People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

The staircase leading to the second floor is designed as a straight slope instead of the usual "gt;" shape.

The two light machine guns crossed for defense, which is a bit like "one man should be the one who guards the gate, and the other man should not open it".

Of course, there are elevators, but the plastic bombs installed inside can blow up people and elevator cars to the sky.

The two vampire shooters didn't notice that a shadow approached silently from behind them.

"Jie jie jie..." Soi Ying let out a strange laugh.

Two vampire shooters terrify, turn back.What awaited them were the sharp and sharp nails of Mobius.

brush!brush!

Two vampires had their throats cut.There was a look of horror in their eyes.Vampires are not human, cutting throats, kicking eggs, etc. are not fatal injuries.Normally, the bleeding stops quickly and the wound heals.

It's just that they were shocked to find that the blood not only didn't stop, but accelerated to flow out.They lowered their guns and clutched their throats desperately.

But it didn't work.

A few seconds later, the two vampires turned into bulging-eyed, curled up mummy.

The two balls of blood were like living red slimes, jumping and jumping into the black shadow's cloak.

Mike: "Let's go."

The three of them went upstairs, only to see two mummified corpses with strange death patterns.

"It was written by Mobius." Blade said.

Vampires appeared from time to time along the way, but they couldn't stop the three of them at all.Occasionally encountered mummy, it seems that Mobius is showing his presence.

Ten minutes later, the three arrived at the top floor, and Mobius descended from the ceiling.

On the opposite side is the short-haired man who is powerful, has a sturdy aura, and is dressed in retro clothes.

"Is this Dracula?" Mike asked Blade.Morbius, with his moustache shaved off, was the image of Dracula in Mike's imagination.

Blade shook his head with a serious face: "I don't want to see Dracula, but Dracula can change his image. After resurrection, his image changes often, but it will eventually return to its original appearance."

Mobius licked his lips, his eyes glowed red, and said excitedly: "He smells of Dracula's blood. That's right, it's the smell. Although it's not strong enough, it's enough to make other vampires surrender."

"Dracula" stepped forward and said disdainfully: "Hmph! Werewolves, vampires, hybrids, and humans are really an interesting combination. Dracula? I am him, and I am not him. I like to be called Drake!"

Drake's eyes fell on Mike: "You are Mike?"

"Yes."

"I can feel your strength, but no matter how powerful you are, it can't match the power of time. When you are getting old, the strength you once had will turn into a smile. Accept my first embrace, when I am sleeping, you He will become the king of vampires, under one person and above ten thousand people." Drake's eyes were sharp, domineering, and his tone was irrefutable.

Mike couldn't help "puchi" laughing.

This guy has been sleeping for too long, his head must be broken.The ancient version of "Overbearing President"?

It is said that high-level vampires can obtain other people's memories from blood.Doesn't he know that with the advancement of science and technology, there are many ways to live longer.Why bother to make yourself inhuman or ghost.

Why do ancient vampires often fall asleep?

One of the reasons: their emotions and desires gradually disappear with the passage of time.Once gone, they are living wood.

There is no opposite sex who wants to fuck, nothing to eat, nothing to do... What's the point of living like this?

Mike this laugh, zero harm, insulting Max.Drake suppressed his anger: "You'll regret it. Kill them."

Talos behind him led the remaining subordinates and rushed towards Mike.

aggressive.

The Night Werewolf roared and rushed over, knocked over the two vampires blocking the way, and was stopped by the two vampires.

The werewolf curse makes the night werewolves have a natural hostility to vampires, just like two races that are natural enemies, they must kill each other when they meet.

Don't feel uncomfortable.

When encountering Drake, the animal nature of the night werewolf seemed irrepressible.

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Chapter 120: I became stronger and poorer

Vampires have no soul, and bloodthirsty is only one of the costs.The emotions and desires of a vampire will gradually fade over the long years.The stronger it is, the more obvious this trend is.In the end, their hearts and appearances were eroded by blood desire and turned into monsters not like humans.

There was a trace of pity in Mike's eyes looking at Drake.

Drake was furious and wanted to attack Mike, but the latter suddenly lowered his eyelids.

For some reason, Drake stopped and stared around in amazement.

Mike just stood there.

Obviously more than ten meters away.

But it feels far away to him.

around.

The night werewolf yelled loudly, became a beast, and fought with the big man Jacob among the vampires.

In the Talos series, Jacob ranked first in combat power, but ranked fourth in status.

Bad brain is his weakness.

Like the werewolf who lost his mind, the two monsters only attack but not defend.After a while, the two of them were covered in blood, but they became more and more courageous in the battle, feeling hearty.

In terms of the physical strength and resilience of the two, this is destined to be a protracted battle.

Mobius is besieged by the Asian vampire Viage and three others.Mobius is fast and easy to handle.If the four vampires fight alone, it is estimated that none of them can last a minute under Mobius.But they cooperated tacitly, one showed a flaw, and the other immediately made up for it.

Mobius let out a sinister smile, looking confident.

Finally, there is the blade.He was taken care of intensively, and Talos took Edgar and other vampires to besiege him one by one.

The blade fighters did not fight recklessly, but used the terrain to open up the battle line, preparing to break down one by one.It has to be said that his strategy was excellent.

Only Mike, he closed his eyes.

It's like closing a door.

Cut him off from reality.

Fierce battles are fine too.

Flesh and blood are also good.

It has nothing to do with him.

When Mike was thinking about Dracula's question, he seemed to realize something.He entered into an inexplicable feeling.

Light is broken down into individual spectra.

Every vibration of dust is clearly visible.

The two sides in the battle, breathing, muscle contraction, nerve transmission, blood flow... are presented in Mike's mind in a three-dimensional image.

"Unfortunately..." Mike thought to himself.

If Mobius had not retreated but advanced in the face of an attack just now, he would be able to cause damage to the opponent's flaws where his old efforts have not been fully utilized.

If the beast sex is suppressed, the Night Werewolf will be able to push away Jacob's hands and dig out his heart.

If Blade's opponent's samurai sword has a hidden wound, if Blade's blade can move up five centimeters in the duel just now, he can cut off the opponent's sword and kill the opponent.

It feels like the world has become clear.

Drake looked at Mike, maybe Mike didn't know what was going on, but he did.

This is evolving...

Damn evolution!

Drake witnessed a life taking to a new level.

Damn!

Damn!

Damn!

The so-called king is the existence that stands at the top of the pyramid and looks down on all living beings.At this moment, the existence of the so-called apex had a fruity jealousy towards Mike—an emotion that Drake had never experienced since he became a vampire.

Damn evolution, why didn't it happen to me, but to a mere human being.

why?

why!

Drake is questioning, and he doesn't know who to question, maybe the creator who doesn't know if it exists, and arranges everything in the dark.

As the top existence of vampires, Drake believes that since the birth of vampires, the entire race has been trapped in a shackle, without evolution, and will not decline, just like a flat boat on a lake that never fluctuates.

Can't go forward, can't go back, it's so hopeless.

The existence of the blade made Drake see the possibility of racial evolution.But seeing a human being evolve in front of his eyes, Drake inevitably felt jealous.

"Ahhh!"

Drake yelled, venting his emotions.His appearance has changed dramatically, his skin has turned dark red, covered with a hard substance similar to insect carapace, his forehead has horns, and the corners of his mouth protrude with jagged long jaws—it looks like a strange-shaped insect.

This is what Drake really is.

Drake's roar made Danica Talos tremble, and she regained consciousness briefly.

She was wondering: "Obviously Mike, the enemy who ranks higher than the blade, is just a few meters away, why did he ignore it?"

Talos turned his gun and shot Mike three times.

Mike still closed his eyes, as if he didn't notice.

His lips parted slightly.

"Kang!"

A Sanskrit sound.

The closer the three bullets got to Mike, the slower they were, and finally hovered in the air.

brush!

Like a spring released after being compressed to the end, the three bullets were reflected back at double speed.