People in Marvel: Alliance Card Draw Master

Chapter 71 072: The Blood God Appears

Once upon a time, in order to find the real murderer who caused his mother's "death", he did not know how much suffering he had suffered.

But everything that happened now almost shattered Dao Feng's iron-willed state of mind.

Both a teacher and a friend, the person who is really good to me is dead, what is the meaning of everything I have done these years.

Following the gaze of Dao Feng, the woman didn't care at all, instead she snuggled into Dickon's arms like a docile female animal.

"Blade, oh no, Eric, haven't you been looking for the blood that transformed your mother? That's right, that person is me."

Bang!
Hearing Dickon's words, Dao Feng subconsciously wanted to struggle, but when Shan Yuguang caught a glimpse of the woman, his original anger stopped immediately, as if resigned to his fate, he stopped moving.

And Dickon, looking at the appearance of Dao Feng, frowned a little, obviously not satisfied with his reaction, so he slapped the woman frivolously behind the woman.

"I won't let you die so easily, I want you to watch me rule the whole world step by step.

Bleed him. "

Following Dickon's order, several leader-level vampires in the room cut Blade's arm with a knife, and then took out some instruments and began to collect blood.

But at this time, Dao Feng showed no expression at all, and the eyes staring at the woman and Dickon became more and more indifferent.

After the blood was collected, Dickon couldn't help but smile.

Just when he wanted to continue to stimulate the blade, there were suddenly many miserable roars from outside the house.

"Ah! Damn it, it's a werewolf, a werewolf!!"

"Ugh! No, let it go"

Heart-piercing screams rang out, and Dickon in the room couldn't help frowning when he saw this. He noticed the panic-stricken subordinates at the side, and immediately lost his temper.

"What are you panicking about, aren't you a werewolf? Could it be that my imposing blood race is afraid of those bastards digging through the trash?

Go, to the altar! "

As he said that, Dickon left the room first, and the woman followed behind him. As for the blade, the blood clan members behind would take him with him.

Leaving the room, the roars around him became clearer, and Dickon couldn't help being taken aback by this.

It stands to reason that even if werewolves appeared, it would be impossible to beat them back steadily, as if they had encountered something terrifying.

Shaking his head, Dickon shook off this thought, and now the most important goal is to merge with the Blood God.

As long as the fusion is completed, no matter what kind of werewolf he is, he will all die, thinking, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Dickon's mouth.

Come to the altar of the secret room, which is surrounded by several stone pillars, and around the stone pillars are the twelve elders of the blood clan who are bound.

Holding the blood of the blade, Dickon motioned for them to wait outside, and then walked up to the altar alone.

Bang!
roar~~

"Damn it, the wolf is a werewolf? Good! So big!!"

Following Warwick's smell of the crowd of vampires, he came to this secret room and was a little dazed looking at the scene inside.

On the other side, Dickon also saw Warwick's figure, and met his eyes, as if he was being targeted by a terrifying existence.

For this reason, he forcibly calmed down his mind, pulled away the vessel containing the blade's blood, and drank it in one gulp.

Then he knelt down on the ground, clasped his hands high with a pilgrimage expression, and murmured obscure notes in his mouth.

The next moment, Dickon rolled his eyes and his whole body twitched, and fell to the ground with a plop.

But even so, his body still didn't stop twitching, and after a while, there was only a pop.

Dickon's body was blown to pieces, and the scarlet blood splashed in all directions, forming a thick blood mist.

And the rest of the vampires who witnessed all this, even Warwick, felt like shit in their hearts.

Shocked, Warwick didn't stop killing Kindred.

On the other side, the blood clan leaders escorting Blade planned to move their positions after Warwick appeared.

However, before they could take any action, the blood mist directly enveloped the twelve blood elders on the altar, and then only painful wailing sounded.

Puff puff!
Immediately afterwards, a slight explosion sounded again, and there was no doubt that those blood elders, like Dickon, exploded one after another.

The blood mist at this time, like a cloud, stopped in the air and twisted at will, following the death of the last elder.

The blood mist seemed to have life, quickly gathering and compressing towards the middle.

With the gathering of the blood mist, an unparalleled gravitational force came instantly in the next moment.

It is not true about gravity, but more like a force of blood deprivation.

puff!
"Ugh!"

With a scream, it was a vampire who was knocked into the air by Warwick and landed on the altar.

However, an incredible scene happened immediately. The vampire just wanted to get up, but he didn't want the blood in his body to be out of his control.

It was forcibly peeled off from the body surface, and it turned into a mummy almost instantly, and then disappeared in annihilation.

"Damn, hurry. Run!"

boom!puff!
As the crowd shouted, the blood mist group seemed to know what they were thinking, and its strength suddenly increased in the next moment.

"No~ no!"

"what!!"

puff!
As one after another figure was forcibly dragged onto the altar, several leaders of the Blood Race who escorted the blade couldn't care less when they saw this, and hurriedly wanted to escape.

However, before they escaped far, they were all sucked.

And just when Dao Feng was about to be attracted away, a ferocious giant claw grabbed his arm.

Blade looked up at this, just in time to meet Warwick's scarlet pupils.

At this time, Warwick inserted one hand into the wall to buckle the steel bars inside the building, and the other hand grasped the blade.

Regarding Blade, Fury has given information, or it is not a day or two that Fury "coveted" Blade, so Warwick came here this time to help Blade.

On the other side, although Dao Feng didn't know why the werewolf would save him, it seemed that it should be safe for the time being.

However this time.

Snapped!
"!"

Feeling a pull from his legs, Dao Feng looked down, and Dao Feng's mood suddenly became complicated.

"Eric, save me, save me, I am your mother!"

Hearing the woman's voice, Dao Feng took a deep breath, seeing that the woman was about to be swept away by the suction, Dao Feng still grabbed her with his backhand.

"Ah! Good boy Eric, hurry up and take Mom over there."

"No, hold you, I just want to say something to you, you let me down so much."

"No! Don't let go, please Eric, Mommy was wrong."

Whoa!
"No!! I curse you, I curse you Eric!!"

Seeing the woman sucked by the blood, Dao Feng tightly closed his eyes, felt the reduction of the suction force for a long time, and then slowly opened his pupils.

At this time, in the secret room of the altar, apart from Warwick and him, there was nothing else.

wow wow~
With the sound of mucus squirming, the two looked up, but it was the blood on the altar that changed into a human form.

It looked exactly like Dickon.

(End of this chapter)