The extraordinary life of a certain American comic.

Chapter 181 The True Target Blade

Blood Servant Mark?
Locke raised an eyebrow as he looked at the blood text that appeared behind John Smith's right ear.

but……

This blood servant mark is not the same as the one in the Vampire Building.

Another group of vampire blood servants?

Locke thought to himself, his eyes then fell on the pattern similar to a magic circle on John Smith's sunken chest, then he turned to look at Catherine.

"Do you know what this pattern means?"

"It seems to be the soul-stealing magic of a black witch."

Catherine stared at it for a few seconds and said uncertainly, "But it's definitely dark magic."

The same species of creatures in the entire extraordinary world have their own ethnic groups.

Similar to tribes.

The same is true for black witches.

The Tree Witch, the Salem Witch, and the New Orleans Witch are all dark witches, but they do not belong to the same group.

Therefore, the black magic of each witch group is slightly different.

but……

Generally speaking, they are all the same.

Locke listened to Catherine's words and laughed: "Tree-shaped witch."

He was just wondering if these tree-like witches were frightened by his merciless killing of the family members of the three witch families, so they dared not to provoke him again.

Ok.

He takes that back now.

These tree-like witches are not only daring, but also very courageous. I just don't know who gave them such courage.

Vampire?

Locke sneered in his heart, glanced at the blood servant mark behind John Smith's ear again, and then looked at the bodies of the other four trackers.

after awhile.

All the clothes were stripped off the bodies of the four stalkers.

no doubt.

The chests of the other four stalkers also had patterns of black magic. At the same time, blood servant marks that were exactly the same as the one behind John Smith's ear were found on different parts of the bodies of the four stalkers.

obviously.

These five stalkers are all blood servants of the same vampire.

Now I am 100% sure of one thing.

The tree-like witch and the vampire are really in cahoots with each other. The five corpses that are both blood servants and black magic stalkers are the best human and material evidence.

only……

Locke thought to himself, and then looked at Catherine with a hint of curiosity.

Catherine met Locke's gaze and looked at him with curiosity.

Locke smiled slightly, retracted his gaze, and looked back at the five stalker corpses lined up on the ground.

He was a little confused about the operations of the tree-like witch and the vampire.

Locke's sixth sense told him.

The tree witches and vampires were coming for him.

Because these five trackers activated the black magic marks on their bodies the moment they saw him.

If their target was Catherine, then why didn't the dark magic mark activate when Catherine caught them?

But Locke didn't quite understand.

If their target was me, why did they go after Catherine? Isn't that taking the long way around?

at this time.

The phone rang.

Locke turned to look at Debbie who took out her phone.

After Debbie answered the phone, her expression changed and she looked at Locke: "Boss, Blade was attacked."

Locke raised his eyebrows, looked back at the five bodies on the floor, and understood everything.

It seems that these guys' goal has not changed.

He's still thinking about kidnapping Blade.

"where."

“The Brooklyn Bridge.”

"Oh!"

As soon as Debbie finished her words, a sonic boom was heard. By the time everyone reacted, Locke had disappeared in front of them.

Catherine's expression did not change at all.

Emilia opened her mouth wide, looked at Debbie, pointed at the place where Locke had just disappeared, as if she wanted to say something.

Debbie's expression didn't change much. She looked at Emilia, who looked surprised as if she had seen God, and said calmly, "Don't ask, don't tell."

This is the military's policy of true love for same-sex couples.

Debbie felt that this policy was also quite applicable to her eldest son.

At this moment.

There was panic on the Brooklyn Bridge, and traffic on the entire bridge was completely paralyzed.

On both sides of the bridge, countless people with terrified expressions ran out from the bridge screaming.

A New York Police Department police car happened to be nearby and received the alarm, so it rushed to the scene in advance, sounding the sirens and heading straight upstream towards the bridge without hesitation.

next second.

The police car seemed to have hit a wall of air. With a loud bang, the entire front of the police car instantly shrank, and the alarm sound also stopped at the same moment.

The police officer, with a bleeding head, struggled to kick open the car door and fell to the ground outside.

In the bridge.

Bang, bang, bang!
Four witches wrapped in black robes suddenly appeared, waving their hands to the sides.

The vehicles parked on the bridge surface, as if summoned, flew into the air and crashed into the invisible but real air wall. The witches' original intention was not to destroy, but to clear a path to the black Chevrolet SUV not far away, which symbolized federal law enforcement.

Blade had already walked out of the Chevrolet at this moment, holding the two sharp swords behind him that had killed countless vampires.

He looked at the four black-robed witches who were walking towards him with their hands crossed in front of them, taking steady steps and without haste. The scene of encountering the witches in the alley in Albany came to his mind.

We can’t let these witches take action.

Blade's eyes condensed, a blood-red color appeared, and the vampire's fangs were exposed. Then with a bang, he disappeared from the spot with the sword in his hand.

When the blade appeared again, it was already in front of the four witches.

Seeing this, the four witches' expressions under their black robes did not change at all, and they raised their right hands directly towards the blade.

Powerful black magic gushed out.

boom!
The blade, which was already in the air and pointing directly at the heads of the four witches, was instantly blasted away by the invisible black magic and hit the body of a car heavily.

The windshield and windows of the car that was touched by the blade shattered instantly.

The two sentries beside the Chevrolet saw this scene and raised their pistols, aiming at the four witches who were approaching.

But before they could fire, the two sentries couldn't help but wail, their hands holding the guns twisted strangely, and at the same time, with the sound of broken bones, the two sentries fell to the ground in pain.

next second.

Click!

The screaming sentry's head suddenly twisted to the side and he completely lost his life.

After the four witches dealt with the sentinels, they looked at Blade who stood up on the crushed car body.

Blade's eyes flashed with ferocity.

"Oh!"

"Confinement!"

"Boom!"

The blade jumped from the car body again, and suddenly it was as if the gravity was increased several times, and boom, it fell back on the car body again.

Poor car, it was pierced directly by the blade.

next second.

The four witches waved their hands in unison, and then the blade that had penetrated the body of the car was snatched out in mid-air.

The blade, completely trapped in mid-air, struggled hard.

One of the witches pointed her right hand at the blade in the air, muttering and chanting silently.

As the spell was recited, Blade felt his blood boiling. He couldn't help but look up and roared.

suddenly.

A drop of blood that was too fresh was sucked out by the witch from Blade's mouth.

Followed by.

One drop, two drops, three or four drops.

As the blood, which was too fresh, was drawn out, white smoke began to rise from around the blade.

no doubt.

The blood that these four witches forced out of Blade's body was not Blade's own blood, but Locke's blood.

Because of the intake of Locke's blood, the blade that lost the power of Locke's blood naturally returned to being an ordinary mixed-blood.

Well known.

The warm sunlight that was originally shining on Blade because of the power of Locke's blood is now gradually becoming the best weapon to kill Blade because of the disappearance of Locke's blood power.

Vampires will also die if they are exposed to sunlight for a long time.

It’s just that blood races aren’t as fast as vampires.

but……

Sometimes dying can be a relief.

Because vampires are exposed to the sun for a long time, their skin will first be exposed to a large number of dense blisters, and they will suffer endless pain. Only after the blood in the body boils completely will it spontaneously combust and turn into charcoal.

Right now, the blade was covered in smoke, which was a prelude to the blood in the body starting to boil.

The blade that was bound in mid-air felt the pain as Locke's blood power drained away, and its own strength was weakening at a very fast speed.

at this time.

The witch who was muttering the spell stopped, and the other three witches also raised their right hands and dropped them to the ground.

boom!
The blade slammed heavily onto the bridge deck like a puppet.

The bridge surface was cracked as a result of the impact.

"Kneel down or die."

The leading witch finally spoke, looking at Blade, who was covered in smoke but still struggling to stand up from the ground, and spoke in a cold voice.

Upon hearing this, Blade grinned, revealing two rows of bloody teeth.

"Bichi!"

"Oh!"

"what!"

Blade, who was once again out of control and pressed onto the bridge, yelled, trying to fight the invisible pressure on him: "Bitch, kill me if you can."

The four witches stared at each other.

kill?

That's not okay.

Mixed-bloods are the best, not because of their bodies, but because of their souls.

The soul of a hybrid is the best vessel for taking over another body. As for the physical body, it is only because the soul of a hybrid perfectly fits its physical body.

After weakening the power of the blade, the four witches didn't say any more nonsense. They quickly appeared around the blade, then stretched out their hands in mid-air and pressed the blade again. They began to chant and prepare to cast a spell to seal the blade's soul.

Blade roared in anger, resisting the powerful hypnotic force.

"Give up. Even if Locke Underwood is not dead, he will not dare to come to save you if he is poisoned by wolfsbane."

"is it?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)