Chapter 313: The Magical Museum?
Half an hour later, Rogan was unconscious.
Slade ordered Rogan to be carried to the underground base deep in the manor.
In the base, a sexy beauty in a green tightsuit watched a group of people work back and forth in front of a silver samurai armor more than two meters high, and when she saw Slade bring someone over, she showed a smile that was enough to turn everyone upside down, and then said the most cruel words.
"Slade, you know I don't like to be disturbed, right?" Lady Viper stroked her blonde hair, her snake-like tongue licked at her lips, and her eyes were cold.
"Master!" Slade knelt down suddenly, "Your armor is in a bottleneck, and I brought you a little special material. ”
Slade lowered his eyebrows, didn't dare to raise his head, and waved his hand. Several ninjas behind him lifted Rogan over, then walked away backwards with his head down.
"What is this?" Mrs. Viper stepped on Logan's muscular back, the tips of her shoes grinding against it, and the smile in her eyes as if she were looking at a work of art.
"Master, this person is a superpower, with extremely strong self-healing ability, he can't be killed by bombs, his bones are completely metal, I think this metal may also have self-healing ability, and maybe it can become the part of the samurai armor that is lacking."
Slade said.
Lady Viper's eyes lit up.
A metal with the ability to heal itself? The samurai armor is exactly what it lacks!
The nails of the index finger grow, and a drop of green venom hangs down from the sharp fingertips. Madame Viper crouched down and stabbed her fingers out, her nails piercing the back of Logan's heart with ferocity, desperately growing through his heart, injecting the toxin into it, and then flowing down the blood all over his body.
Rogan shuddered, but was not awake.
There was no way he would wake up.
Because the drop of Lady Viper's toxin has the effect of suppressing self-healing, and it has a strong paralyzing effect, without great external stimulation, Logan will sleep until he dies.
"Go and get all his bones out." Lady Viper drew her finger and flicked it, and the remaining blood and toxins immediately corroded the ground into several holes.
"Yes." Slade answered, and then ordered someone to dissect Logan.
"Well done, this armor is done, it's up to you to drive."
"Thank you, host!" Slade in ecstasy.
Worshipping power, he had long coveted this armor, and now he could finally fly it! Logan, you are truly my blessed star, not only saving my life, but also making me about to have great power.
I'll bury you well!
Slade's eyes flashed with endless excitement.
Lady Viper looked at the silver armor at the moment, and her eyes were full of excitement.
The last time she was beaten by Iron Man, she was molted and reborn once, but she still has a grudge, which is why she came here to build this powerful armor. She believed that this armor would be able to tear Stark's armor to pieces!
Not only that, but this armor will also help her fulfill her plans to meet the god of the underworld, Sithorne.
"Wait, Stark, I'll tear down your armor and corrupt your flesh to the ground."
On the other side, Richard followed the charred corpse to a secret stronghold, and then he saw a group of ...... Bloodsucker!
Well, the charred corpse, and the vague but penetrating smell of blood in their bodies, revealed their identities in his friendly greetings.
It's a bunch of real vampires, and all but the charred corpse is transformed, and the rest are pure-blooded vampires.
These guys are afraid of the sun, garlic and ultraviolet rays, and wood thorns, but they have extraordinary strength, speed, and recovery ability, and their huge strength and power have allowed them to survive under the nose of the government to this day, and even bought countless official apes, and the entire city is under their control!
Richard sensed that there were thousands of similar breaths in the entire city!
And that's not even counting the hidden in other cities!
However, most of them are converted, and the number of pure-blooded vampires is only about a hundred or ten.
It's a bunch of damn guys, Richard put on the armor of the Flame Dragon, and aimed at all the vampires in his perception, and his qi and mental energy exploded instantly.
So in the next moment, all the vampires in the entire United States and neighboring countries exploded, turning into clumps of blood.
Karma harvests a large number, more than 50,000!
It can be seen how many hurtful things these guys have done.
Solve the problem, Richard leisurely returns to the base.
In an underground building, a huge metal cabinet suddenly opened and rose, revealing a man and a woman inside, and the two gnawed at each other for a while, before they lovingly picked up the wine glass at the bedside, took out a bag of blood from the refrigerator, and poured it into the cup to toast.
These two are also vampires!
The metal cabinet was specially made to shield Richard's perception.
The male vampire got dressed and left the room after drinking, and went to find his men, who were going to do a big thing.
From an antiquity, he obtained a way to transform into the supreme of vampires, the blood god. Now he needed someone to help him get the conversion device.
As a result, the man frowned when he left the room.
Wrong!
It's so quiet!
Where did all his men die?
"Pochi!" The man shouted.
But there was silence all around, only his voice echoing.
"Damn it!" The man's face changed, he took out the gun and loaded it, and felt it down the hallway.
Within a few steps, he saw a pool of humanoid blood on the wall. The blood stain gave him the feeling as if a person was standing here and bursting open, and the splattered blood formed this blood-colored pattern.
Smelling the blood, the man's face became even more ugly. This paralyzed blood is Pochi!
Who did it, the legendary Daywalker who terrified the old guys?
It can't be Iron Man or Armored Warriors, right? These vampires have been well hidden, and they can't be discovered.
The man went all the way up, out of the ground, and found several blood stains along the way, all of which were his men.
The man took out his phone and made a call. The phone didn't work, so he made several more calls, but no one answered without exception, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.
"Those guys ......"
Men are well aware of the character of their gang of pure-blood vampires, they may hang up, they may turn off, but it is absolutely impossible not to pick up.
Therefore, they must have all had an accident, and they were all wiped out.
So...... Who did it?
What kind of god did they provoke?
Why...... Only he and the woman are not dead?
In this way, Frost spent three days in fear.
For three days, no one bothered him or the woman, which gave Frost a little more peace of mind.
He couldn't guess anything, in this fear, he wanted to increase his strength more and more, he had to let the blood god come!
Frost used his financial and human resources to begin the construction of the instruments mentioned in the ancient texts......
Time passes.
Richard continued to work as a driver, and in a few days he settled a few small fights, but he still enjoyed it.
If you can't summon the Emperor, you should be his driver safely.
No, another passenger is on board.
"Quick, drive, go anywhere!" The passengers were panicked and anxious. "Don't be stunned, drive quickly, there are monsters in the museum!"