On the top floor of the building where Deacon Frost was before, Laura opened the door and walked in after letting Rachel go black.

However, what made her feel strange was that she walked for a long time and did not see anyone.

Finally, I saw a fat man in the computer room. That's right, a big fat vampire.

At first, the thing was still hard-mouthed, and Laura adjusted the power of the heat sight, and burned the word "moon and a half" on the fat man's huge belly.

The fat vampire kept wailing all the time, but the fully transformed body could only make movements such as shaking hands and shaking feet.

"Would you like to speak? Or do I write something else for you? ”

"Don't, don't! Heroine spare her life! I'll just say it!

Deacon Frost had captured Blade's old man and was now locked up in the building's third-floor laboratory.

Blade was lured in and captured, and Deacon took him to the Temple of the Night to summon the Blood God, but I don't know where the exact address is. ”

Laura pulled back the USB stick that had been plugged in before the conversation started from the computer next to the fat vampire, shook it at him, and said, "It's okay, I already know." ”

As she spoke, the fat man saw the red light in her eyes, and quickly closed her eyes and wailed again.

However, after howling for a long time, he found that he was fine, and cautiously opened his eyes to see that the female demon was gone, and there was a big hole in the ground.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but before he could rejoice, he suddenly felt a burning pain coming from behind him.

It turns out that Laura threw a UV grenade behind the fat man before going down the floor.

In fact, as long as you move two meters to the left, you can completely avoid the ultraviolet rays emitted, but the fat man's tonnage can't even move a millimeter, and can only turn into flying ashes after five minutes of screaming.

Thanks to Rachel's ability to figure out the layout of the entire building, Laura went straight down to where Whistler was being held.

After opening the door, looking at the bloodied old man who was fixed on the operating table, she quickly walked up to her and reached out to probe her nose.

Fortunately, Whistler's physical fitness seems to be good, and he can feel a little faint breath.

As soon as Laura put down her hand, before she could figure out how to treat Whistler's injuries, Rachel's voice rang out:

"Just received the signal from the blade, and the location is in what they call the 'Night Temple'."

Laura thought for a few seconds, then turned around and said as she walked out:

"Rachel, lock down this lab, control the medical equipment inside and try to save Whistler's life, I'll save Blade first."

After walking out of the laboratory, she directly raised her head and used her thermal vision to punch a large hole in all floors, and controlled the warframe to fly out.

...................

On the other side, there were bursts of cheers from the Night God Temple, and the one standing in the middle of the stone platform enjoying these cheers was none other than the former Deacon Frost, now the 'God of Blood'.

"My brothers and sisters, the method I found in ancient books has succeeded.

This proves that the pure-blood cowards have not only lost the dignity and bloodiness of vampires, but also forgotten the legacy of their ancestors.

And now, now that I have become the god of blood, I will lead you to restore the supreme glory of the vampire clan!

We are the real masters of the world! Humans should do their part ——— their food! ”

"Food! Food! Food! ”

The vampires present were affected by Deacon Frost's words and shouted along.

"Now, you are about to witness the power of the Blood God with your own eyes!"

Deacon shouted and flew to his feet, knocking the ceiling down with a punch and the sarcophagus falling from above.

Single-handedly lifting the heavy sarcophagus, Deacon violently ripped off the strap that bound the blade, and then threw the serum from the blade back in front of him.

The weakened blade struggled to inject himself with a tube of serum, and in less than two minutes, the mighty 'Daywalker' was back on his feet.

"It's going to be the worst decision you've ever made! Deacon Frost! ”

Deacon smiled contemptuously and beckoned to the blade that had regained its strength.

Blade shouted at this and rushed to Deacon with a straight punch.

"I don't have the strength to beat people, and I still want to be a vampire hunter?"

Deacon grabbed the incoming punch with one hand and lifted his leg to kick it.

The blade was kicked out of the way, knocking down a pillar before coming to a stop.

Although the injection of serum restored his mobility, the previous large amount of blood loss still affected him, and his current strength is less than 6% of what he was in his heyday.

Blade struggled to his feet and charged at Deacon Frost again.

The two quickly fought together, this time relying more on skill to maneuver with Deacon, and constantly observing the position of his silver knife and the changes in the sky outside the temple.

During the engagement, Deacon seized the flaw and kicked at Blade again, and Blade flew to his silver blade.

The blade that finally got his weapon back finally turned from defense to attack, and the sharp knife technique cut one wound after another on Deacon's body.

However, Deacon didn't care, the wounds healed on their own in less than two seconds, and the pain was not worth mentioning for vampires who were usually obsessed with self-harm.

As the minutes passed, the blade, which was not in perfect condition, gradually lost his strength, and was directly grabbed by Deacon with his hand during a slash.

Blade gripped the handle of the knife with all the strength he needed to pull his weapon out of Deacon's grasp.

The silver knife sliced Deacon's palm, but he couldn't move any further, and Deacon's left hand, which was holding the blade, pulled the blade in front of him, and then smashed his right fist into the left side of the blade's face.

The blade was smashed directly into the wall by this blow, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Looking at the already defeated blade, the vampires present cheered excitedly again:

"Blood God! Blood God! Blood God! ”

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! ”

Deacon tossed aside the silver knife in his hand as he threw garbage aside, and walked towards the immobile blade, where he was going to dig out the heart of the Daywalker with his own hands.

Looking at Deacon Frost walking towards him step by step and the bright light coming from the doorway not far away, Blade slammed into his feet with the last bit of strength, and then slammed into the wall that had already been smashed by himself with many cracks.

"Bang!"

The blade slammed through the wall and fell to the ground as he looked back at the hole he had punched into.

By this time, the sun had risen outside, and the sunlight was shining through the hole into the temple.

Hearing a few screams coming from the cave, the corners of Blade's mouth finally pulled a smile, he had just spent so much time with Deacon waiting for this moment.

However, the screaming inside the temple soon came to an abrupt end.

Blade looked intently and saw that it was Deacon Frost's figure appearing in the hole in the sunlight, and the smile on his face turned into a wry smile.