Blade opened his eyes again.
Even though he had been here several times and was used to the environment here, as a half-human and half-vampire being, he still remained vigilant every moment.
His hawk-like eyes looked around at the dilapidated surroundings, brewing with ferocity, and there were occasional flashes of red in the dim light - this was clear evidence that he was half a vampire.
Above, the large characters "Wilander Private Research Institute" are hanging on the dilapidated building in front of you.
This name is unusual at first sight.
I really don’t know what the owner of this place is crazy about, setting up a temporary base in an abandoned building that is to be demolished in New York City, and giving it a name that seems to be about researching high technology, but in fact has nothing to do with it.
At this time, his ears moved,
Uh-huh!
Blade subconsciously grabbed the two samurai swords on his back - special weapons mixed with silver.
"I advise you to put away those two weapons. This is my territory. There are no vampires for you to kill."
No emotion could be heard in the calm tone, and then, a young black-haired man walked over.
The delicate face proves that the owner of this face is young, only in his twenties. At first glance, he looks as harmless as a little white rabbit.
If you ignore the weird creature next to this guy.
"If you can ask this little pet to step back a few meters, maybe I will believe you." Daofeng paused, said something, and let go.
But his eyes under his sunglasses were watching every move of that strange "pet".
This thing is about 3 meters tall, with a black streamlined body that looks like it is spliced together with countless segments of human spine. Its slender tail swings gently as if it is brewing with great power, and its tip is like a sharp knife, possessing powerful power. Penetrating power; the sharp claws dragged to the ground, leaving long scratches on the ground easily, making Blade's eyelids twitch wildly.
The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the head of this creature, which looks like a strange crown and seems to have an extraordinary meaning.
A creature that has never been seen before, its entire body seems to be built for the ultimate battle. It is simply a fantasy version of a genius screenwriter in a science fiction work.
Blade also relied on his strong eyesight and keenly discovered that compared to the previous meetings, there was actually a lot more unknown mucus on this monster.
Du Wa nodded. Obviously, he was very satisfied with Dao Feng's response. His eyes as he looked at Dao Feng inadvertently had some strange charm. His eyes swept over Dao Feng's body, staring at the bulging chest muscles and slender thighs. Thick arms that are about to explode...
So beautiful.
Blade frowned, a hint of instinctive alertness flashing in his eyes.
here we go again.
That kind of look made him feel that this guy was not looking at a person. Dao Feng had every reason to believe that this strange man had an unusual hobby.
At this time, as if it sensed the danger signal coming from the blade, the strange creature beside Dua moved, and immediately swung its tail and pulled it over.
So fast!
The expression on the sword's edge changed slightly, and he raised his hand and struck out with the sword.
With a ding sound, his palms were slightly numb from the shock, and he repeled the monster's tail, feeling a shiver in his heart.
Even though he didn't use all his strength, with his strength, he couldn't cut off the metal-hard tail with one sword...
Blade looked up again, only to find that the monster standing next to Dua had disappeared silently, and had already appeared on the ceiling above him. Its long claws shone with a terrifying cold light, and it looked like it could tear Blade's skull off at any time. .
"Sorry, professional habit." Dua quickly made an apology gesture, "You know, I am a researcher. It is very difficult to support such a venue alone, so it is inevitable that I have to devote all my attention to my work. superior."
"This guy is very strong, what is his name?" Blade was secretly frightened, while calmly watching the strange creature that looked like a ghost assassin as it silently retreated to Dua's side.
"Alien." Dua replied.
"Interesting name. It seems that it is the most outstanding achievement of your institute, a war weapon."
Blade is also well-informed. He has been fighting various monsters, mainly vampires, throughout his life. Even just a tentative confrontation is enough for him to characterize the existence of aliens, and even more to Duva. Determined.
He didn't care if Dewar was a scientific madman, as long as he could help him.
Dewar is noncommittal, the best? Apart from the "egg-laying" aspect, this alien will soon cease to be the best.
Thinking like this, Dua took a deep breath and forced himself not to be obsessed with the incredibly strong body of the blade. He took out a suitcase and said, "This is the acid weapon you want. It is safe, efficient, and special in the dead of night." In certain situations, it is more useful than UV grenades, and at least it will help you kill the enemy very quietly."
Daofeng was silent for a moment, took out a bag from his arms and threw it over.
"According to our agreement, one hundred thousand US dollars." Dao Feng said.
Dua whistled: "Are all vampire hunters so rich? That's right. Killing vampires is a costly job. Even the bullets are made of silver."
"It's not my money anyway. The more vampires you kill, the more money you can get from those beasts." Blade has always been generous when it comes to spending money.
Pay the money in one hand and deliver the goods in one hand.
"I will look for opportunities to promote your products. Using this strong acid to deal with vampires' super self-healing ability is very effective." Blade dropped these words and took a few steps back while carrying the box.
Dua suddenly said: "If possible, you can bring me some vampires back alive."
"Oh? It's not a good idea to deal with those guys." Dao Feng looked at him in surprise.
"There is no way, time is running out." Dua said.
Blade did not continue to respond, nor did he ask what it meant, and disappeared into the night.
"Blade Warrior, tsk, this guy is really a righteous bigot."
Dua stared at the blade's leaving figure and closed the door again.
The vampires in the Marvel world are very interesting. The origin of these things is not Dracula or Cain, but the magician named Varna who was the first to come into contact with the [Book of Darkness]. He relied on the power of the Book of Darkness to transform himself. Transformed into the original vampire.
The author of the Book of Darkness is the famous god of black magic. He is the god who controls one of the three original powers of the multiverse, the power of chaos. He is the second generation god of the original world tree and is superior to Odin, Zeus, the Jade Emperor, etc. The mass-produced version of the third-generation World Tree god is also the source of Scarlet Witch's power - Sithorne, one of the four chaos gods of the multiverse.
As long as it is related to hatred, ominousness, and black magic, there is more or less the shadow of Sithorn, the ultimate magical entity.
But there is no need to worry now. Duva feels that as an ordinary individual in a multi-dimensional world, he cannot even jump out of the most basic timeline, so he cannot be qualified to attract the attention of such a big boss. The things he needs to pay attention to now are: After all, it’s better to get money from the reputable Blade.
Blade Runner is a famous vampire hunter in the underground world. When his mother gave birth to him, he was bitten by a vampire, resulting in him being born with half vampire blood.
He is not afraid of silver and sunlight like ordinary vampires, so he can walk under the sun as he pleases, so much so that he is called "Day Walker" by the envious and jealous vampires.
But there are also disadvantages, that is, you need to be injected with immune drugs regularly to prevent yourself from being completely devoured by vampire blood.
However, Blade's character is relatively reliable. As long as you are willing to provide him with the convenience of hunting vampires, he will be happy to make a deal with you.
Dua shrugged, there was no way, who would need money? Anyway, exchanging a bit of alien blood for money for the blade is just a temporary and excessive expedient.
Since traveling to the Marvel world, Duva once fell into anxiety. There are too many freaks and ruthless characters in this world, or this universe.
But luckily, there was an alien with him.
"I remember that before I traveled through time, Marvel had officially started serializing independent publications on Aliens. It was a purely high-tech world without superheroes or anything like that..."
Dewar counted the dollars in his hand, his thoughts drifting away.
"Ho ho!"
The alien next to it noticed the change in Du Wa's thoughts. Although it could not know what Du Wa was thinking specifically, it was absolutely loyal to the person in front of it and still made its own response.
The cry of the alien is never meaningless. As long as it makes a sound, it must be expressing some purpose.
Dua smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and the alien bowed his head obediently, letting the man caress his crown-like skull.
One person and one alien walked into the institute and opened the secret room. In the extremely rough and crude basement, which looked like it had been chewed out by a powerful vicious dog - or an underground cave would be more appropriate, Du Wa slowly raised his head.
Five white eggs covered with mucus came into view.
