The New Jersey Underground Palace, a building that took Deacon Firth nearly a decade to build, sits beneath the upstart estate. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Twelve massive obsidian pillars support the entire underground palace, symbolizing the period when the parchment scrolls of the vampire bible are placed in a certain order.

Not only the scroll that Li Jie and the others had obtained before, but also nearly a hundred other scrolls, all of which had been collected by Deacon Firth over the years.

Deacon Firth has been waiting for this day for a long time, he is committed to changing the social structure of vampires, and he wants to resolve the contradictions between old and new vampires.

He needs to tear a hole in this old empire where classes are solidified. He wants to fill the empire with fresh blood.

In order to accomplish this in a hierarchical and rigid society, he had to make himself the highest-ranking vampire in the empire.

Dracula is still asleep, the Twelve Elders are rotten, and it's time to establish a new order, otherwise the empire's demise is inevitable.

Today will be the day to usher in a new era, and today will be a new century for vampires.

"Deacon Firth, you're not doing this!" Gao Tiannu was bound to an obsidian-carved stone tablet covered with arcane circles.

Not only Gao Tiannu, but also the other eleven elders were kidnapped by Dickon Firth.

"High Tino, you don't understand. Vampires have reached the edge of life and death. Your old and decaying empire has crumbling to the brink of collapse. Dicken Face said without looking up as he held a vampire Bible.

"The hotbed of power nourishes your flesh and at the same time decays your soul. You've lost your fighting spirit. ”

"You don't understand Deacon, artificial plasma is almost successful, and vampires can get out of the days of sucking human blood. Gao Tiannu shouted loudly.

"The biggest contradiction between us and humanity is about to be resolved! With the resources we have now, we can develop a new vampire dynasty!"

"Stupid High Tenno!" Deacon Firth interrupted High Tenno harshly. "Our conflict with humanity is not as simple as sucking human blood. ”

"The root cause is because we're vampires, not human! ”

"The earth is small, and it can't accommodate two intelligent beings to share its resources. Look at the mutants, how these humans treat their subspecies. ”

"Artificial plasma is useful, but it is not capital to negotiate terms with humans, only by overthrowing the rule of the human class first, can we show our generosity and leave a part of humanity behind. ”

"Everything you do will only lead us into the abyss. Gao Tino already knew that he couldn't change Deacon Fez's mind, so he said in despair.

"Your arrogance is disgusting. Deacon Firth said disdainfully. "Come on, the empire has provided for you for so many years, and it's time for you to pay for the empire!"

Deacon was no longer at odds with Gotianno, and he walked to the altar. Twelve obsidian-carved steles bind twelve vampire elders.

The stele encloses the altar in the middle in an even way. A diamond-shaped stele is in the center of this.

An arcane and obscure phrase came out of the mouth of Dick Firth, the oldest language of vampires. It was used to read those ancient vampire Bibles.

Strange characters sprung up from the ancient parchment scrolls, blood-colored characters imprinted on the twelve obsidian tablets.

Bright red lines continued to spread on the stele, and those bright red lines crawled on the stele as if they had life, and finally extended towards the vampire elders who were tied to the stele.

Gao Tiannu watched in despair as the bright red lines began to spread all over his body, starting with his fingertips and soles of his feet, and then spreading and spreading.

Finally extending to his brain, his whole body was already covered with red lines, emitting an eerie red.

A powerful pulling force was constantly tearing at his body, and it would not be accurate to say otherwise. Perhaps we should change the word to a more appropriate one.

This pull was tearing at his soul, and the red energy was forcibly stripping away his soul.

"You're going to fail, Dicon Firth!it's going to be the stupidest thing you've ever done in your life!" High Tinou let out one last growl, and then fell silent.

Because his soul had been drained from his body, not only him, but also the souls of the other eleven vampire elders had been extracted.

Their souls were constantly compressed by the red lines, and finally formed a blood-red ball of light. Underneath the foundations of the twelve black stone tablets, red lines began to spread.

This time the direction in which they spread is the diamond-shaped stele in the middle.

As we got closer, the plan was about to succeed, and Quinn, Deacon's henchman, who was watching the entire plan, had a look of joy on his face.

Deacon Firth had already felt this energy, it was the energy of the vampire blood god.

The red lines finally crawled all over the diamond-shaped stele, and the souls of the twelve vampire elders were also teleported into the stele.

The black stele emitted a dazzling red light, all dreams, all ideals. A new era of vampires, the era when half-blood vampires are no longer exploited by pure-blood vampires is finally coming.

When the red light reached its brightest moment, suddenly, it dimmed. Without warning, the energy vanished.

It's as if it never appeared in this world, it's so abrupt. Deacon Firth felt as uncomfortable as if he had been punched in the air.

"No~no~ Deacon!look!" Quinn let out a terrible shout.

The parchment scroll containing the vampire Bible seemed to have been weathered in an instant, quickly dissipating and disappearing in the air.

The same goes for the obsidian steles and altars, as if they had never appeared in this world, and disappeared without warning.

"No~!This must be something wrong. "Dickon Firth knew something must be wrong, and all the vampire Bibles were weathered.

Only the volume in his hand has not yet weathered, and this volume is the one that Li Jie and the others got from the warehouse, and then transferred it to S.H.I.E.L.D. and finally fell into Deacon's hands.

"No~No!!" Dickon sat weakly on the ground and roared angrily.

"Deacon, we're going to get out of here, humans must have set me up. After the initial shock, Quinn reacted the fastest, pulling Deacon to get out of here.

"There's no shame that we didn't get the power of the Blood God, at least we got the Council of Elders. ”

"We can control the empire by other means, just take a little more time. But we're going to get out of here first. ”

"We're afraid we won't have a chance to leave. "Deacon is a very smart man, he's sober. In fact, he should be wary of the need to sacrifice the descendants of the ancient blood clan as sacrifices in the vampire Bible.

But he didn't, and perhaps killing the Presbyterian in his mind was a must. But this is based on the success of his plan.

Now that the plan has failed, and the twelve elders of the Council of Elders are dead, the empire is bound to fall into a power vacuum, is this their plan?

Maybe there's already an army of humans blocking the door, waiting to send them to their deaths.

Just as Deacon thought this, a silvery-white Mithril arrow pierced Quinn's skull. Quinn, who had just been comforting Deacon, turned into a pile of ashes in an instant.

But Deacon had no time to grieve, for the same bullet had struck him. However, this bullet is not made of Mithril, but is specially made to shoot a purifying serum bullet.

Zhan Kailin's special purification serum has been injected into Deacon's body, and the serum continues to destroy the original vampire genes in his body, purifying and transforming them into human genes again.

The process was so painful that Dickon Firth twitched weakly on the ground.

"Give him a tranquilizer. When Deacon Firth completed his transformation, two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents emerged from the darkness.

They gave Deacon a powerful tranquilizer, and since Deacon Firth would be in trouble in the days to come, it is not known whether it was caused by his death or his life.

Then Nick Fury has already decided, let Dickenface become an immortal existence.

America at this moment, not just New Jersey. A similar situation has occurred with the Grand Vampire Bosses in the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Since vampires control a large number of human industries, killing them will cause economic shocks, so let's convert them all into humans.

At the same time, a new bill, the Special Management of the Vampire Race, introduced by Security Council member Buccino, has been officially placed on the president's desk.

"Mr. President, everything is going well with the implementation of the plan. The intelligence officer reported to the president.

"In that case, let's sweep this race into the dustbin of history. As he spoke, the president picked up the newly drafted bill and signed it with the signature representing the supreme power of the state.

The vampire empire has finally entered the countdown to destruction.

Knock over the box tool and lose an iron nail. Lose an iron nail, and nail a horseshoe. Nailed a horseshoe and injured a warhorse. A horse was wounded, and a knight died. A knight died, a war was lost. Lost a war, lost an empire.

If Li Jie hadn't run into Frankie, none of these things would have happened.

Lee Kit will not be hunted down by the Stanichs, will not run into Frank, and will not team up with Frank and Peter to destroy the Stanichs' warehouse in the Hudson River.

There would have been no discovery of the Bible and the start of the strangulation of vampires, and there would have been no subsequent breaches of the Blood Farm.

Not to mention that S.H.I.E.L.D. will not be involved in this matter, and Mike, who should have died, will not be saved by Li Jie, and Zhan Kailin has developed a purified serum that is reversed.

Nor will it be the trap of Deacon Firth ignoring the Bible in order to speed up the pace of reform and integration. The prelude that led to the beginning of the fall of the Vampire Empire today.

Maybe the demise of the vampire empire is inevitable, but it will never come so quickly and so tragically. At the moment when the empire was not ready, it was instantly extinguished by humanity.

Pile by pile, like a precision machine wound up, as long as the switch is pressed it will move towards the preset goal.

Like the first domino to be pushed, when the past domino falls, it will push the future dominoes down until all the future is gone.

The world begins with little people, and the world ends with little people.

Thunderstorms are still raging over the Greater New York area, and tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

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