In front of a building with a sci-fi style.
"This is it, do you have any plans?" Mike asked.
"Yes!" Blade said, "Go in and kill every Vampire you encounter."
"This plan is really... thoughtful." Mike nodded, "But, I have no objection."
"Exactly what I want." Werewolf by Night has always had a reckless style.
"It doesn't matter." Morbius shrugged, "Anyway, I'm not the one in front."
The operational "plan" was settled in a few words, and the meeting was concise and efficient.
Werewolf by Night's body suddenly swelled up, bursting out of his clothes, then howled and rushed straight to the main entrance.
Obviously you can take off your clothes first and then transform... Tsk tsk, it's different if you have a mine at home.
Bang!
The tempered glass door was smashed by Werewolf by Night, and intensive gunfire came from inside.
Morbius spread his arms, flew into the air, and disappeared into the night sky.
Blade and Mike go inside.
The battle scenes of Werewolf by Night are still extremely bloody. However, the Vampire he fights with is obviously not comparable to the minions like Vampire Factory.
Werewolf by Night has been suppressed.
Suppression is a euphemism. To be precise, he is being shown off by several Vampires and is using his body to catch bullets.
These Vampires wear three-color camouflage uniforms, steel helmets, and are equipped with standard weapons of special forces. Their tactical coordination has a strong Navy SEALs style. Obviously, these Vampires were either directly transformed by soldiers, or they received militarized training after becoming Vampires.
It can be seen that Vampire's tentacles have penetrated into the military. This is a very dangerous signal. If we ignore it, in another 180 years, the United States major party may have to add a Vampire party.
Blade and Mike looked at each other, drew their swords at the same time, and joined the battle group one on the left and the other on the right.
The situation turned around immediately.
Soon there were seven or eight Vampire corpses turning to ashes on the ground.
"Are you okay?" Mike saw that Werewolf by Night seemed a little shaken and unsteady on his feet.
"No, it's okay." Werewolf by Night's voice was as rough as if there was coarse sandpaper in his throat.
He shook his head.
Throw out two bullets.
"It feels much more comfortable." Werewolf by Night said in a loud voice.
Then dozens of bullets squeezed out of the bullet holes in his body, clattering to the ground, and the wounds healed in the blink of an eye.
Werewolf by Night's skin can withstand police pistols, but it cannot block military standard rifles. However, it is not fatal to Werewolf by Night.
Werewolf by Night was about to rush to the second floor. Mike grabbed him.
"Such strength." Mike's arms didn't look strong, but he didn't expect to be able to hold him. This was something Werewolf by Night didn't expect. He was secretly frightened, and at the same time wondered why Mike stopped him.
Mike did not explain, but pulled a curtain and threw it towards the entrance to the second floor.
Ta-ta-ta...
There was super intensive gunfire, and bullets hit cement blocks on the floor and walls.
"Machine gun!" Werewolf by Night's face changed.
If he had gone up there just now, he wouldn't have died directly, but it would definitely be enough for him to eat a pot.
"Wait a moment." Mike said.
What are you waiting for?
Werewolf by Night was confused, but didn't ask. He just scratched his chest with his claws a little irritably. After turning into Werewolf, although he was able to suppress his animal nature, he was still very impulsive and irritable.
Two Vampire were guarding the stairs. Their weapons were M249 light machine gun. They looked attentively and stared at the stairs.
The stairs leading to the second floor are designed as straight slopes instead of the common ">" shape.
The two light machine guns were engaged in cross-defense, which felt a bit like "one man is in charge and ten thousand men cannot open it".
Of course, there is an elevator, but the plastic bomb installed inside can blow both the person and the elevator car into the sky.
The two Vampire gunmen didn't notice that a shadow quietly approached from behind them.
"Jie Jie Jie..." The black shadow let out a weird laugh.
The two Vampire gunmen, Shocker, turned around. What awaited them were the sharp and sharp nails of Morbius.
Brush! Brush!
Two Vampire had their throats cut. There was a look of horror in their eyes. Vampire are not human beings. Cutting their throats and kicking their eggs are not fatal injuries. Under normal circumstances, the bleeding stops quickly and the wounds heal.
But they were shocked to find that the blood not only did not stop, but also accelerated flowing out. They put down their guns and covered their throats with both hands.
But it's no use.
A few seconds later, the two Vampire turned into hunched-up mummies with protruding eyes.
The two balls of blood were like living red slimes, jumping and jumping into the black shadow's Cloak.
Mike:"Let's go."
The three of them went upstairs and saw only two mummies in strange dead shapes.
"It's Morbius's handwriting." Blade said.
Vampire appeared from time to time along the way, but it was completely unable to stop the three of them. The occasionally encountered mummies, like Morbius, were showing their presence.
Ten minutes later, the three of them arrived at the top floor, and Morbius whizzed down from the ceiling.
The short-haired man on the other side is powerful, has a powerful aura, and is dressed in retro style.
"Is this Dracula?" Mike asked Blade. Morbius who shaved off his mustache is the image of Dracula in Mike's imagination.
Blade shook his head with a serious expression. "I don't want to agree with the Dracula I saw, but Dracula can change his own image. After resurrection, his image will change frequently, but he will eventually become his original appearance."
Morbius licked his lips, his eyes flashing red, and said excitedly, "He has the smell of Dracula's blood. Yes, it is this smell. Although it is not strong enough, it is enough to make other Vampire surrender."
"Dracula" stepped forward and said with a look of disdain, "Hmph! Werewolf, Vampire, hybrids, humans, what an interesting combination. Dracula? I am him, and I am not him. I like others to call me Drake!"
Drake's eyes fell on Mike: "Are you Mike?"
"That's right."
"I can feel how powerful you are, but no matter how powerful you are, it cannot withstand the power of time. When you grow old, your former strength will turn into a smile. Accept my first embrace, and when I am sleeping, you will become the king of Vampire, one person below and above ten thousand people." Drake's eyes were sharp, Tyrannical, with an irrefutable tone.
Mike couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This guy has been sleeping for too long and his brain is broken. The ancient version of "Tyrannical President"?
It is said that high-level Vampire can obtain the memories of other people from the blood. Doesn't he know that with the advancement of science and technology, there are many ways to live longer. Why bother to make yourself neither human nor ghost?
Why does the ancient Vampire often fall into deep sleep?
One reason: Their emotions and desires gradually disappear with the passage of time. Once they disappear, they are just living wood.
There is no opposite sex you want to fuck, no food you want to eat, nothing you want to do... What's the point of living like this?
Mike This smile, zero harm, insulting Max. Drake suppressed his anger. "You will regret it. Kill them."
Behind him, Talos led his remaining men to kill Mike.
Violent.
Werewolf by Night roared and rushed over, knocking over the two Vampire who were blocking the road, and then was stopped by two Vampire.
Werewolf Curse makes Werewolf by Night have a natural hostility towards Vampire, just like two races that are natural enemies of each other. When they meet, they must kill each other.
Sorry, I feel uncomfortable.
When encountering Drake, Werewolf by Night's animalistic nature seems to be uncontrollable.