Marvel Super Venom

After speaking, Faith turned around and threw all the anticoagulant aside.

When Faith turned around again, he was a little bit angry: "It's a pity, you know? You are a vampire, but now you are like this. You can't blame you, I mean, everything will happen, it's a human weakness. You are making trouble, you should return to your nature."

"Whatever you say..." The Blade Warrior interrupted. He gritted his teeth, "But I promise you will die before sunrise."

"Oh, huhu, hahaha." Quinn made a funny gesture from the side to mock what the Blade Warrior said.

"Take him out." Seeing that the Blade Warrior was so determined not to join their vampires, he ignored that the Blade Warrior was preparing to start the Blood God ceremony.

The dark-skinned woman, the biological mother of the Blade Warrior, followed, and she did not show any expression of distressing the Blade Warrior from beginning to end.

Even if the Blade Warrior was punched in the face by Quinn.

"Take those bastards with you." Faith's tone sounded very unhappy.

The white-haired female vampire clapped her hands: "Eon, come here, hurry up, keep up, let's go."

Feith's men brought the twelve vampire elders to the right place.

The blade warrior came to the room above the core orb.

This is the room erected on top of the core sphere.

There are many stone tablets in the room. The words on the stone tablets are the ancient prophecies of vampires.

The Blade Warrior had planned to write it down for Dr. Whistler to study, but it was a pity that Dr. Whistler could not study it for him.

Chapter 437: The Prophecy of Vampires

The ancient prophecy of the vampire blade warrior does not know what it is.

But judging from the lines in the stele, it seems to be related to the blood god.

"The words on these steles predict when the blood god will come again?"

The blade warrior didn't think so, it was probably a picture of the vampires themselves.

Faith's men pushed the most central stone stele away. The stele was about three meters high and very thick, so there were two vampires pushing the stele.

The Blade Warrior was held between his hands and shoulders by two other vampires.

In fact, even if he is not held up by others, the effect of the anesthetic still exists in the body of the Blade Warrior, so he can't escape from here, let alone resist.

The mother of the blade warrior took off her white coat as the vampires pushed away the stone tablet. He had a curled hair like Medusa, and his face was a standard black beauty with thick lips.

The difference from Zhan Kailin is that the face of the Blade Warrior's mother is cold and ruthless, her eyes are cold and she walks to the front of the Blade Warrior, and now she is only wearing a thin black silk dress.

She took a folding knife into her hand. The sharp white blade protruded from the scabbard as she turned. She suddenly smiled, and then pierced the knife warrior's clothes with the knife. The sharp blade followed the knife warrior's clothes all the way. The clothes were scratched up, and the two vampires took off the scratched clothes of the blade soldiers.

At this time, the stele had been completely pushed away, and the center of the stele was a model of a human body. Even if it were compared with the sturdy figure of a blade warrior, this model would be bigger.

It seems that the mold was designed for people with very tall stature from the beginning.

Two vampires took the blade warriors into the mold, and black cloth tapes were rolled into a circle on the head and hands of the mold.

The two vampires put the hands and head of the blade warrior in and went to the back of the stele. They pulled the cloth belt, and the loose cloth belt immediately tightened, strangling the blade warrior's neck to death.

The blade warrior had to stand on tiptoe to raise his neck a little, otherwise it would be very difficult for him to even breathe.

The mother of the blade warrior saw that the blade warrior was completely trapped in the mold, and she walked over to the blade warrior with concern and said, "Poor child."

The mother of the Blade Warrior touched the face of the Blade Warrior with the back of her hand. The color of her finger nails was like white blood cells, and each nail was long and thick. It was not the thin nails that ordinary people had. It was a vampire scratch. Long pointed nails for broken skin.

The mother of the blade warrior stroked the face of the blade warrior with the back of her hand and touched the chest of the blade warrior along the way. The whole body of the blade warrior was sweating, and the body temperature was the same as a fever.

"You are very sick and hungry." How could the Blade Warrior get sick? That's because his body is now desperately eager for blood, so the Blade Warrior's mother said that he is sick now and wants to drink blood too much.

"Don't touch me!" The Blade Warrior roared, but because his body was too weak, his roar did not have any deterrent.

"Eric, look at me, the vampires are now ours, and I am one of them." The blade soldier's mother called out the name of the blade soldier.

Although she had never seen a Blade Warrior, the name was picked up early in the morning.

The Blade Warrior retorted, "You are not."

"Yes, of course I am." The mother of the blade warrior said it should be like this. "You know Eric, your mother is dead long ago. I hunted, I killed people. I like it very much. Do you not like it? You must like it. Sooner or later, you will become a vampire."

The Blade Warrior's mother turned and left with a series of sneers. She walked two meters to the left of the stele, and then stepped on a button on the ground with her heel.