Chapter 18 Blood God, Frost
"Huh? What the hell is this place?"
Ling Zhan, who followed the painter, came to an unknown place.
The weather here is different from anywhere else.
Looking at the lightning flashing in the clouds, it seemed like it was going to rain.
There was a thunderstorm, but the painter had to be dealt with!
Ling Zhan walked among the rocks, alert to his surroundings.
"Can you smell it?"
"No, it's like he just disappeared from the face of the earth."
Ling Zhan was shocked to hear Zaruba's answer. He didn't expect the other party to be so defensive.
"Knight of the Ring, I have been preparing to defend myself against you guys just in case, but I didn't expect you to find out so quickly!"
"You've harmed so many people, are you at ease?"
"Haha, they all died for art, it's their honor!"
"What a lunatic, it seems that Hola has twisted your heart into a demon."
"We'll talk about it after you survive, hahahahaha..."
As soon as the painter finished speaking, a barrier appeared, covering Ling Zhan.
At the same time, a bunch of low-level Horas attacked Ling Zhan.
"Bad luck!" Ling Zhan covered his forehead.
Ling Zhan had to take some time to deal with these low-level Horas.
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Palace of Eternal Night.
"Hey, you've had enough..." The man came to the signal location.
"Hiss... I. Want. to. Kill. Frost!" Blade's teeth were covered in blood.
After absorbing enough blood, Blade regained his strength, and he, the Daywalker, is back!
The black woman goes ahead to stop the ritual and buy time for Blade.
"Look, who did I catch?"
When the man came in, he found a vampire and subdued him. He wanted to kill him, but Blade came out and greeted him first.
"Eric, I am your mother, you... won't kill me..."
Miriam's voice trembled. She... didn't want to die!
Blade grabbed his mother and he leaned over to Miriam's ear.
"Pfft!"
Miriam's eyes were filled with shock, panic, and fear...
"I have to...put you out of this pain!"
"what……"
Miriam could feel the damage Silver was doing to the vampire and she roared in pain.
Meanwhile, the altar.
A drop of blood gathered from the blade above dripped onto Frost's forehead.
"boom!"
A bolt of lightning struck down, then split, hitting the purebloods standing in a circle.
They also screamed in pain and convulsed all over.
After a while, the purebloods lost their flesh bodies and their skeletons flew out like bats.
They wandered in the Palace of Eternal Night, and then rushed towards Frost.
They passed through Frost, shuttling back and forth.
Frost could feel the power coming in, but the process came at a cost.
pain!
Heartbreaking pain!
Blood gradually filled his pupils.
"Here, man," the man tossed a vest jacket to Blade.
"Thanks, Punisher, how did you know that?"
"An old man, sort of, who brought me here."
"Whistler! He's not dead?"
"do not know."
"If that's true..." Blade smiled.
"Okay, stop wasting time, Blade!"
"OK, let's go!"
Two men ran handsomely towards Frost's location.
It’s time for all this to end!
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"I think you should come out. You have no other means."
Ling Zhan used Zaruba to sharpen the sword.
"You are worthy of being a Knight of the Ring, but... are you sure you still have the strength to deal with me now?"
A triumphant laugh echoed, and the painter appeared in the distance.
"It's a round-robin battle, I understand!" Ling Zhan raised the corner of his mouth with disdain.
"Knight of the Ring, you are finished!"
The painter took off his glasses and threw them aside, and wings grew behind him.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."
Ling Zhan blocked the flying feather arrows, and the opponent also revealed his true form.
It has a rooster's head, rows of sharp teeth in its pointed beak, its arms and body are connected by a pair of small wings, its body is pitch black, and its eyes are red.
"Chirp..."
With a sinister cry, the painter swung his hands and arrows crossed and swept towards Ling Zhan.
Ling Zhan used the cover around him to avoid the attacks.
"The Lord of the Rings Knight, nothing more than that!"
In the painter's view, Ling Zhan's movements were exhausting and he avoided the real and attacked the virtual.
"Swish!" The painter rushed over.
"Qiang!"
The white sword light was as loud as thunder and as fast as lightning.
"Hey!"
"Ah......" One of the painter's arms was chopped off, and the flying arm disappeared.
Ling Zhan had already grasped the painter's position and identified his location by listening to the sound.
He seized the opportunity and rushed out with a sword. The sharp soul steel sword easily cut off the painter's arm.
"How... is it possible?"
"What a shame I couldn't chop your head off. You're nothing special. You're not strong enough as a mid-level Hora."
"No...no, I don't want to die here!"
The painter threw out the arrow again, and while Ling Zhan was responding, he immediately ran towards the Palace of Eternal Night.
"Yeah, you can really run!"
Ling Zhan raised his eyebrows and had to chase after him again.
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The center of the Palace of Eternal Night.
"Frost!"
The King of Blades returns, takes out Frost's followers at the scene, and brings back his handsome sunglasses.
"Oh, come on, Blade!" Frost also held a silver knife and looked at Blade with a smile.
To be precise, that knife also has a blade.
Blade took long strides and ran towards Frost.
With a somersault, he arrived at the altar.
In the center of the altar, there are two vampires, both of whom are hybrids.
One is the offspring of a human and a vampire, and the other is a human transformed into a vampire.
Two mixed-races!
"Ding!"
"Qiang!"
Swords clashed, and both sides swung their blades. From time to time, they retreated and advanced, attacking and defending properly.
As the fighting here intensified, the other followers also rushed here upon hearing the noise.
“Thump, thump, thump, thump…”
"Huh..." The Punisher puffed out smoke.
He loaded the magazine with extremely fast hand speed and held the modified high-powered howitzer in his right hand.
He looked at the cigar in his left hand...
"Goodbye, you sewer scum!"
He dropped the cigar into the gap on the right.
"Hoo...Hoo...Hoo." (Falling)
"Huh!" (burning)
The cigar head brushed against a thin filament, which then lit up.
"Boom!"
A vampire passes through one place.
"boom!"
A bomb dropped right above him and exploded.
One after another, the set bombs fell one after another.
Almost none of the vampires who came rushing over had their heads blown to pieces!
One minute, the bomb feast is over, and it's time to serve the main course.
The Punisher takes the initiative, waiting is not his style.
He gradually walked towards the exit, shooting every living person he found.
Howitzer in the left hand, pistol in the right hand.
Powerful fire suppression, a silver weapon that is the nemesis of vampires.
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"and many more."
Coulson led his men to the entrance and attacked all the way over. This time the vampires were definitely planning something, otherwise there wouldn't be so many private armed forces suddenly gathered here!
At the entrance, he vaguely heard an explosion.
Being cautious, he chose to find out the truth.
As the explosions grew louder, Coulson was certain that someone had broken into the vampire camp.
If he had to ask who it was, he could only think of one person.
Blade!
The explosions stopped and the gunfire continued.
Coulson had the agents ambush on both sides, and he gradually heard someone coming.
"Hello, who are you?" Coulson asked, holding the gun.
“That’s how you ask people their names!” The other party was also cautious, hiding behind a stone wall, with shadows covering him.
"Sorry, we can't guarantee that you are human."
"Heh, what did Nick Fury teach you!"
"Do you know our commander?"
"Go back and tell Nick Fury not to do anything unnecessary. Also, Bayina Wine House!"
After waiting for a while, there was no movement. Coulson and his men slowly went in, but there was no one in sight.
"Who is he?"
Coulson didn't want to think too much and should focus on the mission for now.
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"Damn it, he might have run in!"
Ling Zhan came to the outer wall of the Palace of Eternal Night.
Didn't he see the SHIELD people? Didn't the SHIELD agents find Ling Zhan?
Of course Ling Zhan discovered it. With Zaruba’s on-site scanner right here, how could he not discover it?
Ling Zhan used a little trick to lure those agents away.
"Go in, this is our duty."
"I understand," Ling Zhan took out a grappling hook (the kind used by Batman).
"Whoosh!"
"Hey...hey...that Knight of the Ring can't make it!"
Painter, no!
Now it is not the painter anymore, but the real Hora itself!
The painter's consciousness was suppressed by Hora!
"I smell a strong 'yin me'!"
It flapped its little wings and ran towards the window of the Palace of Eternal Night.
"You can't escape!"
"Shh!"
A loud shout and a burst of sword energy.
Deadly devil sound!
Hora quickly crawled through the window and avoided the magic fire sword energy.
"Ah...trouble!"
Ling Zhan took a step back and followed closely in.
"Ding ding ding ding ding ding..."
Blade and Frost (the remnant of the blood god) fought back and forth for a lot of times.
They chose to fight hard, and the two of them slashed at each other with their swords.
When there are more sparks, they become brilliant flames.
"Shh!"
"Hey!"
The blade was ultimately more powerful, and the sharp knife in his hand slashed diagonally to the lower left and cut off Frost's right hand.
Then, he slashed horizontally from left to right, in his usual style, quick knife!
Blade turned his back handsomely. Normally, if this happened, the vampire would definitely die.
"Oh wow... Ahahahaha, Blade, what a pity!"
At this moment, Frost did not have an expression of despair or pain, but a look of obsession.
His severed hand and his two halves of the body were indeed separated, but they were filled with bloody liquid.
The blood-colored liquid held the hands and two sections of the body tightly like jelly.
"What?" Blade turned his head and looked at Frost in disbelief.
"This is the power of the Blood God! The Blade."
Frost's parts connected and turned back into a complete individual without any trace on his body.
"Next..."
Frost laughed arrogantly.
He rushed towards Blade with knife in hand.
"It's round two!"
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