
The short sword, enveloped in holy flames, instantly split the blood arrow that the Blood God had conjured into two halves.
One half was directly incinerated into ashes under the burning psychic flames!
The other half tumbled to the ground, transforming back into human form, revealing the Blood God's disheveled true body.
The Blood God was both shocked and enraged, "You damned human, you actually destroyed half of My soul essence?"
If he hadn't reacted quickly enough just now, instantly abandoning the burning half of his soul essence, his entire soul would probably have been incinerated in the scorching flames.
What terrifying flames?
They were comparable to the Hellfire that only Hell Lords could use, capable of burning both flesh and soul.
Wait… could one of this guy's backers be Mephisto?
Or that shameless Marduk who always liked to call himself Satan?
But aren't those possessed by a Revenge Spirit only able to use the power of Hellfire in their Ghost Rider form?
Never mind… it must be that damned Mephisto.
Once I deal with this guy, I will definitely report this matter to My Lord Lilith, just you wait.
Upon this thought.
The severely weakened Blood God suddenly soared into the sky, then countless tentacle-like bloodlines surged from his back, piercing towards the Vampires and S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents on the battlefield below.
Those who were unfortunately pierced by the bloodlines.
Whether Vampire or human, their blood and life essence were absorbed in the blink of an eye, leaving only shriveled human skin fluttering to the ground.
"You trash, you don't even spare your own kind?"
Frank's face showed a hint of disdain.
Although he didn't sympathize with the Vampires' plight, he scoffed at the Blood God's shameless behavior.
However, he then noticed that Selena was in danger not far away.
He stomped his foot hard, causing the ground to crack in a circle, and his body shot like a cannonball to Selena's front, his flaming short sword directly severing the bloodline that was about to pierce her head.
However, the two female Vampires beside Selena were not so lucky.
They were directly pierced through the brain by the bloodlines and sucked dry.
"Hehehe…"
At this moment, the Blood God's triumphant eerie laugh came from mid-air.
After successfully absorbing the flesh and blood essence of nearly a thousand Vampires and S.H.I.E.L.D.Agents, his power had already reached its peak state.
However, the damage to his soul could not be healed at all.
"Actually, you don't need to be so nervous… because I will never kill her before I interrogate her about the whereabouts of [Red Slayer]."
The Blood God seemed not afraid of the news getting out.
Because, in his opinion, all humans present tonight were going to die.
Dead men naturally tell no tales, right?
However.
The thought that all the Vampires were exhausted, and the progress of the original plan would inevitably be affected, made the Blood God seethe with anger.
He immediately glared fiercely at Frank and said, "Because of you, this annoying ant, I will have to waste a lot of time converting new retainers…
As punishment, after I kill you, I will send people to find your family, friends, neighbors… and then convert them all into the lowest-grade Vampires, to be My slaves for generations!"
Watching Frank's face turn abnormally ashen below, the Blood God's mood immediately brightened, completely unaware of what he had just provoked.
He also didn't understand the sacred and inviolable importance the word "family" held for the man in front of him.
"Hehehe… What, did I finally hit a sore spot? It seems you care a lot about your family."
"But unfortunately, your soul is bound by other Dimensional Gods."
"Otherwise, I would find a way to exchange your soul from the hands of those Hell Lords, and then, in front of your family, torment you day and night without end…"
"Mr. Frank, you…" Selena, who had just woken up, was immediately startled by the changes happening to Frank, her eyes wide with shock.
From a perspective invisible to ordinary humans.
The faint layer of holy light that had enveloped Frankhad completely dissipated.
It was replaced by a blood-red light, which gradually solidified into a blood-colored battle armor forged from immense psychic energy.
Even the holy flames on the short sword in his hand instantly transformed into wisps of red flames.
They looked like burning blood, making them horrifying.
And in the center of his forehead, the "northwest" corner of the "octagram rune" shone even more brightly with red light.
As if some unspeakable entity was joyfully watching the impending slaughter and atrocity through it!
[Go, brave warrior, go and kill him—]
Selena frowned slightly.
She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination.
When she had used that mysterious power before, she had also felt a similar "aura."
But if all these powers truly came from Boss, then why were they completely different from his own aura?
Swish—
At this moment, Frank pointed the short sword in his hand directly at the Blood God in mid-air, stating concisely, "You… will die today!!"
His wife and child were the only meaning to his life.
The Blood God's recent blasphemous remarks had undoubtedly touched his inverse scale.
So…
I have only one thing to say today: If I can't kill you, I'll take your damn last name!!
Chapter 97 Chapter 110-111 God Slaughter: Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God, Skull Offering to the Skull…
"Jie jie jie…"
The Blood God gathered countless blood threads behind him, forming two giant blood-red wings, and continued to speak stubbornly: "Idiots, how many times do I have to tell you before you remember, humans cannot kill gods, only gods… can kill gods!!!"
Upon hearing this, Selena couldn't help but raise her neck and angrily retort towards the sky: "Shameless! Then why don't you descend from the sky? Why fly so high? Are you perhaps afraid of something?"
Heh heh, woman!
Do you think My Lord, the Blood God, will fall for your provocation?
Naive!
As long as I don't come down, you'll be completely helpless against me, alright!
The Blood God remained unmoved, brazenly attacking Frank below, "Go to hell, you damned ant!"
Swish swish swish—
Countless blood threads, sharp as arrows, descended from the sky, instantly engulfing the area where Frankwas.
But the next second.
A short knife burning with red flames streaked across the sky like a meteor.
As it neared the Blood God, Frank's figure strangely flickered into existence as if teleporting.
It was as if the flying short knife was his true body!
Immediately after, under the Blood God's horrified gaze, Frank's hand moved, and the knife fell, directly severing his head.
Puff—
The moment the short knife, imbued with terrifying power, nailed the Blood God's headless corpse to the ground from the sky.
Frank, one hand gripping the hilt of the knife and the other holding the head, teleported again, appearing from mid-air.
"You… you can't kill me, otherwise My Lord Lilith will definitely not let you go."
The Blood God was thoroughly terrified at this moment.
Because he suddenly discovered that after his body was pinned by that short knife, it completely lost connection with his consciousness.
And the mysterious power attached to Frank's body seemed like an invisible shackles, firmly binding his consciousness within this head.
Even if he wanted to escape by transferring his consciousness, he simply couldn't.
What on earth is going on?
Frank completely ignored the other party's threat, shoving the barrel of the Beretta M92F pistol into the Blood God's mouth, cutting off the noisy sound.
His slightly hoarse voice roared like a subwoofer, "Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God, Skull Offering to the Skull…"
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
Huh? What am I even saying?
Wrong, let's try again…
"You are guilty, and you must die!!!"
No matter how unwilling the Blood God was, it was useless.
The bullet, imbued with spiritual power, instantly ended his life.
And from a 'Law' that remained in his consciousness, which served a recycling function, it forcibly plundered his soul essence.
"And a Blood God… that's it?!"
He~tui—
Frank didn't know what had just happened.
It was only when he turned to look at the short knife pinned to the ground that he found the Blood God's corpse had been consumed by the red flames on the blade.
Then the "Eight-pointed Star Rune" on his forehead began to slowly dissipate.
The violent spiritual power within him also receded.
He felt as if he had instantly lost all strength, and his muscular frame couldn't help but sway slightly.
Frank leaned forward, propping himself up with his hands on his knees, and after a brief recovery from his weakened state, he picked up the short knife from the ground and called Selena to quickly leave the area.
But just then.
Two somewhat disheveled figures blocked their path.
It was Hawkeye and Black Widow.
Hawkeye looked at Frank, who was on guard, a flash of gratitude and awe in his eyes, but he still braced himself and said:
"Mr. Cassel, our Director has some important questions he'd like to ask you in person, so please come back to S.H.I.E.L.D. with us."
Although he said "please" verbally.
Anyone could see that even if Frank refused, they would absolutely not let him leave freely.
"Get out of the way."
Frank said in an extremely cold tone: "Otherwise, I'll take you for Vampires and eliminate you both."
"This…" Hawkeye and Black Widow exchanged glances, seeing helplessness, awe, and deep apprehension on each other's faces.
If Frank hadn't stepped in to eliminate the Blood God, every single one of them would have died here.
Yet, even though they were disgusted by such a "discarding the millstone after the donkey is used" action, they dared not disobey the orders given by Nick Fury like Captain America did.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Frank Castle, former United States Marine Corps' most elite tactical sniper. During his service, he received one Medal of Honor, one Navy Cross, three Silver Star Medals, and four Purple Heart Medals…"
Nick Fury, who was originally on the Sky Carrier, had arrived on the ground in a Quinjet at some unknown time.
Nick Fury stared at Frank with the authoritative gaze of a boss scrutinizing his subordinate, continuing his aggressive and sarcastic remarks:
"I truly can't understand why a heroic soldier like you, who has been awarded war honors multiple times,
Now, not only do you not think about using your abilities to protect humanity's safety, but you've also willingly degraded yourself to become an accomplice of Vampires?"
Selena's pretty face darkened upon hearing this: Black guy, I am offended by that statement!!
"Your S.H.I.E.L.D. is being a bit too nosy, aren't you?"
Frank mocked without mercy: "I do whatever I want, and it's not your place to tell me what to do."
"But I also truly can't understand… why a third-rate organization like yours, which is useless against Vampires but quite adept at meddling in others' affairs, hasn't been disbanded yet?!"
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
What the heck?
Didn't the intel say this guy wasn't good with words, except for killing?
Also… why does his tone of voice sound so oddly familiar?
Actually, Nick Fury had originally planned to take Frankback to S.H.I.E.L.D. first, lock him up for a few days to wear down his sharp edge.
Then he would appear at the opportune moment and use a combination of carrot and stick tactics to subdue him.
Up until now, with the exception of Karl Mara, Nick Fury's cunning strategy had never failed.
But who would have thought that when he ordered the interception of Frank and Selena through his communicator just now, besides the loyal Hawkeye and Black Widow, all the other surviving Agents chose to remain silent.
Although it is a soldier's duty to obey orders.
But there's a time and place for everything…
Frank had just saved the lives of these S.H.I.E.L.D.auxiliary Agents from the mouths of the Vampire army.
And you immediately pull this "discarding the millstone after the donkey is used" move?
May I ask: Are your relatives still alive???
Fortunately, these people's hearts weren't as dark as Nick Fury's, so naturally, they weren't willing to immediately move to arrest their savior.
So, one by one, they chose to passively resist the order through silence.
Captain America, moreover, was so disgusted by Nick Fury's despicable methods that he directly threw away his communicator and stomped off in a huff.
Anyway, I'm not your S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent. I have something to do at home, I need to go to a dance, is that okay?!
Nick Fury was naturally well aware of everyone's thoughts.
So he could only turn a blind eye, sighing deeply in his heart.
Alas… people's hearts are scattered, and the team is getting harder and harder to lead!
"Heh heh, Mr. Cassel, please don't misunderstand, S.H.I.E.L.D. actually has no ill will towards you…"
However, even though he knew he was in the wrong, Nick Fury's modus operandi had always been to achieve his goals by any means necessary.
This was a golden opportunity, and there was no way he would miss it.
So, he immediately changed his strategy and began to earnestly persuade them:
"The reason I sent people to stop you just now was actually just to invite you to join S.H.I.E.L.D."
"If you are willing to join, I can guarantee right now that I will exceptionally grant you the highest authority of an Level 8 Agent…
Normally, only Agents who have served S.H.I.E.L.D. for at least ten years and have made special contributions can be promoted to this level."
Saying that, he turned his gaze to Hawkeye and Black Widow beside him, hesitating repeatedly but ultimately not speaking the next, less dignified sentence.
It should be known that throughout S.H.I.E.L.D., those who successfully reach Level 8 Agent are extremely few.
And every Level 8 Agent possesses immense authority.
They can not only freely access high-level classified documents in the core secret archives.
They can also summon fighter jets, Insight satellites, and other support from the Sky Carrier at any time.
Even Hawkeye and Black Widow, who were loyal to Nick Fury, were currently only Level 7 Agents.
If he had revealed their ranks just now, the latter two would probably have been utterly mortified…
From this, one could see how highly Nick Fury valued Frank.
No choice.
He just lacked someone so capable under him!
However, Frank remained completely unmoved, scoffing in response: "Sorry, I'm not interested in being S.H.I.E.L.D.'s dog…"
Eh Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
Nick Fury's mouth twitched involuntarily a few times upon hearing this.
It's him, it's him, it's him!
Nick Fury finally realized whose tone of voice this guy in front of him resembled.
So that damned Karl Mara actually got ahead of me again?
Nick Fury instantly felt a sense of immense loss, and his hatred and jealousy towards Karl deepened even further.
However, he wasn't about to give up just yet.
He wanted to try again to see if he could poach Karl's talent.
Seeing that he couldn't directly persuade Frank, his calculations naturally shifted to Selena beside him.
Although he wasn't yet clear about the relationship between the two.
But from Frank's willingness to risk his life to rescue Selena just now, it could be concluded that their relationship was definitely not ordinary.
So he rolled his eyes, and a plan formed in his mind—
A glint of cunning flashed in Nick Fury's eyes, and he nodded in a feigned manner: "Since that's the case, then I won't force you…"
"However, you can leave… but she cannot!!"
Saying that, he pointed to Selena, continuing with an extremely firm attitude:
"Tonight, due to the Vampire war between the Wizard Society and the Blood God Sect, our S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents suffered heavy casualties."
"Ms. Selena, as one of the high-ranking members of the Wizard Society, you bear inescapable and significant responsibility for this… therefore, you must return with us to undergo the corresponding investigation."
Given Frank's "massacre" performance just now.
Nick Fury didn't dare to play tough with him before ascertaining whether he still had the strength to fight.
But when it came to Selena, it was completely different.
Nick Fury had clearly seen before that this female Vampire entered an extremely weakened state after eliminating Victor.
This was further confirmed after Deken Frost appeared.
That's why Nick Fury dared to be so arrogant now.
Of course, a soft persimmon should be squeezed to death.
Furthermore.
Nick Fury had some ulterior motives for wanting to keep Selena.
On one hand, he wanted to inquire about information regarding Evolutionary Blood and Red Slayer from Selena's mouth.
Under the dual influence of obsessive-compulsive disorder and extreme paranoia, he did not allow any unclear information to exist after it had been heard!
On the other hand, Selena enjoyed high prestige within the Wizard Society and, after Victor's elimination, might threaten Klein's reign.
Nick Fury absolutely would not allow the results he had painstakingly achieved at such a great cost to be usurped by others.
Therefore…
No matter what, he would not let Selena leave today.
Moreover, if he could use this opportunity to legitimately detain Frank, even if he couldn't subdue him, it would undoubtedly deal an extremely heavy blow to Karl's faction.
Not only would it kill two birds with one stone, but it could also salvage what little face he had left.
However, if this old schemer knew that Klein was already eliminated, he would probably lose his composure on the spot, wouldn't he?
"What if I don't agree…"
Frank remained as tough as ever.
Even though he, like Selena, was now too weak to fight.
But his mere aura was enough to scare Hawkeye and Black Widow on the opposite side, preventing them from making a move.
Nick Fury seemed to have anticipated his answer.
He grinned confidently, revealing a row of stark white teeth, "Mr. Frank, I advise you not to be impulsive…"
Then he raised a finger and drew a circle in the air above.
"Currently, at an altitude of approximately eight thousand meters above us, dozens of long-range sniper arrays, capable of ultra-long-distance precise sniping, are standing by."
"If you dare to make even the slightest move, 'you two' will immediately be turned into mincemeat."
Nick Fury specifically emphasized "you two" when he said it.
He couldn't help it; he was genuinely afraid that Frank, this reckless man, wouldn't understand the implication of his words and would act rashly.
"Mr. Cassel, it's alright, I'll go with them."
Selena had clearly seen through Nick Fury's true intentions, so she resolutely said:
"This matter truly began because of me… Now that my great revenge is avenged, I am actually already content. I don't want to cause big trouble for Boss because of this."
Nick Fury secretly rejoiced at the sight.
See? How sensible.
Wait a minute… The "Boss" she mentioned, couldn't it also be that kid Karl Mara?
Eh?
Why did I say "also" just now again?!
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No way?
No way?
That kid wouldn't be trying to establish an agent within the Vampire clan, would he?!
Σ(°△°|||)︴
Damn it, what… what in the World does that hateful guy want to do?
What is he plotting now?!
At this thought,
Nick Fury's heart suddenly filled with a chilling sensation.
The hairs on his body stood on end.
Because he suddenly realized that he couldn't fathom Karl's thoughts or intentions at all.
Like an idiot, he was completely led by the nose.
Nick Fury had never experienced such humiliation, nor had he encountered such a cunning enemy.
No, I must fight back!
Yes, now is the best time.
Haha, no matter what you want to do, I must win back a point today… ah, no, two points at once!!
Today, I absolutely will not let this female Vampire go.
And I will never allow you to affect my plans within the Wizard Society.
At this moment, Frank said to Selena with an extremely firm tone, "No, you are the Boss's person. Without his permission, no one can take you away!!"
Nick Fury almost burst into joy upon hearing this.
Good, good, good, I like stubborn people like you!
Otherwise, I really couldn't think of a good way to arrest you as well…
So he immediately put on a look of feigned anger, deliberately provoking, "Mr. Cassel, I have already made the biggest concession out of respect for you being a war hero."
"If you still insist on going your own way, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
Then he raised his hand and pointed at the weak and powerless Selena, saying sinisterly, "You wouldn't want to see anything happen to Miss Selena, would you?"
Despicable!
Frank and Selena both showed expressions of extreme disgust.
You, the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.,
Your methods are so contemptible.
Even Hawkeye and Black Widow, who were opposite them, couldn't bear to watch.
Their Director's heart was even darker than his face.
However,
Just as the two sides were in a stalemate,
A sudden cry of alarm came from Deputy Officer Maria Hill's communicator, "Officer, it's bad, the Sky Mother Ship was just hit by an unknown object at extreme speed, and the second engine on the right side exploded. It has stopped operating… Officer, we need to return immediately for repairs!!"
"What?"
Nick Fury's heart sank, and an ominous premonition immediately arose.
But before he could give the order, a figure shining with golden light, like a meteor, streaked across the dark night sky.
Then he hovered directly in front of him, looking down at him and saying, "Black man, who were you threatening just now?!"
The person who arrived was none other than Karl.
After seeing the "abnormal increase in soul count" prompt twice in a row,
He noticed the anomaly coming from Selena's Soul Chains.
So he flew over as fast as he could.
Unexpectedly, he accidentally ran into Nick Fury, who was showing off.
Although Karl always liked to present himself as a "businessman," he was a person who never suffered losses, so it was naturally impossible for him to tolerate this black man's bad habits now.
Immediately, his eyes burst forth with dazzling light like a god.
He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the Sky Carrier, "Does anyone here want to see a grand fireworks show?"
Then his expression suddenly changed, and he said in an extremely arrogant tone:
"You want to arrest my people? Come and try… If anyone dares to touch them today, I will immediately make S.H.I.E.L.D. disappear completely from this World."
What does it mean to fight fire with fire?
This is it!
Weren't you very impressive just now?
If you have the guts, come and face me head-on!
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"Ka… Karl Mara? Why are you in New York?!"
Nick Fury was startled when he clearly saw the person's face, and couldn't help but complain to himself.
Damn it, am I destined to be at odds with this kid?
Why does he always come to ruin my good deeds?
Needless to say, the accident that just happened on the Sky Mother Ship must also be this guy's doing!
If he were facing other "superheroes" at this moment, even that beast Homelander,
Nick Fury would be fully confident in "persuading" the other party to comply without any harm.
But he couldn't do it with Karl.
Because this kid always acted without scruples, completely unconstrained by any morality or restrictions, doing things even more arbitrarily than Homelander.
Simply put: if he says he'll screw you, he really will screw you!
At the same time, the most important thing was that Nick Fury did not have the 'BB machine' that could summon Carol with him at the moment.
So… the Director, who never gave in, was truly a bit intimidated when facing the aggressive Karl.
No, it should be more accurate to say "strategic retreat"!
Huh?
Wait, he just insulted me, didn't he?
Damn it, be careful, I'll sue you for racial discrimination.
"Boss!!"
Frank and Selena were overjoyed when they saw Karlappear.
At the same time, they let out a long sigh of relief.
Now it's good, finally safe.
Because as long as this man appeared, there was nothing to fear.
Especially Selena, her heavy mood immediately disappeared, and she imitated Karl, raising her hand to point at Nick Fury and sarcastically said:
"Boss, I suddenly miss the old days."
"Because back then, black slaves like him, besides serving as human farm tools in plantations, would be sent directly to meet God if they dared to say one more word."
"I really don't understand… The times are clearly constantly progressing, but why are human systems still regressing?"
Then she put on a troubled expression, combined with her body movements and facial expressions, she was simply a living farm owner from the Middle Ages.
This scene made Frank, who was beside her, stare in a daze.
He couldn't help but wonder if Selena had really been a farm owner before.
Karl looked at Selena with some surprise, not expecting her to have such a hidden sharp tongue.
Indeed, whether it's humans or Vampires, as long as they are female creatures, they are extremely vengeful.
However, I like it…
Karl immediately smiled and replied, "You're right, but I heard that the market price of a 'carbon display' is only 50,000 dollars now."
Facing such insulting mockery, Nick Fury was furious to the extreme, but he dared not erupt on the spot.
However, even a clay figure has some temper.
How could he easily back down in front of his subordinates? How would he command respect in the future?
So he gritted his teeth and stubbornly said, "Mr. Mara, perhaps you don't know, Miss Selena and this Vampirewar…"
However,
Before he could finish his sentence, Karl interrupted him impatiently, "Just one sentence: today, whoever dares to touch my people, I will kill them… Even if God comes, he won't be able to save them, I said it!!"
Karl's current attitude was very clear and firm.
You want to mess with my people?
Alright then.
Today, I'm challenging S.H.I.E.L.D. head-on, let's see what the hell you can do to me?!
Nick Fury's face almost turned green with anger.
Good, good, good, you really don't give me any face at all.
In that case, let's go all out today.
I'm going back to the Sky Carrier right now to get the "BB machine" and call Carol back to kill you!!!
Just as the two sides were at loggerheads, dozens of military vehicles suddenly sped towards them.
Then General Ross was seen stepping out of one of the military Hummers.
He first glanced at Nick Fury with a look of disgust, then walked directly to Karl and said with a smile:
"Hello, Mr. Mara, my name is Thaddeus Ross, and I am here representing the Department of Defense. I would like to invite you to dinner, do you have time?"
Compared to Nick Fury, that egomaniac and severe paranoid,
General Ross was clearly better at handling people.
He immediately displayed an incredibly humble demeanor upon meeting.
Of course, this attitude was only reserved for strong individuals like Karl.
"I do have time…"
Karl's lips curled slightly, and he looked provocatively at Nick Fury, saying:
"It's just that someone is trying to arrest my subordinates right now, and I might be busy killing people later, so I'm temporarily unavailable."
General Ross's lips twitched twice upon hearing this, not expecting Karl to be so direct. He immediately stated with righteous indignation:
"Please rest assured, Mr. Mara, the land you are standing on is America, where law and freedom are valued, and not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry has the right to enforce the law!"
"Regarding today's incident, we have received detailed intelligence from the Security Council and can confirm that the cause is unrelated to your subordinate, Miss Selena…"
"If you are worried, I can immediately send people to escort your two subordinates back."
"If there is anything further they need to cooperate with, we will seek your consent in advance before proceeding."
Over the years, Nick Fury had often flaunted his authority in front of General Ross, using the names of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Security Council.
Even his "Green Skin Project," aimed at capturing or killing Hulk, was halted because Nick Fury recruited Hulk into the Avengers.
So General Ross had actually disliked this black man for a long time.
Today, he finally seized the opportunity, and naturally, he spoke without mercy.
Karl did not rush to reply, but instead looked at Nick Fury, whose face was extremely grim, with a smiling expression.
Did you see how sensible General Ross is?
And look at you?
All day long, you just know how to bite wildly like a mad dog.
Since Ross treated him with courtesy, Karl naturally returned the smile.
Moreover, he had already used his Mind abilities to probe the other party's memories.
He understood the true reason why the Department of Defense sent him to find him this time.
And that matter they urgently wanted to cooperate on, for Karl, only had benefits and no drawbacks!
So Karl had no reason to refuse.
Thus, he nodded meaningfully and said, "Since the trouble has been resolved, then I will respectfully comply…"
"However, it's too late today, and I need a good rest. Let's change the dinner time to tomorrow morning."
"…I happen to have a habit of watching the morning news!!"
Then, under Nick Fury's furious but helpless gaze, he took Frank and Selena and boarded General Ross's military Hummer.
Karl suddenly realized something just now.
That is, the best way to deal with an extremely arrogant black man like Nick Fury is not to humanely destroy him.
But to constantly defeat him and crush him in all aspects…
This way, envy will disfigure this black man and make his life worse than death.
This kind of psychological torture, comparable to torture, is simply ten thousand times more cruel than directly killing him!!
And this is precisely what Karl intends to do next.
Nick Fury, let's take our time with this.
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
Oh dear, my thoughts seem to have become a bit extreme without realizing it, haven't they?!
"Wait, General Ross!"
Just as General Ross was about to leave, Nick Furysuddenly lunged from the side, grabbing his shoulder and saying fiercely:
"You and the Department of Defense are playing with Fire. Cooperating with that kid is tantamount to playing with Fire and getting burned; there will definitely be no good outcome."
"Oh?"
General Ross disgustedly slapped his hand away, straightened his clothes, and then sneered in response:
"Then I'd like to ask, where did you get your information about the Kaiju from before?"
Nick Fury's face burned with heat, but even though he was hit where it hurt, he still didn't want to give up, continuing to sow discord:
"Ross, have you ever considered, if one day that kid suddenly wants to destroy the World, are you sure anyone can deal with him?"
General Ross looked at Nick Fury with the gaze one would use for an idiot and said, "In my hometown, there's a common saying… As long as the profit is great enough, even Satan will become your good friend."
Then he gave the other party an arrogant look, as if saying, "Little brother, just keep learning," and got into the car and left without looking back.
"F*ck, F*ck, *&%#…"
Nick Fury was almost furious enough to explode on the spot. His body trembled violently with anger, and he stared at the rapidly departing convoy with bloodshot eyes, roaring with an extremely distorted face:
"Ross, you idiot, one day you will regret this!!"
Since he took over as Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he had never experienced such humiliation and treatment. Now, he wished he could swallow Karl alive.
But the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent.
Because neither Karl nor General Ross were small characters he could easily control.
So what else could he do?
Of course… he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
Karl Mara, you just wait for me. One day, I will personally send you to Raft Prison!
Nick Fury suddenly turned his head, his face ashen, and roared at Hawkeye and the others:
"Am I paying you salaries just for you useless idiots to stand there daydreaming?"
"Hurry up and go to the Blood God Sect's headquarters and get rid of all those damn, cursed Vampires for me."
Hawkeye and Black Widow exchanged a knowing glance, realizing that their Officer had completely lost his composure.
But he was right about one thing.
It was time to end this terrible night!!
...
...
And at this moment,
In the sacrificial chamber above the Blood God Sect's underground altar,
A silver-haired woman, completely covered in a purple cloak, emerged from a dark corner.
Then she came to the stone coffin in the center, which was engraved with ancient magic runes.
And released Blade, who was imprisoned inside!
Chapter 99 Chapter 114 Chapter 115 Catching Anti-Venom, Riot Strikes
I didn't expect that Blood God to be such a waste, beaten to the point where even his soul origin disappeared by a human."
The silver-haired woman looked at Blade, who was on the verge of death from excessive blood loss, and a look of emotion appeared on her face.
"This way, a gaping hole has appeared among the seven Night Demons responsible for opening the dimensional gate, which will inevitably affect the subsequent plan…"
"With the Centennial Conference approaching, there's no time to slowly corrupt new Vampire clans with the book of darkness and reorganize the sacrificial ritual."
"It seems the only option is to try and see if Blade, this Daywalker, can fill this void?"
The silver-haired woman then reached into the shadows on the ground and pulled out a Black female Doctorwith a face full of terror.
This person was none other than Dr. Karen Jensen, a hematologist who had been captured here along with Blade and then thrown into the abandoned pit below the altar by Deken Frost's subordinates to fend for herself.
The silver-haired woman took out a delicate silver dagger and, under Dr. Karen Jensen's horrified gaze, lightly slit the artery in her neck.
Pfft…!!!
Blood immediately gushed out like a fountain, continuously pouring into Blade's mouth.
Blade, who had just been barely breathing, quickly regained consciousness.
However, when he opened his eyes, what he saw was a familiar yet desperate face.
"Oh, no…"
Blade struggled to get up, but his body was firmly confined to the ground by a mysterious and powerful Dark Energy that the silver-haired woman had conjured with a casual wave of her hand.
He could only watch Dr. Karen Jensen die in front of him from bleeding out.
"That's right, just like that. The more anger you feel, the stronger the Dark Energy that breeds from it, and the greater the chance of a successful transformation…"
The silver-haired woman ignored Blade's furious glare, which made his eyes almost burst, and smiled sweetly.
Then, before the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents poured in, their figures slowly sank into the shadows on the ground, disappearing without a trace.
...…
...…
While Karl was comfortably asleep in the luxurious presidential suite arranged by General Ross, and the miserable S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents were still cleaning up the Blood God Sect's lair.
Dozens of kilometers away on the street, Eddie Brock, who had luckily escaped from the Life FoundationHeadquarters earlier, was still playing a deadly game of cat and mouse with the pursuers behind him.
"Quick, surround that guy, don't let him run away again."
The bald man in charge of this capture mission kept repeating into the walkie-talkie:
"All units attention, the two stolen Symbiotes are likely on that guy, so everyone can only use rubber bullets and tranquilizer darts during the capture."
Soon, one of the Life Foundation's capture teams successfully cornered Eddie Brock in an alley.
"Sir, please don't move. As long as you cooperate, we will never harm you. We just want to get back Mr. Drake's things…"
As he spoke, a security guard held up his gun and stepped forward, wanting to search him.
At this moment, Anti-Venom's voice sounded in Eddie Brock's mind, "Why do you always run away? It makes us look cowardly."
"Now let me bite off these guys' heads, then pile their heads on the left and their bodies on the right… and enjoy them slowly."
Eddie Brock immediately felt like a coward upon hearing this.
Although he could feel that he was in an extremely hungry state, as if he could instantly devour an entire ox placed in front of him.
But he resisted strongly and said, "Absolutely not, how can you just eat people? That's against the law."
Anti-Venom replied unhappily, "Idiot, if I don't eat people, where will I get the energy to help you escape? Besides, human heads are deliciously crunchy. Once you've had one, you won't be able to stop!"
Eddie Brock was speechless for a moment: Do you even hear what kind of outrageous statement you're making?
As the two were talking, the security guard had finished searching him but had not found the container for the second Symbiote.
So he hit him hard in the stomach with the butt of his gun and grabbed his hair, demanding, "Tell me… where did you hide the other Symbiote?"
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you. Those two muddy things you're looking for were probably taken by the man who appeared with me in the lab. They're really not on me."
Eddie Brock spat out two mouthfuls of bitter bile-mixed water, saying painfully, "They're really not on me, if you don't believe me, you can check the surveillance."
"Hmph, still trying to argue?"
The squad leader in black tactical gear took out his phone, pulled up a surveillance video, and directly shoved it in front of Eddie Brock, sneering:
"There's a limit to lying. You were clearly the only one who invaded the lab. Are you saying you think we're blind?"
"Also, no one can fuse with two Symbiotes at the same time!!"
"Ah, this…" Eddie Brock glanced at the surveillance footage and immediately felt terrible.
Because the surveillance video playing on the phone was exactly the scene of him alone smashing the isolation chamber with a fire extinguisher before Karlentered the lab.
And then… there was no "then".
The video was very short, clearly edited twice.
But right now, who would care about such a thing?
Almost everyone believed that Eddie Brock had stolen the two Alien Symbiotes.
If you want to condemn someone, you can always find an excuse.
Now, even if he had mouths all over his body, he couldn't explain it clearly.
"Move, take this stubborn guy back for interrogation."
As the order was given, the members of the security team raised their tranquilizer guns and tasers and aimed at Eddie Brock.
"Useless Eddie, I'll handle the situation from now on."
As Anti-Venom's voice sounded, a white skin with black stripes instantly covered Eddie Brock's entire body, blocking all the incoming attacks.
He raised his hand and grabbed the nearby security guard, then "chomped" off the other party's head.
Then, while chewing on the delicacy, Anti-Venompointed at the security guards opposite, who were trembling in fear at the sight, and commented:
"Besides the brain, the eyes, lungs, and pancreas are all delicious… But unfortunately, there's no time to enjoy them slowly right now."
Swish, swish, swish—
Anti-Venom raised his hand and shot out several white webs, pulling all the security guards who were trying to escape in front of him.
Then he opened his gaping maw…
Chomp, chomp, chomp…
What did I just say?
Once you take a bite, you can't stop, okay?!
At this moment, Eddie Brock felt like he was about to pee his pants, or perhaps already had… He exclaimed in a lost voice:
"You actually bit off all their heads?!"
"Nonsense, I need to replenish my strength, otherwise you'll be the one to die."
Anti-Venom scolded mercilessly, "Listen, useless one, if you get caught by these guys and taken back to that lab, you're dead."
"They'll treat you like those homeless people before, putting you in a glass cage to slowly study → slice → sew → study again → slice again → sew again… an endless cycle."
"So if you don't want to die, then obediently be my mount from now on."
"Also, we Symbiotes only have one purpose for coming to Earth, and that is for food. So only by cooperating with me will your life be spared, understand?"
Just as Eddie Brock was about to argue further.
Amidst a sharp siren, more than a dozen police cars surrounded him, who was currently in his Anti-Venomform.
"Don't move, hands up, we are the Queens Police."
A White police chief was the first to pull out his pistol, resting it on the car door and aiming at Anti-Venomopposite.
However, before he could give further commands, Anti-Venom had already leaped in front of him.
After "chomping" off his head, he swaggered away amidst the dense bullets that came from all directions.
"Damn it, how did it turn out like this? Today was George's first day as police chief…"
A bald middle-aged police officer came to the body, covering his forehead with a distressed look and saying, "How am I going to explain this to Gwen?!"
And at this moment.
The battles occurring in this area were all transmitted in real-time back to the Life Foundation Headquarters via two drones circling in the sky.
"Mr. Drake, the target has escaped again with the Symbiote…."
Tris, the bald man who was in charge of this capture operation, reported via the communicator:
"Sir, the police have already intervened, and our capture operation might be affected by this."
However.
Carlton Drake, the owner of the Life Foundation, had already been captivated by the astonishing combat power displayed by Anti-Venom in the video.
Pointing at Anti-Venom, who was rapidly moving between streets and buildings on the screen, he exclaimed excitedly:
"Did you see that? Did you see that? That damned reporter, that thief… He actually perfectly combined with my Symbiote to form a brand new species?"
"Super speed, super strength, and amazing defensive capabilities…"
"So that's it. It seems only by finding a suitable host can the Symbiote unleash unparalleled powerful might."
"That's right, this is the perfect higher being in my mind!"
At this point, he eagerly said to the capture manager on the other end of the communicator, who was waiting for the next command:
"Tris, first send drones to follow my new species, then you guys create some trouble to help him shake off the police who are tracking him."
"Remember, don't lose him, or you're dead."
"Understood, Master."
After ending the call, Carlton Drake took the elevator to the floor below where Dr. Skirth, the "internal spy," was being held.
It was with her help that Eddie Brock was able to go directly from the underground garage to the laboratory floor.
Carlton Drake wanted to know why the scientist he hired at a high price would betray him in such an important research matter concerning the next evolution direction of all humankind.
Did I not give enough?
However, when he stepped out of the elevator, he happened to witness an incredibly horrifying scene.
He saw a 3-meter-tall silver humanoid Symbiote, holding a headless security guard's corpse, "chomp, chomp" chewing.
If an ordinary person saw such a terrifying scene, they would at least immediately scream and turn to run away, if not be scared senseless.
But Carlton Drake was different.
Not only was he not panicked, but he became exceptionally excited, his eyes glowing as he leaned closer, "You must be the Symbiote that left on its own after the spaceship crashed, right?"
"First, regarding your friends, I must apologize… Although I have been trying my best to protect them, one died accidentally during an experiment, and two others were temporarily stolen."
The silver Symbiote first opened its big mouth and stuffed the remaining half of the security guard's body in at once, then "chomped, chomped" a few times before letting out a satisfied burp.
"It's okay, our numbers are far more than this…"
The silver Symbiote reached out and placed its hand on Carlton Drake's head, and while changing hosts, continued to say:
"On that comet you discovered, there are actually tens of thousands of my kind."
"As long as they can be brought to Earth, they will all obey my will and execute the commands I, Riot, issue…"
"No."
Carlton Drake, who had completely fused, corrected with a smile, "It's both of our wills and commands…"
"Don't worry, I will handle the task of bringing the other Symbiotes back to Earth."
"But before that, I have some personal grievances to settle first."
Saying that, he walked directly to a locked laboratory.
After using his clearance to open the glass door, Carlton Drake expressionlessly looked at Dr. Skirth, who was handcuffed to a chair, and questioned, "Why did you betray me?"
Dr. Skirth's face showed a conflicted and pained expression upon hearing this, and she shook her head slightly:
"What we are doing now fills me with extreme fear and unease, so I cannot go against my conscience and continue to experiment on those homeless people…"
"Enough!"
Carlton Drake interrupted very rudely, "Skirth, you are being foolish."
"I understand that everyone feels confused and uneasy before making major moves, this is a normal human reaction."
"But what you should have done was tell me these things, and then we would change the way of the experiment together, instead of directly bringing an outsider in and letting him steal my Symbiotes."
"I know, maybe you all think I'm crazy?"
"But in fact, it's not me who's crazy, but this era… Open your eyes and look at this World. Kaiju, Titan… These sudden great disasters are all happening because humans keep taking, taking, and taking from nature."
"And those inferior Mutants and super-powered individuals, who clearly possess the power to change this World, instead waste them on playing house and becoming superstars, such insignificant things!"
"This cannot continue… Otherwise, humanity's actions will push Earth to destruction."
"Actually, I highly agree with a saying from the Monarch Organization: We are not the true Masters of Earth; we are merely a bunch of parasites who only know how to take."
Then, he approached Dr. Skirth step by step, pointing at her nose, and roared furiously:
"And you are the same. You betrayed my trust. Your foolish actions delayed the plan of a great man who wanted to save the World."
"I want to create a brand new World, to forge a new species, combining those qualified humans who have been successfully screened with Symbiotes from higher-level civilizations."
"It's just a pity, you won't live to see that day…"
"Honestly, you were once my best researcher, but now… you're fired!!"
As his words fell.
The silver Symbiote Riot instantly covered his entire body, and then with a "chomp," he bit off Dr. Skirth's head.
Ignoring the headless corpse behind him, which was gushing blood, Riot and Carlton Drake said in unison:
"Alright, now we should go find that thief, Eddie Brock, and settle the score properly!"
Chapter 100 Chapter 116 Chapter 117 Exposing Evil Deeds or Requests from the Ministry of Defense
In the early morning, after successfully shaking off his pursuers, Eddie Brock circled around for a long time outside before sneaking back into his home through the window.
Driven by intense hunger, he rushed to the refrigerator, eager to rummage through it for food to replenish his energy.
Puffed snacks, milk, coffee, fried chicken… these were his favorite snacks, but now they all tasted like chewing wax.
They simply couldn't compare to the deliciousness that a human brain provided.
"How about it? Didn't I tell you? Once you've tasted a human brain, you won't be able to stop."
Anti-Venom's voice echoed in Eddie Brock's mind again, "Idiot, it's time for us to eat and replenish our energy. Today happens to be Thursday, so let's go out on the streets and eat our fill!"
"No, I'm not going to eat people."
Eddie Brock slapped his head in resistance and turned on the TV, trying to distract himself from the increasingly strong hunger.
Surprisingly, it actually worked quite well.
After his mind settled down a bit, he picked up the phone and called Dr. Skirth.
However.
After several rings with no answer, the call automatically went to voicemail.
"Skirth, it's me. I just got home after shaking off those tailing me. Are you okay? You didn't contact me at the time we agreed on, so I'm really worried..."
"You were right, there really was a super scoop hidden in that lab. I think I got infected with a parasite there; it makes people run very fast and jump very high..."
At this moment, Anti-Venom's voice rang out, "Idiot, you are the parasite, your whole family are parasites! I am Anti-Venom, a noble Symbiote."
"Also, aren't you afraid that the Life Foundation will trace me back here if you rashly tell others about my existence?"
Eddie Brock was speechless, and quickly corrected himself into the phone: "Ah, I mean I took a lot of photos in the lab.
But to completely take down Carlton Drake, we still need more detailed information about this experiment. We'd better meet as soon as possible."
"Also, I saw another very strange guy in the lab. All the guards seemed to ignore him.
If possible, I hope you can go to the monitoring room and copy a video file. I always feel like I've seen him somewhere before..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sudden loud noise from outside the room.
"Ah ah..."
Eddie Brock and Anti-Venom screamed simultaneously, the latter directly issuing an order:
"Useless, hurry up and make those rock-and-roll bastards in the room opposite stop! I need to replenish a lot of energy to overcome my weakness to sound waves!"
Bang bang bang—
Eddie Brock forcibly controlled his abnormal irritation and knocked on the opposite door. A bearded man with long hair opened the door and asked unpleasantly, "What do you want? Is there something?"
"Can you please turn down the music a bit? Because I'm really uncomfortable right now."
"Huh?"
The bearded man pointed to the other burly men in the room behind him and retorted with disdain:
"Who are you, kid? How dare you ask so many people to accommodate just you? I'm not your dad, I don't care about your life or death."
The few rock-and-roll strongmen behind him also stood up, posing as if they would beat him if he said one more word.
"Eddie, you're really a useless waste. Let me handle it."
Seeing Eddie Brock about to back down again, Anti-Venom immediately snatched control of the body.
Black and white skin instantly covered his entire body, and he opened his big mouth and said, "Breakfast time."
Crunch crunch crunch...
A few minutes later, as Anti-Venom walked out of the room contentedly, a silver hand, quick as lightning, gripped his neck and lifted him into the air.
"Weak little thing."
Riot pulled Anti-Venom closer and observed him with interest, "You're not Venom, you're... his offspring?"
"Boss, don't eat me, I found a very important piece of information."
Anti-Venom had the exact same memories as Venom, so he knew how powerful and Ravage the Riot in front of him was, and with his current strength, he was no match at all.
Since he couldn't beat him... then of course he had to join him!
"You're sensible."
Riot nodded in satisfaction. After letting go of Anti-Venom, he returned to Eddie Brock's home with him. "Tell me where Venom and the other guy went."
Anti-Venom dared not hide anything and exaggeratedly recounted what had happened in the laboratory that day.
When talking about Venom's consciousness being erased by Karl, he didn't forget to gloat and mock:
"Boss, Venom was too stupid. He thought he found the perfect host and abandoned me, but he didn't realize that powerful human was beyond his control."
"In the end, his consciousness was erased, he totally deserved it..."
But who would have thought, Riot retorted with an expression of disbelief: "Impossible, our consciousness is protected by the Symbiote God, no one can erase our thoughts."
"Boss, I swear by the name of Knull, the Symbiote God, I really didn't lie to you, that human is terrifyingly strong."
Anti-Venom quickly put on a pitiful act, afraid that the other party would just eat him if they were unhappy.
"Hmm? Among weak humans, are there really dangerous guys who can erase Symbioteconsciousness?"
Riot finally stopped questioning this time, because no Symbiote would dare to swear by Knull's name so casually.
Just as he was about to inquire about the characteristics of that human in detail, he was suddenly attracted by the news being broadcast on the television opposite.
In The Daily Bugle's paid column channel, John Jameson's interview was being broadcast.
"Dear audience, just recently, I received a shocking revelation about the Life Foundation, the content of which involves a horrific and illegal human experiment."
"For years, the Life Foundation has been using the guise of gene therapy to treat late-stage pancreatic cancer patients, gaining public attention and support, while secretly sending people to capture homeless individuals for illegal human experiments..."
"To date, nearly thirty innocent people have died in related experiments, but the Life Foundation has consistently concealed this and attempted to use increased positive public opinion to cover up its cruel crimes!"
"It's hard to imagine that in today's legal society, such inhumane acts still exist. This is the greatest insult to science and law, and a ruthless trampling of freedom and human rights."
"So now, please examine their crimes for yourselves..."
Then John Jameson played a video.
It recorded dozens of fast-forwarded and edited human experiment footages.
In the Life Foundation's laboratory, test subjects in hospital gowns, like lab mice, were ruthlessly tied to operating tables, undergoing round after round of drug tests.
Some of them died on the spot, foaming at the mouth, immediately after the first round of drug injection.
Others received nearly ten consecutive injections before losing their lives in endless pain and wailing.
And those researchers and security personnel were already accustomed to this, dragging the bodies out expressionlessly, then roughly escorting other homeless individuals to undergo the experiments again.
"It's that damn The Daily Bugle again!"
Carlton Drake, at this moment, forcibly broke free from Riot's control, punched the TV, and roared furiously:
"What the hell is going on? Why were those confidential video files leaked?"
"Are there other traitors in my company besides that backstabbing Skirth?"
"If I'm not mistaken, this should also be that human's doing..."
Anti-Venom cautiously reminded, "Boss, it looks like your plan must be carried out in advance."
"That's right, but fortunately, the Symbiote research has not been exposed, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."
Carlton Drake said with a very solemn expression:
"Riot, we must immediately prepare for the Rocketlaunch, otherwise, it won't be long before those damn investors call to halt this project."
Riot immediately decided that he and Carlton Drakewould personally pilot the Rocket to the comet where the Symbiotes lived and bring all the Symbiotes there back to Earth.
Anti-Venom and Eddie Brock would remain here.
They would use their identities as reporters to investigate the true identity of the mysterious person who could erase Symbiote consciousness.
Then, when they returned with the main force, they would work together to eliminate this potential threat.
The two immediately hit it off and then headed together to the Rocket launch center set up by the Life Foundation in the suburbs of Queens.
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At the same time.
Prestige +1, +1, +1...
After Karl woke up, he noticed a new increase in the prestige value on the light screen in front of him, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.
"It seems that John Jameson's arrangements are finally on track."
Karl turned on the TV and switched to The Daily Bugle's paid column.
As expected, it was broadcasting the Life Foundation's illegal human experiments.
Karl was quite confident in John Jameson's ability to manipulate traffic.
Then he turned off the TV and focused his attention on the light screen.
The extremely gratifying growth of prestige value at the moment was enough to show that his "subordinate cultivation plan" for John Jameson had been initially completed.
From now on, even if The Daily Bugle's reports did not involve Karl himself at all, he would still gain the greatest benefit, and even a double harvest effect, due to John Jameson's influence!
However, to completely win over an old hand who had been in the entertainment industry for decades was by no means an easy task.
Yet Karl, without using any Mind abilities, managed to gain the other party's absolute loyalty in less than three months.
This was undoubtedly the best interpretation of his personal charisma.
At the same time, as the boss, Karl also gained the joy of "nurturing" that only he could experience during this process.
It seemed that it wouldn't be long before he could become a hands-off boss who threw wild parties all day long.
After a simple wash, Karl was escorted by three presidential-level special cars to the restaurant General Ross had booked in advance.
Frank and Selena did not accompany him.
Because they were directly sent to a private hospital secretly controlled by the Wizard Society last night for treatment.
This would minimize the chance of blood samples being collected by old schemers like Nick Fury.
Anyway, Karl had plenty of time now.
So he decided to slowly inquire about all the details of last night after returning to his territory.
Especially the "soul fragment of a demon" that he was particularly concerned about.
"Mr. Mara, putting aside our brief meeting last night, this should be our first formal meeting."
After sitting down in the luxurious restaurant, General Ross, with a smile on his face, was the first to speak: "
But before this, I had already heard of your great name."
"At the same time, I express my sincere admiration for your heroic feat of liberating Sokovia by yourself. This reminds me of my own experience in the military when I was young..."
Karl was speechless at the words.
Old man, I'm not here to listen to your rambling!
We are both old foxes, what are you doing playing ghost stories with me?
Do you think that by getting a little close to me and blowing some smoke, I'll readily agree to your demands?
You're dreaming!
"General Ross..."
Karl waved his hand unceremoniously, interrupting him, "Everyone's time is precious, so let's skip the pleasantries. Please get straight to the point."
"Straightforward, I like that."
A hint of appreciation flashed in General Ross's eyes, and he immediately got to the point:
"Actually, the Department of Defense sent me here to discuss a collaboration with you."
"I'm sure with Mr. Mara's intelligence, you've already guessed the general content..."
"That's right, the Department of Defense hopes that when Kaiju and Titans reappear in America and on the homelands of our allies, Mr. Mara can promptly dispatch King Kong to help us resolve the corresponding crises."
"For this, the Department of Defense is willing to grant you the title of Special Honorary Advisor..."
General Ross's words paused again.
Because he noticed that Karl, opposite him, had already impatiently turned his head to admire the scenery outside the window.
He was clearly not very interested in these words.
So he consciously stopped, then, like an old fox, smiled and said:
"Of course, I guess Mr. Mara is probably not interested in these empty titles, so I'll just talk about some practical benefits."
That's more like it!
Although negotiation is a back-and-forth process of probing each other's bottom lines and making adjustments.
But to achieve cooperation, you should at least show some sincerity directly at the first opportunity, instead of going around in circles with me here?
You should save these tricks for those rookies with no negotiation experience.
If we don't quickly get to the part where money doesn't hurt feelings, then I, your young master, will really lose patience listening to your nagging here.
General Ross obviously realized this.
So he gave up on further probing and directly entered the true main topic of today's negotiation.
"Mr. Mara, as long as you agree to our request, then for every monster crisis resolved, our Department of Defense will proactively pay you 100 million U.S. dollars as remuneration..."
"Furthermore, if you or your subordinates encounter unwarranted harassment from organizations like S.H.I.E.L.D. again, the Department of Defense promises to stand up for you immediately!"