I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

"Everyone, what do you all think? Should we take this order or not?"

Inside a secluded Hand stronghold, dim lighting illuminated five faces with different expressions.

Madam Gao glanced at the other four leaders, her aged fingers tapping lightly on the table. Such a high reward was indeed worth the risk.

"Looks like that boss is really scared out of his wits," Murakami said with a cold smile, but a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes.

"Is that mutant named Ye Feng really that strong?" Alexandra asked, frowning, her fingers unconsciously stroking the rim of her teacup.

The Hand has assassinated mutants and superhumans before, but rarely has it received a mission with such a high reward.

The employer not only set up a separate assassination fund, but also promised that if they succeeded, the bounty from the underworld would also belong to them.

The total amount exceeds fifty million US dollars!

In the 1990s, this was undoubtedly an astronomical figure.

My suggestion is to accept this order.

"But the specific action plan must be approached with utmost care."

Bo Tu adjusted his glasses, speaking cautiously.

Sowangda and Murakami nodded in agreement.

In the world of extraordinary beings, Ye Feng is a figure who appeared out of nowhere. From the time he was put on a bounty to the time he clashed with the vampires, only about three months have passed, yet he has already demonstrated an astonishing change in strength.

Intelligence from the vampires suggests that Ye Feng's strength should not be underestimated. The Hand had previously clashed with a vampire hunting team, resulting in casualties on both sides. Yet, Ye Feng's subordinates were able to wipe out the entire vampire team single-handedly without sustaining any injuries, which speaks volumes.

"We must plan carefully."

"This is modern society. I don't believe anyone can withstand an assassination attempt using firearms. Even someone like Magneto could have a specially designed bullet pierce his neck."

Mrs. Gao made the final decision.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

Ye Feng and Clarice destroyed another vampire stronghold. This was the third stronghold they had destroyed, and Clarice had already killed more than a hundred vampires.

From her initial awkwardness to her current composure, Clarice's growth is evident. Under Ye Feng's deliberate guidance, her mental state has remained stable without any issues. It must be said that her faith is extremely firm, which allows her to maintain inner peace when facing bloodshed.

"Your Majesty, there is breaking news."

In a luxurious hotel room, Clarice, carrying intelligence from the Vatican, came to Ye Feng's room.

"Tell me about it." Ye Feng didn't look up, continuing to flip through the book in his hands. Elemental light flowed and shimmered between the pages, as if recording some mystery.

"A coup has indeed occurred within the vampire clan."

"There's been a big commotion; all the pureblood vampire elders have been taken away by Deacon. As for what he's planning, no one knows for now. However, he seems to be searching for Blade's trail."

Clarice reports.

"Hmm?" The light on the book paused for a moment, then disappeared.

"interesting."

"It seems he's ready."

A smile appeared on Ye Feng's lips.

He knew perfectly well what Deacon was plotting; the Blood God sacrifice ritual required the blood of the Daywalkers!

Among all vampires, there are only two Daywalkers: one is Dracula, an undead creature created by the remnants of Atlantis using the Dark Book, who has almost no weaknesses, except for the Dark Book itself; the other is Blade.

Blade's existence was an accidental creation of Deacon. As a hybrid of human and vampire, he possesses vampire power and human traits, yet he is not afraid of sunlight. In a possible future, Blade might even be chosen as a vessel, becoming the resurrected body of the one left behind.

"Let's go join the fun."

"This matter should come to an end now."

Ye Feng closed the book and stood up.

Now, the vampires have paid a heavy price. They will never be able to hand over the murderer who massacred the church, because he died at Ye Feng's hands several days ago.

The reason for continuing to clear out vampire strongholds, besides disliking these dark creatures, was more about establishing authority.

"Knock knock..."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Eeya~"

The door opened, and Daofeng, covered in blood, stood in the doorway, clearly having just been through a fierce battle.

"Mr. Ye Feng, is the Blood God Sacrifice Ceremony you mentioned earlier the one we're talking about?" Out of politeness, Blade didn't step directly into the room, but simply stood at the doorway. In just a short while, the blood at his feet had already pooled into a small puddle.

"The injury is quite serious."

"Deacon has found you?"

Ye Feng observed Dao Feng's condition without any surprise.

In the blood god sacrifice ritual, the blade is the most crucial element. Without the blood of the daywalkers, Deacon's ritual effectiveness would be greatly diminished.

"That's right." Blade nodded and continued to ask.

"I want to know, am I part of this ritual?"

He always felt that Ye Feng knew many secrets, and although the other party's information seemed very transparent, this feeling grew stronger and stronger.

"That's right, it's still the most important link."

"You should know that although vampires are long-lived, it is extremely difficult for them to increase their strength. Including pure-blooded vampires, their power limit is almost predetermined from the moment they are born or transformed, and even Dracula is no exception."

Ye Feng readily admitted it.

He paused, then continued, "But it's not entirely impossible to improve your strength. Clearly, Deacon has found a way. And this is your opportunity."

Ye Feng looked up at Blade. The other party was a typical dark hero, not a good person in the traditional sense, but there was room for cooperation with him, at least at this stage.

"I think we can cooperate."

"If I succeed in intercepting this ceremony, I hope to form a strategic alliance with the Vatican."

After thinking for a moment, Blade gritted his teeth and said.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't interrupt, he continued to explain, "After our last conversation, I specifically looked into the history of the vampires. Those hidden old monsters are incredibly powerful, especially the second and third generation vampires, who are almost without weaknesses, not to mention Dracula, the progenitor. I think the Holy See also needs powerful allies."

Blade knew that the alliance conditions he proposed would not bring any obvious benefits to the Holy See, and might even tarnish its reputation, since cooperating with half-blood vampires sounded unreliable.

"Interesting." Ye Feng didn't expect Blade to take the initiative to propose cooperation.

Just as Blade had thought, there was no obvious benefit to cooperating with the Vatican, but that did not mean that Ye Feng could not cooperate with Blade personally.

"I can cooperate with you, but only on a personal level."

"This does not represent the position of the Vatican."

Ye Feng finally said.

The other party is involved with the Dark Book; we can make some plans.

Blade agreed without hesitation: "Okay!" He had come specifically for Ye Feng. As long as Ye Feng agreed to cooperate, nothing else mattered.

"Let's go see your old friend." Ye Feng got up and walked to Dao Feng's side, casually patting him on the shoulder.

A powerful life force surged into Blade's body, and a green light flickered. His wounds healed rapidly at a visible speed. The wood-based life element, derived from flowers, plants, and trees, had an astonishing healing effect even on a hybrid vampire like Blade.