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With his current movement speed, he can strike any target within this range within three seconds if he wants to, which is why he is not afraid of Camilla escaping.

"By the way, I invited you out today, I hope Chief George won't be angry?" Holding Gwen's hand, Bai Ye turned his head and asked with a smile.

His handsome face, coupled with a gentle smile, made Gwen's heart skip a beat. She looked away from Bai Ye's face with a flustered expression and said, "No, Dad said I can just come back early after watching the movie."

“The security situation in New York City has been a bit bad lately, so it’s understandable that you want to go back early. I heard there was a serial killer who massacred gangsters a while ago. Has the chief caught him?” Bai Ye asked calmly.

According to psychological research, a large proportion of murderers return to the scene of the crime to observe their masterpiece after committing the crime, and Bai Ye's mentality at this moment seems to be the same.

When Bai Ye asked about the case, Gwen gently shook her head and said, "That serial killer disappeared two days after he appeared. We haven't heard from him for a long time. Maybe he's hiding."

"Is that so?" Bai Ye nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that the police had indeed not connected him with himself. But that was normal. Who would associate him with a bald man with a face full of scars?

Of course, as time went on, Bai Ye was no longer worried about things like murder cases, mainly because he found that his strength was improving much faster than expected.

A human like him, with a punch that can weigh 20 tons and a speed of 100 meters per second, could cause extremely terrifying destruction in the city.

Unless the US government is willing to drop a nuclear bomb or other weapon of mass destruction on New York, conventional individual firearms will be absolutely unable to lock onto him given enough time to react.

Even if he launches a sneak attack, Bai Ye still has 0.2 free attribute points, which can instantly heal any injury after allocating them.

This is also why he dared to directly pursue the police chief's daughter.

……

In downtown New York, at the base of a massive building made of white marble, 12 huge stone pillars carved with ancient patterns stand on all four sides.

Countless pale-skinned men and women gathered here, all looking at the man in the very center.

"Fellow vampires, our race has endured enough oppression from humans. I am weary of the negative effects of the vampire body. But once today is over, we will no longer have to endure any more of this," the vampire Dickon shouted to all the vampires present, spreading his arms wide.

"According to the deciphered ancient texts, the original vampires had no weaknesses."

"On the night of the full moon, if twelve pure-blooded vampires make a sacrifice, combined with the blood of a daywalker, we can summon the Blood God to bless us, and from then on we can walk normally in the sunlight."

"And I, as the progenitor of a new line of vampires, will give you my first embrace, covering up the genetic defects in your resistance to sunlight and silver objects."

As Dickon envisioned the future, the breathing of the many men and women present gradually became rapid.

The reason they were suppressed by humans before was because their own defects were too fatal, but if, as Deacon said, they were to transform into superhuman beings without any weaknesses, then the vampires would once again stand at the top of the food chain.

Of course, most importantly, if the method of sacrifice is correct, it will not result in a new lineage of vampires, but rather countless main lines of vampires that replicate the ritual time and time again.

On the scene, looking at the vampires he had incited, Dickon laughed triumphantly in his heart. These people had no idea that sacrifices could not only be repeated in number, but also that the same vampire could be sacrificed multiple times.

12 pureblood vampires + Daywalkers = a new vampire lineage

What would happen if this behavior were repeated again?

According to ancient texts, similar sacrifices could be repeated almost indefinitely.

At this moment, in his eyes, these people on the scene were not his own kind at all, but merely resources for his advancement. This is why he risked being discovered to gather vampires from all over the world together.

'To fight against the human government, we need to conduct at least five purification rituals tonight, requiring at least 60 pure-blooded vampires. The ones here should be enough,' Dickon thought to himself.

With a wave of his hand, Dickon quickly selected twelve pureblood vampires who had lost the power to resist. These vampires were placed under the ritual pillars, and the ritual began under the watchful eyes of all the vampires present.

Above this space, the Blade Warrior, imprisoned for many days, had his wrists severed by a sharp blade, and copious amounts of blood flowed through pipes into the sacrificial ritual.

"Is this where those vampire bastards gather?"

Meanwhile, outside the building, a man in a U.S. military uniform, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, murmured as he gazed at the ancient building before him. Behind him stood thousands of fully armed U.S. soldiers.

"Once inside, there's no need for communication. Just take down all the vampires with tranquilizer guns." After Ross finished speaking, a large group of soldiers immediately strode inside.

Chapter 45 I see you!

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Inside the pure white building made of marble, a large group of American soldiers filed in and searched the interior for any trace of their target.

These American soldiers wore uniforms equipped with light tubes, gas masks and thermal imaging cameras on their heads, water tanks resembling pesticides on their backs, and specially made firearms in their hands.

The hard soles of his shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the ground, creating a strong sense of oppression. Soon, he bumped into several vampires guarding the perimeter.

Upon seeing the large human army, the vampire bared his fangs and threatened, "Human army, you are..."

Without communication or hesitation, the US military had absolutely no intention of negotiating.

After confirming through thermal imaging that the humanoid creature in front of him did not have a normal body temperature, four or five special tranquilizer bullets mixed with trace amounts of garlic were fired from the dark muzzle.

"Chichi!"

The bullet struck the vampire's body, and he quickly collapsed, trembling, unable to resist.

Ignoring the unconscious vampire in front of them, the American soldiers strode over his body and continued their advance.

According to General Ross's orders, their mission was simply to control or eliminate the vampires, with the aftermath to be handled by the logistics team that followed.

After suppressing individual vampires with firepower, their movements were noticed by the larger group of vampires three minutes later.

"Damn humans!"

Upon seeing the fully armed American troops in front of them, someone immediately reported to the building that they were surrounded by the army, and the long-buried memories of humiliation began to resurface.

Seeing Deacon intently performing the ritual in the center, half of the vampires immediately went out to resist in order to ensure that the ritual was not disrupted.

Soon, the thousands of vampires gathered in the center of the building began to go out and block the army.

With numbers exceeding a thousand, the densely packed vampire teams began to organize a counterattack, and the massive numbers of vampires, their eyes gleaming with killing intent, surrounded and attacked the army.

"The operation has been exposed, and we have enough experimental materials. Let's activate Plan Two."

He calmly addressed the officers in the ranks, and as soon as he finished speaking, countless fluorescent tubes wrapped around the uniforms of the officers immediately emitted a faint blue light.

In addition to the blue light visible to the naked eye, the light tube also emits ultraviolet light that is hundreds of times stronger than sunlight.

It is only because the ultraviolet wavelength is invisible to the human eye that it emits a faint blue light mixed in with it.

'UV lamp!'

Seeing the lights emanating from these soldiers, the murderous intent in the vampires' eyes turned into deep fear, but before they could utter a word, the blinding light pierced them like a blade that could cut through anything.

The so-called sunscreen applied to them could only block the sun's rays for a short time; under the intense ultraviolet radiation, it would turn to ashes on the spot.

Countless vampires in the front row were reduced to ashes in a single encounter. Only a few vampires, whose bodies were completely covered, survived the first wave of attacks and then, unsurprisingly, fell to the ground under the spray of mist mixed with concentrated garlic.

"He's nothing but a vampire bastard."

The officers in the army looked at the vampires on the scene with disdain. They were full of holes and dared to call themselves vampires. They were not even as good as mutants, and they were easier to deal with than criminal black people.

But before he could finish speaking, a vampire grabbed a boulder and flew it like a giant axe, smashing the head of a soldier next to the officer.

Although he was pierced through a vital spot by a silver bullet the next moment, this marked the first casualty of the battle.

"Damn bastard, not only did he refuse to surrender, but he dared to resist. Use force!" The officer felt a lingering fear, followed by a deep surge of anger.

The next moment, flashbangs were thrown from the arms of American soldiers. With the release of intense ultraviolet rays, all the vampires within a few meters of the blast radius turned to ashes.

As for the vampires who were fully clothed, large amounts of concentrated, atomized garlic essence began to pour out from the water tank on his back, filling the air like an invisible grim reaper.

All the breathing vampires collapsed in agony, clutching their mouths and noses, as their internal organs began to fail and die.

Humans and vampires have different weaknesses. This invisible garlic-infused mist, which envelops buildings, is only extremely lethal to vampires, except for causing some choking. This allows the US military to use it without any scruples.

Every passage leading to the outside world is filled with mist, ensuring that no vampire can escape punishment.

When Ross decided to take action, he planned to wipe out all the tens of thousands of vampires in one fell swoop, using the same methods that the German army had employed, only more efficient and concise.

While the vampires outside were being slaughtered by humans, the ritual inside the building was reaching a crucial moment.

The blood of the Sunwalker dripped through the tubes into the foreheads of the twelve purebloods. Through the sacrifice of the purebloods' lives, a terrifying being from another dimension was established in this universe.

Because of the slight bloodline connection between vampires and higher-dimensional beings, the demons of that dimension can observe everything through the eyes of vampires.

The first thing that caught attention was the annihilation of countless vampire chickens by the human army. Watching the vampires being surrounded and killed one by one, the higher-dimensional beings felt no anger, only amusement.

As the price, or rather the deal, to enter this universe, an invisible wave was transmitted through lightning to the twelve sacrificial vampires.

As the progenitor of all vampires in the multiverse, the Blood Goddess's bloodline suppression allows her to easily control each of her descendants.

The instant the lightning struck the sacrificial vampires, their bodies exploded, transforming into purest bloodline energy that detached from their flesh and flew towards Dickon in the center.

Amidst the expectant gazes of every vampire present, countless souls pierced through Deacon's body time and again, their pure essence serving as nourishment to alter Deacon's mixed-blood lineage.

The disadvantages rooted in his bloodline were completely erased, and both his physical attributes and healing abilities continued to improve. However, what happened after that was no longer of concern to the dimensional demon god.

In the Marvel multiverse, countless sacrificial rituals occur every moment, but most of them cannot even attract his attention; they are merely a mass exposition of power! Perhaps this universe will continue to be like this in the future.

Before leaving, that unknown entity observed the world one last time through the eyes of each vampire.

But the sight she saw through the eyes of one of her descendants made her resolve to leave freeze in place.

Outside the movie theater, Bai Ye was checking the tickets while holding Gwen's wrist when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He instinctively turned around and saw Camilla staring at him with bloodshot eyes and a wide grin not far behind him.

Chapter 46 The Mad Dog Unleashed

Outside the movie theater, Bai Ye couldn't help but shudder as Camilla stared at him, as if he were being watched by some kind of natural enemy.

'What's wrong with this woman?' Bai Ye frowned slightly and instinctively stepped in front of Gwen.

"Bai Ye, what's wrong?" Gwen noticed Bai Ye's movement and looked up in confusion, only to see that Bai Ye's expression was extremely serious.

"I don't know. You should go to the movie theater first. There might be danger here," Bai Ye said in a deep voice, sensing that Camilla's condition was not right.

"Oh!" Gwen looked thoughtfully at the beautiful woman staring at them from afar, her mind filled with countless guesses, but she still obediently walked into the movie theater.

'This physique must be transformed into a bloodline!' The Dimensional Demon God's gaze passed through Camilla's eyes and fell upon Bai Ye, filled with astonishment.

In her observation, Bai Ye was like a human-shaped little sun walking in the night. Although his strength was ordinary, his immortality brought by his 2.8 physique and his talent that surpassed that of ordinary people by thousands of times made her take notice.

'Such extraordinary talent, if transformed into a bloodline, under my careful nurturing, could absolutely become a combat force no less than mine within hundreds of thousands of years.'

Looking at this extremely conspicuous man in her line of sight, the Blood Goddess's greed was almost uncontrollable. She had only come down to take a look on a whim, but she never expected to see such a Tang Monk-level figure.

Although she was very attracted to Bai Ye's body, she knew that a small horse couldn't pull a big cart.

Even though she could control the body of a descendant with her own bloodline, Camilla's physique was no match for the man in front of her, so she decided to call for help.

Seeing Bai Ye approaching with a wary and murderous look on his face, Blood God quickly severed his connection with Camilla to avoid alerting her.

The next moment, Camilla regained control of her body and looked up to see Bai Ye grabbing her by the neck and lifting her up.