The Devil Comes to the United States

Chapter 68 justice besieged
Bang!
As a leader among the vampires, Dickon's power is so powerful, and after being possessed by the blood god, his power soared several times, but Dickon's powerful punch was caught by Zed lightly.

Zed clamped Dickon's fist with his left hand and taunted:
"Put hard! You don't even have the strength to beat people, but you still want to rule the world? Shit you!"

After the words fell, Zed raised his foot and kicked Dickon on the knee.

Bang!
Deacon's kneecaps shattered.

Dickon half-kneeled on the ground with dazed eyes, still unable to figure out what happened.

Zed raised the blade of the sword and stuck it in Dickon's temple, and kept stirring Dickon's brain:
"Aren't you too high?"

Ah!
The severe pain in his head made Dickon wake up in an instant, and he couldn't stop howling and screaming.

But the pain also aroused Dickon's blood, and Dickon's blood vessels burst, and a surge of strength and determination surged up at the same time.

Dickon became ruthless, roared and exerted strength on his shoulders, and escaped from Zed's grasp at the cost of breaking his right hand.

Dickon staggered back, away from Zed, while trying to straighten his broken right arm with his left hand.

The power of the blood god poured into Dickon's broken right arm, and a stench filled the air.Dickon's right arm returned to its original state after a wild twist.

Dickon raised his head fiercely and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Who the hell are you?"

"You really shouldn't ask this question. Now I can't do it unless I kill you. When you meet the devil, remember it for me!"

Bang!
The ground under his feet burst instantly, and Zed appeared in front of Dickon in an instant, and the blade cut through the air, bringing out a whistling sound.

Unarmed, Dickon didn't dare to push himself any further, and rolled embarrassingly to avoid the straight thrust.

After Zed absorbed the lysogenic Amazon cells, his strength skyrocketed too much, and his new physical fitness and old fighting skills have not yet been fully adapted.

It was too late for Zed to withdraw his sword, he stabbed straight into the wall of the ruins, and huge cracks spread along the wall.

Dickon took this opportunity to shout at his subordinates:
"Give it to me!"

Dickon didn't understand why this guy was so powerful, but Dickon knew very well that he was definitely not an opponent if he fought alone.

Numerous vampires surrounded Zed, they did not get close to Zed, and took out their guns to point at Zed.

Surrounded by many large-caliber firearms, Zed did not panic but said with emotion:

"Have times changed?"

After Zed finished speaking, he sank down and dismounted, his legs exerted strength, and before the bullets came, he turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the group of vampires.

Countless bullets stuck tightly behind Zed, but Zed's speed was too fast.Sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, and sometimes jump on the wall, the action is wilder than a vampire.

When Zed rushed into the group of vampires, he swung his blade one after another, cutting everything in front of him in half, and fighting towards Dickon all the way.

Not a single vampire could stop Zed for a moment.

During the killing, Zed saw Dickon evacuating towards the stairs, "Want to escape?"

Zed leaped into the air stepping on a vampire's head, his right arm outstretched in Dickon's direction.

Claw Loading
The blade on the right arm immediately turned into a claw and flew towards Dickon.

puff!
The hooked claw passed through the body and brought out a large blood flower.

"how is this possible?"

Dickon grabbed the hook claw with one hand, covered the wound with the other hand, and said to himself in disbelief.

When Zed landed, he pulled his hook back hard, swinging Dickon as a weapon.The big windmill turned back and forth a few times, and most of the group of vampires were cleared by Zed.

Zed immediately increased his strength, turned faster and faster, turned faster and faster, and smashed Dickon to the ceiling of the ruins.

boom!
The ceiling of the ruins burst open, leaking a big hole, and a large sea of ​​blood poured into the lower floor along the hole.

The blood became Dickon's best supplement, and Dickon's body absorbed the blood like a sponge.

A more foul smell emanated from Dickon, "Ha~ha~ha~! You can't kill me!"

Dickon got up from the ground with a smirk, and all the injuries on his body disappeared, but Dickon was not the only one who got up.

Dao Feng was trapped in the instrument of torture like a helpless child, desperate and lost.

Snippets of the past life flashed before Dao Feng's eyes one by one like a marquee.

Dao Feng knew that he was going to die, and the death he had longed for had finally come, but this was not the way Dao Feng wanted to die.

Call ~
Call ~
Dao Feng's weak breathing became more and more rapid, Dao Feng for the first time gave birth to the will to survive from the bottom of his heart.

I can't die yet!At least, not today!
Dao Feng's mother felt a little strange when she heard the rapid panting sound, she walked towards the torture tool desperately, slowly turned her head sideways and put her ears on the torture tool, trying to hear what the sound was.

Bang!
A bloody hand broke through the crack of the torture instrument and grabbed her head.Then he stretched out another hand from the gap, and pushed the instrument of torture away.

A ferocious and terrifying face appeared in front of Mother Dao Feng, with black face, long fangs, and frightening pupils.

After Dao Feng and her looked at each other, Dao Feng's mother understood what Dao Feng wanted to do, and tremblingly begged for mercy, "Don't! Don't! Please!"

But the blade would not waver in the slightest, and he would not say another word to her, and bit her neck to replenish the blood he had lost.

gudu~
gudu~
Dao Feng was sucking blood, and Dao Feng's mother's eyes became more and more lax. The loss of blood made her extremely weak, "No, let me go. Please! I am your mother!"

Blade let go of his sharp teeth, pinched her throat with both hands and said:

"You are just a vampire about to be killed by me. Farewell, Mother!"

Click!

Dao Feng bid farewell to his mother with his own hands, but Dao Feng did not feel sad, because he firmly believed that what he did was justice.

After replenishing some blood, the blade regained its basic mobility, but it was not enough to support the blade in fighting.

Blade turned his gaze to the pool of blood on the side.

Unlocking the seal of the blood god requires the blood of the Sunwalker, but the blood for one person is just an introduction, and the ceremony needs a lot of fresh blood to be successful.

Moreover, Dickon also needs a lot of blood to entertain other vampire nobles, and now the remaining blood is cheaper than the blade.

Dao Feng picked up the black windbreaker on the ground, and put on all the equipment one by one.Turning his back to the pool of blood, he fell on his back.

"I am the blade!"

Bang!
A bloody hand broke through the rubble, drawing the attention of Zed and Dickon.Then Blade Edge covered in blood in a black windbreaker got up from the ground.

Daofeng adjusted his sunglasses without saying a word, looked at Dickon, and then turned to look at Zed.

Dickon is already struggling to face Zed alone, and one more blade will definitely end the game.

Dickon was cautiously guarding the two of them, with the soles of his feet constantly rubbing against each other, ready to run away at any time.

Blade took out the blank dial from the lining of the coat, and pressed it without hesitation, "Thank you for the product."

Dark red and bright yellow rays of light intertwined, and a more noble aura than Yalan came, which belonged to the king's aura.

Zed laughed heartily:

"Sure enough, it's Kiva (moon rider)! Great harvest!"

Dao Feng looked at the dial with black background and yellow border in his hand, and murmured:

"Kiva? That's a cool name!"

Then, the blade pressed the dial button again.

A yellow and black bat flew out of the dial, circled the blade twice and then bit the blade's arm.

Afterwards, silver and white chains wrapped around the blade's waist and transformed into a red belt.

Dao Feng looked at the little bat's sharp claws and the hanging rod of the belt, and immediately understood how to use it, and then hung the little bat on the belt.

Bang!
There was a shattering sound of the mirror, and the blade transformed into Kamen Rider Kiva.

Dao Feng raised his hands and looked carefully at Kiva's appearance. There were countless words in his heart to say, but in the end he only uttered a cool word.

"Stop being cool!"

Zed had already stopped Dickon who wanted to run away when the blade was admiring himself.

The blade raised its head, drew out the two knives and swiped at each other, rubbing blazing sparks and ear-piercing sounds.Then, he took a step forward and charged towards Dickon.

At this time, Dickon was using the military machete picked up from the ground to resist Zed's attack with difficulty. The strong murderous aura coming from behind made Dickon's hair stand on end.

Dickon roared, and the whole ghost was as red as a boiled prawn, and the power of the blood god boiled in his body, providing Dickon with more power.

Deacon swung Zed's blade away, then turned to block the blade's twin blades.At the same time, his left arm sank into Dao Feng's arms, and a violent elbow hit Dao Feng's abdomen.

Ah!
A sharp pain hit, and Dickon's wishful thinking was in vain.

Dickon's elbow did not hit Blade's belly, but was bitten severely by the little bat.

Dickon withdrew his arm abruptly and before he could stand still, Zed's sword had pierced Dickon's back.Zed turned his right hand vigorously, and at the same time drew back the blade.

puff~
This pump not only brought out a lot of blood, but the flesh, internal organs, etc. were not spared.Even a piece of intestine was ripped out by Zed.

"Ah! Damn it! It hurts! Ah! You bastard! You bastard!"

The power of the blood god brought great strength and vigorous vitality to Dickon, but it also strengthened Dickon's nervous system, which made Dickon even more painful.

Dickon half-bent and trembling, gritted his teeth and looked at the two fiercely, not daring to make a move first.

Dickon moved his feet little by little, switched positions, and tried hard to gain the upper hand, even if it was only a little bit.

It also takes a lot of time and energy for the wound to heal itself, and now Dickon lacks both.

Zed is also happy to play for a while now, such a sandbag that can heal itself is rare, and it is perfect for training himself.

Zed raised the blade of his right arm and slowly approached Deacon, and the blade also compressed Deacon's movement space from another direction.

The two cooperated tacitly to push Dickon into a corner.

"Humph! Battle of the trapped beasts!"

(End of this chapter)