The savior of American comics? I am the evil god of the subspace!

Maria Hill immediately reported: "Captain, Agent Barton, Agent Romanoff, and all other field personnel have arrived at the designated ambush locations and are ready to take your orders!"

"Very good..." Nick Fury nodded in satisfaction, confidently saying:

"Tell the Captain and the others to hold their positions for now, let those two groups of vampires kill each other first."

"Once they are both severely weakened, we can strike from behind like a mantis stalking a cicada."

"Sir, Blade seems to have been captured by the Blood God Sect." Maria Hill hesitated slightly before reminding him:

"Weren't you always wanting to invite him to join the Avengers?"

"Now seems like a good opportunity... Should we have the Captain and Agent Barton sneak in and rescue him while they're distracted?"

"There's absolutely no need for that."

A sinister sneer appeared on Nick Fury's face as he decisively refused:

"That useless trash, I was originally planning to lure him into the game and have him eliminate the leaders of those two vampire groups."

"But who would have thought that he would be so reckless and be captured by those Blood God Sect wastes..."

"Since that stubborn fool has always refused to cooperate with us, then let him fend for himself this time."

"Remember, our primary mission today is to ensure that all members of the Blood God Sect and Victor must die here!!"

"That way, when Crain takes over, his New Wizard Council can rightfully replace the Blood God Sect's position,"

"And enter this Centennial Conference, helping us obtain more information about the Vampire King Dracula."

Regarding this Vampire King who has ruled all vampire clans for over a thousand years, SHIELD knows almost nothing.

Even his name was accidentally learned by Talos, the Skrull leader with the ability to shapeshift at will, during a secret undercover mission.

After learning about this unknown and powerful enemy, Nick Fury felt an unprecedented sense of unease.

Earth cannot allow such a mysterious person to exist!

What... you say he's a vampire, not a human?

Vampires are not allowed either, that's right, Nick Fury said it!!

So later, when Crain sought help from SHIELD, he agreed without hesitation and prepared to take the opportunity to eliminate the Blood God Sect.

Because a mandatory requirement to participate in the Centennial Conference is that only the most powerful vampire sect (clan) in each region is eligible to participate.

And the most powerful vampire sect in the New York area has always been the Blood God Sect.

As long as the Blood God Sect is destroyed, the Wizard Council, the eternal second-in-command, can automatically fill the vacancy and successfully participate in this Centennial Conference.

So Nick Fury secretly dispatched a Skrull team, disguised as members of the Wizard Council, to publicly kill an elder of the Blood God Sect.

Then, using the information provided by Crain, he revealed the whereabouts of Elder Amelia to members of the Blood God Sect.

Attempting to completely ignite the flames of war between the two vampire clans.

But who would have thought that some variables would appear in the process.

For some reason, the people of the Blood God Sect did not directly kill Amelia, but captured her.

Fortunately, the result did not deviate from Nick Fury's expectations.

Victor was successfully awakened and brought his men to seek revenge on the Blood God Sect...

But no matter how cunning Nick Fury was, he would never have imagined it.

Crain, whom he placed high hopes on, had already had his head blown off by Frank.

And his elaborate Internal Affairs plan, which he carried out at the cost of using Skrulls.

Ultimately became a wedding dress tailored for Karl.

At this moment.

Watching the two vampire groups fiercely fighting on the big screen, a look of confident triumph appeared on Nick Fury's face.

"Next, let's enjoy a good show!"

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[Blood God Sect Headquarters].

Inside the luxurious manor, heavily injured vampires could be seen everywhere.

And without exception, these vampires all came from the Wizard Council led by Victor.

This is not to say that their combat power is too weak.

In fact, quite the opposite!

In reality, the casualties on the Blood God Sect's side were even more severe.

However, when their members were hit by silver bullets and silver weapons, their bodies would directly turn to ashes.

Victor also did not expect that these silver weapons, which were usually used to deal with inferior werewolves, would actually be useful against this group of blood relatives?

Sure enough, apart from the Wizard Council, which has maintained a pure bloodline for nearly a thousand years, all other vampire sects (clans) are a group of inferior mongrels!!

"Let Deacon Frost, that bastard, come out and see me..."

Victor roared in uncontrollable anger as he watched the endless stream of vampire warriors pouring out of the castle.

At this moment, a female vampire wearing a white fur coat and silver hair walked out of the castle gate, provocatively taunting with a playful expression:

"Deacon is busy with very important matters right now and doesn't have time to waste on a faithless heretic like you."

Then she waved her hand forward fiercely.

The densely packed vampire army poured out from behind her like a swarm of locusts.

Fearlessly pouncing towards Victor's direction.

However, compared to the Wizard Council members who were good at using weapons.

These Blood God Sect vampires were clearly more like a group of wild beasts whose intelligence had not yet been developed.

The vast majority of them were bare-handed, only knowing how to attack with their teeth and claws.

Fortunately, they had an absolute advantage in numbers.

"Master, the Blood God Sect is clearly trying to exhaust us here with a human wave tactic, why don't we retreat first... Pfft!!"

Upon seeing this, a Death Walker member quickly approached Victor and whispered a reminder.

However, before he could finish his words, the latter directly sliced off most of his head with a claw.

"No matter the cost, Amelia must be rescued today, otherwise our Wizard Council will no longer have a foothold on this land."

Victor drew the exquisite cross longsword from his waist, which had accompanied him in battle for thousands of years, and pointed the blade at the castle gate and roared:

"Suicide squad, hold the line and open a passage..."

As the order was issued, a dozen vampire warriors responded and came forward.

They were carrying a large number of specially made ultraviolet grenades seized from the werewolves.

In groups of three, they jumped up in a fan-shaped formation to meet the surging vampire army around them, and when their figures leaped into the air, they pulled the pins on all the ultraviolet grenades.

Boom boom boom...!!!

Accompanied by a series of explosions, the deadly blue-violet photon stream shone across the field like sunshine.

Caught off guard.

Hundreds of vampires wailed in pain and turned to ashes under the ultraviolet radiation.

The originally congested castle gate was instantly cleared.

Only a few dozen vampires in the rear were lucky enough to escape the disaster.

But they were all trembling with fear from the scene just now.

Victor and his party used pre-prepared black cloaks to block the ultraviolet rays, suffering no casualties.

As fellow vampires, they all knew each other's weaknesses.

So when they fought, they naturally made every move fatal!

The situation on the battlefield also took a sharp turn for the worse, tilting in a direction favorable to the Wizard Council.

"Damn it... hurry up and block them for me."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the silver-haired female vampire, who had just been triumphantly shouting, turned around and ran into the castle.

She never expected that Victor would come up with such a sinister trick.

This news must be reported to Deacon immediately.

It seems that the sacrificial ceremony to summon the Blood God must be accelerated.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!!!

Victor took the lead and walked towards the castle gate, shaking the long sword in his hand, and cutting the heads of a dozen vampires who rushed up in half with every move he made.

Even today.

Compared to firearms.

He always preferred swords among cold weapons.

Because in his opinion, the Sword is a symbol of nobility, elegance, and romance.

"Hmph, mongrels are mongrels, no matter how many there are, they are still useless."

Victor curled his lips into a disdainful sneer.

But just as his figure was about to disappear into the gate of the castle.

A very familiar, cold female voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Victor, not a werewolf... it's you!!"

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At the same time.

In an ancient altar below the Blood God Sect's castle.

At the bottom of the altar, which was like a sinkhole, twelve huge stone pillars with bamboo-like protrusions stood all around.

And on the surface of each pillar, a special rune derived from ancient secret methods was engraved.

They were arranged straight down from the top until they extended to the ground at the bottom of the altar.

And at this moment.

Including Amelia of the Wizard Council, a total of twelve pure-blooded vampire elders were fixed on those runes on the ground.

"Everyone, I believe most of you are no strangers to this place..."

Deacon Frost, with short brown hair, walked to the center of the altar with a smug look, "Our ancestors called this place the Eternal Night Hall."

"But with the changes of the times, under the leadership of you pure-blooded elders who are content with enjoying themselves, almost everyone has long forgotten its existence."

"But fortunately, I like to study history very much... I successfully deciphered the text on the Book of the Damned and found its true purpose."

"The Eternal Night Hall was built for this moment, we are about to witness and welcome the arrival of the Blood God here!!"

"Under the blessing of the Blood God, we will all break the weaknesses and taboos that have been trapped in our bloodlines for a long time, and successfully advance to a more advanced species."

"I will lead the Blood God Sect to break the Peace Treaty signed with humans and once again make humans our blood clan's rations."

"Tonight... I will let New York be a river of blood!!"

Speaking of excitement, Deacon Frost waved his arms in the air like a conductor conducting a symphony orchestra, his face full of madness.

"Deacon, do you really think the Blood God will descend?"

A pure-blooded elder with a big beard couldn't help but sarcastically say: "Don't be silly, the records in the Book of the Damned are just vampire-fooling fairy tales."

Then he turned to look at Amelia and earnestly persuaded:

"Your crazy actions will provoke a war between the Blood God Sect and the Wizard Council, killing everyone... Moreover, Lord Dracula will never agree to start a war against humans."

"So what?" Deacon Frost retorted with a disapproving expression:

"That old guy Dracula's ideas are too outdated and backward, it's already the 21st century, we should keep pace with the times."

"But since you are about to contribute your soul essence to the Blood God, I will secretly tell you a big secret."

"Before long, that high and mighty Vampire King will be overthrown by the closest person to him... By then, the entire vampire clan will usher in the most glorious and prosperous era!!"

Because an elder had died in the Wizard Council's attack before, disrupting Deacon Frost's plan, he did not kill Amelia on the spot.

Instead, he let her fill the vacant spot.

Anyway, the sacrificial ceremony only requires the soul essence possessed by the vampire elders.

So even if Amelia is regarded as a heretic among vampires by him, she can still meet this requirement!

"Madman, you mixed-blood madman." All the vampire elders were frightened by Deacon's crazy appearance.

And the sacrificial ceremony officially began at this time.

Strands of blood flowed down from the special magic array patterns on the oval dome above the altar.

This blood all came from Blade.

In addition to the twelve pure-blooded elders, as a Daywalker, he was the key to whether the Blood God could successfully descend on Earth.

Drip—

Drip—

A portion of the blood flowed through the secret magic runes on the twelve stone pillars, and then dripped onto the foreheads of the twelve pure-blooded elders directly below.

The blood of the Daywalker and the soul essence of the pure-blooded vampires were forcibly fused together under the refining of this ancient magic array, bursting out with an unprecedented powerful life energy.

This energy, in a form that ordinary people's eyes could not capture at all, shot straight into the sky from the top of the altar.

As if activating a beacon leading to a mysterious dimension.

Ignoring the indestructible magical barriers established by the three Sanctums on the outer edge of the earth, a tiny crack was slowly torn open in the internal void.

In an instant.

The situation changed!

The originally clear night sky above New York was suddenly shrouded in a cloud of darkness.

A bolt of lightning containing majestic power struck the altar from the void crack.

Instantly activating all the secret magic runes on the stone pillars.

A steady stream of mysterious energy was transmitted from the void into the bodies of the twelve pure-blooded elders below.

Their bodies were constantly washed by a powerful and mysterious energy, until they couldn't withstand the impact and exploded.

They transformed into streams of incomparably pure soul essence, converging towards Deacon Frost at the center of the altar.

At this moment, above the altar, a drop of blood containing some kind of will slowly dripped down, merging into Deacon Frost's body along with the soul essence.

"桀桀桀…"

Feeling the fresh flesh and blood, and the majestic power filling his body, Deacon Frost... no, it would be more appropriate to call him the Blood God now.

The Blood God laughed loudly, his face filled with smugness.

As for Deacon Frost's consciousness, it had been devoured by him the instant the fusion was complete!