The Vampires heard the movement at the gate and immediately rushed over to stop them. Gunshots rang out one after another, but unfortunately, it was completely useless. Whistler charged forward, enduring the bullets. With a powerful swing of his silver sword, five Vampires were directly cut in half at the waist, turning into ash and dissipating.
"Blade, I'm here."
Whistler, like a God of War, slaughtered his way in. No Vampire could stop him. Soon, he reached above the altar. Blade's mother retreated in terror, shouting at the same time, "Don't kill me, I'm Blade's mother."
Whistler was a little surprised to hear this, then he split the woman in half with a sword. It wasn't that he didn't believe her; he was just solving a problem for Blade—Blade would also kill her after gaining freedom. Only this way could she be set free.
Then, Whistler activated high-frequency oscillation and split the coffin open with a sword. Blade weakly fell out. He looked up at Whistler, astonished, "A robot? Huh, why does he look so much like that old guy Whistler?"
"Because I am that old guy Whistler."
Whistler cursed with a smile, took out a serum from his waist pocket, and handed it to Blade, saying, "Recover quickly, then we'll go kill that bastard Diken together."
"You're Whistler?"
Blade asked while injecting the serum, "How did you become a robot? Tsk, this machine looks expensive."
Blade cared a lot about money because fighting Vampires was expensive. Silver bullets, high-concentration garlic essence—all of these cost money. In fact, he often picked up luxury items from dead Vampires to sell for cash.
"You're actually worried about money at a time like this?"
Whistler grumbled. He put down the box and said, "Like you, I sold my soul to the BOSS."
Blade was startled, then said, "So you sold yours too. That's good, we can continue to kill Vampires together."
Whistler laughed heartily, "Of course it's good. The BOSS has only one requirement for us: exterminate the Vampires."
"I like that requirement."
Blade grinned, threw away the serum bottle, and stood up from the ground, asking menacingly, "Do you have weapons?"
"Of course."
Whistler opened the box, which contained various weapons, including shotguns, UV grenades, and anticoagulant agents.
Among them, anticoagulant agents were a long-existing medicine. Teslak discovered that it could make Vampires explode, so he equipped Whistler and his team with it.
Whistler said, "These are the weapons the BOSS provided us. Every item is a masterpiece. Oh, and here's a pair of sunglasses. The BOSS specifically sent them to you. He said sunglasses are your true form."
"True form?"
Blade was speechless. He first equipped himself with the weapons, then took the sunglasses and put them on. He instantly felt complete.
Blade with sunglasses was the true Blade.
The cool black man wasted no time, rushing out with a shotgun, shouting loudly, "Diken Fes, come out and die."
Diken did not respond, because the ritual was complete, and he was rapidly transforming in a blood-red light.
"We must stop Blade, he absolutely cannot be allowed to affect Diken."
Mercury led a group of elite Vampires guarding the entrance. Seeing Blade and Whistler appear, they immediately fired fiercely at them. Some Vampires even aimed rocket launchers at Whistler.
Whistler stood in front of Blade, his eyes glowing with dazzling ultraviolet light, like two purple Little Suns. A large number of Vampires instantly turned to ash, and the remaining ones hastily fled behind the walls.
"Do you think hiding will work? Blade, throw the grenades."
Whistler grinned ferociously and threw UV grenades inside with Blade. Boom, boom, boom! The UV grenades exploded one after another, filled with purple light. The Vampires couldn't even scream, turning into dust one after another.
Whistler put away the ultraviolet light and rushed into the altar with Blade, finding that most of the Vampires were dead. Only Mercury and a few other pure-blood Vampires were still alive, but their condition was very bad, as if they had been doused with sulfuric acid.
Whistler rushed over to finish off Mercury and the others, while Blade turned to look at Diken on the platform. Just as he was about to attack, Diken suddenly opened his blood-red eyes and grinned, "Sorry, you're too late. I'm already a Blood God."
With that, Diken's figure flickered, and he suddenly appeared in front of Blade, punching him more than ten meters away. Seeing this, Whistler immediately turned and activated his Gatling machine gun, firing a dense stream of silver-plated bullets at Diken.
Diken showed no fear, moving at high speed, dodging all the bullets.
Next, Diken approached Whistler with an evil smile and threw a powerful punch. Bang! Even Whistler was sent flying, and a clear fist print appeared on his chest armor.
Whistler cursed. Several miniature missiles popped out from his back and shot towards Diken. Diken easily dodged them, and the missiles exploded on the ground with loud bangs, raising a lot of flames and black smoke.
"It's useless. I am a god now."
Diken raised his hands and laughed heartily. Just then, he felt a wave of weakness, which was due to too much energy consumption—the power of the Blood God was indeed very strong, but it consumed a lot of energy.
Diken's eyes flashed, and he walked towards Mercury and the others. Mercury and his group, seeing Diken's divine power, excitedly shouted, "Glory to Diken!"
Diken transformed into a ball of blood-red light, enveloping the excited Mercury and others. He said, "For the great cause of the Blood Clan, please become my food."
To the Blood God, pure-blood Vampires were a great tonic. Mercury and the others were shocked to the extreme, yet completely unable to resist, and were rapidly devoured by Diken.
"A bastard is a bastard."
Whistler cursed, firing all the anticoagulant agents on his body at the blood mass. Diken didn't care at all; he was a Blood God, without weaknesses, immortal.
Unfortunately, Diken didn't know that anticoagulant agents were the bane of Vampires. As the anticoagulant agents were injected, Diken's body gradually swelled, ready to explode at any moment.
"No!"
Diken was enraged to the extreme. He gritted his teeth and sent a small amount of blood into Mercury's body, which had not yet been fully devoured.
Just then, a Quinjet flew in from the sky. Immediately after, a special missile was launched from the jet, splitting into hundreds of miniature missiles in the air and falling into various locations of the altar.
The next second, the miniature missiles exploded simultaneously. The altar was filled with purple light everywhere. This was a UV missile developed by Tony Stark.
The UV missiles also ignited raging fires, and the dilapidated altar quickly collapsed in the flames.
"Damn it."
Whistler quickly rushed above Blade, protecting him with his own body. At the same time, Diken was hit by a falling rock and exploded prematurely, scattering blood everywhere.
On the Quinjet, Barton reported, "The missile has been launched, preparing to land."
"Good, Barton, kill all the Vampires, leave none alive."
Nick Fury said coldly—he had finally realized he had been tricked by Diken. If it weren't for someone reporting the huge commotion here, he still wouldn't have known that the Diken in the car was a fake.
"Alright."
Barton nodded, controlling the jet to descend. Then, a ten-person elite team descended from the jet, approaching the altar cautiously with their firearms.