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Chapter 116 Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God

Giant God Company, the arms and weapons research and development department.

Tommy came here and found the scientist in charge of the project.

"I need you to make a batch of pure silver bullets. The more the better."

"Pure silver bullet? This..."

Scientists are a little confused.

Although changing the bullet material may increase its power.

But silver is too soft and can easily deform in the gun barrel, thus affecting its lethality to a certain extent.

Moreover, compared with a series of materials such as lead, steel, and copper, silver is relatively expensive.

Because of its soft nature, the process is very complicated. Even if it is finally made, the cost will be higher than normal, and the power may not be much improved.

However, although he was aware of so many shortcomings, he did not express his attitude.

He's not that stupid.

He does whatever the boss says. As for the cost issue, what does it have to do with him?
It's his boss who spends the money anyway.

With this in mind, he quickly accepted the task and promised to design the drawings immediately and improve some firearms to adapt to the firing of pure silver bullets.

"Also, I want a portable, strong ultraviolet lamp."

There are three treasures to fight against vampires: the cross, sunlight, and silver bullets.

Whether the cross works or not, let’s put it aside for now.

But sunlight and silver bullets are the weaknesses of most vampires.

That's why Tommy made such a request to the scientists.

After leaving the Arms and Weapons Research and Development Department, he went to the top floor of the building and found Kurt Connors.

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

Now that he knew the enemy was a vampire, he certainly had to make more preparations.

He thought about it and felt that relying solely on silver bullets and ultraviolet lights might not be enough to deal with the situation.

After all, there are outliers like Blade in this world.

That guy has all the abilities of a vampire, but none of their weaknesses.

Blade Warrior is not afraid of garlic, silver bullets and the like.

Even the most terrible sunlight is nothing to him, he can even sunbathe on the beach.

Taking this into consideration, Tommy decided to start from a biological perspective to see what kind of inspiration Kurt Connors had and whether he could develop a universal weapon to restrain vampires.

As a scientist who believes in the truth, Kurt Connors is skeptical about the existence of vampires.

In his opinion, vampires are just a legend, a story made up by people due to their fear of vampire bats.

However, since the boss asked for it, he couldn't refuse and had to think of a solution.

"Maybe we can try an anticoagulant."

In the short term, this was the only solution Kurt Connors could think of.

The key is that he had no experimental samples and could not make an effective analysis.

Not to mention, as a PhD in biochemistry, out of professional curiosity, he really wanted to see the so-called vampire.

If he could really have a test subject for his research, perhaps he would be able to overcome many medical difficulties and bring more benefits to the general public.

"Don't worry, Dr. Connors, everything will be there, it's just a matter of time."

The difficulty in dealing with vampires has never been the battle, but where to find them.

As long as they find the vampire's lair, it would not be a problem to kill not only one vampire, but even if there were ten or eight more, enough to make Kurt Connors annoyed.

While Tommy was working intensively here, the robbers who kidnapped Morbius were also busy and were preparing a mysterious sacrificial ceremony.

...underground secret room.

On the altar made of countless huge stones.

Michael Morbius was tied to the stone pillar in the middle, his face full of speechlessness. He sighed helplessly and said:

"I'll say this for the last time. I'm really not the daywalker you're talking about."

He is a scientific mutant, while Deacon Frost is a traditional magician.

The two people are not from the same faction at all, so how can they regard him as a daywalker?

Unfortunately, no matter how he explained, Frost refused to listen and continued to direct his men to work and complete the construction of the ritual altar.

"Finally... I've got the Daywalker. I'm finally done."

Looking at Morbius who was tied in the middle, Deacon's eyes were somewhat fierce.

He has a dream.

He dreamed that one day vampires would be able to truly stand up and walk in the sun without being harmed by it.

He dreams that one day, in this land of America, they, the vampires, will rule all mankind and turn all humans under the sun into their servants.

It was also because of his dreams and ambitions that he read through a large amount of information and documents, trying to find an opportunity to make himself stronger.

Finally, he found what he wanted in an ancient book that was so old that it couldn't be any older.

It was a mysterious parchment, covered with ancient text that he could not understand.

After a lot of deciphering work, he roughly understood the content and found a mysterious and ancient sacrificial ritual from it.

Rumor has it that all it takes is twelve true vampires, plus a special daywalker, to succeed.

By then, he will be able to transform, ascend to become the Blood God, and become invincible!

It is for this reason that he attacked Morbius.

Now, the Daywalker has been obtained, and the arena for sacrifice has been almost built.

All he needed to do was wait patiently.

He would wait for the decoding of the parchment to be completed. Then he would act with lightning speed, immediately seize control of the twelve elders of the family, and turn them into sacrifices for his ascension to godhood.

Just then, a younger brother came from outside the door and reported a piece of news to him.

"Boss, someone is looking for you outside, saying..."

Before I finished my report, a pale-faced man in a suit and tie pushed open the door and walked in.

"Dickon Frost, follow me, the elders want to see you."

Deacon was very upset by the bossy attitude of the man in the suit.

Those damn old guys always took advantage of their status to order him around like a dog.

To be exact, he is even worse than a dog.

The dog helps the owner with work and gets a bone in return.

And what did he get after all the busy work and doing so many things?

With a stern look in his eyes, Deacon did not lose his temper on the spot. Instead, he suppressed his anger and followed the man in the suit out of the room.

The parchment has not been translated yet, so now is not the time to start.

As soon as all preparations are ready, those old guys will meet their death!

When he arrived at the conference hall, a dozen family elders were already seated, waiting for his arrival so that they could continue the meeting.

Without rushing to sit down, Deacon first lit a cigarette, then walked to his seat casually, sat down on it, and sat down crookedly.

Such unruly behavior made many vampire elders frown.

Elder Gataro, who was in the first seat, also disliked Deacon, but today's meeting was very important. He didn't want to waste time with the half-blood. He tapped the table with his fingers and said solemnly:
"My fellow countrymen, we are in big trouble..."

(End of this chapter)