The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional.

The elevator that leads directly from the 27th floor of the building to the underground vampire headquarters was not shut down; on the contrary, it was still functioning normally.

But this is no longer the time for Hawkeye, Blade, and the others to consider.

Either take the elevator.

They would either be wiped out by the seemingly endless horde of vampires attacking from the outside.

This is not a multiple-choice question.

Hawkeye and Blade entered the elevator without any hesitation.

However, just as the two entered the elevator, and the wounded combat team members were about to enter as well,

The elevator started moving.

boom!

As a combat team member was severed at the waist by the falling elevator, blood instantly sprayed into the elevator.

The combatants' blood splattered directly onto Hawkeye and Blade's faces.

at the same time.

The strange cries of vampires came from above, followed by the screams of various combat team members.

obviously.

Before the two even entered the actual vampire lair, they were almost completely wiped out.

"call!"

Hawkeye remained silent for a moment in the elevator, then wiped the blood from his face and slowly exhaled: "These vampires, they've stopped drinking blood and started playing the game of strategy, huh."

A strange smile appeared on Hawkeye's face, and a green light flashed deep in his eyes.

As Daofeng wiped the blood from his face, he suddenly looked at his right hand.

His right hand was covered in blood.

only……

This blood.

Something seems a little strange.

Just then.

Boom!

The elevator made a downward motion and then came to a steady stop on the basement floor of the Vampire Building.

Sizzle.

The elevator lights flickered and crackled like electric arcs in the darkness.

And in the flickering darkness, something seemed to be rapidly approaching.

The blade, holding a sharp sword in both hands, seemed to sense something and quickly looked towards the corridor leading deeper into the building.

In the flashing lights, a black woman dressed in what looked like a dancer's dress, revealing two fangs, gave a sinister smile to the blade in a fleeting moment.

Blade's eyes narrowed, as if he had seen an unbelievable scene.

Just as he was about to give chase, the lights flashed again, and the alluring black dancer had vanished from the spot.

but!

Her scent did not disappear.

The scent was so familiar and so warm to Blade.

Because that's the taste of mom.

Can……

How could that be?

Blade stared in shock at the direction where the black dancer had disappeared.

His mother, Miriam, was bitten by a vampire while pregnant and died after giving birth to him.

But just now!

A thought flashed through Blade's mind, and he prepared to draw his sword and give chase.

"Clang!"

Just as he was about to set off, an arrow appeared behind him and shot towards him at high speed.

The blade turned, swung its sword, and the arrow fell!

boom!

The arrow, deflected by the sword, continued its trajectory and struck the wall beside it.

Three points inside the wall.

Blade frowned as he looked at Hawkeye, who was drawing his bow and shooting an arrow at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Feel sorry."

Eagle Eye.

To be precise, the Skrull disguised as Hawkeye no longer intended to advance further; instead, he was preparing to leave.

no way.

Only he and Blade remained, and he had no intention whatsoever of losing his life here.

He was confident he could leave now, but if he went any further in, who knew what awaited him?

He's just a mixed-race alien, not Superman.

However, he had one more thing to do before leaving.

Blade could now see the killing intent in Hawkeye's eyes.

"You want to kill me?"

"Sorry, Nick Fury instructed me to."

Why?

"The vampires want you to live. Although I don't know what they plan to do, it would definitely be a good thing if you died."

The words fell.

Without any hesitation, Hawkeye released his grip and fired the three arrows he had nocked.

The Skrulls' talent for disguise is unparalleled.

He not only perfectly disguised himself as Hawkeye and gained Hawkeye's short-term memories, but he also acquired Hawkeye's unparalleled archery skills.

The three arrows, as fast as lightning, shot towards the blade in a triangular formation the instant they left the bowstring.

"Clang!"

"Duang!"

"puff!"

Despite the repeated swings of his sword, the third arrow struck like lightning, piercing his right shoulder.

Upon seeing this, Eagle Eye instantly appeared in front of Blade, grabbed the arrow embedded in Blade's right shoulder with his right hand, and pulled it out sharply.

"what!"

Blade couldn't help but cry out.

next second.

He saw Hawkeye holding a blood-stained arrow, aiming it directly at his head, and quickly dodged.

boom!

The arrow struck the wall and pierced through it.

The blade flashes, the sword is drawn.

The moment Hawkeye released the arrow, he used his bow and arrow to parry it.

moment.

Blade and Hawkeye began fighting in the corridor.

Quen, who was standing in the middle of fourteen upright transparent coffins, admiring the thirteen vampire elders in the transparent coffins with a frenzied expression, looked up at the scene on the screen where Blade and Hawkeye were fighting in the corridor, and couldn't help but blink.

He was a little confused about the current situation.

What does that mean?

I've been waiting for you all here. Why are you suddenly fighting amongst yourselves?

but……

Quinn's gaze fell on the last empty, transparent coffin prepared specifically for Blade.

Blade cannot die.

He had to go to his coffin alive, just like the thirteen vampire elders.

"Go."

Quinn glanced at the black woman dressed as a dancer beside him and said with a smile, "Your precious son is in trouble. You should go and save him. Bring him here."

The black woman dressed as a dancer silently turned and left the room that Quen had designated as a sacrificial hall.

In the corridor on the basement level.

Hawkeye fought with increasing ferocity, almost dominating Blade in the battle.

But a blade is still a blade.

Already injured and not yet fully recovered, with his right arm pierced, Daofeng, wielding his left-hand sword, seized the opportunity and slashed Hawkeye's abdomen.

The moment Hawkeye's abdomen gushed blood, Blade had an answer in his mind.

"You are not human."

"hehe."

Hawkeye looked down at the bleeding wound on his abdomen, then looked up at Blade.

"No, I am human, but like you, I only have half human blood."

"vampire!"

"Ha ha."

Hawkeye laughed: "I am not some inferior creature that is good for nothing but immortality. Skrull blood flows in my veins."

Blade's mind stirred.

"Skrugs?"

"You've said too much."

Hawkeye shrugged, but his expression didn't show much regret: "But if you're dead, then... ah!"

At this point, Hawkeye suddenly let out a scream.

His appearance also contorted at that moment.

Blade's eyes narrowed as he watched the black dancer silently appear behind Hawkeye and thrust her fangs toward Hawkeye's neck.

The black-clad dancer was sucking up mouthfuls of blood.

Hawkeye stared wide-eyed, his whole body trembling.

……