Chapter 95 Skrull Blood God (715 please subscribe!!)
After Locke said "I'm not", "I didn't", and "Don't talk nonsense" three times in a row, the Skrull disguised as Quinn was completely silent.
Although Locke denied it.
But...
Please, everyone is not a fool.
If you really don't want the Blood God to be born, then why are you sitting there?
Come on.
Why don't you come up and kill me.
The fake Quinn looked at Locke who was sitting on the ground with a gloomy face, as if he came to eat melons and watch the show.
"You provoked us first."
"Heh."
Locke, who was sitting on the ground, heard this and sneered: "Provoked you, if I remember correctly, you killed my special forces first."
The fake Quinn's face was dark.
"You 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 your people can rest in peace."
"Hehe."
Hearing this, the fake Quinn sneered.
"Would you be so kind?"
"What else?"
"You just want to take away the bodies of my people, dissect them, and make our existence known to the public."
"Your existence? What kind of existence do you have?"
"We Skrulls..."
The fake Quinn spoke subconsciously, and then saw the playful smile on Locke's face, and instantly chose to shut up.
But...
Locke had already obtained the evidence he wanted to present in court.
The fake Quinn's face was uncertain, staring at Locke, who was sitting on the ground with an even bigger smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know how you know about our existence, but you will die here."
Locke raised his eyebrows and looked surprised.
"Really?"
"That's great."
"In that case, then hurry up, after all, everyone is in a hurry."
"Summon the Blood God as soon as possible and finish the work as soon as possible."
"After I chop off the Blood God and finish the things here, I will have fun with you Skrulls."
"Don't you want to play?"
"Let's play slowly."
"Let's see whether you kill me first or I kill you first."
Locke held his chin with one hand, looking at the fake Quinn on the stone platform, and said the coldest words with a smiling expression.
Since the Skrulls intend to be his enemy, they are enemies.
When dealing with enemies, Locke always pays attention to cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.
As for the question of who started it first mentioned by the Skrull just now?
Who started it first, this question is no longer important.
Things have developed to this point, and Locke is too lazy to care about right and wrong.
Anyway, his people died first, and it was the Skrulls who attacked.
That's enough.
So...
Either the Skrulls are removed from the Earth.
Or he dies.
There is no third way to choose.
What's more, the Skrulls are now disguised as vampires, not only trying to provoke a war between humans and vampires, but also planning to summon the Blood God to destroy the world.
Sure enough.
Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts.
These alien refugees have wolfish ambitions!
Locke smiled and looked at the Skrulls on the stone platform, whose faces changed three times after hearing his naked threat: "I hope your backer, Nick Fury, will stand up to protect you after knowing that you not only disguised yourself as vampires to try to provoke a war between us humans and supernatural creatures, but also resurrected the Blood God to try to destroy the world."
While speaking.
He shook the camouflage camera that he had put on again before coming in front of the fake.
He recorded the conversation just now.
The fake looked at the pocket camera in Luke's hand, his eyes spitting fire, wishing to eat Locke's flesh and drink Locke's blood.
"You deserve to die."
"Then come and kill me quickly."
Locke stood up from the steps and taunted the counterfeit directly: "You don't know how to summon, do you? Or, after you Skrulls disguised as vampires, you can't get their memories like you disguised as humans?"
The counterfeit ignored Locke, but his eyes turned from endless anger to an endless cold stare at Locke.
Just then.
Ding Dong!
Ding Dong!
The crisp bell sound suddenly echoed throughout the sacrificial hall at this moment.
Locke looked in the direction where the sound came from.
In sight.
The huge clock on the wall was showing that the time had come to twelve o'clock in the afternoon.
The next second.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha."
"The time has come, the blood god has revived."
"Locke Underwood."
"Get ready for your doomsday."
The counterfeit on the stone platform suddenly laughed out loud and opened his arms.
At this moment, as the bell rang at twelve o'clock, the blood in the blood troughs around the stone platform seemed to be boiling.
It kept bubbling up.
In the blink of an eye.
The bell stopped.
And the blood in the blood trough seemed to be resurrected, rising from all sides of the stone platform and gathering in the sky.
It only took a blink of an eye for it to gather from one point into a large blood ball.
Then.
Boom!
The big blood ball crashed down towards the counterfeit on the stone platform. When it was about to hit the counterfeit, countless tentacles of blood sprang out from the big blood ball.
Countless tentacles of blood were like monsters, tightly clinging to every corner of the counterfeit's body.
Then……
A humanoid-like creature slowly formed from the writhing movement of large blood cells, and then slowly walked into the counterfeit from behind at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"ah!"
"roar!"
The counterfeit raised his head and roared at this moment. With the fusion of blood and human, his eyes completely changed towards black and red at this moment.
Locke felt the counterfeit's sudden surge of aura, put away the joking smile on his face, and stood up from the steps.
Seeing this, the four Skrulls disguised as vampires behind the counterfeit appeared in front of Locke and tried to stop him...
Locke dodged and passed by the four impostors before they had time to react.
A flash of silver light flashed.
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Locke, who had his back turned to the four Skrulls, shook away the blood drops on the soft silver sword in his hand without looking back.
Blood drops fell to the ground.
behind.
The four headless vampires spontaneously combusted in an instant, bringing Locke a huge amount of extraordinary points.
"bite! 』
"Kill successful!" 』
"Obtain extraordinary points: "15""
"Current extraordinary points: "346""
The silver soft sword in Locke's hand swayed, and then the soft sword circled, turning directly into a silver bracelet on his arm.
This soft silver sword was also produced by Sentinel Weapons Laboratory.
Added memory metal, it has strong plasticity and is easy to carry.
These days, Locke has been wrapped around his waist.
He thought about using it as a belt, but then he thought that if he had to use it one day, he would have to fight by holding on to his pants.
Locke simply wrapped it around his waist.
There is something to say.
A gentleman hides his weapon in his body and waits for the time to move.
only……
This time I have extraordinary points, but no new extraordinary abilities?
Why.
Locke glanced at the counterfeit Quen who was still shouting and screaming on the stone platform, and his whole body was filled with the strong aura of blood. He turned to look at the four extra piles of ashes on the ground, thinking curiously in his heart.
The Skrulls are perfectly camouflaged creatures.
They can perfectly disguise what they want to disguise.
But success is also perfect, failure is also perfect.
Vampires are very strong, but vampires also have many weaknesses.
Locke seemed to be sitting on the floor just now, but he had been observing these four fake vampires.
The blood still remaining at the corner of the mouth of an impostor made Locke think of a possibility.
And now.
The deaths of these four Skrull vampires undoubtedly verified Locke's suspicions.
Since the Skrulls chose to disguise themselves as vampires, naturally, they also inherited all the shortcomings that vampires have.
"Right."
"Is it because of the judgment?"
"The Skrulls disguise themselves as ordinary people, so the system determines that ordinary people are not extraordinary creatures and cannot obtain extraordinary points."
"But if the Skrulls disguise themselves as vampires, they are considered extraordinary creatures. Therefore, they have extraordinary points?"
Locke raised his eyebrows, thinking of this possibility.
but……
Whether it is true or not remains to be verified.
Just think about this.
Locke set his sights on the stone platform again, looking at Scrooge, who was almost surrounded by a large blood cocoon.
Just then.
Bo!
The big blood cocoon on the stone platform was like a black hole collapsing. In just one breath, it quickly collapsed and shrank towards the middle of the blood cocoon.
The next second.
A wild smile suddenly sounded.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
"strength."
"Perfect power."
"If our tribe had this kind of power, we would have been beaten to the point of annihilation by the Kree."
Scroogeon, who reappeared on the stone platform, seemed to have been reborn, laughing, feeling the extremely majestic blood and infinite power in his body at this moment.
Locke listened to Scrooge's words and interrupted with a sneer: "You'd better think carefully about how to exterminate you when I get out."
Upon hearing this, Scrooge's eyes suddenly fell on Locke.
"Rock Underwood!"
"Grandpa is here."
"hehe."
"I know you're a vampire hybrid too."
"But so what."
"I am now a blood god."
"No matter what happens today, you will die. It's just a difference between a happy death and a very painful death."
"Guess, will your death be painful or happy?"
Scrooge smiled instead of angry, standing on the stone platform with a relaxed posture, and now he did not take Locke into his eyes at all.
Locke also smiled.
He looked at Scroogeon on the stone platform: "It seems that the ability brought to you by the Blood God is so powerful that it gives you the illusion that you can kill me."
Scrooge laughed sullenly.
"You don't understand the horror of this power at all. You are just a vampire hybrid, and I am the Blood God."
"Yeah?"
Locke looked at Scruquin thoughtfully: "Then guess how you will die today."
Scruquin: "..."
