American comics: The Savior Who Started with Vampires

Chapter 41 Battle Against the Blood God

Wearing sunglasses and a black leather jacket, Blade walked slowly through the empty hall that resembled a large factory.

More and more vampires rushed out from one of the rooms, opening their mouths to reveal their ferocious fangs, glaring menacingly at their nemesis.

The Blade Warrior slowly struck a pose, holding a sword upright in front of him, his face expressionless.

The next moment, accompanied by a violent roar, a naive and hot-blooded vampire rushed forward first. However, his seemingly agile figure was reduced to ashes by a sword strike as fast as lightning.

This sword strike was like the signal to start the battle. Blade's figure constantly weaved between the vampires. His master-level fighting skills allowed him to dodge the vampires' attacks, which were far beyond those of ordinary people, while making quick counterattacks.

"what!"

With a series of roars, more and more vampires began to have second thoughts. With another sword strike, a fat vampire was cut into ashes, and the blade went straight after the fleeing vampire.

As Blade caught up with a vampire rushing towards a room, the vampire, about to enter the room, was suddenly sent flying backward like a cannonball, causing Blade to feel a chill.

A figure dressed in medieval armor, holding a greatsword in his right hand and a shield in his left, leaped out of the room in an instant, the broadsword slashing down on his silver sword.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere. The newcomer seemed to be even stronger than him, instantly forcing Blade's body to retreat continuously.

His gaze fixed on the warrior who looked as if he had stepped out of the Middle Ages, and a look of solemnity finally flashed across his dark, blade-like face.

The newcomer was none other than Drake, the progenitor of vampires.

They had met in a building a few days ago, but unfortunately the guy escaped. Although they didn't fight seriously, Blade was still on high alert.

This guy is the kind of person who can drive Lin Jue away!

A sinister smile curled at the corner of Drake's lips as he looked at the imposing man in front of him, whose aura was inexplicable, while a strange glint shone in his eyes.

"Humans and vampires? What a wonderful combination!"

However, Blade had no intention of discussing his background with him. He instantly leaped forward, slashing with his silver sword. As the greatsword and silver sword clashed, the two figures swiftly moved through the hall.

Dangdang Dangdang!

In just a moment, the two were locked in a fierce battle, and a hint of admiration flashed in Drake's eyes. He recognized Blade's fighting skills, and considering Blade's identity as a descendant of vampires, he even gave him a higher evaluation than Lin Jue.

At that moment, above the hall, a vampire grinned maliciously, raising his gun and aiming it at the blade that was fighting Drake.

Just as he was about to fire, an arrow pierced through his body in an instant. A flash of fire appeared where the arrow struck, and he let out a scream before turning to ashes on the spot.

Meanwhile, vampires who emerged from the other passage to provide support roared and charged toward Albert, who was firing arrows.

Albert, a seasoned vampire hunter, was completely unafraid when facing three vampires at the same time. He first swiftly shot one vampire to ashes with a clean arrow, and then the two sides engaged in close combat.

The silver dagger in his hand swiftly pierced through the vampires' bodies, but these vampires were clearly not to be trifled with.

Quickly dodging Albert's dagger, a vampire charged forward, intending to knock Albert to the ground. However, the next moment, his charging body slammed heavily into the longbow in Albert's hand.

A white laser flashed by, and his body instantly turned to ashes. This longbow could actually emit a dazzling incandescent light!

Seeing the dire situation, another vampire considered retiring, but Albert seized the opportunity and instantly pierced his throat with the dagger in his hand.

"roar!"

With a defiant roar, he too turned to ashes.

More and more vampires noticed the situation and, not daring to join the battle between Drake and Blade, rushed towards Albert.

At this moment, Albert's expression finally changed. Looking at the six or seven vampires, her eyes became serious. Just as she was about to make contact with the vampires, she became somewhat nervous.

A strange cry rang out from behind, and Hannibal's figure rushed to her side in a flash, holding a silver dagger in his hand, his face bearing an exaggerated arc.

He couldn't help but mock them as soon as he arrived, and in an instant all the vampires' expressions changed drastically. Even the vampires who had been hesitant rushed over.

Seeing this scene made Albert want to turn around and give his teammate, who loves to talk trash, a loving punch!

Seeing the vampires swarming towards him, Hannibal seemed to realize that he had exaggerated the problem.

The moment the two made contact, a fierce battle broke out. Although Hannibal was somewhat unreliable, his fighting skills were obviously not bad. He was even able to hold his own against the vampires, who had a relative advantage in strength and speed. He single-handedly took on two vampires, quickly weaving between them, blocking attacks while launching rapid counterattacks.

The scene was interspersed with his occasional bursts of fragrant language, making it seem quite unusual.

However, Albert on the other side was much more relaxed, thanks to Hannibal's constant barrage of words, which had indeed attracted most of the hatred.

Only three vampires attacked her; the majority of the remaining vampires charged toward Hannibal.

Seeing that there were more and more vampires, Hannibal sensed that something was wrong and took the lead in running back the way he came, not forgetting to taunt as he ran.

The two men, locked in fierce combat below, paid no heed to the commotion above. Their blades slammed heavily against the wall as they stared intently at Drake, who grinned, revealing crocodile-like fangs, and roared at them.

With a slight glint in his eyes, Blade feigned pain, and the next moment, Drake rushed forward, his greatsword slashing fiercely at him. Just as the greatsword was about to strike Blade...

He swiftly drew his silver sword, quickly tossed the greatsword aside, and then delivered a powerful kick to Drake's abdomen.

This sudden attack sent Drake flying backwards; the power of the blade was not to be underestimated.

The figure rushed forward quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the blade was in front of Drake, who was in a daze, and delivered a powerful punch to the side of his face.

In an instant, Drake's body slammed heavily into the glass wall on one side, shattering the glass instantly, and his body crashed heavily into the wall of the building.

His face contorted in mid-air, gradually transforming into a monster. At this moment, Drake was furious about his defeat in battle.

As he slammed into the wall, he turned around, stomped hard on the wall, and suddenly rushed in front of Daofeng, grabbing his body tightly and throwing him to the ground.

boom!

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