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Giant God Company, weapons research and development department.

Tommy came here and found the scientist in charge of the project.

"I need you to make a batch of pure silver bullets, the more the better."

"Pure silver bullets? This..."

The scientist was a little confused.

Although changing the material of the bullet may increase the power.

But the texture of silver is too soft, and it is easy to deform in the barrel, which will affect the lethality to a certain extent.

Moreover, compared with a series of materials such as lead, steel, and copper, the price of silver is relatively expensive.

Because of its soft characteristics, the process is also very troublesome. Even if it is finally made, the cost will be higher than normal, and the power may not be much improved.

However, although he knew that there were so many shortcomings, he did not express his attitude.

He is not that stupid.

He does what the boss says, and as for the cost issue, what does it have to do with him?

Anyway, his boss spends money.

Thinking of this, he quickly took the task and promised to design the drawings immediately and improve some firearms to adapt to the firing of pure silver bullets.

"In addition, I also need a portable strong ultraviolet lamp."

There are three treasures to deal with vampires, the cross, sunlight, and silver bullets.

Whether the cross works or not, let's put it aside for now.

But sunlight and silver bullets are the weaknesses of most vampires.

So, Tommy made such a request to the scientists.

After leaving the arms and weapons research and development department, he came to the top floor of the building and found Kurt Connors.

If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools.

Since he knew that the enemy was a vampire, he must make more preparations.

He thought about it and felt that relying on silver bullets and ultraviolet lamps alone might not be enough to deal with the situation.

After all, there are aliens like Blade Warrior in this world.

That guy has all the abilities of a vampire, but he doesn't have the weaknesses of a vampire.

Blade Warrior is not afraid of garlic, silver bullets, etc.

Even the most terrible sunlight is a piece of cake for him, and he can sunbathe on the beach.

Considering this, Tommy decided to start from a biological perspective to see what kind of inspiration Kurt Connors had and whether he could develop a universal weapon to restrain vampires.

As a scientist who believes in the truth, Kurt Connors is skeptical about the vampire.

In his opinion, vampires are just a legend, and people are afraid of vampire bats, so they make up stories.

However, since the boss asked him to do so, he couldn't refuse, so he had to think of a way.

"Maybe we can try anticoagulants."

In a short period of time, Kurt Connors could only think of such a way.

The key is that he has no experimental samples on hand and cannot make effective analysis.

Not to mention, as a doctor of biochemistry, out of professional curiosity, he really wants to see the so-called vampire.

If he can really get a test subject for his research, maybe he can break through many medical difficulties and bring more benefits to the general public.

"Don't worry, Dr. Connors, everything will be there, it's just a matter of time."

The difficulty in dealing with vampires has never been fighting, but where to find them.

As long as the lair of vampires is found, let alone one, even if there are ten or eight more, so many that Kurt Connors is bored, it is definitely not a problem.

While Tommy was busy here, the robbers who kidnapped Morbius were also busy preparing a mysterious sacrifice ceremony.

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Underground secret room.

In the altar made of countless boulders.

Michael Morbius was tied to the stone pillar in the middle, his face full of speechlessness, and he sighed helplessly and said:

"I'll say it for the last time, I'm really not the daywalker you said."

He is a scientific mutant, and Deacon Frost is a traditional magic stream.

The two people are not from the same faction at all, so how can he be regarded as a daywalker?

Unfortunately, no matter how he explained, Frost never listened and continued to command his men to work and complete the construction of the ritual altar.

"Finally... the Daywalker is in hand, and I'm finally done."

Looking at Mobius tied in the middle, Deacon's eyes were a little fierce.

He had a dream.

He dreamed that one day, vampires would be able to truly stand up and walk in the sun without being hurt by the sun.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

He dreamed that one day, in the land of America, they, the vampires, would rule all mankind and turn all the humans under the sky into their servants.

It was also because of his dream and ambition that he flipped through a lot of data files, trying to find an opportunity to make himself stronger.

Finally, in an ancient book that couldn't be any older, he found what he wanted.

It was a mysterious parchment, full of ancient texts that he couldn't understand.

After a lot of deciphering, he understood the content a little bit and found a mysterious and ancient sacrificial ritual from it.

Rumor has it that as long as there are twelve orthodox vampires and a special daywalker, they can.

At that time, he will be able to transform and ascend to become a blood god in one fell swoop, becoming invincible!

It is for this reason that he will attack Mobius.

Now, the Daywalker is in hand, and the arena for sacrifice is almost built.

The only thing he needs to do is to wait patiently.

Wait for the parchment to be decoded. At that time, he will act like thunder and control the twelve elders of the family at the first time, turning those guys into sacrifices for him to ascend to godhood.

At this time, a younger brother came outside the door and reported a message to him.

"Boss, someone is looking for you outside, saying that..."

Before the younger brother finished reporting, a man in a suit and leather shoes with a pale face pushed open the door and walked in on his own.

"Deacon Frost, follow me, the elders want to see you."

The arrogant attitude of the man in the suit made Deacon very unhappy.

Those damn old guys always rely on their status to order him around like a dog.

To be precise, he is not even as good as a dog.

The dog can get a bone after helping the master finish the work.

And what did he get after all the busy work?

With a hint of sternness in his eyes, Deacon did not lose his temper on the spot, but suppressed his anger and followed the man in the suit out of the room.

The parchment has not been translated yet, and now is not the time to do it.

As long as all the preparations are ready, those old guys will usher in their death!

When he came to the conference hall, more than a dozen family elders were already sitting in their seats, waiting for his arrival to continue the meeting.

Without rushing to sit down, Deacon first lit a cigarette, then walked to his seat carelessly, sat on it, and sat crookedly.

Such a rebellious performance made many vampire elders frown.

In the first seat, Elder Gataro also disliked Deacon, but today's meeting was very important. He didn't want to waste time with the half-blood. He tapped the table with his fingers and said solemnly:

"Fellow countrymen, we are in big trouble..."