Marvel's Super Venom

After finishing speaking, Feith turned around and threw all the anticoagulants aside.

When Feith turned around again, he was a little resentful: "It's a pity, you know? You are a vampire yourself, but now you have become like this, you can't blame you, I mean, anything can happen, it's human weakness You are causing trouble, you should return to your nature."

"Whatever you say..." Blade interrupted, clenching his teeth, "but I promise, you'll be dead before sunrise."

"Oh, hoo hoo, ha ha ha." Quinn made funny moves to mock what the blade warrior said.

"Take him out." Seeing that the Blade Warrior was so determined not to join their vampires, Feth ignored the Blade Warrior and was about to start the Blood God Ceremony.

The dark-skinned woman, who was the biological mother of the Blade Warrior, followed out together, and she never showed any expression of feeling sorry for the Blade Warrior from the beginning to the end.

Even if the blade warrior was punched in the face by Quinn.

"Take those bastards down too." Feith 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 their proper positions.

Blade came to the room above the core orb.

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

There are many steles in the room, and the words on the steles are ancient prophecies of vampires.

The Blade Warrior was going to write it down for Dr. Whistler to study, but unfortunately Dr. Whistler couldn't study it for him.

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The ancient vampire prophecy Blade does not know what it is.

But judging from the vague 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 imagined by the vampires themselves.

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

The blade warrior was supported by two other vampires with his hands and shoulders.

In fact, even if he wasn't held up now, the blade warrior still had the effect of anesthesia in his body, so he couldn't escape from here, let alone resist.

The blade warrior's mother took off her white coat while the vampires were pushing away the stele. He had a Medusa-like curly hairstyle and a standard black beauty with thick lips.

The difference from Zhan Kailin was that Blade Warrior's mother had an indifferent and heartless face. She walked up to Blade Warrior with cold eyes. Now she was only wearing a silky black thin coat.

A folding knife was held in her hand, and the sharp white blade protruded from the scabbard as she turned it. She suddenly smiled, and then pierced the clothes of the Blade Warrior with the knife, and the sharp blade ran along the blade warrior's body. The clothes were scratched upwards, and the two vampires took off the torn clothes of the Blade Warrior.

At this time, the stele has been completely pushed away, and the center of the stele is a human body model, even if compared with the robust body of the Blade Warrior, this model is a circle larger.

It seems that the mold was prepared for people with particularly tall stature when the size was designed from the beginning.

Two vampires bring the Blade Warrior into the mold, and there are black cloth bands rolled into circles on the head and hands of the mold.

The two vampires put the blade warrior's hands and head in and came 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 lift his neck up a little, otherwise it would be very difficult for him to breathe.

The mother of the blade warrior saw that the blade warrior was completely trapped in the mold and couldn't breathe, so she came over and said to the blade warrior with concern: "Poor child."

The blade warrior's mother touched the blade warrior's face with the back of her hand. The color of her fingernails looked like white blood cells, and each piece of nail was long and thick. It was not the thin nails that ordinary people have at all, it was the claws of vampires. Long, pointed nails used to break through human skin.

Blade Warrior's mother stroked Blade Warrior's face with the back of her hand and then touched Blade Warrior's chest all the way. Blade Warrior's whole body was sweating, and his body temperature was as if he had a fever.

"You are very sick, hungry and thirsty." How could the blade warrior get sick? It is because his body is now strongly longing for blood, so the blade warrior's mother said that his current illness is too eager to drink blood.

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

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

Although she had never seen Blade Warrior, the name had been chosen early in the morning.

Blade retorted, "You're not."

"Yes, of course I am." The mother of the blade warrior should have such a tone, "You must know Eric, your mother is dead long ago, I have hunted, I have killed people, I like it very much Do it, don't you like it? You must like it, and sooner or later, you will become a vampire."

The mother of the blade warrior turned away with a series of sneers. She walked to the left front two meters of the stele and stepped on a button on the ground with the heel of her shoe.

The stele, which was originally pushed away by the two vampires, automatically retreated, and then was heavily covered.

The sound of the stone tablet being closed was so loud that even Kun En, who was eating chocolate under the room, looked up in surprise.

Both Feith and the white-haired female vampire looked up at the room above the core sphere.

The vampire elders also raised their heads one after another. The moment the stone tablet was covered, the ceremony of the blood god had already begun.

The white-haired female vampire laughed wildly, holding Blade's silver sword in her hand.

In the room at the top of the core sphere, the blade warrior's wrist was cut by the black cloth belt from the moment the stele was covered.

A sharp metal belt was wrapped around the cloth belt, and the blade warrior's wrist kept bleeding. The blood flowed through his fingers, and then fell into a round hole under the stele.

The blood flowed slowly, accumulating more and more, and within a few minutes there was already as much blood as a small bowl.

The white-haired female vampire directed her subordinates to prepare for the work below.

"Tell them to stand upright. One person stands on each mark, and they must stand upright."