Chapter Ninety-Four: The Death of the Undead
Jordan's words were like a question, but more like a warning.
In the human world of the 21st century, industry, science and technology, and military are all growing rapidly, with a population of tens of billions, countless times that of vampires and werewolves.
If it were serious, it would be easy for humans to completely eradicate vampires and werewolves.
Alexander is a real wise man, after hearing Jordani's words, his eyes were sharp, his eyebrows were provocative, and he looked at Jordani with some vigilance, and said, "Who are you?" ”
The situation of the vampire and werewolf races is indeed not good, but this kind of information is only circulated among a few people at best.
In human society, there are countless high-ranking officials, consortia, and mercenaries who specialize in capturing vampires and werewolves for research, otherwise, Alexander would not have had to hide for hundreds of years after the rise of mankind.
Jordan's purpose was to get Alexander's blood, and now it has revealed the meaning of warnings and threats.
This made Alexander think that Jordan was going to use his own blood to create biological weapons similar to vampires and werewolves.
Facing Alexander's vigilance, Jordani smiled and said, "Me? Killer? Agent? Merchant? Identity is such a thing, sometimes it is useful, sometimes it is useless, you may not believe me, but the character of the ancient mage is always worth believing, right? ”
Indeed, compared to Jordan, the Ancient One Mage has a lot of face.
Alexander sighed, took out the blood collection device, drew a large tube of blood, and threw it to Jordan.
"I just hope that it wasn't a bad decision."
"Thank you for your generosity, and I promise to live up to the nobility and glory in your blood."
After finishing speaking, Jordani directly put the immortal blood into the space backpack, and his heart suddenly became steady.
After settling Jordan's matter, Serena stood up and said, "Mr. Covenas, you are the Great Elder of our undead?" ”
Alexander wiped the marks on his wrist, and when he heard Serena's words, his whole body trembled slightly.
The gunfire outside became tighter and tighter, and Alexander was a little angry and a little helpless: "I know the purpose of you and Michael, and I also know the grievances suffered by your family, but this is not the reason why I helped you deal with Marcus and William, they are my sons." ”
Serena's face was stubborn, and she said, "Then as the father of Marcus and William, do you have to bear the disasters and sins they caused?" ”
Bang!
Alexander's brow furrowed, and he was about to say something when a figure fell from the skylight.
Jordani and Serena were both battle-hardened men, instinctively drew their guns, vigilantly searched for cover, and looked in the direction of the skylight.
Wow!
At this moment, a blue-black bone spur shattered the glass on the side of the cabin, and with a whistling sound, it pierced Michael's chest with a dazed face, and picked it up in mid-air.
Marcus fell into the room through the broken window, his wings spread out like a demon coming out of hell.
"Father, you are really old, and in the face of a group of filthy and humble ants, you don't even have the courage to draw your sword."
"We are gods, and your deeds are a stain on our bloodline."
"A heart that never rests, ...... in your chest"
Bang!
A sudden gunshot exploded, and Marcus's face exploded with blood and his canine teeth fell off, but as he turned his head sharply, the wound on his face recovered at a rapid pace.
Roar!
When he was in the middle of his mouth, he was suddenly shot in the face with a bullet, which caused Marcus to let out an angry roar.
Hiss!
Jordani gasped and secretly hid his hand behind him.
This is special, what kind of thing is the other party's cheeky stuff, I'm afraid it can't be compared to tank armor.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Jordani smiled slightly embarrassed: "Misunderstanding, I just saw a mosquito on your face, I can't help it, I can't help it." ”
An aura of tyranny like an angry beast hovered the room.
Marcus shook his wings and threw the wailing Michael out of the air, staring at Jordan with a murderous gaze.
Jordani hippie smiles.
Just as Marcus was about to make a move, Jordan suddenly yelled, making Marcus pause.
At the same time, Jordan hid an extra flashbang in his back hand, threw it in Marcus's face again, and then rolled over and ducked under the table.
Rumble!
More than 180 decibels of noise and bright light rippled through the room.
Marcus, who was ridden in the face by a flashbang, was the most severely injured, his eyes were almost blinded, drops of blood were dripping from his ears, and his whole person let out a terrible scream.
The others were caught off guard and were caught off guard by Jordani's comical operation.
Buzzing!
The dizzying, retching, nauseous buzzing still rings.
Jordani, the only one who was prepared, rolled out from under the table, pulled Serena, Michael, and Alexander directly, and was about to flee directly to the outside of the cabin.
"No, I will not leave, this is my kingdom, no one can let a king, give up his palace."
"Marcus, I command you in the name of my father ......"
Burst!
A blue-black bone spur pierced Alexander's chest like a swift spear, nailing it directly to a wall.
"I will become a god, and the true God has no father!"
Marcus also recovered at this time, his face hideous, with a kind of mad tyranny.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
At the moment when Alexander stepped forward, Jordani thought the other party was a king.
It's a pity that it didn't work, and he was beaten into a dog by someone backhanded.
No one thought that Marcus was crazy enough to kill his father.
Jordani was the first to react, flipped his hands and shot with two guns, and knowing that ordinary bullets could not help the other party, a large amount of bullets rained down, and swept directly towards Marcus's lower three lanes.
Suddenly, a terrible howl came out of Marcus's mouth.
Looking at Marcus's crotch and jumping around, Jordani came with a touch of pride.
What if the ability to recover is strong and what about being able to regenerate, some of the physical pain of a person is unimaginably tragic.
Taking advantage of the gap, Jordani and Serena came to Alexander again.
Alexander glanced at Marcus, who was still wailing, with a painful face, and finally smiled bitterly and said, "Serena, you are right, this is my responsibility, and I caused the disaster with my own hands......"
Jordani clutched Alexander's wounds, and no blood flowed.
Serena said anxiously: "Don't say it, you are still the Great Elder of the Undead Clan, and when you return to Europe, you can still stop him......"
"No!" Alexander pressed Serena's hand, put his wrist to Serena's mouth, and said: "It's been 1,470 years, I'm tired of it, this is the last gift I can give you, take it, stop Marcus, stop William!" ”
A stab from Marcus had pierced Alexander's heart.
This was Alexander's weakness, and once a never-ending heart came to a complete halt, it was the end of Alexander's permanent life.
And before he died, Alexander's blood was still precious.
Especially for vampires, Alexander's blood can directly transform and evolve the essence of Serena's life.
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