"Something is wrong!"

Blade slammed on the brakes, looking at the vampire with red eyes and fangs exposed, and noticed that the vampire on the other side was a little different from the enemy of the past.

"Whistler, are these brutes different from what they used to be?" He asked his old partner about the situation.

"It's just that some low-level vampires have been stimulated by dark magic, so they show the characteristics of bats."

Ian sat down on the Diaoyutai and explained to the two, "Don't worry, these vampires only have some strength and speed, and no other special abilities. Don't worry, be bold, with my guardian charm, I make sure you don't get hurt. ”

Whistler nodded, bit off the pull ring of the smoke bomb and threw it directly, the smoke containing the silver powder spread, and the vampires who gathered around the car were not affected by the smoke, but the silver powder mixed with the smoke touched the respiratory tract, burning small holes, instantly hollowing out the lungs, and turning half of the body into ashes.

Blade pulled out a silver-plated long knife, and the guardian charm on his body extended to the blade, causing the blade to glow with golden light.

"Mage, your spells are so powerful!"

The blade showed a mouthful of large white teeth, even a little glaring under the clouds.

Immediately, he rushed to the vampire horde, brandished his long knife, and fought his enemies to his heart's content. The long knife is wielded, and under the dual effect of the silver-plated blade and the guardian spell of the Weishan Emperor, the vampires will die when they touch it, and their bodies will be burned out of large holes one after another.

Although Emperor Weishan's guardian spell is a defensive type of magic, positive energy is already a deadly poison for dark creatures such as low-level vampires, and it is more lethal than sunlight.

Whistler saw that Ian's magic was so effective, dragging his left leg, which was not very easy to use, and holding a large bag full of weapons, to play support.

"Won't you fight with us?"

Steve was eager to hold his shield, but he watched Ian sitting in the back seat of the car, with no intention of moving his ass, and his hot mind calmed down a little.

"I'm not interested in this garbage." Ian waved his hand, these ordinary vampires have no characteristics, they don't know magic, their physical fitness is stronger than ordinary people, but they are also limited, and they are afraid of silverware, garlic and the like.

"I was still impassionedly criticizing the government just now, so why did I start to be lazy when it was my turn. Even if these vampires can't hurt you, what about the homeless people on the streets? ”

Steve pushed the car door open and walked out, holding his shield and scolding Ian for his inconsistencies.

Ian turned his head, looked at the hero pose he posed, and said speechlessly: "Big brother, the dark clouds above our heads didn't float over us suddenly. The living on this street have long been drained of their blood as the price of spells. ”

Although Ian has not read the original Dark Book, as the source of black magic, the spells on the Dark Book have a high appearance rate in human history.

Mages of almost every genre have to mention a few mouthfuls of the dark magic they've seen.

One of the most common spells used by vampires is the dark clouds that obscure the sun's rays, as well as the positive energy of white magic, giving vampires a field advantage and inspiring the desires of lower-level vampires.

If you ignore the cost of casting the spell - the blood of the living, this magic can be said to be all-round magic.

"Judging by the size of this dark cloud, the caster estimated that hundreds of living people were sacrificed at one time."

Ian poked his head out of the window, estimating the size of the clouds in his heart, and muttered to himself, "That vampire named Ken won't really be lucky enough to find the fragments of the Dark God Book, will he?" ”

He said this with his mouth, but in his heart he did not believe in any coincidence.

The occurrence of all contingent events is actually the final result of the superposition of inevitable events.

In the wizarding world, coincidences often mean that you have been overshadowed or directly become a pawn of a higher being.

Steve didn't get too far out of the car.

Despite Ian's constant emphasis on his strength, Steve, who hasn't seen Ian do it himself, is always worried about the young man.

"Why did I wake up and encounter so many strange things?"

He swung his shield and smashed it on the head of the vampire who rushed towards him, and the runes lit up on the shield directly cut off the vampire's head, and the corpse immediately dissipated into the air as flying ashes.

But as soon as he killed one, more vampires pounced on him and grabbed his hands and feet.

Emperor Weishan's Guardian Charm erupted, and the golden light erupted in a semicircle, burning the vampires who pounced on them to ashes.

"I said, captain, you don't look like such an indifferent person, how could you not have participated in the workers' movement?"

Ian listened to the sound of the wind, his fingertips swirling with milky white dots of light, and his mouth did not forget to communicate with Steve.

"Are you sure you want to discuss this with me now?"

Steve threw out his shield and used it as a boomerang, instantly sweeping away a large area of enemies, but the void in the battlefield was quickly filled by vampire cannon fodder running out of houses, sewers, and streets.

"That guy who uses black magic has a lot of combat experience, and he hides himself tightly, and it takes a bit of effort to locate him."

Ian smelled the thick xenomorph magic in the air, and he really felt the urge to vomit.

"Okay, okay!"

Steve looked at Ian's relaxed appearance, surrendered helplessly, and said: "You know the history of the United States so well, how can you not know that during the Great Depression, Hoover's FBI suppressed all the labor movements." By the time I entered the factory, there was no public organization other than the trade unions. ”

"And at that time, my mother was also sick, and it was not easy to make ends meet, so how could she have the ability to participate in such a secret activity."

Steve gritted his teeth, but he didn't feel too much pressure, he just watched a group of vampires rushing up, and the psychological pressure was so nervous.

Ian really didn't know much about the history of the Great Depression, and then asked, "You are so skilled, why do you say such misleading words?" ”

"Because you're so annoying."

Steve mistook the vampire in front of him for Ian, and smashed his shield down, smashing his head into his chest.

"Domineering, not at all polite to me, a senior. What are the virtues of those people in the government, I don't know better than you? ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you are sincere to those who are suffering, I would have left a long time ago."

"Then you're pretending to be like that!" Ian gave a thumbs up.

"Are you two done talking?"

Blade retreated to the side of the car with Whistler, who had run out of bullets, and looked at the two men chatting, almost vomiting blood.

Although the guardian charm opened their eyes, with Ian's performance, it was inevitable that people would feel depressed.

"Wait a minute!"

The points of light on Ian's fingertips stopped spinning, and flew out in one direction, streaking through the air in an arc, causing chaos of alien magic.

"Someone has been found!"

Ian drew a circle with his hand, and orange-red sparks built a human-high portal.

As soon as he jumped out of the portal, the pungent smell of blood hit his face, greatly stimulating his sense of smell.

In the enclosed space the size of a warehouse, men and women hung from the roof, their bodies full of tubes, and the blood was drawn from the tubes and fell into the trenches in the ground.

Ian shuddered as he looked at these people, he had experienced the battlefield of Flashpoint, he had seen the sinister of Gotham, but he didn't have the chill in front of him in front of him.

These hanging people are not treated as human beings at all, or even as living beings, but only as objects that can be manipulated at will.

As a normal person, Ian saw such a cold scene, and the flames of anger burned in his heart.

"Dare to break into my territory and look for death!"

The vampire mage, who was standing in the middle of the pool of blood to maintain his magic, saw Ian suddenly jump out, and his first reaction was to kill the outsider.

But in response to him was a rope that shimmered with golden light, and the noose of the mantra strangled his neck.

"You are the one who is going to die today. And I'm not going to let you die an easy death. ”

With a pull of his hand, Ian pulled the other man over and put his foot on his head.

Bang!

Ian walks through the portal and throws the vampire mage who has turned into a human stick to the ground.

Steve, Blade, and Whistler were without Ian, and the three of them huddled together to keep warm, just to form the symbol of the Visandi Triangle, completing the ritual and accidentally building a magic circle to keep all the vampires out.

The thrown human stick vampire mage grabs their attention.

Steve looked at the vampire mage who had fainted in pain, frowned and asked, "His limbs can't disappear on their own, right?" ”

"Of course not!" Ian turned the Holy Dao Sword that had not yet been liberated, which looked like a kitchen knife: "I cut off the limbs of this bastard, and gagged him to prevent him from shouting." ”

"You want to know why, just step over the portal and take a look."

Blade and Whistler shook their heads, they had been fighting vampires for so long, and they knew how such brutes tortured ordinary people.

Steve crosses the portal.

Ian snapped his fingers, stabilizing the triangular shape of the Vishandi's guardian charm, and tearing apart the vampire that pounced on him with positive energy.

"Bastard, brute!"

Steve soon ran back, his face blue and furious, his blond hair standing on end, like an angry lion.

"They turned the living into dead things on the assembly line of the slaughterhouse, doesn't the government care?"

Whistler and Blade looked familiar to Steve, but they weren't teenagers and didn't recognize the young man in front of them as Captain America.

Whistler, who was full of white hair, said with a mocking face: "The young man is still too naïve, and those old men in the government themselves want to become vampires, immortal, and maintain their youth with the blood of all kinds of children, how can they destroy these guys." ”

"It's that the current New York commissioner has a bit of a conscience, and the police are starting to pay attention to those disappearances. In the past, Deacon and his men just had to say hello, and the police didn't care about anything. ”

Steve's face was getting ugly, he grew up in the Great Depression and had no unrealistic illusions about the government, but he was disappointed that officials were colluding with vampires.

At least Roosevelt Jr. was willing to force the tycoons to spit out a little scraps in order to save the American collective.

How did the government become like this?

Steve's dissatisfaction with the government quickly grew, but instead of showing it, he asked Ian, "What do we do now?" ”

"We?" Ian tugged at the Lasso of Truth, causing the vampire mage to wake up and pass out in agony.

"Are you willing to join my team?"

Steve raised his shield and said solemnly, "It's impossible for me to watch innocent people die and do nothing." ”

"The captain deserves to be the captain."

Ian gave a thumbs up when he sensed Steve's change in mood, and said, "I'll leave these vampires to me, and I'll discuss the plan to pull this tumor out of New York City back to the sanctuary." ”

The three of them heard Ian say this, and cooperated to give up a vacant lot.

Without a host, the magical ritual could not function on its own, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and a ray of sunlight fell on Ian through the dark clouds.

He raised the Holy Dao Sword, and the full blade appeared, shouting, "Orange Battle Treasure, return to its place!" ”

The yellow lotus pod rotated, and a colorful lotus flower flew out of the ground, slowly opening its petals, revealing three generations of fragrant orange battle treasures.

Orange Liuxiang's template fusion is 100%, and Ian can summon any of the three generations of mecha at will.

The mecha cockpit opened, and he flew inside, and without the Qinglong Glaive Sword, he raised the full version of the Holy Dao Sword.

"Fruit Burst Divine Soldier!"

The Holy Dao Sword was inserted into the console.

"Disintegrate, upgrade!"

The colorful sword flew out of the void and inserted into the keyhole behind the mecha's head, separating the hands and feet, with an extra shield on the left arm and a blade on the right arm.

Bang!

The five-meter-tall mecha fell to the ground, stirring up a gust of wind to roll up the dust and spread it in all directions.

"Why are you still a magician playing with technology?"

Although the three generations of Xiangcheng Zhanbao look a bit of a military general's style, the real steel of the mecha still gives people a sci-fi style.

"Just because I know how to use magic doesn't mean I'm a magician."

Ian responded to Steve's surprise with a smile, and then with a wave of his right arm, the large knife slashed out horizontally, and the sword light mixed with the righteous qi of the Holy Dao swept through the large area of vampires.

This is a righteous qi that even the darkness of decay can't counteract, and a group of low-level vampires can't resist it.

In particular, the dark clouds overhead are gradually dissipating, and the falling sunlight is shining on the orange battle treasure, like the reincarnation of a martial god.

The low-level vampires are not without reason, and when they see the orange battle treasure, although they roar from their mouths, they are just holding on, and they have long wanted to run away.

But an order from a superior vampire told them to stay where they are and fight Orange War Treasure.

"But the ears of the chicken!"

Ian didn't want to waste time with these cannon fodder, so he directly amplified the move.

The blade of the left arm detached from the arm and spun and flew above his head, extending into a complete glaive.

He disappeared in place with his long knife, slashing through the streets with each appearance and killing vast swaths of vampires.

However, the people behind the scenes don't care about these low-level vampires who can be transformed at will, and want to use crowd tactics to drag down Ian.

But they couldn't keep up with Ian's speed, so they targeted the three Steves.

"The frog at the bottom of the well will only sit in the well and watch the sky, not knowing the vastness of the world."

Ian looked at the vampires surging up, squinted his eyes, and drove the orange battle treasure into the sky, and the righteous qi of the Holy Dao turned into a divine dragon and wrapped around the glaive knife, shooting down to the ground like a meteor.

The pillar of light formed by the righteous qi of the Holy Dao pierced through the clouds and went straight into the sky, and the sword light spread out like a full moon of fifteen.

The vampires were so frightened that they cried and cried for their mothers, and even ignored the suppression of their blood and tried to escape, but they were still turned into ashes by the light of the knife along with the buildings that had long been abandoned.

The mech landed, the glaive turned back into a blade and returned to his arm, and Ian immediately disarmed the mech.

Steve: They looked at the streets that had been leveled, and their jaws almost closed.

"Your attack power is too exaggerated?"

"What is this, I haven't done it with all my strength yet!"

Ian grabbed the vampire mage and opened the portal to the entrance to the New York Temple, beckoning them to run:

"Hurry up, S.H.I.E.L.D. and the New York police will be there in a moment."

Steve and the three of them didn't know about S.H.I.E.L.D., but they didn't want to be exposed to the authorities either, so they hurried to keep up.

"What did you kid do, I can see your pillar of light in Manhattan?"

As soon as Ian walked into the sanctuary, Mordo had a dark face to ask about it, even though his face was already dark.

"These are the little things!"

With a wave of his hand, Ian asked Steve to take the two vampire hunters to Casillas, and lifted the vampire mage in his hand.

"Where did this guy learn his magic, that's the most important thing."

Mordo listened to what had happened, and realized that maybe this time the Dark Book or even other black hands were involved, and he didn't care about the trouble Ian had made, and dragged him to interrogate the only captive in this encounter.

Hell's Kitchen.

New York Police Commissioner George Stacy listened to his subordinates' report and said unhappily, "You mean, that pillar of light destroyed everything on the ground in the surrounding streets, so we didn't find anything." ”

The police officer in charge of checking the traces at the scene nodded in embarrassment in front of the chief, wanting to meet the stormy reprimand of his boss.

"You guys work hard, check it a few more times, and don't miss any clues."

George was upset, but instead of angering his men, he encouraged them to keep working.

"No need, Director Stacy, we'll take over here."

Stacy turned her head and saw a bald man and a redhead woman approaching.

"The Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, we were ordered to take over the scene."

"What kind of miscellaneous organization, I haven't heard of it, get out of here, or I'll arrest you all for obstructing official business." As the chief of the New York Police Department, George is not a rookie who has just entered society, and he doesn't buy their account at all.

There are so many departments of all kinds in the United States, and all county officials are not as good as the current ones, even if this bureau is really an important department, when you go to New York, you have to listen to him, the police chief.

Phil Coulson sighed helplessly and took out a document: "We have the mayor's order, this is always okay, Director Stacy?" ”

George read the order carefully, confirming it again, his gaze wandering over the document and Coulson's face.

In the end, he pouted and told all the officers to go home from work, leaving no one behind.

Coulson reached out to show kindness, but George ignored him and drove away.

In his territory, robbed his case, stretched out his hand and wanted to reconcile, how can there be such a beautiful thing.

"What a director with a personality!" Coulson reluctantly laughed and withdrew his hand.

"Let's investigate!" Black Widow takes off her sunglasses.

Coulson sighed: "Within a day, the vampire in New York went crazy and the man suspected of being Captain America appeared with a shield. What's wrong with the world, or am I crazy? ”

"Even if you're really crazy, Fury won't approve you for sick leave." Natasha also had a headache when she looked at the smooth clearing.

It's so clean, how can you check it?

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