American comics: The Savior Who Started with Vampires

Chapter 94 Kyle's Defection

The hidden factory in the East District...

"Ahhh..."

With blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, Kyle, his face filled with ecstasy, slowly laid the convulsing man down.

Feeling the power surging within him, he was filled with ecstasy as he gazed at the afterglow of the setting sun outside the factory. He tentatively extended his blood-stained hand slowly into the sunlight.

Instantly, a burning pain, like being scorched by flames, made his face twitch, and he withdrew his hand, which was now spontaneously combusting and emitting wisps of smoke.

"Can't even withstand the ultraviolet radiation intensity of the sunset?"

His voice carried a hint of regret, yet his face showed no sign of dejection.

He slowly turned around and looked at the factory, now shrouded in darkness. At this moment, he was the only living person left in the vast factory.

That's right. After deciding to betray the Assassin's Guild, he directly killed everyone inside the factory. He was never a soft-hearted person.

He walked into the darkness of the factory, waiting until the night was deep.

Call ~

A figure leaped down from a treetop. The man in black, carrying a long knife on his back, jumped straight to the factory gate. Looking at the empty space outside, he frowned slightly.

He was ordered to come here to pick up Dr. Kyle, who was supposed to be detained.

As he slowly walked into the quiet factory, his eyes narrowed slightly as he ventured deeper inside, sensing an unusual atmosphere.

pat!

The sensation under his feet startled him slightly. He lifted his foot, and some sticky liquid adhered to the ground. He took a sniff, and a faint smell of blood filled his nostrils.

snort~

His head instinctively turned to the side, and a dagger grazed his neck.

His exceptional reflexes allowed him to dodge the attack and instantly draw the long sword from his back, slashing it down on the attacker's shoulder.

"what!"

The dark figure instantly collapsed to the ground, clutching his shoulder and showing pain.

The long sword in his hand was pointed directly at the forehead of the man in front of him, whose face was still unclear.

"Who goes there!"

The man in black shouted in a deep voice. With a flash of fire, he looked in shock at the man who had fallen to the ground, his face haggard and covered in blood.

"Dr. Kyle?"

His tone carried a hint of doubt, and then his eyes quickly scanned his surroundings, as if he were on guard against an enemy hiding in the shadows.

"The Trial Council breached this place, and for some reason, they let me go..."

Kyle looked pained, clutching his shoulder, and said with a hint of "fear".

"The Trial Council!"

Upon hearing this recently renowned name, the man in black became extremely wary, his eyes scanning his surroundings quickly and alertly, as if some terrifying monster was lurking in the darkness.

"Ahem, I think you should take me out of here first!"

He stepped back, slowly moving in front of Kyle. The man in black stared intently into the darkness, then grabbed Kyle by the collar and pulled him close.

A flash of light appeared.

"what!"

Kyle let out a scream, his face contorted in pain, clutching his other arm tightly as the man in black slashed his other arm with another blow.

Looking at his white robe, which was completely stained with blood, the man in black felt a little relieved. That last strike had almost crippled Kyle.

Walking ahead, his attention was now focused entirely on the surroundings of the factory. He didn't completely trust Kyle's words; he wanted to investigate the current state of the factory.

Sensing the faltering footsteps behind him, and glancing around, he soon arrived in front of a guard covered in blood, whose head had been severed.

"Um?"

Looking at the gruesome wound on the neck and the obvious cut from a sharp blade, the man in black couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise and doubt. The next moment, as if realizing something, he quickly turned around to look.

With the intruder moving at an extraordinary speed, his body was instantly knocked to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

The continuous gunshots echoed through the silent factory. The force was no less than his own. As he was knocked down, Kyle did not hesitate to draw the pistol that he had prepared long ago, and instantly pulled the trigger, emptying the magazine.

puff!

Blood spurted out, and the sharp blade in his hand slashed fiercely at Kyle, who was undergoing some kind of change, but Kyle dodged it in an instant.

"What are you doing!"

The man in black coughed up blood, his face pale as he roared angrily, his eyes fixed on Kyle, whose arms he had severed.

"You think you can control me like this?"

Kyle chuckled softly, slowly revealing his bare arm. The wound inflicted by the longsword had completely healed, and there was no trace of the injury.

Upon seeing this change, the man in black's pupils contracted sharply.

boom!

In the moment of losing his composure, Kyle seized the opportunity to quickly draw his second gun and fire. This time, his terrible marksmanship finally caught up with him, and he instantly hit the man in black in the head.

He leaned back and fell heavily to the ground. Looking at the black-clad man whose eyes were trembling and who seemed to still have a faint breath, Kyle grinned maliciously, then revealed his long fangs in the man's somewhat terrified eyes.

Inside the factory, now shrouded in darkness once more, came the sound of liquid being sucked...

"This feeling..."

Slowly standing up, a look of ecstasy appeared in his eyes. The extraordinary blood seed in the black-clad man's body had been completely absorbed by him. Feeling the surge of power within his body, Kyle narrowed his eyes, a flash of blood-red light appearing in them. He slowly took off his blood-red robe, revealing his strong, muscular body.

Looking at the man in black whose neck had been bitten off, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"I never imagined that consuming your blood would bring me such a significant boost. Perhaps even the Blood God himself is unaware of this!"

After glancing at the now-silent factory, Kyle's figure blurred into a blur and quickly disappeared into the vast night.

After a long while, accompanied by a slight whistling sound.

A series of dark figures rushed straight out of the dense forest. The leader was a burly man in black. His gaze swept over the now dark factory, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness. The men in black behind him followed closely, all of them silent.

The factory lights were turned on, and mangled corpses were laid out in front of the factory gate.

The burly man made a phone call, recounting what had happened. Only after reporting all the details did he approach the only man in black among the group.

Looking at the neck that looked like it had been torn apart by a wild beast, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

His pale, inelastic skin caused his pupils to contract slightly.

"His blood has been drained!"

A slightly low voice slowly rang out. After hanging up the phone, the burly man looked solemnly at the brightly lit Gotham Night Market in the distance.

(End of this chapter)