The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 171 Who is the Bloody Queen!

Chapter 171 Who is the Bloody Queen!
On this day, the average person in Albany was confused.

On this day, the licensed vampires in Albany huddled in their homes, trembling with fear as they listened to the howling of their own kind that was constantly reaching their ears.

On this day, those unlicensed vampires in Albany who did not take Locke's ultimatum seriously and even planned to fight back met their own disaster.

From the east to the west of Albany.

Then from the south to the north of Albany.

Every street, every alley, every sewer.

No matter where these unlicensed vampires hide, they cannot escape being found by the Sentinels or SHIELD agents, and their fate is to be cremated on the spot and have their teeth extracted.

And because it was daytime, it was a luxury for them to even escape from Albany.

All day long, the sky over Albany was almost filled with the wailing of vampires.

Such speed of action.

This is an attitude that doesn't force you to do anything but take action directly.

no doubt.

Other species of supernatural creatures hiding in Albany were also frightened.

Especially when they saw Locke standing in the alley and ruthlessly biting open the throat of a lone witch, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Bang!
Locke casually swung his right hand and threw the witch's body to the side. Then he looked at the surviving black-robed witch and sneered: "Another tree-shaped witch. Are you really not afraid of being exterminated?"

The black-robed witch looked at Locke who was walking towards her with horror, opened her right hand, and pushed Locke hard.

There was a click.

Locke's right ankle twisted for a moment, and then quickly recovered as the energy in the blood pool was consumed.

next second.

Locke disappeared from the spot in an instant. With a thud, he grabbed the black-robed witch's throat and slammed her head against the wall.

All of a sudden.

The black-robed witch's head came into close contact with the wall, like a watermelon hitting the wall, and instantly a picture was drawn on the wall.

The black-robed witch with a shattered head fell limply to the ground.

Locke took out his cell phone directly.

Debbie, who had been based in New York City, answered the phone.

"Boss."

"Jersey City, Walter, Joe Nimo..."

"And Brooklyn..."

Locke pointed out the family members of the two black-robed witches expressionlessly, and then said, "Find them and give them to the mutant laboratory. William Stryker will definitely like them."

After all, William Stryker's favorite thing is to study extraordinary creatures.

Just right.

Stryker's mutant laboratory has always been short of researchers, so they can just throw the waste materials to Stryker for recycling, and by the way, they can also ask Stryker to do them a favor.

Locke thought to himself, and after hanging up the phone, he called out his current extraordinary points interface.

"Super Points: 989"

In just one day, the extraordinary points that had just been used up in the morning were about to break through four digits again.

The bulk of this came from the selfless contributions of nearly 500 vampires in Albany today.

Locke then retracted the interface and his eyes fell on a witch who had died after her blood was drained out and another witch who had died with her head cracked.

These two witches are also tree witches.

A witch from the Tree Witches of New York.

but……

This is a secret organization, or to put it bluntly, a villain organization.

There is only one record of such an organization in SHIELD's database, without much introduction.

Because although this tree-like organization is an evil organization, it is defined by other witches in the supernatural world.

And according to the extraordinary covenant.

Extraordinary affairs are handled by extraordinary people, and this tree-like witch organization has never caused any trouble among ordinary people before, so SHIELD didn't pay much attention to it.

After Nick Fury came to power, even if SHIELD wanted to pay attention, it no longer had the strength to do so.

Villain witch.

The blood god, the ancestor of vampires.

Is there any connection between the two?

and also……

What do they want Blade's body for?
Locke thought to himself that the memories of these two witches were the same as the memories of the witch who was killed outside Waterfall Town at that time. They all received orders to try to disrupt this Sentinel-SHIELD joint operation.

However, they seemed to think Blade was better than him.

After all, this tree-shaped witch organization arranged two witches for Blade and one for Locke.

Not only that.

The witch in charge of Locke was ordered to destroy.

The two witches in charge of Blade received orders to seal Blade's soul and bring back Blade's body.

obviously.

This tree-like witch values Blade more than Locke.

"Ah!"

"interesting."

Locke couldn't help but laugh as he flipped through the memories of the two witches.

at this time.

The phone rings.

"Hey."

"Locke, Blade is awake."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Locke took back his phone, took one last glance at the two witches who seemed deader than dead, and then left the alley without looking back.

After he left, two sentries came in, quickly collected the bodies of the two witches, loaded them into the car, and drove away.

In the infirmary of the Sentinel Building.

When Locke walked in, Blade had already gotten off the bed.

"How does it feel."

“It’s never been better.”

Blade looked at Locke who came in, clenched his fist, then looked at Locke and said thank you.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. How does it feel to be a vampire?"

"I'll still kill vampires."

Blade looked at Locke, who was not shaken in his ideals: "Besides, Whistler has not been found yet." If you don't want to kill vampires anymore, I should kill you.

Locke thought to himself and comforted him: "Don't worry, we will find it. The worst case scenario is that Whistler becomes a vampire."

Blade remained silent after listening to Locke's comfort.

It would be better not to comfort you.

Locke smiled and changed the subject: "By the way, I have already helped you reject the two witches who tried to assassinate you."

Blade also remembered the two witches who almost killed him and came to his senses.

"They seem to want to seal me."

"Yes."

Locke nodded: "The question is, why?"

Blade frowned and shook his head.

He was not clear about this either.

"The Tree-Shaped Witch Organization. Those two witches are from this organization. And when they sent people to assassinate me, they also sent people to Waterfall Town to assassinate me."

Locke asked Blade if he had any impression of this tree-shaped witch organization.

It is true that Blade is awake now, and he can directly plunder Blade's memory.

but……

No need.

No matter whether others believe it or not, he still feels that he has a bottom line.

Just like he knew that his blood could create vampires without any flaws, he did not use this ability to create an army of vampires for himself.

And this has nothing to do with the fact that Locke didn't know the process of creating vampires before.

The reason why.

Because he is kind!
Blade seemed to have heard the key words.

"Tree witch?"

"Well, you've heard of it?"

"Some impression."

"tell me the story!"

Locke didn't expect that Blade actually knew about the tree-shaped witch, so he directly asked Blade to sit down on the sofa in the ward.

"When did you meet?"

"It's in the Vampire Mansion."

Blade sat down with a frown on his face, thinking back, and looked at Locke and said, "Wasn't I captured by Quinn and taken to the Vampire Mansion?"

Locke nodded.

He also learned from the memories of the witch Auglos outside Falls Town that the Tree-Shaped Witch had financial dealings with the Vampire Building and even other vampires in New York City.

But in the memory of the witch Augros, the tree-like witch seemed to be just doing some intelligence transactions for the vampires in New York City in exchange for the funds in the hands of the vampires.

"When I was incarcerated, I heard Quinn making a phone call."

“He was furious.”

"It seems that the person on the other end of the line is the tree-shaped witch."

"He angrily accused the tree-like witch that he was not Dickon, and he would never allow himself to have another owner on his head."

"And he will definitely not help the tree-like witch to resurrect the Bloody Queen."

"Bloody Queen?"

Locke found the key words and raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

Blade shook his head: "I don't know, that's all I heard. And then Quinn hung up the phone angrily and threw me into the sacrificial pit."

Locke nodded and wrote down the key words.

Even if Blade doesn't know, someone will.

Locke thought to himself, then looked at the blade that had just recovered: "I heard from Catherine that after transforming into a vampire, you will always want to drink human blood."

Blade opened his scarlet eyes and looked at Locke's neck.

"I want to drink it now."

"Haha."

Locke was stunned at first, then he laughed and said, "It seems that you are really well. Moreover, it seems that your personality has changed after becoming a vampire."

The half-human, half-vampire Blade used to be a taciturn person and it was absolutely impossible for him to say such a thing.

Blade's mouth twitched, revealing his signature smile again: "But I can control it."

If he also sucks blood directly from humans, then what is the difference between him and a vampire.

But he doesn't refuse to drink blood.

The blood in the blood bag is still blood.

And now he is an operative of a special law enforcement agency, so it is very convenient for him to get blood bags.

When he was in New York City before, he went directly to the blood station, showed the ID Locke gave him, and said that he needed blood for the case, and then he could get a few blood bags.

Now that I'm a vampire, it seems like nothing is different from before.

Blade thought about it in his heart, then reacted and looked at Locke.

"Who is Catherine?"

"My daughter's mother."

"..."

Locke told the truth, and after saying goodbye to Blade, he took the elevator to Catherine's lounge and knocked on the door.

Catherine opened the door and looked at Locke who appeared at the door.

Locke smiled.

"May I come inside?"

"No."

Catherine laughed, said something, and turned around, but did not close the door.

Locke followed and closed the door behind him.