Marvel: Killing Makes You Stronger (Completed)

Are vampires strong? Indeed, they are.

Although vampires are ranked according to the purity of their bloodline, even the lowest-tier vampires possess genetics far beyond what humans can contend with. It can be said that the weakest vampire can easily throw a punch that exceeds the weight of Mike Tyson's best.

Speed is another advantage for vampires.

Ordinary bullets struggle to physically eradicate vampires, underlining their terrifying nature, especially in terms of their infectiousness.

However, compared to ordinary humans, vampires are formidable, but Bi Xiao is even more powerful than these vampires.

He completely dominates in terms of life levels. Moreover, he wields a cross sword specially enhanced with vampire-restraining silver powder. Therefore, the only outcome inside the bar is a massacre.

Bi Xiao's speed and strength are overwhelmingly superior for these lower-tier vampires.

His silver cross sword constantly slashes, harvesting their lives with arcs of silver light. In this moment, the fierce and brutal are shattered by Bi Xiao's even colder ruthlessness. In just under a minute, hundreds of vampires were reduced to only about twenty.

From the vampires' initial ferocity wanting to tear Bi Xiao apart, to their realization of his incomparable strength, as one by one, their heads were severed, or their hearts pierced, bursting into flames and turning to ash.

Despair and fear filled their hearts and minds.

"Run, he's a monster."

Eventually, someone couldn't bear it any longer and screamed in fear before turning to flee. However, just as he turned, a blur appeared before him, and a figure like the Grim Reaper appeared in front of him, grabbing a vampire's head and lifting it effortlessly.

The heart was pierced by the cross sword.

Bi Xiao turned around, looked at the remaining vampires who dared not move, slightly raised his hand, and threw the struggling and screaming vampire to the ground.

Thump!!

The vampire lay painfully on the ground, reaching out to his comrades as if begging them to save him.

But the response was only that of terrified, desperate eyes, and a collective step back.

Finally, under everyone's watch, this vampire turned to ash.

"Who are you, really? Are you a Daywalker?"

"No, that's not right. You're not a Daywalker, Daywalkers are also vampire, but you carry no scent of it. You're just a human. Could it be that you are a mutant?"

"Spare us, we can offer you everything you desire, we can be your most loyal servants."

This terrifying scene completely demoralized the vampires, making them realize that no matter how they struggled, they could not escape the clutches of this man. This man was not merely a human; he was a butcher, indifferent to gender or ugliness, driven only by the desire to kill.

All lay prostrate on the ground, weeping and pleading for mercy, hoping their only value could invoke a trace of compassion from Bi Xiao.

Bi Xiao's expression remained cold as he stared at the vampires, taking deliberate steps forward.

His footsteps silenced even their cries, forcing them to keep their heads to the ground, awaiting fate's decision.

With each step, their hearts involuntarily skipped a beat.

Finally, Bi Xiao stood before them, looking down at the trembling vampires, raised his cross sword, and coldly slaughtered his prey.

These beings, facing imminent death, didn't dare to resist, epitomizing ultimate despair—either madness or awaiting death, clearly the latter in their case.

Hundreds of vampires were slaughtered, their rich life essence surging into his body, a sensation more intense and clear than any previous encounter.

Not only was his physical condition comprehensively enhanced, but the magical energy within him surged explosively, increasing tenfold.

Before it was merely a stream; now, it had to be at least a river.

The energy within him nearly burst forth; he felt that releasing this power would shatter the bar and the entire half-street.

"As expected, the life essence from these supernatural races like vampires and werewolves far exceeds that of ordinary humans."

Bi Xiao adjusted his cap, grasped his cross sword, walked to the bar, and placed it back, untouched. As for the cocktail on the table, he didn't touch it; he disliked the taste of alcohol, regardless of what else might be in it.

Taking the box, he headed to the bar's second-floor surveillance room, took the surveillance tapes, turned off the bar's power, plunging the inside and outside into darkness, then casually left.

The bar massacre caused all the original patrons to flee, though naturally, some bold individuals lingered nearby to see what had happened.

But the bar's interior and exterior lights were off due to the power cut.

Only a few street lamps provided some light outside, but as soon as Bi Xiao came out, he casually flung several stones like bullets, precisely hitting the street lamp bulbs, "bang, bang," shattering them, plunging the area into darkness. This also caused the nearby onlookers to scream in fright.

Amidst the chaos, Bi Xiao calmly walked into a dark alley across the street and left.

Everything returned to calm, and after several minutes, the bar was silent and motionless. Some bold individuals mustered the courage to enter the darkened bar interior, where the silence was as suffocating as the darkness, capable of consuming one's will.

Eventually, even the bravest could not withstand their fear and staggered away.

The silence was finally broken by the sound of police sirens.

When the NYPD officers, clad in bulletproof vests and fully armed with riot shields and handguns, entered the bar and restored the power, they were shocked by the chaotic scene inside.

"What in the world happened here?" one officer muttered in disbelief.