Chapter 168: Tales of the Night, Death Walker
Howard, who narrowly escaped his life, returned to his hotel room and sat down on the couch in a daze.
From the empty look in his eyes, it was clear that this guy had not yet recovered from the bloody images on the walls of the inn.
What was once a heart-warming omen turned into a pool of sticky minced meat composed of organic and inorganic matter, plus carbohydrates.
It was indeed a heavy blow to Howard, who was going to show his strength and come to a vicious battle.
In the second half of his life, whether he can rise again is a big question.
It's time for Stark Industries to transform the pharmaceutical industry.
Otherwise, the inheritance of the family will be cut off in their own hands.
Howard lowered his head and stared at the lower half of his body, which was motionless, with a sad look on his face.
The recognized wanderer and love expert in New York has become a thing of the past.
"That...... Would you like something to eat? β
Luke touched his belly, ignoring Howard's sad emotions.
At the end of a long day of boring meetings, he hadn't even had time to eat dinner.
Where can I fill my stomach with that little bit of fruit in the fruit bowl?
"I want to eat...... Vomit! β
Howard's throat rolled twice, and the surging urge of vomiting struck again.
"It's so fragile, it's a pity that there is no survival program for Master Pei in this era, that's the real meal."
Luke shook his head, when he was cleaning houses in Brooklyn, he shot people in the head at night, saw the red and white mixed cloudy brains flowing out, and afterwards he could eat pizza and listen to songs as if nothing had happened.
That's a big heart that has been trained.
"I ordered lobster pasta, are you sure you don't want to eat it, Howard?"
In the face of Luke's "kind" question, the sound of vomiting in the toilet became more intense.
"It's miserable. A failed date often brings a heavy price to oneself that is difficult to pay. β
For Howard's tragic experience, Luke not only did not sympathize, but gloated.
After this lesson, he will probably never be interested in the woman who took the initiative to send it to the door again.
Ten minutes later, room service rang the doorbell, and Luke's lobster pasta and Howard's diet coffee were delivered to the door.
"Can you stop sucking so ...... Excessively! I just came out of the toilet and I felt like I had vomited all the bile out and I really didn't want to experience it again. β
Howard held the bitter coffee in both hands, and a look of envy appeared in his eyes.
He couldn't look directly at any sticky sauce, or red strips.
"Can I be blamed for that? Your psychological endurance is too fragile, as an arms dealer, and you have also been on the battlefield, no matter how you say that the stumps of the human body, the vague flesh and blood, should not be able to touch you. β
With an innocent face, Luke rolls the noodles with a fork and adds a ball of plump and thick lobster meat, and continues to feast, making a "sucking" sound.
"No one has stipulated that an arms dealer must test the goods in his hand with his own human body! My limited moral conscience does not allow me to see with my own eyes how quickly the weapons I have made can reap lives! To be honest, it would keep me awake, sleepless at night, and lose the joy of life. β
Howard was honest and eloquent.
Although he has a clear understanding of the fact that Stark Industries made war money.
But as long as you don't take the initiative to understand, you can spend money calmly.
Perhaps many wealthy people are keen to do charity after their careers are successful.
In addition to reasonable tax avoidance, by the way, to get a good reputation.
There are also a small part of the reason, it is to remove the guilt in the heart.
Of course, a capitalist who does not make enough money to feel uneasy is certainly not a qualified capitalist.
"I can't imagine that you still have a moral conscience...... I think highly of you, Howard. Serious capitalists should not have this. β
Luke wiped his mouth with a napkin and teased.
"Then again, you don't even fancy so many hot and sexy dancers at the Moulin Rouge, you have to pick a wild vampire who runs out to feed. How? Do you have a particular sexual fetish? β
Luke had eaten and drunk enough and began to get down to business.
"I'll give Peggy a call and ask her to connect with the New York Temple."
"Oh, no, this piece of continental Europe should be in charge of the London Temple."
Howard heard the back, his face glazed.
Feel like a kindergarten student, facing quantum mechanics.
It's not a question of whether it's super or not!
It's almost about to turn his worldview upside down!
"Temple...... What is the organization? Also, Is Rania really a vampire? β
Howard asked hesitantly.
"I said, can you accept that there are sorceresses with long breasts and thighs in this world, and a family of witches who have been passed down for thousands of years, but you can't believe in the real existence of vampires?"
Luke couldn't help but complain.
"It's all this time, do you still think that ...... Is Rania a porphyria? Howard, less self-deception, there are such beautiful porphyria patients in the world? β
For a moment, Howard was speechless.
His thoughts were like a tangled mess, and he couldn't figure out the thread for a long time.
"Yes...... Why do they exist? I mean, if there really are vampires in the world, why haven't humans found them? β
After holding back for a long time, Howard finally gave up thinking and started asking questions instead.
"Like a mutant...... The authenticity of this group was confirmed very early. But vampires, they only appear in movies and movies. β
Luke walked over to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of whiskey.
He snapped his fingers and smiled, "That's a good question." The answer is simple, because there are three temples, as well as a group of burly mages who like to use hammers, flails, and swords. β
"They are responsible for maintaining order in the dark world and avoiding the invasion of vampires, werewolves, and hell demons and demons on the present world!"
"What? And werewolves? Wait, so hell really exists? Devils, demons...... I always thought it was just an adjective for swearing. β
Howard was so much informative that his brain was a little out of order.
"In just one night, the worldview I have built up for more than 30 years has become a ruin in an instant......"
Luke looked at Iron Man's father's sluggish appearance, couldn't help but hand the other party a glass of wine, and comforted him insincerely: "If I tell you that the guys in Norse mythology do have archetypal characters, they live in Asgard, if you can study the Einstein-Rosen Bridge, you may be able to find it." β
"By the way, and the Hell Lord Mephisto is an old liar, and Lucifer runs a good business bar next door, and God is probably a black man...... Eh, Howard, what's wrong with you? It looks like Alzheimer's has arrived early. β
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Howard only felt his brain buzzing, and Luke's voice came and went, as if it came from the horizon, and it seemed like the whispers of the old gods.
His remaining sanity, as well as his ability to think, was completely crushed and disintegrated.
"Can't you give me some time to digest it? What a jerk! β
Half an hour later, Howard, who had poured half a bottle of whiskey, finally returned to normal.
In a short period of time, his world was destroyed and reshaped.
The planet that can almost accept that you live in has a basic setting of vampires, werewolves, hellish devils and demons.
Even if Luke now said that he was a cosmic man from the M78 nebula, Howard would not have a sense of surprise.
"It's your receptivity that's too poor."
Luke said disdainfully.
"Let me open the door to a new world for you today, and increase your knowledge."
Howard burped, and a rich smell of wine erupted.
Then prick up your ears and listen quietly.
"According to the Templar's records, Dracula was the first vampire in human history, and he was recognized as the 'Progenitor' by later generations, who was not afraid of sunlight, possessed super regenerative powers, and was a difficult fellow."
Luke plays the role of a teacher, bringing the world's top scientists into another world.
"It's just that his descendants are divided into many factions, and those factions are scattered into dark families with different surnames."
"As the generations passed, those vampires became much less capable and began to be afraid of the sun and unable to appear in the daytime."
"The above is a normal blood clan, their number is not large, most of them live in Eastern Europe, abide by the precepts of the three major temples, and are basically animals in captivity."
Luke paused, took a sip of whiskey on the rocks, and continued, "And that female vampire you saw, her name is Rania, isn't she?" It does not belong to the orthodox bloodline. β
Howard held back the tumbling of his stomach and asked curiously, "And the unorthodox vampires?" β
"Of course. Around the fourteenth century, when the Black Death swept across Europe, there was a guy named Alexander Kovinas, who was a survivor. β
Luke reminisced about the past and recounted it.
The Templar's library is not open to outsiders, but he's about to go to Kama Taj to study magic, and he's still handpicked by the Supreme Mage, so it's okay to open a back door once in a while.
"This guy is lucky and unlucky. Luckily, he survived the plague of the Black Death, and unfortunately, he encountered the Hydra. β
Luke shrugged, there must have been something wrong with the timeline of this world.
Otherwise, why did even "Tales of the Night" get involved!?
Finally, I have to say that the hydra in the Marvel world is really an almighty backstabber, and even vampires can be involved!
Luke, who had a series of complaints flashing in his heart, continued: "The Hydra gang thinks that Alexander Covinas, since he can survive the Black Death, should have some kind of special physique. β
"Then inject him with vampires, mixed with werewolf blood, and the result is a monster that is not afraid of sunlight and has the explosive power of werewolves."
"In a way, this is a low-profile version of Dracula."
Howard listened with some fascination, he didn't expect to learn about this secret of the human world in his lifetime.
"At that time, Hydra already existed?"
He asked, confused.
"The history of this organization goes back much longer than you think."
Luke said flatly.
"It turns out that any experiment and any plan of Hydra will always end up overturning."
"Alexander Kovinas, who successfully transformed, ran away. He gave birth to three sons, two of whom were named William and Marcus. One of them became a werewolf and the other became a vampire. β
Sounds a bit Naruto's dΓ©jΓ vu.
"And then?"
Howard was like a follow-up reader, eager to find out what happened next.
"It's a very clichΓ© plot, probably that the two brothers turned against each other, the vampire and the werewolf are mortal enemies, and there is no possibility of reconciliation between the two parties."
Luke glanced out the window and said lightly, "The vampires have the upper hand. They teamed up with the human aristocracy and formed a squad of elite warriors called the Deathwalkers. β
"Am I right? A young lady hiding outside. β