American comics: Kill people and you become stronger

Inside the underground, a huge primitive space was built.

It covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters and is hundreds of meters deep.

Supported by various stone pillars, they are carved with mysterious lines and passages extending in all directions.

The remaining thousands of vampires in New York live here, and there are also many blood food and freezers dedicated to storing blood bags. The vampires with amazing backgrounds spend a lot of dollars and manpower in exchange for time efficiency.

It's almost like building a miraculous underground cave in a short time.

The walls of the passage were covered with kerosene lamps, and their dim yellow light illuminated the dark underground, giving some light to the cold underground.

At the deepest point, there stood an altar that was not too big. Twelve round stone pillars stood on both sides of the circular altar, and twelve deep lines were carved on the altar.

This is also known as the Temple of Eternal Night. A group of vampires stood on the passage built around it, looking at the blood clan leader Dickon and Frost on the altar, a young and handsome vampire, wearing a suit and a white shirt, with his chest The buttons are opened to reveal some skin, which makes it look a little slutty.

Dicken Frost stood on the altar in high spirits, with the elders of the Council of Elders behind him.

He raised his head slightly and glanced left and right at the fellow vampires who were stained on the passages on the edges of the walls on both sides. He said impassionedly:"My fellow vampires, we are a noble vampire. We have been inherited for thousands of years. We were once glorious and made the vampire famous. spread to the world"

"But since the rise of mankind, we have begun to hide, and the former blood eaters have become the masters of this world"

"Now, a damned human butcher is forcing us to flee our homeland and trample our glory. We can only hide in the jungle like mice."

"We must regain our former glory, summon the Blood God, and let the Blood God lead us to glory, make the world surrender at our feet, and arouse the deepest fear that humans once had against us."

The passionate words sounded like bells in the depths of the souls of all vampires.

They awakened the pride and pride in their souls.

They are a great blood race and an immortal race. How can they hide because of humans? They should be They are the masters of the world.

These vampires opened their mouths, exposed their sharp fangs, and let out a terrifying roar.~~~

The terrifying sound echoed throughout the underground. Dickon Frost raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and opened his arms. He was enjoying this moment. No one knew that he would become a god tonight.

At this time, a vampire elder came over. In the eyes of everyone, the elder said to the concave-shaped Dickon Frost:"Blade is here, and he brought an old hunter with him."

And this elder was obviously the one who was killed by Bishop. The evil elder who controls the mind.

Dickon didn't know this. He slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at the elders and other elders, and said with a grin:"He is indeed here. The last elect is in place. If you catch him, I will live."

The vampire elders nodded and turned to leave.

Elders hold high positions, but they are also vampires with the purest blood. Their combat power is much stronger than ordinary vampires.

In an instant, deep underground, the vampires were quietly waiting for the hunter to step into the trap prepared for him.

Dickon asked his right-hand men to go to another place where there was a mold specially built to squeeze out the blood of the last elect.

At the entrance of the underground passage.

Blade and Whistler stepped inside. The long passage was empty, and the oil lamps on the walls on both sides were automatically lit.

Blade and Whistler looked at each other, stepped on the stairs and went down step by step, walking along the passage. When they stepped into the end of the passage, there was an extremely wide field in front of them.

The elders, led by thousands of vampires, have already been waiting here.

"It’s really not a chance at all."

Whistler said helplessly. Originally, he and Blade had planned to find a suitable place to hide in a suitable sniper spot and provide remote support to Blade after he and Blade entered here.

But before the plan even started, a large number of people were brought along. The vampires blocked the door.

Click!

The blade pulled the barrel of the shotgun, and the bullet was loaded. Whistler put the sniper rifle behind his back and picked up the shotgun from his waist.

There was no doubt that this was a crowded battle. The sniper rifle was of little use, but the shotgun, the magic weapon of group combat, was about to break out.

However, the ghost elder suddenly stepped on the raised area on the ground.

The eyes of Blade and Whistler changed, and they immediately felt that something was wrong. The two of them rolled violently to both sides, but unfortunately Whistler was old after all and was not strong enough behind him. They saw that the stones on the floor where

Whistler was standing sank, revealing a bottomless pit. Whistler still fell downwards.

Below was a long slope slide. Whistler's body slid downward uncontrollably. The blade avoided the trap. He instinctively reached out to catch Whistler, but it was too late..

And he also paid the price for his unnecessary actions.

He saw a whistling sound in his ears, and the blade suddenly turned his head. There was no time to be angry that Whistler fell into the trap, because several vampire elders had already used the ghost. She rushed in front of him at a speed as fast as she could.

Blade was too experienced in actual combat. He immediately transformed his body, which was originally full of flaws. He stepped forward, leaned back, and was about to pull the shotgun while lying back in the air. The trigger.

However, for some reason, the moment he pulled the trigger, his body seemed to lose control, and he did not pull the trigger at this critical moment. At this moment, the two evil elders seized the opportunity. The first one rushed forward and removed the shotgun from Blade's hand, and the other grabbed Blade's neck, raised his knee and hit his lower back. There was a crisp sound, and Blade's lower lumbar spine was severely injured and broke.

He immediately became painful, but he still wanted to fight back, but unfortunately the other vampire elders would not let go of this opportunity. They swarmed up and broke the blade's hand, and the blade was captured alive. The eyes behind the sunglasses could not help it.

Closed up, he and Whistler died with generosity, this moment was like a joke

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