Bloodlines of the Marvel Universe

The roar of an engine came from far away.

A few seconds later, four armored vehicles, one size larger than ordinary models, emerged from the darkness and stopped on the periphery of the battlefield, forming a four-cornered formation and surrounding Lycaon in the center.

Glancing at the four slightly weird-looking vehicles not far away, Lycaon only thought they were new support from the vampires and didn't pay much attention to them.

Even missiles can't hurt him, and these toys are nothing to fear.

Now he wants to find an opportunity to tear the annoying group of ants in front of him into pieces.

After seeing these four armored vehicles, the Blood Guards' reactions were quite different.

Snow Wolf, Verlaine and other Blood Guard team captains all made a gesture, and the rest of the Blood Guards immediately took out their discarded heavy weapons and retreated in an orderly manner while suppressing Lycaon's fire.

After the subordinates evacuated to a safe area, the remaining team leaders simultaneously pulled out a silver metal rod from behind and thrust it into the ground.

Then, he turned off his super senses, put the multifunctional tactical helmet into sound isolation mode, and pressed the button in his hand.

'Beep——! '

The next moment, a fierce buzzing that was enough to pierce the eardrums erupted from the metal rods, making the surrounding Blood Guards dizzy.

Not to mention Lycaon, who faced the impact of sound waves.

Even with the powerful physique of his werewolf ancestor, it was inevitable that he would be temporarily absent-minded.

At the same time, on the roofs of the four armored vehicles that had just arrived, the 'pot lids' that looked like signal receiving transmitters quickly rose up, and they were all aimed at the werewolf ancestor who was in a state of confusion in front of him.

"Target locked successfully!"

After receiving the report in the headset, Nissa looked at the 'beast' that was helpless and furious on the spot, and her tone was as calm as a puddle of stagnant water: "Launch."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of pulsed sound waves that was almost solidified instantly erupted from the roof of the armored vehicle, with a deafening buzz, and went straight to the enemy who was in a state of confusion.

The air along the way was even distorted.

The sonic cannon that could shatter steel could only cause the slightest cracks in Lycaon's skin, but could not cause serious damage at all.

However, under the continuous bombardment of four beams of pulsed sound waves, Lykaon also completely lost his ability to move.

The tactical goal was achieved, Nisha stretched out her palm and spread it to the side.

The guard next to him immediately took off the missile launcher on his back and handed it to his master wisely.

Open the sight and aim at the target.

The corners of Nisa's lips curled up slightly, and she gently pulled the trigger: "Old antique, times have changed."

The next second, the silver-white warhead with a blazing orange tail flame swept across a distance of a hundred meters and accurately hit the struggling ancestor of the werewolf.

'Boom! '

There was a loud noise, but what emerged was not the expected flames and heat waves, but countless thick white clouds, constantly mixing with the surrounding air.

A few seconds later, the fuse hidden in the clouds detonated again.

'boom! '

In an instant, the clouds and fog within an area of ​​tens of meters were instantly replaced by a fireball of nearly [-] degrees.

The ultra-high-pressure air waves that could tear apart the human body swept away in all directions, lifting both Kahn and Gévaudan who were fighting fiercely.

Standing up quickly, Kahn looked at the ultra-high temperature fireball that lasted for more than ten seconds without any sign of weakening, and couldn't help but feel a slight toothache: "Cloud bomb?"

He didn't know whether Lycaon could withstand this wave of attacks.

But Kahn knew that if he were to take this hit, he would definitely die!

Withdrawing his gaze and once again focusing on the enemy in front of him, Kahn stretched out his hand and provoked: "Come on, round three."

"Roar!"

Shaking his head, Gevo used his hands and feet to charge again.

Not to be outdone, Kahn endured the pain from his left shoulder, held a broken long sword, and fought again.

However, within a few moves of the exchange, an extremely anxious shout came from behind: "Kahn, move quickly!"

"what?"

Suddenly he heard someone calling his name, and Kahn looked back.

I saw a monster with flames burning on its back, no part of its skin intact, and scorch marks all over its body, less than ten meters away from me!

"Mommy Fake!"

Even though it was completely unrecognizable, Kahn still recognized it at a glance. This monster was none other than Lykaon, the ancestor of werewolves.

There was no time to study how the other party broke through the blockade and rushed to him.

Comparing the speeds of both sides, Kahn found that the possibility of evasion was slim.

And if you face the opponent directly, you will die!

Kahn simply made up his mind and said silently in his heart: 'System, add...'

Just when Kahn was about to add all the remaining points to agility, Gevaudan in front of him suddenly accelerated and pushed forward.

'Boom! '

With a pain in his chest, Kahn felt as if he had been struck by thunder, and flew out directly, passing by the giant wolf that was running towards him.

After grabbing and swiping away, Lycaon stopped and had to re-examine his number one brother: "Why?"

It seemed that he had seriously injured the other party, but in fact he saved the blood-sucking bug's life.

The other party's unusual behavior inevitably reminded him of the betrayal 400 years ago.

"Roar."

"I don't know what I'm talking about, hehe~"

With a sneer, Lycaon simply kept doing nothing and kicked Gevaudan's left knee, which directly disabled one of its legs.

This time, I would rather teach me to betray the world than teach the world to betray me!

"Stop them!"

After leaving an order, Lycaon stopped staying and headed straight to the weakest point of the encirclement ahead.

However, before he could take two steps, a slender black shadow blocked his path.

"We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years. Aren't you going to catch up with me before leaving, Lycaon?"

"Big Makinos!"

Seeing this face that he had thought about day and night for hundreds of years, wishing he could drink its blood, eat its flesh, and gnaw its bones, the ancestor of the werewolf clenched his silver teeth and made a crunching sound with his fists.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the hatred in his heart, Lycaon's eyes kept shaking as he quickly thought of strategies to break out.

Even if he wants to defeat the opponent in full condition, he still needs to spend a lot of effort.

What's more, he was seriously injured in the attack just now, and his strength was greatly reduced.

And once you are dragged down, wait for other vampires to surround you...

He finally escaped from the small dark room where he had been starving for three days and nine meals, and he didn't want to go back to that ghost place.

Seeing through the other party's inner thoughts at a glance, Nisha advised with an expressionless face: "Give up, you can't escape."

"Insanity!"

With an angry shout, Lycaon kicked off his legs and launched a direct attack.

However, Nisha was well prepared. The moment she noticed the contraction of the opponent's leg muscles, she took the lead and attacked.

He took a few steps to reach the werewolf who was half a body taller than him. He pushed away the sharp claws that were poking towards his head. His right leg was like a whip and he hit the opponent's most vulnerable left rib.

Immediately, Lycaon flew out like a cannonball and accidentally hit Gevaudan behind him, rolling into a ball.