The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

Chapter 171 Who is the Bloody Queen!

On this day, ordinary people in Albany didn't know what was going on.

On this day, the certified vampire in Albany huddled at home, trembling as he listened to the wails of his kind that reached his ears all the time.

On this day, the undocumented vampires in Albany who did not take Locke's ultimatum seriously and even planned to fight back met their end.

From east to west of Albany.

Then from south to north of Albany.

Every street, every alley, every sewer.

No matter where these undocumented vampires hide, they will inevitably be found by Sentinels or S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, cremated on the spot and have their teeth extracted.

And because it was daytime, even escaping Albany was a luxury for them.

All day long, the sky above Albany was almost filled with the wails of vampires.

Such speed of action.

Such an attitude of taking action directly without forcing anything.

There is no doubt about it.

Other varieties of otherworldly creatures hiding in Albany were also frightened.

Especially when they looked at Locke, who was standing in an alley, biting open the throat of a lone witch without mercy, they swallowed involuntarily.

Bang!

Locke casually flicked his right hand and threw the witch's body to the side. Then he looked at the surviving black-robed witch and sneered: "It's the tree-shaped witch again, you are really not afraid of being exterminated. "

The black-robed witch looked at Locke who was walking towards her with a look of horror. She opened her right hand and pushed towards Locke.

There was a click.

Locke's right ankle crooked momentarily, and then quickly recovered as the blood pool energy was consumed.

The next second.

Locke disappeared from the spot in an instant, and with a bang, he directly grabbed the black-robed witch by the throat and slammed her head against the wall nearby.

All of a sudden.

The black-robed witch's head came into close contact with the wall, like a watermelon hitting the wall, and a picture was drawn on the wall.

The black-robed witch with a broken head fell limply to the ground.

Locke took out his mobile phone directly.

Debbie, who had been based in New York City, answered the phone.

"Boss."

"Jersey City, Walter, Jonimo..."

"And Brooklyn..."

Locke named the family members of the two black-robed witches expressionlessly, and then said: "Find them and throw them to the mutant laboratory. William Stryker will definitely like them very much."

After all, William Stryker loved studying extraordinary creatures.

Just right.

Stryker's mutant laboratory has always been short of researchers, so it directly recycles the waste and throws it to Stryker, and at the same time, Stryker can sell it a favor.

Locke thought to himself, and after hanging up the phone, he called up his current extraordinary points interface.

"Extraordinary Points: "989""

In one day's work, the extraordinary points that had just been exhausted in the morning were about to break through four digits again.

Most of them were selflessly dedicated by more than 500 vampires in Albany today.

Locke then retracted the interface, and his eyes fell on a witch at his feet who had been drained of blood and died, and a witch whose head was split open and died.

These two witches are also tree witches.

Witches from the Tree Witches of New York.

but……

This is a secret organization. To put it bluntly, it is a villain organization.

There is only such an organization recorded in SHIELD's database, and there is not much introduction.

Because although this tree-like organization belongs to an evil organization, it is defined by other witches in the supernatural world.

And according to the extraordinary covenant.

Extraordinary affairs came to the world, and this tree-like witch organization had not caused trouble among ordinary people before, so SHIELD didn't pay much attention to it.

After Nick Fury came to power, even if SHIELD wanted to pay attention, it no longer had the strength to pay attention.

Villain witch.

The blood god, the ancestor of vampires.

Is there any connection between the two?

besides……

What do they want with Blade's body?

Locke thought in his mind that the memories of these two witches were the same as the memories of the witch killed outside Waterfall Town. They were both ordered to try to sabotage this joint Sentinel-Aegis operation.

However, they seemed to think that Blade was more powerful than him.

After all, this tree-like witch organization arranged two witches for Blade and one for Locke.

Not only that.

The witch in charge of Locke was ordered to eliminate her.

The two witches in charge of Blade received the order to seal Blade's soul and bring back Blade's body.

Obviously.

This tree-like witch values blades more than Locke.

"Oh!"

"interesting."

Locke looked through the memories of these two witches and couldn't help but laugh.

Just then.

The phone rings.

"Hello."

"Locke, Blade is awake."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Locke took back his phone, glanced at the two dead witches for the last time, and then left the alley in front of him without looking back.

After he left, two sentries came in, quickly collected the bodies of the two witches, transported them to the car, and then drove away.

In the Sentinel Building infirmary.

When Locke walked in, Blade had already gotten off the hospital bed.

"How does it feel?"

“Better than ever.”

Blade looked at Locke who came in, clenched his fist, then looked at Locke and said thank you.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. How does it feel to become a vampire?"

"I will still kill vampires."

Blade looked at Locke, and his ideals were not shaken at all: "Besides, Whistler has not been found yet."

If you don't want to kill vampires, I should kill you.

Locke thought in his heart and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will find it. The worst case is that Whistler becomes a vampire."

Blade listened to Locke's comfort and fell silent.

It's better not to comfort him.

Locke smiled and changed the subject: "By the way, I have rejected the two witches who tried to assassinate you."

Blade also remembered the two witches who almost killed him, and came back to his senses.

"They seem to want to seal me."

"Yes."

Locke nodded: "The question is, why?"

Blade frowned and shook his head.

He didn't know about this either.

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"The tree-shaped witch organization, those two witches are from this organization, and when they sent people to assassinate, they also sent people to Waterfall Town to assassinate me."

Locke asked Blade if he had any impression of this tree-shaped witch organization.

It is true that Blade is awake now, and he can directly plunder Blade's memory.

But...

There is no need.

Whether others believe it or not, he feels that he still has a bottom line.

Just like he knew that his blood could create a blood clan without flaws, and he did not use this ability to create a blood clan army for himself.

And this has nothing to do with Locke not knowing the process of creating blood clan before.

The reason for this.

Because he is kind!

Blade seemed to hear the key words.

"Tree-shaped witch?"

"Well, have you heard of it?"

"I have some impression."

"Tell me about it!"

Locke did not expect Blade to really know about the tree-shaped witch, and directly invited Blade to sit down on the sofa in the ward.

"When did we meet?"

"In the Vampire Mansion."

The sitting Blade frowned, thinking back, and looked at Locke and said, "Wasn't I captured by Quinn and taken to the Vampire Mansion?"

Locke nodded.

He also knew from the memory of the witch Augros outside Falls Town that the tree-shaped witch had financial dealings with the Vampire Mansion and even with other vampires in New York City.

But in the memory of the witch Augros, the tree-shaped witch seemed to be doing some intelligence transactions for the vampires in New York City in exchange for the funds in the hands of the vampires.

"When I was imprisoned, I heard Quinn on the phone."

"He was very angry."

"It seems that the person on the other end of the phone was the tree-like witch."

"He angrily accused the tree-like witch that he was not Deacon, and he would never allow another master on his head."

"And he would never help the tree-like witch to resurrect the bloody queen."

"Bloody Queen?"

Locke found the key words and raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

Blade shook his head: "I don't know, I just heard this, and then Quinn hung up the phone angrily and threw me into the sacrifice pit."

Locke nodded and wrote down the key words.

Blade didn't know, but someone would know.

Locke thought in his heart, and then looked at the blade that had just recovered: "I heard from Catherine that after transforming into a vampire, you will always want to drink human blood."

Blade opened his scarlet eyes and looked at Locke's neck.

"I want to drink it now."

"Haha."

Locke was stunned at first, then laughed and said, "It seems that you are really well, and it seems that your personality has changed after becoming a vampire."

The half-human, half-vampire Blade was a taciturn person before, and it is absolutely impossible for him to say such a thing.

The corner of Blade's mouth twitched, and he showed his iconic smile again: "But I can control it."

If he also sucks blood directly from people, then what is the difference between him and a vampire.

But he doesn't drink blood.

The blood in the blood bag is also blood.

And he is now an operative of a special law enforcement agency, so it is very convenient for him to get blood bags.

When he was in New York City before, he went directly to the blood station, showed the certificate Locke gave him, and said that he needed it for the case, and he could get a few blood bags.

Now that he has become a vampire, it seems that there is no difference from before.

Blade thought in his heart, and then he reacted and looked at Locke.

"Who is Catherine?"

"My daughter's mother."

"..."

Locke told the truth. After saying goodbye to Blade, he took the elevator to Catherine's lounge and knocked on the door.

Catherine opened the door and looked at Locke who appeared at the door.

Locke smiled slightly.

"Can I come in?"

"No."

Catherine smiled and said something, then turned around, but did not close the door.

Locke followed directly and closed the door with his backhand.