Meiman Killer Daily

9

In an environment full of dry atmosphere, a deep scratch on the ground appeared in front of the blade and Abraham Whistler.

"He's not dead?!"

Abraham Whistler had been hiding under the car. When Dracula appeared, Abraham Whistler actually knew that this battle had nothing to do with him. Dracula was resurrected some time ago.

This monster, which has not been killed for thousands of years, seems to be getting shorter every time it is resurrected, and after each resurrection, it becomes stronger than before after the period of weakness.

However……

The metal iron fist was at least as big as a truck. With just such a punch, Dracula was beaten into a pulp. This was beyond the scope of Abraham Whistler's understanding. All of Peter's information made him a little nervous.

numb.

"He is in a weak stage now!"

Peter, who was exuding red blood, was kneeling not far away. The contraction of his shoulders proved the miracle that Peter was not dead yet. At this moment, Abraham Whistler looked at Blade to remind him. Blade frowned, although he didn't like Peter.

But the look in Abraham Whistler's eyes disgusted me even more.

"What are you thinking!"

"He ate the blood of Cain. You should know what the blood of Cain represents!"

The blood of Cain is also called the cursed stigmata, which contains great power. The word holy does not mean sacred, but means that after you get this blood, you can use it to fulfill your wishes. In fact, to put it bluntly

The blood of Cain gives you the power to do whatever you want. Of course, when you gain this power, you will also become a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

"..."

This curse has never been broken since ancient times, but Blade doesn't want to do it. If the opponent saves himself with the front foot, he will kill the opponent with the back foot. Even if it is really to avoid future disasters, Blade is not willing.

"He saved our lives, we can make him like me!"

With a pale excuse, Abraham Whistler shook his head with a wry smile. Who wants to kill his savior? But the problem is this reality. No one has ever cracked the curse of Cain's blood. Everyone who gets it will...

In the end, they all fell into madness. Countless blood lessons from ancient times to the present have proven the existence of the curse time and time again.

"The blood of Cain has existed for nearly tens of thousands of years. A total of twelve people have inherited this blood. Guess what those twelve people look like now?!"

"This time is different!"

The tough-talking Blade was unwilling to act, so Abraham Whistler picked up the broken knife on the ground and handed it to Blade

"Rusfan, Carmilla, Lamia, Vlad III, none of them are here for their own dreams and ambitions, but in the end you see which one of them has escaped the curse, not to mention that the blood of Cain is still there

There is another change. There must never be another monster like Dracula. We already have enough monster targets on hand. You also saw Peter's destructive power just now. Do you want to in the future?

Will he meet the same fate as Dracula today?"

"..."

Countess Carmilla herself is a kind lord, but because of her aging and longing for youth, she accidentally obtained the blood of Cain and was confident that she could control it. Since she had no ambition or fanaticism, after taking it, she became

The monster, a bloodthirsty creature, walked the streets night after night, hunting blue girls until it was encountered and killed by Van Helsing.

There are many bloody examples such as the Duke of Rusfan and the Egyptian princess who obtained the blood of Cain. Of course, these people are not the most famous owners of the blood of Cain. In a holy war a thousand years ago,

Vlad III, who was then the Principality of Wallachia in Romania, was unable to resist the invading Ottoman Empire army and was unwilling to see the people of his country being massacred, so he went to the Holy Mountain of the Abyss to seek help from evil magic.

It happened that the reclusive vampire there got a copy of Cain's blood and did not dare to use it himself. He gave this blood to Vlad III. Of course, as a deal, the vampire would receive five dollars a month from the Roman Principality of Wallachia.

As a virgin, this was nothing to Vlad III, who would be massacred in the city if he failed in the war. Moreover, Vlad III believed that when he gained great power, maybe the vampires in front of him would also be killed by him.

kill.

An unprecedented massacre came. One hundred thousand troops of the Ottoman Empire gathered in the Principality of Wallachia. On the endless grassland between the valleys, in just one night, the Ottoman Empire's army was completely wiped out. When people stood on the hills to observe in the early morning

During the enemy's war, the blood of the people impaled on the wooden pillars flowed red, dyeing the grassland red, and the long wooden thorns were at least two meters long, forming a fleshy forest with no shade.

Dracula means son of the dragon. His father, Vlad II, was given the title of Grand Duke of the Dragon because of some of his more meritorious deeds. Dracula is also the honorific title given to Vlad III by those who love their country.

This hero who spent his whole life fighting for the country and dedicated himself to the country without even retaining his soul ended up being reviled by thousands of people. And the Dracula vocabulary, which was originally about respect and praise, gradually began to change.

Got the taste.

The one who was punched to death by Peter just now was Vlad III. The Archduke Dracula who was obviously dedicated to the country and his people, but in the end was spurned by his people and the country. Do you think he is a bad person? Can you deny him?

In life, he was also a perseverant person and a king with the world in mind, but he also fell under the curse in the end.

Dao Feng silently put on his sunglasses again and walked to Peter's side.

"It seems I am certain to die!"

His whole body felt like it had been burned, and his body was still exuding red blood. Peter was really uncomfortable now. There were three kinds of energy in his body that were constantly colliding, and they all wanted to transform themselves into the main driver of energy. Part of them

It's the blood of Cain. I actually lost my mind when I drank it. Mainly because I knew I couldn't defeat Dracula and wanted to break him to pieces. Of course, if a miracle happened and I transformed into a powerful vampire, that would be even better.

It's a pity that the damn system defined itself as a bullshit celestial being. This really killed me. It was also the emergence of this power that began to compete with the blood of Cain for control of the body. Of course, if it was just

The Blood of Cain would not allow itself to break through the second level of physical enhancement and directly activate the second awakening.

Here we have to talk about the third force, which is a force that Peter has never understood and discovered. When the blood of Cain and the system are about to tear him in half, this unknown force is inspired and joins the explosion.

The procession of people fighting for body control completely aroused Peter's body, and then evaporated all the power in Peter's body, activating the awakening skill "Gaboga"

"You shouldn't eat the blood of Cain..."

The blade was a bit nonsense, and the smile at the corner of Peter's mouth seemed to be mocking the other party's stupid answer. In that state, death was inevitable. If you don't eat Cain's blood, you will die. Eating Cain's blood may be the last chance.

Life, if it were Blade, maybe Blade would eat it, but their natures are different. Blade itself is half a vampire, but Peter is that kind of celestial being...

Lifting the knife to chop off the head and pierce the heart is the surest way to kill the ancestor vampire. Peter's skinny body has lost its human appearance due to the release of the iron fist. He closed his eyes. This time he was really hurt.

Thinking that this unscrupulous trip ended so quickly, maybe this is because evil people are rewarded. My hands are stained with the blood of too many people, and I deserve to end up like this.

"Don't let me still live. The blade must kill me completely, because if I can still open my eyes and have a body to move, I will definitely find you, and I will definitely kill you and Abraham...

Whistler, you must kill me!"

Unconvinced, he opened his eyes again. Peter suddenly felt unwilling to die. He shouldn't have died like this. Why did others travel through time and experience the beauty Golden Finger, who was loved by all the young and old in the harem, but now he was in a system with many restrictions, and a second personality that could only kill people?

Professional soul...

Then what!

You need to strive for everything by yourself. If you want to be a master, if you want to lie on a bed made of money, if you want to open your eyes and have a beautiful woman in your arms, a mansion, a luxury car, and the respect of everyone, as long as you choose which country.

Celebrities can all get each other on the same night, this is human life, isn't it!

I don’t care about becoming a king above ten thousand people, I don’t care about becoming a scientist who can change the world. I just want to be a rich man with toothless teeth, a harmless person in the eyes of others. Is this really difficult?

Why do we have to do some meaningful things when we travel? Why do we have to complete some dreams that may come true, but may also be a waste of time? The earth will continue to turn around even if we leave it, not to mention this is the Marvel Universe!

"You won't stand a chance!"

The slightly vicious words did not arouse Blade's anger. Anyone who has experienced this will be angry. Blade does not blame Peter for his resentment. He is just sorry. He has no choice but to be sorry now. In order to avoid the future of a certain place in the world.

Tragedy will occur. In order to prevent the blood of Cain from harming the world again, he must kill Peter completely.

boom……

The Beatles' music resounded through the sky, and a steel plate was inserted between Peter and Blade. Blade frowned and turned sideways, trying to quickly cut off Peter's head and remove Peter's heart, but the speed of turning around was still half a beat slower.

The steel plate surrounded Peter, and Stark landed on the ground, locking the blade with all his weapons.

"Nigger, I'm not being racist. Although I don't like this grandson, he really can't die now!" (To be continued)