The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

Chapter 95 Skrull Blood God (July 15th, please subscribe!!)

After Locke repeated "I'm not," "I didn't," and "Don't talk nonsense," the Skrull disguised as Quinn fell completely silent.

Although Locke denied it.

but.-..

Please, we're not stupid.

If you really don't want the Blood God to be born, then why are you just sitting there?

Go ahead and do it.

Why don't you come up and kill me then?

The imposter Quinn looked at Locke, who was sitting on the ground as if he had come to watch the show, with an uncertain expression on his face.

"You provoked us first."

"ah."

Locke, who was sitting on the ground, sneered upon hearing this: "If I remember correctly, you were the ones who killed my special forces team first, weren't you the ones who provoked you?"

The imposter Quinn had a dark complexion.

"You were the one who tried to take away the bodies of our people first."

"Don't talk nonsense. I just sent people to collect the bodies of your people so that they could be laid to rest."

"Heh."

Upon hearing this, the imposter Quinn sneered repeatedly.

"You'd be that kind?"

"Otherwise what?"

"You're just thinking of taking away the corpses of my people, dissecting them, and thus revealing our existence to the world."

"Your existence? What do you mean by existence?"

"We Skrulls—..."

The imposter Quinn instinctively spoke up, but upon seeing the mocking smile on Locke's face, he immediately shut up.

but--

Locke has obtained the evidence he wanted in court.

The imposter Quinn, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty, stared at Locke, who sat cross-legged on the ground, his smile widening. He said in a low voice, "I don't know where you learned of our existence, but you will die here."

Locke raised an eyebrow, his face showing surprise.

"Yeah?"

"That's great."

"In that case, hurry up, everyone's in a rush."

"Summon the Blood God as soon as possible, and finish the job quickly."

"After I've chopped down the Blood God and settled things here, I'll have some fun with you Skrulls."

"Didn't you guys want to play?"

"Let's take our time."

"Let's see if you can kill me first, or if I can kill you first."

Locke rested his chin on his hand, looking at the imposter Quinn on the stone platform, and spoke the coldest words with a smile on his face.

Since the Skrulls intended to be his enemy, then he was an enemy.

When dealing with enemies, Locke always believed in eliminating them completely.

As for the Skrull's question about who made the first move?

Who struck first is no longer important.

Things have already progressed to this point, and Locke is no longer bothered to care about right or wrong.

Anyway, his men died first, and it was the Skrulls who attacked them.

This is enough.

Therefore, the Skrulls should be removed from the face of the earth.

Either he dies.

There is no third option.

Moreover, the Skrulls are currently disguised as vampires, not only trying to incite war between humans and vampires, but also planning to summon the Blood God to destroy the world.

really.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

These alien refugees have wolves in sheep's clothing!

Locke chuckled as he looked at the Skrulls on the stone platform, whose expressions changed three times after hearing his blatant threat: "I hope your backer, Nick Fury, will still stand up for you after learning that you not only disguised yourselves as vampires to try to incite a war between us humans and supernatural beings, but also resurrected the Blood God in an attempt to destroy the world."

As he spoke.

He waved the disguised camera, which he had put back on before coming in, in front of the imposter's face.

He recorded the entire conversation.

The imposter stared at the miniature camera Luke was holding in his hand, his eyes blazing with fury, wishing he could devour Locke's flesh and drink his blood.

"You deserve to die."

"Then hurry up and kill me."

Locke rose from the steps and sneered at the imposter, "You don't know how to summon, do you? Or is it that you Skrulls, after disguising yourselves as vampires, can't acquire their memories like you can when you're disguised as humans?"

The imposter ignored Locke, instead shifting his gaze from endless rage to an icy, unwavering stare at him.

Just then.

Ding Dong!

Ding Dong!

The crisp sound of bells suddenly echoed throughout the entire sacrificial hall.

Locke looked in the direction the sound came from.

into the eye.

The huge clock on the wall was showing that it was exactly noon.

next second.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hehehe."

"The time has come; the Blood God will be revived."

Locke Underwood.

"Get ready for your doomsday."

The imposter on the stone platform suddenly burst into laughter and opened his arms.

At this moment, as the clock struck twelve, the blood in the blood tanks around the stone platform seemed to boil.

It kept bubbling up.

In the blink of an eye.

The bells stopped ringing.

The blood in the blood tank seemed to come back to life, rising from all directions of the stone platform and converging into the sky.

It only took the blink of an eye for blood to gather from a single point into a large sphere.

Followed by.

boom!

The giant blood sphere crashed down on the imposter on the stone platform, and just before it hit the imposter, countless blood tentacles sprouted from the sphere.

Countless blood tentacles, like monsters, gripped tightly every corner of the imposter's body.

Then, a creature resembling a human slowly formed amidst the writhing of the large blood sphere, and then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly walked into the imposter from behind.

"what!"

"roar!"

At this moment, the imposter raised his head and roared, and as he merged with the blood-man, his eyes completely turned black and red.

Locke, sensing the sudden surge in the imposter's aura, also dropped his mocking smile and stood up from the steps.

Upon seeing this, the four Skrulls disguised as vampires behind the imposters appeared in front of Locke in a flash, attempting to block him. Locke dodged past the four imposters before they could react.

A flash of silver light appeared.

With his back to the four Skrulls, Locke flicked the blood off the silver soft sword in his hand without turning his head.

Blood dripped to the ground.

Behind.

The four headless vampires spontaneously combusted instantly, bringing Locke a substantial amount of Extraordinary Points.

"Ding! 』

Kill successful!

Gained Extraordinary Points: 15

Current Extraordinary Points: 346

Locke flicked his silver soft sword, then swirled it around and transformed it into a silver bracelet on his arm.

This silver soft sword was also produced by the Sentinel Weapons Lab.

It incorporates shape memory metal, making it highly malleable and easy to carry.

These days, Locke has kept it wrapped around his waist.

He had considered using it as a belt, but then he thought that if he ever needed to use it, he would have to fight while holding onto his pants.

Locke simply wrapped it around his waist.

There's a saying...

A gentleman hides his weapon in his body and moves when he waits for time.

only·--

This time I have some extraordinary points, but no new extraordinary abilities?

Why?

Locke glanced at the imposter Quinn, who was still screaming and shouting on the stone platform and covered in the strong smell of blood, then turned to look at the four piles of ash on the ground, wondering to himself.

The Skrulls are perfect creatures of disguise.

They can perfectly impersonate the person they want to impersonate.

But its perfection is both its strength and its weakness.

Vampires are very strong, but they also have many weaknesses.

Locke appeared to be sitting on the ground, but he had been observing the four imposter vampires the whole time.

The blood still clinging to the corner of the imposter's mouth gave Locke a thought.

And now.

The deaths of these four Skrull vampires undoubtedly confirmed Locke's suspicions.

Since the Skrulls chose to disguise themselves as vampires, they naturally inherited all the vampires' flaws.

"Oh, right."

"Could it be because of the judgment?"

"The Skrulls disguised themselves as ordinary people, so the system determined that ordinary people were not extraordinary beings and therefore did not receive any extraordinary points."

"But if a Skrull disguises themselves as a vampire, they're classified as a supernatural being, which is why they get supernatural points?"

Locke raised an eyebrow, realizing this possibility.

but··

Whether it is true or not, we need to verify it further to know.

This thought is on my mind.

Locke turned his gaze back to the stone platform, to Skrukunn, who was almost completely surrounded by a large cocoon of blood.

Just then.

Boo!

The large blood cocoon on the stone platform seemed to collapse like a black hole; in the blink of an eye, it rapidly collapsed and contracted towards the center of the blood cocoon.

next second.

A wild laugh suddenly rang out.

"Hehehe!"

"strength."

"Perfect power."

"If our race had this strength, we wouldn't have been nearly wiped out by the Kree."

Skrukunn, who reappeared on the stone platform, seemed to have been reborn. He was laughing loudly, feeling the extremely powerful blood energy and boundless strength within his body.

Locke, hearing Skrukun's words, interrupted with a cold laugh, "You'd better think about how I'm going to wipe out your entire race when I get out."

Upon hearing this, Skrukun's gaze immediately fell upon Locke.

"Lock Underwood!"

"Grandpa is here."

"Heh."

"I know you're also a vampire hybrid."

"But so what?"

"I am now the God of Blood."

"You're going to die today no matter what, it's just a matter of whether you die a quick death or a very painful one."

"Guess whether you'll die a painful or a quick death?"

Skrukunn, instead of getting angry, laughed and stood on the stone platform with a relaxed demeanor, completely disregarding Locke.

Locke smiled too.

He looked at Skrukun on the stone platform: "It seems the power the Blood God bestowed upon you is so great that it has given you the illusion that you can kill me."

Skrukunn laughed loudly.

"You have no idea how terrifying this power is. You're just a vampire hybrid, while I am the Blood God."

"Yeah?"

Locke looked at Skrukun with a thoughtful expression: "Then guess how you're going to die today."

Skrukun: "—