Lord of Cinder in American Comics

Setting down his weapon, Blade solemnly said to Ash, "If there's anything I need to do, I'll do my best to accomplish it!"

Ash turned to Frank and said, "You brought us here, what do you want to ask?"

"Ahem, Brooks, we wanted to ask what the vampires have been up to lately? We just wiped out a group of vampires. They've gotten too arrogant lately, daring to make their move directly in densely populated areas."

Upon hearing Frank's words, Blade took out a stack of files from the cabinet and placed them in front of Ash, saying, "These are the missing persons I've investigated; they were all abducted by vampires."

After invading from another dimension, this group of trash has been using the previous deaths and attrition to continuously collect special individuals.

The blade points to the birth dates of these missing persons, demonstrating the difference in the vampires' actions.

"The missing persons all fall within a specific timeframe, and of course, many of them are young women, or rather, virgins."

At this point, everyone present understood that this was an operation to gather people for a sacrifice, and the vampires were definitely planning something big.

Ash thought of Sithon, who had just left. The first vampire on Earth was created using the dark book he left behind. If the vampires were to make any moves this time, it would definitely be related to Sithon.

Ash put away the documents, intending to take them back as evidence later.

"By the way, could you show us your weapons? We might need to rearm our combat troops."

Considering that his men needed to rely on the shotguns from the tanks to deal with these vampires, and that ordinary weapons were simply not enough to kill them, and that most vampires were hunting in the city, making it difficult to use heavy weapons like tanks and missiles.

Blade responded immediately to Ashe's request.

He removed his weapons and laid them out in front of Ash, introducing them as follows: "This is a silver longsword, silver darts, a teak dagger, anticoagulant, garlic spray, and a UV bomb..."

Blade removed the magazine from the gun, ejected the special silver bullets, and handed them to Ash.

"These are silver bullets, specially made by me. Although the wind resistance of my own design isn't great, I've increased the propellant and enlarged the caliber, so they can basically kill one with a single shot. If you need them, I can provide you with a batch..."

Chapter 175: Half-price, half-free, buy one get one free

Blade's words elicited a strange laugh from Stark. Stark knew how rich Ash was; he had even previously pulled out precious metals that could maintain Stark Industries' stock price without batting an eye.

However, Stark, knowing his limits, kept his mouth shut.

He reached out and picked up the Blademaster's bullet, then ran his wristwatch over it, revealing a clear scratch.

Stark noticed the problem and asked Blade, "It's pure silver? Didn't you add other metals to increase its hardness?"

Blade shook his head, reached out and pulled open his clothes, pointed to the non-existent wound on his abdomen and said, "I did this before, but the vampire didn't die immediately. Instead, it hit me back and even ruptured my kidney."

Since then, I've only used pure silver weapons. Any bullet that hits those vampires, even if it's only slightly delayed, will injure myself.

Looking at the non-existent wounds on Blade's body, Stark tried to imagine this strange combat environment, but ultimately put down the bullet in his hand.

Stark, who happened to have some assets he needed to sell, approached Ash and said, "I have an automated bullet production line. As long as there is enough silver, at the latest, at least 500,000 silver bullets will be delivered by tomorrow morning."

If bullets are made of silver, silver has a density of 10.53 g/cm³, while copper has a density of 8.9 g/cm³. Silver is also 0.3 less hard than copper. Therefore, silver bullets would be more effective at causing damage than copper bullets.

"Stark, are you in such a hurry to make a move?"

Shrugging, Stark waved his hand dismissively and said, "It's what you need right now! But Stark can give you a discount; the entire production line will only cost you 30% of what you paid. I'll also throw in 5 tons of industrial silver."

"I haven't decided yet to buy your stuff..."

"It's too late. Your order has already been sent to the factory, and production has stopped. The shipment of silver has already begun. Come here to sign, and we'll use your previous sponsorship funds to pay."

Stark projected a virtual contract onto the table in front of Ash from his wristwatch, with the words "Please sign here" written in large letters below the contract.

This was the first time Ash had ever encountered such a forced sale. However, given the current situation, Ash still signed her name on the virtual contract on the table.

Stark retracted the contract and said somewhat theatrically, "Congratulations on becoming the owner of a fully automated weapons production plant. If it were before, I would have sent you a case of champagne to celebrate."

The two finished a business deal in just a few words, leaving Blade and Whistler, who were watching from the sidelines, somewhat unsure of what to do.

Blade looked at the countless zeros above and turned to Frank, asking, "Is your boss that rich?"

"Rich? I've been working with him for almost ten years, and I've never seen him worry about money. I suspect this guy is richer than all those rich dogs in the Middle East combined."

Blade's speechless remark: As a vampire hunter, once the silver bullets are used, they are basically irretrievable. In order to save money, he uses substitutes such as garlic extract and ultraviolet light.

Who would have thought that wealthy families buy bullets in production lines? They can produce 500,000 bullets before midnight!

Stark even kindly marked the countdown for Ashe to see the bullets reaching the Control Bureau base. Looking at the time on her hand, Ashe instantly felt bored.

The current control bureau has all the necessary support in the wild, including armored vehicles, tanks, and air strikes. Even when fighting special species like vampires, they can use their firepower advantage to engage in a water-spraying battle.

Now that Blade had resolved his problems, and Ash hadn't said anything about needing his help, Blade decided to go out and kill a few vampires to celebrate.

Just as Blade was reassembling her gear, Ashe's hoarding tendencies flared up again.

Ash used to have a hoarding problem, which was related to weapons in Dark Souls. She felt uneasy if she didn't have a complete collection of various weapons. And for her favorite weapon, she would have a full set of enhancements and enchantments.

For example, he himself has thirty Lothric straight swords with various enchantments and enhancements, fifteen of which are enchanted and enhanced to +10, and the remaining fifteen are also enchanted and enhanced to +10, but they are just spares.

Ever since Ash started changing the Dark Souls world, somehow his hoarding habit has turned into collecting superheroes.

Roland, the gunslinger from Middle-earth, was just tricked into staying on Earth and is now teaching archery in the army.

The vampire hunter Blade, who was right in front of him, was not someone he could afford to miss.

Ash stopped Blade, who was about to head out for some fun, and said, "Brooks, let's just call you Blade Warrior, it'll sound better that way."

"Have you ever thought about how long you'll be able to kill all these vampires if you keep hunting them like this?"

He slung his longsword over his shoulder, his eyes filled with determination and devotion, before he even put on his sunglasses. He said to Ash, "As long as I kill, I'll kill them all sooner or later. I'll keep hunting these trash until the moment I die."

Whistler looked at Blade, whom he had raised, with a mixture of satisfaction and emotion, and took a sip of garlic extract while holding his shotgun.

"What I mean is, would you like to come to the Control Bureau? They're now in charge of this kind of thing and can offer you some help, like with your few remaining bullets..."

Ash pointed to the bullet storage in the room; there were only a few boxes of bullets left in the safe.

Blade did not immediately accept Ash's invitation. He had indeed cooperated with the official team before, but it ended badly. However, Ash had just resolved his physical problems, and it would not be the right thing to do to refuse her now.

Seeing Blade's hesitation, Ash explained to him, "You can go and take a look. If there's anything about the Control Bureau that you don't like, or if you feel there's anything wrong with the Control Bureau, you can leave at any time, and I won't stop you."

Having said all that, Blade was also tempted, but he still looked at Whistler, wanting to hear what Whistler had to say.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not your father. You can make your own decisions."

Whistler sipped his garlic-infused whiskey, handing the choice back to Blade.

"Can I leave anytime?"

"I will never stop you if you want to."

After confirming again, Blade walked to Ash's side, stood still, and waited for Ash's orders.

However, after recruiting Blade, Ash turned her attention to Whistler.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not... cough cough... Blade, I'm not Blade."

Ash understood that Whistler was the vampire hunter who trained Blades. Although he was limping now, his abilities were not to be underestimated. As long as Whistler was brought over, thousands of Blades would be easy to capture. Even if others did not have Blades' combat power and physical qualities, who would complain about the improvement in their subordinates' combat capabilities?

"Blade needs to go deep into the front lines to hunt vampires, and the other warriors need an experienced instructor to teach them how to fight vampires. No one can compare to you in training a strong warrior like Blade, so please come with us!"

Ash's flattery hit Whistler right where it hurts. Imagining the grand spectacle of training even more vampire hunters, Whistler finally agreed.

## Chapter 176: 50,000 shots, contributing to the community

Both Blade and Whistler accepted Ash's invitation to pass on their skills to the Bureau of Control's soldiers. Under Whistler's guidance, the soldiers outside began moving the items Whistler had requested out of the warehouse.

But the Blade's stronghold was not abandoned. Whistler and Blade carefully sealed away the remaining items and attached detonators to the explosives in various corners.

On the return journey, the convoy was accompanied by two new soldiers and instructors.

After settling Blade and Whistler, Ash returned to his drafty office. The window he had smashed hadn't been repaired due to the emergency, and now that it was late at night, it was difficult to find someone to clean it up.

And so, accompanied by the cold wind of the night, Ash began her all-night work in this office.

The next morning, the convoy outside started working, carrying the bullets that Ash had just received.

A total of 450,000 bullets were delivered to the control bureau. Ash distributed the remaining 50,000 bullets to the group of assassins in the community, informing them of the current situation. Distributing bullets was also a contribution to the community.

At this moment, Anderson acted as the quartermaster, taking stock of the somewhat expensive bullets and storing them in the armory.

Kassel rushed to the control center, registered outside, and then hurriedly found his mother and daughter.

Kassel has recently been playing their investigative game with Beckett, staying out all night. In addition, Martha and Alex did not tell Kassel what happened last night, so Kassel is unaware of what happened last night.

Kassel returned home this morning but did not see his family. He assumed they were at the shrine, but when he arrived, he only found the Fire Keeper.

After the Fire Keeper explained the situation, Kassel finally arrived at the Control Bureau and breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that his mother and daughter were unharmed.

Relieved, Cassell, under Anderson's hostile gaze, took a silver bullet and asked Ash beside him, "Which is more damaging to vampires, this or the bullet from the church pistol you gave me?"

“Caselle, making mercury bullets requires thirty points of intelligence to use the corresponding spell, not to mention how to solidify the spell afterwards. Hmm~ the requirement of thirty points of intelligence is probably exponentially higher than that of an ordinary person.”

Thinking of the church pistol and mercury bullets in his hand, Cassel threw the bullets back into the ammunition box, attracting Anderson's glare that seemed intent on killing him.

Whether it was because she hadn't rested well or for some other reason, Martha yawned and handed a note to Ash.

Ash took the note and looked at the place names written on it. Kassel, who was next to her, also saw it and said what the locations on the note were.

“These are the places Martha listed for me that I absolutely must not go, and they include several famous members-only nightclubs.”

Comparing the situation to last night, Ash understood that this was Martha's way of taking revenge. As a former top Broadway actress, Martha's social skills were among the best in New York. Moreover, Cassel's father, who never showed his face, was also a senior CIA agent. Obtaining this kind of information was a piece of cake for him.

Ash took the slip of paper and marked all the locations on the terminal Stark provided, planning to settle the accounts later.

Similarly, Whistler and Blade also found Ash at this time.

Kassel, ever the curious child, started circling around the all-black Blade in his leather jacket and pants, observing him closely. Kassel finally stopped, unable to bear Kassel's gaze any longer, and reached for the long sword on his back.

"I was going back to the warehouse today to get something, but I found that the warehouse had been hacked and the bombs I had planted had been detonated."

From the backup of the surveillance footage, I discovered that after they left last night, a small team of combat personnel entered the warehouse, then endured an explosion, and incredibly, some of them managed to escape.

Whistler showed the video footage to Ash, which indeed showed a group of somewhat carefree combat personnel, wearing full-body armor, entering the warehouse.

After the violent explosion and flames, the group of combatants, patting the flames off their bodies, walked out of the warehouse, which had been reduced to a sea of ​​fire.

The only creature capable of withstanding such an attack and still standing is not human, and the only one with a grudge against Blade is a vampire.

Kassel was puzzled. He and Beckett had only parted ways that morning, and as the police chief's know-it-all, there was no way he hadn't heard about such a violent explosion.

When Cassel explained his doubts to those around him, Whistler thought he was being somewhat naive.

"Child, there is no shortage of brainless people in this world. They are willing to do anything for the slightest hope of immortality. Vampires have developed a large number of vampire clans, just to do this kind of thing."

Cassell nodded and said, "I know that. Ash mentioned the Hag race, but apart from those present, I haven't heard anyone mention vampires. It's as if they don't exist."