In the black robe world, even in the poorest areas, when you encounter the most monkey-like savages, you will know the great name of the Homelanders.

That is a god-like influence.

And in today's Marvel.

There are many people who don’t know A-Zu and Guan Fuyun.

This is normal.

For example, vampires, although they are also modernized and dressed in suits.

But the real masters are still kept in flip-top coffins, soaked in pools of blood. The soundproofing effect is very good, and they are ignorant of worldly affairs when they are unearthed.

Don’t even mention whether they can play with their phones. Once they get out of the coffin, they often start fighting right away and are very busy.

There is no time to go online.

Moreover.

This is the Marvel world!

As early as ancient times, there was a traditional virtue of wearing strange costumes.

Vampires have been able to survive until now, so they must have some skills in observing people.

Like Blade.

Even if he fell on his butt and was bleeding all over, he would put on his sunglasses, strike a pose, and show his silver sword when he got up.

It feels like the head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the pussy cannot help but pretend.

It's just too positive.

Even if it is the first time meeting, passers-by can tell at a glance that this person is an expert among experts.

On the other hand, Guan Fuyun and his group...

A giant baby drinking milk, a girl in a JK school uniform, and a handsome guy with the temperament of an old farmer.

No underwear worn outside, no fancy erotic outfits, no costumes.

They were also carrying a lot of goods.

Big and small bags.

It was as if they had just grabbed eggs from a supermarket sale, and their eyes were clear and stupid.

The style of this painting is completely different. If they are not passers-by, who else could they be?

There is absolutely no worries when you get up.

"Damn it! Don't underestimate me!"

Never mind vampires.

It was Blade himself, who had just come out of the Abandoned Land and was still immersed in the tense battle atmosphere.

I didn't recognize that these people were the gods and big daddies of the company.

He feinted a few times, fired a few shots, and then drew his blade violently.

The silver sword flew across the sky like a crescent moon.

He narrowly managed to scare off the vampire.

Then, the Blade Warrior stood in front of everyone, with the collar of his leather coat standing upright and swaying in the wind, looking aloof and cold.

He showed his face like a master who said, "Don't panic, it's not a big problem." He showed his side profile and said in a heavy and hoarse voice, "Go quickly. I'll cover you."

Guan Fuyun: “…”

Wanda: “…………”

Ah Zu couldn't help but ask, "No, buddy, aren't you blinded by wearing sunglasses at night?"

"I am a half-human, half-vampire daywalker."

Without looking back, Blade said coldly: "I have all the advantages of vampires, but none of their disadvantages."

"I've long been accustomed to the darkness."

As the saying goes, night vision means no blindness.

"There is such a superpower?"

Ah Zu was thinking, talking to himself again and again: "I can wear sunglasses 24 hours a day. What else can I do with this ability except showing off? It's hard to dig the ground..."

"?"

Is now the time to say this?

The Blade Warrior was a little confused and almost turned back, but the vampire attacked him at this time.

While resisting, he said hurriedly: "Go, go!"

"No! Let's go together!"

A-Zu spoke in a naughty but emotional voice.

He also started acting.

On the side, Guan Fuyun and Wanda also seemed to be deaf and dumb, with calm expressions.

Just like walking down the street and seeing a vampire chasing and hacking a pretentious guy, it's a very normal and reasonable thing.

Let this delay.

Swish swish!

Vampires kept appearing all around, all of them wearing leather jackets and necklaces, a non-mainstream style.

They carried guns, swords, and metal baseball bats, and shouted, "You shouldn't have come back, Daywalker!"

“But I’m back.”

The Blade Warrior didn't care about the passers-by at this time. He was concentrating and looking cold. He held the sword in one hand and drew out the silver spear with the other hand, performing a one-handed bullet shooting performance.

Then he said firmly: "Tonight, only ghosts will die!"

"Uh!"

At this time, Wanda also lived in Bengbu.

It was rude to interrupt someone when they were showing off, but she couldn't stand it, so she reminded him, "Sir, you are bleeding."

Yes.

After falling down, the Blade Warrior's body was covered with glass and blood was oozing out of each cut like a fountain.

"It's okay! There will be no death." Blade Warrior smiled.

"I mean, your blood is about to flow into the things we buy. Can you stand further away?" Wanda frowned.

Blade Warrior: "..."

No, what's wrong with you people?

He's really a little defensive.

He turned back suddenly.

Finally I could see Guan Fuyun and A'Zu's faces clearly.

"?!"

"Mr. Zu, Mr. Guan..."

The Blade Warrior was stunned. These two were the ones who brought him out of the abandoned land and made Cassandra obediently offer her bald head to be touched.

Although he was not qualified to witness the battle between his fellow villager and the God of Stories.

But from what I have heard and seen, I also know that the power gap between the two sides is about as big as that between a ping-pong ball and the sun.

How could such a powerful guy be so down-to-earth in normal times?

"There is a flaw!"

Seeing that he was distracted, a group of vampires became excited.

They rushed forward howling, and were then killed by silver swords and silver bullets, turning into ashes.

What kind of attention is needed to kill a vampire?

This has long been the Blade Warrior's instinct.

He was seen holding a pistol in one hand and a sword in the other. He could suppress the enemy with firepower when advancing and control the swarm of bats with his sword when retreating. He was experienced and ruthless, worthy of the name of a hunter.

This scene stimulated the old vampire who appeared at the beginning.

It was shivering with cold.

Dark, black gas continued to emerge from his body, and his skin cracked like a cicada pupa, revealing a brighter blood cloak and a paler, more terrifying body. The entire temperament of the ghost changed drastically.

really.

It's Dracula.

Dracula in Marvel has the ability to turn into mist, change shape, call the clouds and rain, summon lightning, and transform into a bat, wolf, werewolf, or half-human bat monster.

No mirror or camera equipment can capture its image.

What it likes most is to show off by playing with nesting dolls.

For example, possessing another person's body, or possessing another vampire's body.

now.

Dracula reveals his true face.

Those little Mallow vampires also wisely gave up the camera, bowed their heads and crawled to form human-shaped stairs.

"Didn't I tell you to die obediently?"

Dracula climbed up the stairs and said elegantly and cruelly:

"Do you like to be a hero and then get others into trouble? Because of you, those three people are really going to die miserably. Even Jesus can't stop them. I said so."

"Men peel their skins to make coats."

"I will break the neck of that girl and drain her life away."

It's talking about Wanda.

This is Dracula's second hobby. He likes to catch young girls and suck their blood.

In the comics, Dracula captured the Asgardian Valkyrie, competed with Thor, the god of hammer, who came to rescue him in a lightning contest, and also captured Storm, and then was righteously beaten up by the X-Men.

It even provoked the Silver Glider.

He is the kind of person who, if he were any mortal in DC, would grab Lois and suck her breath, then be beaten to death by Superman.

It has survived until now without being killed, so it must be quite powerful.

Although Blade is its nemesis, the same thing still applies: the protagonist relies on explosive growth.

If the rules of the black robe are really followed, a mortal-level Blade Warrior will be killed instantly even if he has special attacks and equipment.

Done.

Dracula saw that the iron-willed Blade Warrior actually gave up resistance.

He made way.

"Hahaha--"

Dracula smiled. As mentioned before, he had some strength. If he were a god, he should have noticed something was wrong by now.

Too bad it's not.

then.

boom--

It only made a sharp explosion when A-Zu's figure flew through the air and punched Dracula in the face.

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