Injustice in Marvel

Chapter 119 Watching a theater is a traditional skill (4000)

Light does not represent justice, and darkness is by no means evil.

——Wo Zijishuode
Deacon agreed with this statement.

Although he can only live in the dark now, this does not affect his self-awareness of the light in his heart.

It's just that we have to take a stand.

When he was a human being, he also bravely killed the enemy, but now he has become a vampire, and he is about to bring the "bright" future of the vampires to the vampires.

For example, rule the world and enslave all inferior creatures: humans!
It's just that Dickon didn't expect that one day, when the light bloomed in the dark night, he would feel so painful.

Almost as soon as the light filled the hall, a large number of low-level vampires with weak strength and thin blood were directly reduced to ashes.

They didn't even have time to let out a howl of pain.

And the upper class, powerful vampires are also uncomfortable. Their vitality prevents them from dying in the first place. Instead, they suffer the pain of being melted souls, screaming and covering their bleeding eyes, shivering and covering themselves body of.

So is Deacon.

The moment his eyes were burned and tears of blood flowed out, he fell back and hid in the gap between the base of the statue and the wall in embarrassment.

But even so, Deacon's face and hands were still irradiated by super strong ultraviolet rays.

The skin instantly melted, revealing the disgusting, gnarled red muscle underneath, belching white smoke.

The damage of the ultraviolet light is still deepening, and the powerful recovery ability of the blood race is also at work, making ugly, monster-like scars on the injured place.

The glow is over in a very short time.

He vigorously wiped off the blood on his face, covered the left side of his face as if scalded by sulfuric acid, like a wound covered by earthworms, and unconsciously exposed the same horribly injured back of his hand.

The hall that was overcrowded just now is now filled with the sound of pain and wailing everywhere. They still wrap themselves tightly in their clothes, and some of them are still emitting green smoke.

Yet more ash.

There are still ashes of Mars all over the ground!
"It's him! It must be Blade!!"

Dickon growled wildly: "He's been here...he's been here! No...that bastard must still be here!"

Lifting him by the collar of a trembling vampire at his feet, Dickon yelled at him, ignoring his ugly face.

"Go find him! He must still be here!"

With a shake of his hand, he threw the vampire on the ground, turned around and picked up another vampire: "Get up for me! Are you dead! Stand up! Go find me!!!"

Under Dickon's violent punches and kicks, all the remaining vampires without exception covered their faces and staggered to their feet.

Even more without exception is their expression of hatred.

Only Dickon did not cover his face.

He casually dragged someone from his side, and Dickon said to him, "Go and wake up the old guys! Today I want to let the blade feel what it means..."

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
It was bright just now, and now, warmth is also delivered.

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Dickon was awakened in a daze by the coolness on his face.

He opened his eyes dizzily, everything in front of him made his drowsy brain a little confused, as if he had lost some memories, and he didn't know why he appeared in this ruins.

where is this?
Wasn't I still in the magnificent temple just now?
Where are the torches?
What about statues?
What about the murals?
Not even a coffin! !

Why did I appear in the ruins on a rainy night, being crushed by stones?

Where is my henchman? !

The scene in the eyes is shaking, and the noise and humming are also filled in the ears.Dickon pushed aside the broken rocks from his body, stood in the dark rain, and began to doubt his life.

…………

It wasn't until someone pushed him from behind that Dickon, who was in a trance, reacted, turned around and swung his claws. The man had already jumped aside sensitively, looking at the person standing behind him vigilantly.

It's Gao Tiannu.

Gao Tiannu, the head of the clan who has always regarded himself as an aristocrat and is extremely decent in terms of clothing, food, housing and transportation, is not in a good situation now.

The rain-wet hair was scattered on his head, and the expensive navy blue suit was already tattered, and one sleeve was missing.

The face is also covered with scars, ugly and hideous!
"scar……?"

Touching the same scar on his face, despite the cold rain, Dickon still seemed to feel a burning pain.

Looking down at the scar on his hand, Dickon remembered everything.

"wrong……"

Raising his head suddenly, Dickon quickly walked towards Gao Tiannu: "Didn't you lie in the coffin all the time! How could you be burned by the light!"

Lowering his eyes, Gao Tiannu acted far calmer than Dickon. He straightened his tie before replying, "I am not sleeping in the coffin."

"Fuck!!"

Angrily, Dickon grabbed Cortino's tie and roared loudly: "Of course I know you're not there now! But what I'm asking is why you weren't in that damned coffin! Where are you supposed to be! !"

Pushing away the ferocious-looking Deacon, Gao Tiannu straightened the tie that was messed up by Deacon again, and angrily said: "Don't forget who you are talking to! Deacon!"

Taking a step closer, Gao Tiannu slightly opened his eyes: "You dirty blood!"

With a sneer, Dickon gave an exaggerated salute: "Wow~! Yes, I forgot, you are a great patriarch, the leader of the blood clan!"

Putting down his open hands, Dickon's expression in the rainy night was hard to see. He lowered his head and lowered his voice: "So... you just tricked us into guarding with a few empty coffins! Then you hid in the In the back, are you going to see us fight Daofeng desperately, and use us to exchange Daofeng?! Right!! You sinister old dog!"

Faced with Dickon's hysteria, Gao Tiannu did not get angry, and kept looking at him indifferently, almost ruthlessly.

"It's not just me. Dickon, the patriarchs of all the families have chosen to do this. We did this to protect the blood clan."

Dickon sat slumped on the wet stone, and said mockingly, "What should I say? Should I have thought of it long ago?"

Pointing to the ruined walls, broken stones and wood blocks around him, Dickon laughed and said, "Hahaha! Yes! For the blood race! Look, old guy! This! This is the blood race you protect! This is your special code! Protected! Damn vampire!!!”

"Hahahaha! What did you do..."

"...It's really beautiful..."

After Dickon roared and shouted, he lay down on the rock, panting heavily.

He closed his eyes, let the rain hit his face, and remained motionless.

Gao Tiannu was still not angry, maintaining that calm expression.

Stepping on the high-end custom-made handmade leather shoes that are expensive but now full of dust and rain, walking step by step on the ground full of gravel, Gao Tiannu tried his best to maintain the elegance and calmness of a gentleman.

When he came to Dickon, without looking down at him, Gao Tiannu's words were still calm and recognizable amidst the sound of the rain falling: "Did I not succeed? Dickon? I have succeeded."

Dickon, lying on the ground, fetched some with his arm over his face.

Gao Tiannu continued: "Now, the Thirteen Clans have disappeared. At least, in the eyes of our enemies, that is indeed the case, but...we are still alive!"

"Dickon! As long as I'm alive, the blood race will not disappear! It's nothing more than hiding for a while and living in another city."

"Dickon, our blood clan has almost eternal life, ten years! Or 100 years! We can join forces to create a new blood clan! If you want, you can even recreate a thirteen clan, a hundred thirteen clan!"

Crouching down and looking at Dickon's eyes that opened at some point, Gao Tiannu finally smiled and said, "Now, are you willing to believe my words and join my plan?"

Gao Tiannu is worthy of being the great elder of the entire thirteen clans. Let's not talk about the actual situation, but now, Dickon, who was at odds with him just now and glared at him, has been successfully brainwashed by him.

Deacon is an extremely selfish person.

For the sake of power and immortality, he is willing to give up his human identity, let alone loyalty and race.

He never loved the blood race, but only regarded the blood race as his help to rule the world, as a part of his own strength.

But this power has never been entirely his.

Because above him there are elders, and patriarchs, and...

Gao Tiannuo!
That's why he planned to absorb the power of the patriarchs of various clans and become a blood god.

And now, those who were on top of him are all dead...

Only the man in front of him is left, Gao Tiannu!
Not urgent……

Not urgent……………

Looking at the man squatting beside her in front of him, he may not have smiled for hundreds of years, his fake smile... really disgusting!
He thought so in his heart, but on the surface, Dickon laughed along with Gao Tiannu.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!!"

"What are they laughing at?!"

A strange voice suddenly appeared.

"I don't know, the last sentence was too soft to hear clearly."

Another somewhat familiar voice.

"What are the two big men doing so close to each other! Why did they suddenly start biting their ears after a good speech! Eh? Daofeng! They are not that... that or something!"

Together with Leon, who eavesdropped not far behind the two vampires for an unknown amount of time, Blade subconsciously moved aside, and replied: "Should...maybe...probably...no, after all, if you really want to count, They should be father and son!"

"Fuck!"

Leon jumped up straight away!

"Tsk tsk tsk~ This is the legendary guarantee of pure bloodline! Should I say it or not! Your circle is really messed up!"

Dao Feng wished he could split Leon's head open with one knife to see how many catties of water was inside, you can tell me, look at me and say what's going on? !

You said Nima put it here!

We're not in the same circle at all! !

I also stood up and knocked on my knees. I squatted for too long and felt a little sore.

....................................

Two people came here directly shortly after the explosion.

The things in Tony's house are not deceitful at all. Fifty or so bombs have bulldozed such a large temple.

With the blade from one direction and the avatars from another direction, the "two people" began to explore the ruins, search for survivors, and then make up the knife.

Finally, I found Dickon standing in the rain with a confused face.

At that time, Daofeng wanted to draw a knife and rush over to perform a "dismemberment" for Leon!
He was stopped by Lyon.

With Dao Feng's puzzled eyes, Leon pointed to the "man in a half suit" walking behind Dickon.

"It's Gao Tiannu! The actual leader of the Thirteen Clans."

Leon smiled and squatted down with the blade: "Listen, listen to what they said. The play is at the last moment. If you don't let the big villain speak the lines, the character will not be able to stand up, and the story will not be full! You How could I, being such a decent person, do such a thing!"

Daofeng Kabbah looked at Leon with squinting eyes, and Leon pointed out to him the avatars squatting in every corner around them, all looking like they were watching a show.

Ugh……

I don't know how many times he sighed, and Dao Feng squatted down helplessly. In fact, he was also a little curious about what these two people would say.

Maybe he will tell some secrets of the blood race.

Anyway, you are already surrounded to death, so let you live a few more minutes!

Thinking of this, Dao Feng squatted with Leon halfway, watching the show.

..............................

Rubbing his knees, Dao Feng suddenly felt relaxed, without any tension or anxiety.

"Blade...Front!!!"

Seeing that the person standing up was Blade, Dickon was not surprised why it sounded familiar just now.

Turning over and getting up, Dickon walked over here with his red eyes clenched and his fists clenched.

"Don't go by! Dickon! Watch out for that man around him!"

Although Gao Tiannu was asleep most of the time, of course he was directly awakened when the Torredo clan was destroyed.

The vampires of all races gathered from everywhere and escaped by themselves all mentioned: the windbreaker devil with a mask.this person.

Gao Tiannu, who had mastered this information, did not tell Dickon the news out of some dark thoughts, and even blocked the news.

It's just that his original plan has failed, and now he can only join forces with Dickon to escape. At this time, Dickon must not be overwhelmed by anger and go up to die by himself.

In that case... I will never escape alone!

"That man is weird! He is..."

"What is yes yes!"

Leon took a few steps sideways, bypassing Dickon who was standing still in the middle, and yelled at Gao Tiannu: "Your own private affairs, what are you talking about! This is your idle time! Just right, two-on-two , one-on-one! I'll play with you! Blade!"

The last sentence shouted at the blade: "Go and hack that Duncan or Dickon to death. After that, let's meet here and find a place to have some supper or something."

Dao Feng grinned, and pulled out the long knife: "I'm very happy!"

While Dickon was still vigilant against Leon, the blade rushed over and was blocked by Dickon dangerously, and the two fought together!
"He first became an agent and then a vampire. You first become half a vampire and then half an agent. They were all taught by a master. I don't know if you can break the trick."

Leon was still commenting on the battle between the two of them here, Gao Tiannu saw that Leon was distracted, turned around and ran away!

Leon turned his head slowly and chased after him slowly.

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