C221 - 218 Revenge And Anger, Making Deals With The Devil (I)
"How can this be ...?"
Selene's eyes were empty as blood remained around her lips.
The downpour drenched her whole body, with strands of hair sticking to her cheeks.
The water drops slowly slid down along the black leather coat.
As an adult vampire who had just passed her centenary birthday, Selene thought that her mental quality was tough enough not to be broken by any sudden accidents or changes!
She was the best fighter in the coven and the elite among the Death Dealers.
With the blood of werewolves on her hands, she had used silver bullets and long swords to send all those ferocious beasts to hell.
Selene could be only one step weaker than the elder vampires in terms of combat power alone and could completely beat other fellow vampires.
But--
The two happy events, Viktor's awakening and Kraven's death came together.
She should have been joyful, but why did it turn into this?
The annoying Kraven used his life to expose the truth that Viktor had been hiding for so long.
Selene's parents died because of the other party, and it had nothing to do with werewolves.
It turned out that she had been living a lie all these years.
The vampire warrior, who grew up with bitter hatred since childhood, had her inner support shattered.
"Viktor is very good at fooling people and scheming. He is gentle and kind to any valuable object, but that's all fake, not the real him. "
Lucian, the Lycan Leader, looked sympathetically at Selene, showing tenderness in his eyes.
Viktor not only spared Selene but also took her with him and cared for her.
The reason was that the other person looked like his dead daughter.
As Sonja's lover, Lucian, will inevitably feel that Selene was familiar.
"He is a cold-blooded animal in the true sense of the word and doesn't have feelings for anyone."
Lucian said through clenched teeth.
Selene seemed to ignore it, and a look of hatred rose in her eyes.
She rushed straight into the rain and ran towards the direction of the vampire manor.
"Where is she going?"
Lucian was puzzled.
At this time, the best choice should be to join hands with him.
With the power of the werewolves and the Superman of the human world in front of him.
Against Viktor and the vampire coven, naturally, there would be no pressure.
"In Selene's condition, it is difficult for her to think rationally. All she could think about is killing Viktor."
Luke sat back in the car. The officer with the umbrella skillfully moved Kraven's cold body into the trunk.
'This vampire was good material. Throw it to Bolivar Trask, and he would be very interested in it.'
"General, I have shown my sincerity."
Lucian retracted his eyes; he couldn't care less about Selene, who was overwhelmed by revenge and anger.
"How are you going to fulfill your promise and help werewolves fight vampires?"
Luke, leaning in the back seat, smiled and whispered, "To solve the problem, we must start with the root cause."
"The werewolves hate vampires as much as you hate Viktor."
"Then, I'll throw Viktor's head in front of you and bring down the entire Corvinus coven."
"In this way, all the troubles would be solved."
Lucian was a bit stunned. He had been planning for centuries, lying in wait for centuries, to accomplish a magnificent cause. This guy spoke as if it was simple as to whether eat white bread or toast tonight.
Wasn't this a bit of a joke?
The feud between werewolves and vampires, enemies for thousands of years, couldn't be solved so easily!
"Is that all ... there is?"
The Lycan Leader asked hesitantly.
He thought Luke would assemble the army and use the power of science and technology.
For example, making ultraviolet weapons, silver nitrate bullets, and dealing with the huge Corvinus coven.
"What else is there?"
Luke asked.
There was no need to make a big fuss about a little character like Viktor.
"Hurry up and get in the car, Lucian. You won't see a better revenge show in the future."
Hearing Luke's urging, the Lycan Leader reluctantly got into the car.
The rain was still pouring down. The black car was like a speedboat, cutting through the darkness of the night that enveloped the world.
...
...
Boom!
A blazing white bolt of lightning struck down like a wildly dancing silver snake.
The frantic running made Selene feel a little tired.
She took a few breaths and stood at the gates of the manor.
The rain had drenched her whole body, and the chill penetrated the body, making her feel uncomfortable.
"Selene came back."
In the manor, vampire members sitting in the monitoring room saw a familiar figure and opened the two iron gates.
Wrapped in the rain, Selene strode forward, reaching for the thick wooden door.
"Selene... the elders are looking for you."
Someone said.
They couldn't help but shrink their necks. This female vampire warrior seemed even colder than usual.
"Where is Viktor?"
Selene squeezed these words out of her lips.
"The underground chamber."
The man next to her replied.
"Elder Amelia asked you to see her first. You and Kraven were missing ..."
Selene ignored it, and with her boots on the carpet, she quickly disappeared down the hall.
As Lucian said, tongues could weave lies, and mouths could spit out rumors.
But memories won't lie!
The fragmented scene contained Kraven's blood.
There were stories about Sonja's death, Lucian's betrayal, and how ... Viktor killed her parents!
After Lucian's set of words, those memories originally buried in the bottom of his heart quietly surfaced to his heart and became clearer.
Ta! Ta! Ta!
Footsteps echoed in the underground chamber. Selene pushed open the gate and saw Viktor, the great Lord, sitting at the top.
Behind him, blood bags were hung and connected.
His eyes were closed, seemingly still asleep.
Because he hasn't regained his full strength, Viktor's skin was greenish-black, and his hair hadn't grown out.
The whole person didn't have the grand majesty of a vampire elder, but rather like decaying wood, emitting an aging aura.
"Viktor..."
Selene called out.
There was no response from the other party.
She took a deep breath as droplets of water slid off her leather jacket and soaked the ground.
She held a gun with silver bullets in her right hand and pointed it at Viktor, who was sleeping.
Silver nitrate bullets could kill both werewolves and vampires.
"I wanted an explanation, but no matter how you say it, a lie is still a lie and will never become a fact."
Selene's mind flashed back to the memories from Kraven's blood.
The pain was fueled by revenge and turned into a blazing fire that burned her heart.
Selene pulled the trigger, and the bullet was discharged.
Bang!
It missed.
A shadow swept in front of Selene's eyes, and Viktor, who was covered in blood transfusions, stared at her with those blue pupils, glaring.
The other party raised one hand and grabbed the fragile neck of the vampire female warrior with a jerk.
"Dear Selene, why are you doing this to me?"
A raspy voice sounded slow, and Viktor's shriveled arm felt like cast iron.
No matter how hard Selene struggled, she couldn't escape.
The elder vampire's strength was one-sidedly crushing the other.
"You killed my parents, and then you lied to me. You blamed it all on the werewolves!"
The anger in Selene's eyes burst out like a sharp sword piercing Viktor's heart.
But the latter was indifferent. He coldly said, "Yes, I took a lot from you, but I gave you so much more, Selene."
"Is it not enough that I have given you the gift of eternal life and nobility?"
"That's what ordinary people have longed for all their lives."
Selene had a look of utter disappointment in her eyes. She didn't want to say anything to Viktor.
The other party was a true cold-blooded animal, without any feelings to speak of.
She endured the pain of suffocation and clenched her gun.
"And what did you do to Sonja? Tied her to a cross and burned her to ashes in the sun?"
As the best soldier in the coven, Selene didn't wait and die.
She used words to evoke Viktor's memories while accumulating strength.
"Sonja..."
Viktor's cold demeanor slightly retracted.
The strength in his arm relaxed for a moment.
Bang!
Selene fought back decisively.
The muzzle of the gun erupted in flames.
A silver bullet was fired at Viktor's heart.
The latter acted quickly and threw Selene away.
Dodging, his arm was pierced by a bullet.
He winced a little as the tightening muscles squeezed the bullet out.
It fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.
"You are a worthy warrior under my tutelage."
Viktor said coldly with an expressionless face.
The silver nitrate bullets made it difficult for vampires and werewolves to heal their wounds, producing a violent burning sensation.
It was a very nasty feeling.
"Unfortunately, you are still too impulsive."
Instead of pursuing, Viktor went back to his seat. He tore open the hanging blood bag, tilted his head, and gulped it down.
Compared with blood transfusion, this method was very direct, but its efficiency was much slower.
There was no way for the vampire elders to recover all their strength quickly.
"Who told you this secret? Kraven? No, he's a coward, a bureaucrat who only hides behind everyone."
Viktor asked himself.
"That's why I let him run the coven. Kraven can't cause any storms, despite his ambition."
"Is it that ... Lucian?"
The vampire elder glanced at Selene's expression and got the desired answer.
"I knew it was him. That damned wolf took away my love from me, and now he's provoking our relationship."
"Sooner or later, I will kill him. I'll put a long spike through his body and let him bleed to death!"
Viktor's words were full of hatred.
He must have hated Lucian.
Just like the other party, always trying to twist his head off.
This was an unbreakable blood feud!
"All right, Selene."
Viktor, who had drunk a lot of blood, shed his dry body and returned to a vigorous and healthy human form.
"I really don't want to do this, but there is no other way. To ensure the continuation of the coven, eradicating threats is necessary."
The sycophantic Viktor, dressed in a magnificent robe, held a silver longsword.
He walked towards Selene, who had fallen to the ground. The blade of his sword scratched the ground with a long trail.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Selene shot the silver bullets out of her pistol, but Viktor was too fast to hit.
"That's enough, dear ... daughter."
Viktor raised his sword. He regarded Selene as his own, but she has grown up and turned rebellious.
When one's life was at risk, kinship seemed less important to an elder vampire who had lived for a long time.
"This is wonderful!"
At the last moment, a round of applause sounded in the underground chamber.
The tall figure walked out of the darkness with a gentle smile on his lips.
He looked like an audience member enjoying the show, clapping his hands to show his satisfaction.
Behind this man was Viktor's most hated enemy- Lucian, the Lycan Leader.
"Ms. Selene, I've already asked you once in the car, and now I'm asking you again."
Luke looked at the vampire warrior who was preparing to die and whispered, "How much are you willing to pay in exchange for killing your enemy?"
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Back to 20 minutes ago.
A black car rushed through the dark rain. The blinding headlights lit up the iron gates of the manor.
White lightning, like a silver snake, tore the clouds.
By the light, the camera installed in the opposite corner took some pictures of the people in the car.
"Strangers ... these outsiders don't look like they should be related to any other coven, right?"
The vampire in the control room curled his mouth. He looked at the driver and Luke sitting in the back and thought it might be a human being who entered by mistake.
Vampires were usually dressed in a royal manner.
They liked complicated patterns, soft fabrics, and exquisite ornaments.
The ones in the car were too 'plain', not so fancy.
"This is a legal hunting area. How about ... some dinner?"
The vampire looked at his partner, who was holding a pornographic magazine and flipping through it.
"That's breaking the rules."
The companion shook his head, focusing on the sexy body of the magazine model.
"Kraven ordered not to hunt humans without permission. It would be bad if it caused dissatisfaction among the masters."
The vampire, who wanted to do something, snickered, "Kraven? That guy had gone somewhere."
"When Elder Viktor wakes up, he'll be furious when he finds out he's absent from such an important occasion, right?"
"Let's get ourselves an extra meal before anyone else finds out ... I haven't tasted fresh human blood in a long time. I can't even get cold blood from the blood bank recently!"
Within the vampire coven, there had always been a clear hierarchy.
Since the Temple of the Three issued the rules, no private hunting of humans was allowed.
Vampires could only restrain their minions. Any kind of feasting on the blood of the living and virgin girls' 'first kiss' were all forbidden.
So, their daily rations were all from the blood of the living, stocked in the blood banks of major hospitals.
For vampires, fresh, young, and warm blood were considered the best wine of the top five French wineries.
At best, the supply of refrigerated blood could only be regarded as ordinary grade wine.
Then again, the worst quality was animal blood, which couldn't satisfy their hunger and thirst.
Like these two vampires in the control room, they could only be assigned with the most inferior blood bags.
Their degree of misery in life was comparable to that of an old single fat man who couldn't even drink soda water.
The other vampire was still flipping through the pornographic magazines, and his pants were moving slightly; he showed no interest and said, "Then go and get yourself an extra meal, I don't want to get involved. When Elder Viktor wakes up and holds a banquet, there must be some good things on the table."
After he said that, his mouth smacked twice.
The models in the magazine were fascinating.
'What great evil! This dress was so tight and so well-rounded!'
"You really have no standards!"
The vampire staring at the monitor screen despised him.
No matter how beautiful a woman was, besides the fresh blood in her body, which was delicious. What else was attractive?
"I'll go out for a while."
This pragmatic vampire left his seat and walked out of the room.
In order to avoid other people and eat by himself, he didn't even take the stairs and went straight out of the window.
'I can already smell the sweet scent. It's making me hungry.'
When the vampire walked outside the manor, the black car honked its horn twice, obviously a little impatient.
"Open the door."
He waved at the camera, and the two iron gates opened with a bang.
Facing the dazzling headlights, the vampire walked towards his dinner.
"Lucian, your turn."
The Lieutenant General Superman, who was leaning back and resting his eyes, was indifferent to this.
He wasn't interested in getting his hands dirty with this kind of small miscellaneous soldier.
The Lycan Leader, who wasn't tame, was still interested. He pushed open the car door and rushed up without saying a word.
"Werewolf ... motherfucker!"
The vampire, who couldn't wait to eat, saw Lucian's arms sprouting a cluster of black hair. He was so scared that he burst out a foul word and turned his head to run away.
In close combat, vampires were like archers without movement skills, encountering a well-developed player. The outcome goes without saying.
Lucian took a few large steps. He caught up with the fleeing vampire and slapped him down!
Smack!
A crisp sound rang.
The vampire's brain burst like a watermelon.
Like a splash of paint, the red and white mixture of turbid liquid was quickly washed away by the rain.
The fat vampire in the surveillance room, still holding the pornographic magazine, with his pants up in an obvious tent, didn't notice the gory scene on the surveillance screen.
"This is the home base of the Corvinus coven of vampires? "
Luke walked out of the car. His bio-force field blocked the pouring rain.
"Time for revenge, Lucian."
The Lycan Leader who got the order pulled a cruel smile out of the corner of his lips.
He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Since the death of Sonja and his unborn child, the flame of revenge burned Lucian's heart.
He had always wanted to go back to the Corvinus coven, stand in front of the Lord, Viktor, and ask the other loudly whether he had regretted it all these years.
"Sir, I'm very grateful to you for keeping your promise."
Bang!
The thick door was kicked open by Lucian, and wood splinters flew across the room, making a huge commotion.
This Lycan Leader wanted to lead his kin into this manor and rip his enemies apart with his bare hands!
Now, with the background and power of Superman, he could finally break-in.
"Werewolf!"
"It's an enemy attack!"
"Go get Elder Amelia!"
The young vampires enjoying themselves in the hall were panicking. They had long been corrupted by the life of intoxication and had lost the sense of vigilance they should have had.
Lucian, who had transformed into a beast, stepped across the threshold and onto the solid floor.
Raising his sturdy arms, he swept his claws down!
Rip!
A young vampire, still immersed in the ethereal atmosphere, had half of his brain slashed off, spurting out a stream of blood.
"So bloody, so violent..."
Luke, who was walking behind, imitated Howard's tone of voice.
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The slaughter had just entered the foreplay stage and hadn't climaxed when Amelia, the Elder, arrived just in time.
Looking at the more than half of her coven members dead and wounded in the hall, she didn't feel angry.
For vampires, there were numerous non-direct descendants, and it didn't matter how many died.
Only direct descendants who have inherited their own blood and power were worth looking at.
"Lucian, are you alone?"
Behind Amelia, the heavily armed Death Dealers pointed their silver-bullet guns at the ferocious werewolf.
"I know Viktor has awakened, so you couldn't hold back your vengeful anger ... Too impulsive, it's not like your usual character."
The sturdy wolf king, who was over 2 meters tall, let out a low growl. His pupils were full of killing intent.
The large hind legs were powered up, and the huge body brought up a gust of wind.
"Fire!"
Amelia's reflexes were much stronger than those of a young vampire.
The gorgeously dressed figure disappeared abruptly, avoiding Lucian's violent lunge.
"You're not moving fast enough."
Amelia laughed jokingly.
Dadada! Dadada!
Heavy gunfire sounded, hitting Lucian's body.
With powerful momentum, it forced him back.
But the pain didn't frighten Lucian. Instead, it stimulated the Lycan Leader's ferocity.
He looked up to the sky and let out a long roar as his muscles continued to contract, squeezing out the silver bullets inside.
Ding, ding, ding!
The bullets fell to the ground.
"Your strength isn't bad."
Luke, who was leaning against the foyer and not attracting attention, commented.
Against lower-level werewolves, silver bullets were effective.
But high-level werewolves like Lucian, the procedure should be: forcing a wave of damage and then finishing him off.
"I'm sure Viktor would love this gift -- the werewolf Lucian's head, on a pike!"
Amelia picked up a silver longsword. With a swish, it cut through the air.
The speed of a high-ranking vampire was so fast that she resembled a streak of shadow.
The silver longsword drew a powerful arc, tearing open Lucian's chest.
Blood surged out, and a few drops fell on Amelia's cheek.
She reached out and wiped it with her finger.
"Really delicious."
Amelia licked her fingers, and her gorgeous dress fluttered.
The long sword in her hand turned into a swift silver light and stabbed Lucian directly in the heart.
Compared to the useless young descendants, this elder had a lot of combat experience.
At least she experienced the devastating wolf disaster with Viktor and Marcus.
Despite the fact that she led a comfortable life later on, making her fighting spirit dulled, the combat skills that were burned into her bones were still intact.
Roar! Roar!
Lucian's pupils reflected a silver light.
The long sword pierced deeply through his chest, almost piercing his heart and ending the Lycan Leader's life.
"You think you can kill me with that? That's not enough!"
Lucian held back the pain and raised his claws, sending the attacker, Amelia, flying out of the room.
Boom!
The elder vampire lady crashed through the railing, and her gorgeous gown was reduced to pieces.
The tight waistband directly popped open, and the snow-white landscape was exposed.
What great evils!
Luke glanced at them. 'This was very much to Howard's taste.'
Dadada! Dadada!
Seeing that the Elder was defeated, the Death Dealers of the coven rushed forward, shielded by the gunfire.
It was quite effective.
With a sword in his body, the raging Lucian seemed to be caught in a quagmire.
On one side, there was suppression by gunfire in the hall, and on the other side, there was close-quarters interference, which kept this Lycan Leader in a tight circle.
"Damn bastard!"
Amelia cursed and picked up the silver longsword that had fallen out of her hand.
She wobbled off the floor, ready to deliver the killing blow to Lucian.
"Okay, if we waste any more time, Selene will run out of time."
Luke scanned aimlessly. His vision penetrated through the barrier and saw everything that happened in the underground chamber.
"An elder vampire is also good material."
Superman, who walked through the entrance, was finally noticed by the others.
He was too subtle before, and the vampires' attention was drawn to Lucian.
"Human?"
A Death Dealer exclaimed in surprise.
The vampire's keen sense of smell easily identified Luke's identity.
He didn't have the strong body odor of a werewolf, nor the particularity of vampires- low body temperature and slow heartbeats.
"Why is there a human in the manor?"
While doubt flashed, the Death Dealers subconsciously pulled the trigger, and the gun spewed bullets.
The silver nitrate bullet hit Luke's chest as if it had hit a thick steel plate.
The bullet fell down, not even scratching his skin.
"This is a high-end suit."
Luke muttered in displeasure.
His eyes slightly condensed, and a crimson beam of light cut through.
Boom!
The originally fierce battlefield instantly paused.
Whether it was Lucian, the rampaging Lycan Leader, or the gun-wielding vampires.
They all stopped moving in unison, showing a dumbfounded and shocked look!
The high-temperature beam was like a red-hot knife slicing through butter, easily cutting open the entire manor.
Those Death Dealers who were in the middle and failed to dodge were either cut off at the waist or split into two.
The exuberant heat instantly evaporated the blood flowing out of them.
On the surface of the wound, a crystallized layer emerged like jelly.
Although Lucian had witnessed Superman's ability to tear apart a werewolf, he had never imagined that his opponent's strength could be so powerful that he barely needed to raise a single ounce of motivation.
The vampires were even more scared. Even the Temple of the Three's masters weren't this scary!
"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."
Luke looked up and smiled. His foot pounded the floor.
Boom!
The ground shook, the mansion shook!
The surge of air was like a hurricane sweeping through!
Amelia, who was holding a long sword, blinked once. A tall figure was suddenly in front of her.
Even with the dynamic vision of the vampire elders, she failed to capture Luke's movements.
'So fast! A dreadful enemy!'
A pair of bat-like wings popped out from behind Amelia's back.
Under the frantic flapping, the shocked vampire elder disappeared.
Werewolves had a bestial state.
While vampires could also transform.
Elders like Amelia, Viktor, and Marcus, all of whom could fly at low altitudes.
When her bat wings sprung out.
Amelia moved even faster.
Like a swift lightning bolt, people could only see a blurred shadow.
"Where are you going?"
Without looking back, Amelia was ready to head towards the underground chamber.
But before she could fly much further, Luke jumped in front of her with an even faster speed.
The pair of slightly red eyes stared at the naked Amelia.
"I have a friend who's very interested in vampires, especially female vampires."
The corners of Luke's mouth curled up in a calm smile.
But his hand was ruthless. He didn't show any mercy.
Heat Vision bursts out!
Like a high-precision laser, the pair of bat wings behind Amelia's back was shredded off.
With a sudden shock, the vampire elder fell from above and hit the ground before even feeling severe pain.
"No running around."
Luke looked down at Amelia, who was curled up in a ball and spoke lightly.
"Otherwise, I'll let Lucian eat you -- werewolves aren't picky eaters. What's more, the high temperature sterilized you. You're completely safe to eat."
The calm voice conveyed a chilling sentiment.
Amelia shuddered. 'When did humans become so scary?'
"Come on, Lucian, let's go down and see your enemy, Viktor."
Luke glanced at the Lycan Leader, who had shed his bestial form, and turned towards the underground chamber.
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At what cost?
Selene, who had fallen to the ground, was biting her lip. The blood flowed into her mouth with a sweet taste.
She looked at the Lieutenant General, who was standing at the entrance of the underground chamber and read a trace of seriousness and danger from the other's eyes.
Since his appearance, this mysterious and unpredictable Lieutenant General had been acting like a Wall Street stockbroker.
He always gave people what they wanted most but took more.
"Everything!"
Selene didn't hesitate to answer.
She looked up at the cold-eyed Viktor. The hatred in her heart almost solidified.
Many philosophers say that 'humans are fickle and complex animals,' but this statement is true for any intelligent species.
A few hours ago, Selene regarded Viktor as the closest elder in her life.
But now, the female vampire warrior, who knew the truth, was willing to give everything -- body or soul -- in exchange for a chance at revenge.
"I should have lived an ordinary life, with a warm family and caring parents ..."
Selene said bitterly.
"Instead of becoming a nocturnal creature that fears the sunlight, living in darkness!"
Viktor shook his head with a straight face, "You are too weak, Selene."
He taught Kraven about power and ambition and let him run the coven.
And he instilled Selene with toughness and determination, making her the best warrior she could be.
But in the end.
Kraven became a traitor.
Selene also became a traitor.
This result saddened Viktor.
"I'll give you everything, General!"
Selene wiped away the tears that represented her weakness and stated one word at a time.
Don't mention the fact that Luke was human and couldn't be trusted.
Even if he was the devil from hell, who wanted her soul, she wasn't afraid.
"Deal."
Luke snapped his fingers and nodded with satisfaction.
By dealing with one person, he could satisfy two acts of revenge.
No loss!
"Lucian, do you want to join?"
The Lieutenant General asked in a low voice.
In order to ensure the customer experience, he suggested Lucian give it a try.
If he took action himself, the whole battle would take less than half a minute.
Ending it too soon wasn't good.
"Okay."
Lucian was concise and nodded his head in response.
His eyes, full of murderous intent, were fixed on Viktor.
The latter still didn't know what happened above, let alone about Amelia, who had her bat wings that symbolized the high-order of vampires torn off and was almost turned into a roasted bat and eaten.
This vampire lord thought he had everything under control.
He looked at Luke, who appeared suddenly, and Lucian, the Lycan Leader, behind him. A touch of coldness flashed in his blue eyes.
"Lucian, you are becoming more and more depraved. You're willing to be a lapdog of a human!"
Viktor said sarcastically.
"Are you expecting them to give you a few bones for the wolves to gnaw on? Instead of working for humans, you should have remained a slave to vampires."
"At least we would be generous and drop a few more bones."
The contemptuous tone stirred the anger in Lucian's heart.
"Viktor, wake up."
There was a fierce glint in the Lycan Leader's eyes.
"Don't drown yourself in the glorious past of the vampires, unable to pull yourself out."
"Now you're just animals in captivity, like beasts in cages."
"Human beings have ruled the world, and vampires have long lost their qualification to stand at the top of the pyramid."
In the Middle Ages, vampires and werewolves were indeed the rulers of Europe.
The former, in particular, completely regarded human beings as mobile blood bags and hunted indiscriminately.
This situation became increasingly serious after the colonial period.
Vampires invaded North America until Abraham Lincoln appeared.
That's right!
This rather famous President was said to be a legendary vampire hunter!
Luke had a strong desire to vomit when he saw this unbelievable and bizarre history from the library of the New York sanctum.
Back to the topic. The European continent, at that time, was the hunting ground of the major vampire covens.
When the Temple of the Three began to reorganize the order, they dispelled away from the darkness and issued the rules.
Vampires were swept into the garbage from the peak of their history.
So, it wasn't surprising that the awakened vampire Lord despised humans, and even more so Lucian, the Lycan Leader, who was working with humans.
His mindset hadn't changed yet, and he didn't know that times had changed.
"Haha, how dare you enter this manor and bring a human with you! "
Viktor spoke in a deep voice, "Lucian, you're looking for death!
He glanced at Luke, who was standing in front of him.
A strong young man -- his vampire's senses perceived. This was the only conclusion the vampire Lord came to.
Strong heartbeat, vigorous vitality. Other than these, he couldn't see any other abnormalities.
"Giving you the opportunity for revenge? ... Is that such an easy thing to believe?"
Viktor looked down at Selene and sneered.
His luxurious robe tore apart, and a pair of bat wings sprouted up behind him.
Compared to Amelia's wings, this vampire Lord had longer and thicker wings.
The white skeleton supported the thin film-like wings.
Fully open, they could take up almost half the space in the underground chamber.
Just from the momentum, they were far superior to Amelia's, who was also an elder.
'He's almost close to an "ancestor level". '
Luke's mouth curled as he thought to himself.
He ignored Viktor, who was ready to kill someone.
Although it was said that we don't see each other from God's perspective.
This vampire Lord was a decisive and competent leader.
To prolong life, strengthen the coven, and consolidate power, even his daughter was sacrificed.
Of course, he also had the flaws that people in power would inevitably have.
For example, paranoia and selfishness.
The vampire elders rotated once every hundred years and slept for the rest of the time.
In order to prevent betrayal and accidents, the three elders didn't seriously cultivate their descendants at all and let the extravagant life consume them.
Selene didn't understand Viktor before. Why would he let Kraven manage the coven?
There was a simple reason.
That guy was a power-hungry, equally cowardly bureaucratic vampire.
It would be better to put such a person higher than a descendant who was ambitious, aggressive, and had their own ideas.
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Viktor probably didn't expect it either.
Kraven would work privately with the werewolves and become a traitor.
"Tonight is the night I awoke. It's time to end our feud."
The vampire Lord had reached the peak of his strength, and he didn't think the Lycan Leader would be his opponent.
As for the human who had little presence?
There was no threat!
Viktor trusted his own judgment. He had never misjudged the strong.
Masters from Temple of the Three, the legendary demon hunters wandering around.
For these kinds of people, he only needed to look up to know that they weren't people he could mess with.
As an elder vampire, Viktor didn't survive for this long entirely by luck.
He had a good eye for what kind of characters he could mess with.
What kind of character must be given sufficient respect.
"Come on, Viktor! Sonja's soul in heaven will witness this battle!"
Lucian walked down the steps and quickly transformed into his beast self.
Roar!
The werewolf and the vampire collided.
Lucian was obviously no match for the elder Viktor.
After a few minutes of fighting, he fell into a disadvantage.
Although Viktor and Amelia were both elders, the difference between their strengths was somewhat significant.
The vampire Lord had lived a much longer time than the latter.
Moreover, before Viktor became a vampire, he was a capable warlord.
Thud!
Like a bullet out of the chamber, the punch smashed into Lucian's beastly face.
As if oblivious to the pain, the latter raised his claws and scratched a long wound from top to bottom.
Viktor didn't dodge either. The longsword in his hand sliced through the werewolf's chest and nearly disemboweled Lucian.
These two beasts, in a wound-for-wound fight, were engaged in a primitive and cold head-on battle.
"Aren't you going to do something?"
Selene, who was leaning against the wall, asked.
She had been thrown against the wall by Viktor earlier. And the force of his rage had almost broken the spine in her back.
"Lucian wants to do it himself."
Luke curled his lips and said, "Revenge is something too valuable to let others help."
"Like you, you also want to wring Viktor's neck to avenge your parents' death, right? "
Selene's eyes darkened, and she nodded lightly.
"Are you interested in becoming a coven elder?"
Luke took the time to ask while Lucian and Viktor were locked in battle.
The vampire covens in North America were the pure-blooded descendants of Archduke Dracula.
They were in the same situation as their European counterparts. They were restricted by the precepts of the New York sanctum from rampaging everywhere.
But with the wealth they had accumulated throughout their long lives and their ability to play politics, they still managed to make a good living in North America.
They even created a group of vampire-worshipping 'familiars', which made the underground world of New York and Detroit, and other cities, a mess.
"Take Viktor's place? Sorry, General, I'm not interested in power."
Selene's mouth tugged at the corners. She just wanted to live a quiet life and had no feelings whatsoever for her kin.
"Someone has to come forward, Ms. Selene."
Luke was ready to bring the Corvinus coven back to New York to battle Dracula's pure-blood descendants.
"I tore off Amelia's bat wings, and her strength was greatly reduced."
"Viktor, on the other hand, is already doomed and unlikely to survive."
"In the Corvinus family, only his son Marcus is left."
Selene listened and found it interesting.
This Superman made it sound like a script, with the ending of the story set.
It was as if everything would move forward according to his words.
"With Elder Marcus, the coven will continue to live on."
Selene's mouth twitched. She had no sense of belonging to the coven.
"Marcus can't do it; he'll just make a mess of Corvinus. He's not as good as Viktor."
Luke shook his head.
How could he possibly give power to a direct descendant of Corvinus?
It wasn't good for the S.H.I.E.L.D.'s management.
His father was a Lieutenant General.
A progenitor vampire.
There was no need for S.H.I.E.L.D. or Superman as a backer.
Therefore, it would be better if it was Selene, who had no foundation.
'What else?'
'A good figure?'
Luke was a gentleman.
He wasn't a pervert like Howard, so how could he be sexually attracted to a female vampire?
"Think about it, Selene. Vampires are in a bad position right now."
Luke spoke compellingly, like the devil himself.
"You can't leave Paris without permission. These are the rules from the Temple of the Three."
"And you can't stay away from the crowd. Vampires must be replenished with blood, or else the thirst for blood within would intensify."
"Wandering around, possibly being purged by the master of the sanctum or the demon hunters."
"The best option is to return to the coven."
Luke smiled with his signature smile, like a kidnapper, "Selene, have you ever been away from Paris? Have you ever been outside of France?"
"I can promise you freedom in exchange for your loyalty." '
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Gain freedom and surrender loyalty.
Luke proposed a deal, which struck a chord in Selene's heart.
She had long been tired of Paris, the city that never sleeps.
At night, it was like a seductive woman, clad in a transparent veil, revealing a sultry and feminine side.
Tourists, down-and-out artists, and rich people looking for a good time may all find their place here.
But Selene was not interested.
She didn't like the singing and dancing in Moulin Rouge, the men and women in the shady alleyways, and the romance of the French.
They were just a bunch of fools trying to whitewash their debauchery.
The simple lust for sex had to be labeled as 'inspiring inner passion', 'spiritual closeness', and so on.
At the end of the day, they were just greedy for people's bodies.
Moreover, the openness of the French people was mind-boggling.
Husbands finding mistresses and wives having lovers after marriage was a trend.
This was the case for the high-up Emperor, down to the common man.
'Want to go to other places to settle down. '
Selene often showed such thoughts.
Compared with all the above, this vampire female warrior yearned for a city with brighter sunshine and less rainy weather.
"You're like the devil in Faust, tricking people into giving up their souls."
Selene stared at Luke, and she felt that behind the seemingly bright, Superman had darkness similar to vampires.
"I'm not that old guy Mephisto."
Luke shook his head, took the time to glance at the werewolf and vampire, who were fighting so hard that they were about to level the entire palace.
"I have never used trickery to achieve my goals, especially deception -- a trick used only by cunning people who lack power."
Faust was a black stain in Mephistopheles history.
The devil, who was keen on cheating people out of their souls, was surprisingly fooled by a mortal and met with failure.
Of course, it didn't take long for him to face a second failure.
The betrayal of the first Ghost Rider, Carter Slade, and then Johnny Blaze, the second generation of Ghost Rider.
So, liars usually don't end up well.
Either others cheated on them, or they were stabbed in the back by traitors.
"The battle is coming to an end. It seems that Lucian is no match for Viktor."
Luke cracked his neck and rubbed his wrists a little as if warming up.
He saw Lucian, the Lycan Leader, slamming into the wall behind him.
The bricks and stones splattered, and debris flew across the room.
Viktor opened his bat wings; his body flashed and went towards Lucian in an instant.
Before the opponent could get up, he lifted his foot and kicked down heavily.
Bang!
The force poured into Lucian's chest, and the solid muscles caved in violently.
The Lycan Leader groaned bitterly and raised his claws, trying to tear Viktor's body apart.
The latter's bat wings flap like lightning, he disappeared.
A high-level vampire moved much faster than werewolves.
"You took Sonja away from me! My daughter, my treasure!"
The next moment!
Viktor appeared above.
The skin of his palm turned blue-black, like cast iron, and it cut toward Lucian's heart.
He couldn't wait to taste the blood of werewolves!
"It was your cruelty that killed her!"
Lucian looked up and roared; his figure rose again.
The muscles of his body were twisted together and had a steel-like color.
Taking advantage of the close proximity, he wrapped his arms around Viktor and locked his fast-moving form firmly in place.
He endured the fatal wound of a hole in his chest and tore off one of his opponent's bat wings with his sharp claws.
Rip!
"Go to hell!"
The vampire lord's eyes filled with blood, emitted a ferocious glow.
The palm of his hand was like a knife, slicing Lucian's neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Scarlet liquid splashed on his face, stimulating his inner bloodthirst.
Lucian, severely wounded, let go of his hands and gradually shed his bestial werewolf form, falling limply to the ground.
"Failed."
The thought of regret flashed through this Lycan Leader's mind.
In the end, he still had to rely on the power of Superman.
"Lucian, you son of a bitch. One of the things I regret most in my life is letting you near Sonja."
Viktor's face is twisted.
Bat wings were the symbol of high-ranking vampires.
Once torn away, it would result in a significant loss of strength.
This wasn't the Middle Ages, where he could drink blood and extract essence without restraint.
It will take at least a hundred years for the bat wings to grow back.
This was certainly a heavy blow to a vampire in his old age.
"Damn bastard!"
Viktor lifted his foot toward Lucian's head and spoke with hatred.
"It's a bit much to treat my customer like this."
Luke, who had warmed up, spoke out at the right time.
"If he dies in your hands, I'll lose money on this deal."
Viktor, who endured severe pain, looked back and caught a glimpse of the human being who had no sense of existence. His red pupil looked fierce.
"Keep quiet, don't talk much. Maybe I'll let you live."
The Vampire Lord grinned hideously.
"I don't care how powerful and respected you are in the human world, but this is the vampire manor, our domain, and a legal hunting area."
"Even the masters of the sanctum won't stop me from drinking your blood!"
Luke drew a very dramatic breath as if scared by Viktor's threat.
Then he returned to his normal expression, smiled, and said, "Suck my blood? In fact, with your fear of ultraviolet rays and sunlight, I'm worried that if you take a sip, you'll die on the spot."
The fear of sunlight was a fatal flaw for vampires.
They couldn't make up for it unless they became a hybrid.
"I was going to talk about Corvinus and the vampire coven. It just... it looks like you don't have that much patience."
Luke shrugged his shoulders. Viktor, who thought he had won the final Victory, didn't give it a second thought.
He released the bio-force field, releasing the terrifying power that had been suppressed to a weak level.
Boom, boom, boom!
The air burst!
Like igniting a pile of explosives.
The tall, upright steel body resembled a small black hole.
Sucking the airflow and devouring the light.
The ground sunk down into a violent vibration.
With one hand and one foot, a terrifying destructive power was displayed.
"It's been a long time since I've tasted this feeling."
Luke, who released the bio-force field, looked as if he was released from the constraints of gravity.
With both feet off the ground, he was floating in mid-air.
As deep as a lake, his calm eyes looked at the Vampire Lord, revealing a chilling feeling that made people palpitate.
"How can this ... be!"
Viktor was shocked.
The original, confident look disappeared in an instant.
In his eyes, that ordinary young human suddenly turned from an ant to a titan.
The tall figure, like the mythical Mount Olympus, gave people a heavy sense of oppression!
Boom!
Luke took a step.
Everything trembled!
The metal and marble-paved floor cracked like a spider web.
The solid underground chamber swayed from side to side, like a canoe on the vast sea.
"S ... Sir! I didn't know ..."
Viktor's will to fight quickly disintegrated, like melting ice.
In the face of such enemies, he didn't even think of resisting.
"I understand what you are saying and what you are trying to do."
Luke said as the momentum continued to rise as if a volcano had erupted.
"But you're the last step in closing the deal, Viktor."
"So, I can't forgive you. It's not my job. Mine is only to send you to God -- if you qualify for heaven."
Luke's eyes faintly focused. The high-temperature rays of light poured out, lighting up the entire underground chamber red.
Selene felt like she was in an oven and extremely uncomfortable.
Simply by leaning into the corner, she wasn't even close but felt the pain of being burned.
She could imagine how miserable Viktor should be!
"Ahhh -- spare me!"
The Vampire Lord cried bitterly, and his whole person seemed to "melt".
Flesh and blood fell off and turned into ash!
Hundreds of years ago, Viktor burned his daughter with the daylight.
Hundreds of years later, such punishment also fell on his head.
This was probably the only wonderful thing about karma.
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The Vampire Lord was under the shroud of Heat Vision, his flesh and blood evaporated, and his bones were scorched black.
In just a few seconds, the strong, powerful, amazing recovery ability of the vampire body was still turned into a puff of powder-like crystal.
Ruuushhh!
Ashes crumbled.
Viktor was like a weathered stone statue that collapsed.
"Is this revenge satisfactory to you two?"
Luke opened up his bio-force field, and the terrifying power that radiated in all directions like light was collected back into his body.
Like a volcanic eruption, the violent atmosphere disappeared in an instant.
Selene, who leaned against the corner, and Lucian, who was dying, stared at the Lieutenant General that looked like an ordinary human, and their hearts were shocked.
They never thought that a human could be so powerful.
With the rise of his hand and the stomp of his foot, it seemed like a natural disaster!
It was beyond imagination!
Even the most powerful ancestor of vampires, the legendary Archduke Dracula, may not be able to perform in such a terrifying way.
"It's ... unfathomable."
Lucian, the Lycan Leader, laughed to himself.
He previously thought Luke was working with him for the sake of the Corvinus family bloodline.
Using the blood of vampires and werewolves, he planned to transform himself into a hybrid with great potential and no fear of sunlight.
Now it seems that even if Viktor became a hybrid, he wouldn't be a match for Superman!
"It looks like you're not dead yet, Lucian. Then stay here for the time being. I'll call an ambulance for you."
Luke, who got rid of an elder vampire, glanced at the third blood coffin in the underground chamber.
In the metal coffin below, a dried skeleton was laid.
That was Marcus, who was still sleeping, a direct descendant of Alexander Corvinus.
Currently, the last elder of the vampire coven.
It could be said that all the grudges started with him.
These include the vampires of the Corvinus coven, as well as the werewolves, and the blood feud and war that lasted nearly a thousand years.
Marcus's younger brother, William, the ancestor of werewolves, lost his mind and spread the virus everywhere, which triggered the 'wolf disaster' that ravaged the village.
Anyone who William bit had a great chance of becoming a werewolf.
To stop this disaster, Marcus approached the elderly Viktor.
The other party was a great Lord who held military power and had enough power to bring order out of chaos.
Marcus successfully persuaded the old Viktor and turned him into a vampire with the temptation of eternal life.
Then, relying on the great Lord's army, the spreading wolf plague was contained.
After a hard battle, Marcus and Viktor imprisoned William, the ancestor of werewolves, in an unknown prison.
On this matter, the two sides disagreed.
Viktor, a cold-hearted man, naturally wanted to eradicate the root of the problem and kill William to eliminate the source of the evil.
Marcus disagreed. No matter what mistakes his brother made, he was still a 'kid'.
So, Marcus deceived Viktor, saying that as long as either he or William died, the immortal bloodline of Corvinus would lose its power.
In this way, Viktor was forced to promise to spare William and imprison the ancestor of the werewolf for life.
"Let him sleep for the time being and wait for Alexander Corvinus to arrive before disposing of him."
Luke had to respect the other party. Although vampires didn't value their descendants, Marcus was a direct descendant, Corvinus's biological son.
He didn't have to make someone childless and start an unnecessary war.
"General!"
As Luke was walking towards the outer part of the chamber and standing on the steps, Selene called out to him.
"I choose freedom and allegiance to you."
The vampire warrior, who was leaning painfully against the wall, seriously said, "In the name of my ancestors, I, Selene Beckinsale, will sacrifice everything for you."
She bit open her palm, and blood flowed out.
She drew a complicated pattern with the scarlet liquid.
Blood oath!
Like a contract signed by the devil!
It was extremely binding.
"Very well. I feel your sincerity, Ms. Selene."
Luke stopped. The corners of his mouth evoked a satisfied smile.
"Then, the deal is done."
Superman, who saw the fish on the hook, couldn't help but show a gentle and friendly look.
He gazed at the vampire warrior who had made the blood oath and smiled, "Believe me, Ms. Selene, it won't be long before you experience the warmth of the sun and walk through the city in daylight."
The three bloodlines of the Corvinus family were able to produce a powerful hybrid species.
If Selene was loyal to himself, Luke didn't mind making her a vampire queen.
Walking in the sun?
A glimmer of hope rose in Selene's eyes.
She was so eager for that day to come!
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A few days later.
At Paris airport, a military transport plane landed slowly.
Alexander Corvinus gazed at the deep night and stepped off the elevator.
"Where is the delegation, Lieutenant General Cavill, staying?"
The white-haired Corvinus turned his head and asked.
"The Royal Hotel."
The secretary next to him replied.
"Then, to the Palace Hotel."
Corvinus sat in the car, looking a little tired, and slightly closed his eyes.
His true identity was a secret to many people.
The ancestor of the Corvinus family, father of the werewolf originator, the immortal from Hungary ...
Any one of them would scare a group of people!
"I didn't expect the leader of S.H.I.E.L.D would have a relationship with the Sorcerer Supreme."
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Corvinus's lips.
That Superman learned the secrets from Temple of the Three's sources.
Not only that, the other side even had direct contact with the vampire coven, and at the same time, took in the wolves led by Lucian.
The meaning behind this series of actions was intriguing.
'Is this an expansion of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s authority?'
A suspicion flashed through Corvinus's mind.
With the emergence of Atlantis, S.H.I.E.L.D broke away from the constraints of the Pentagon and became an independent official institution.
It only accepted suggestions from the White House and the leadership of the Director.
As the first Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Lieutenant General Cavill had never been very receptive to the opinions of others.
Because of this, the military and Congress had been quite vocal about Superman.
In private, someone called Luke a 'dictator'.
'I hope Lieutenant General Cavill is an easy man to talk to. '
Corvinus was a little apprehensive. Although he was an original hybrid, his strength was far greater than Viktor and Marcus.
But because of his involvement in the human world and his high position, he often went in and out of the Pentagon.
Corvinus knew Superman, who was already a rising star in the military, quite well.
The opponent's record, strength, external performance, and so on.
It was completely clear -- or so he thought.
As a result, Corvinus didn't display the arrogant attitude that vampires were supposed to have.
This kind of behavior, with a calculation in mind, might be one of the reasons why he had survived until now.
For a long time, even at the same level as the originator, Dracula, he was besieged by some legendary demon hunters or legendary masters.
However, Corvinus had been hiding behind the scenes, changing his identity many times, like an invisible person, without attracting the attention of others.
Hungarian warlord, Romanian businessman, and so on were all short lives he once had.
"Here we are, General."
The driver announced.
Corvinus opened his eyes. There was a glimmer of ghostly light in them.
He pushed open the door, looked up at the Palace Hotel, lifted his leg, and went in.
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As soon as Corvinus entered the hotel suite, he noticed Selene standing next to Luke.
As the father of Marcus the Elder, the ancestor of the family, he had a keen sense of his own offspring.
"Viktor is the one who gave you the sire bond, right? "
Corvinus twitched his nose and caught a familiar scent.
He had been silently watching the development of the coven and the three elders. Accept for his own son, Marcus ...
Like the cold, selfish, power-hungry Viktor.
And Amelia who indulged in pleasure and desires.
All of them had been the subject of Corvinus's attention.
"That's right. He ruined my life."
Selene's face turned cold when she heard this name.
Even though she knew that the old man who appeared before her was the ancestor of the bloodline, a legendary being worthy of awe.
But she didn't want to hear Viktor's name, and she didn't want to admit that to some extent, the other party gave her a new life.
"Haha, Selene, you're going to be a good fighter."
Corvinus smiled and sat down on the couch, then looked at Lucian standing at the other side.
His son, William, was the originator of the werewolves.
But the werewolves of that era, once bestialized, couldn't regain their human form.
At the same time, there was no shred of sanity to speak of; it was a ferocious beast.
It wasn't until subsequent generations of bloodline changes that the current wolf clan was formed.
"Lucian, I know your past."
A glint passed through Corvinus's eyes. He spoke in a deep voice, "Your mind is far better than your strength."
"This is the key to being a leader."
"Are you now under General Cavill's command?"
Lucian, the Lycan Leader who had recovered, nodded and said respectfully, "Yes, sir. I will soon take my people to the North American continent."
"The General promised me that there would be a place for werewolves in the New York underworld."
Lucian, who got his revenge, just wanted to start over and welcome a stable life.
Not to mention being supported by Superman as a backer.
This was something that many people wanted. Of course, he should seize the opportunity.
After seeing Luke turn the elder Viktor into a charcoal-grilled bat, Lucian was completely convinced of his power.
And for the old man sitting in front of him, he didn't dare to show any carelessness.
Alexander Corvinus, the originator of the legends. He unmistakably exuded the intimidating aura of a superior being and gave people palpitations.
This external manifestation of his own strength was far more frightening than Viktor and Amelia!
Vampires were a race that grew stronger the longer they lived.
According to Lucian's information, Alexander Corvinus had been alive for at least a thousand years and was a true 'ancestor'.
It was estimated that only a few of the pureblood descendants of Archduke Dracula could match him.
"Will the Temple of the Three agree?"
Corvinus glanced at Luke, who was sitting across the table and asked tentatively.
The London sanctum was responsible for managing the European continent and disposing of strange creatures.
Generally speaking, whether vampires or werewolves.
Their 'living quarters' were all planned out.
They weren't allowed to walk around at will.
"The master of the sanctum has approved the application."
Lucian replied with his head bowed.
He had no idea that Superman, who had a significant position in the human world, would be able to talk in the face of the huge power of the magic world, such as the Temple of the Three and the Sorcerer Supreme.
He knew that the group of reckless men carrying chains, axes, and broadswords usually used physical persuasion to deal with people.
Expecting them to communicate calmly was even harder than ascending to heaven!
"As expected of General Cavill. Even the venerable Master would give you some respect."
The surprise in Corvinus's eyes flickered away. He first gave a compliment and then asked curiously, "Is S.H.I.E.L.D. preparing to intervene in the magic world? I remember that at this Peace Summit, the White House submitted a proposal for the World Security Council, which was also your work, right?"
"That's right."
Luke looked relaxed and smiled, "I hope to set up an international official institution to deal with all kinds of crises that may come and occur."
"I talked with the Sorcerer Supreme about this issue before. She thinks that a stable order should be established in a free magic world, and the Temple of the Three could also adopt a cooperative attitude with the government."
"There is a precedent for this. During the Middle Ages, the masters of the sanctum had similar contacts with the Knights Templar of the Holy Church and the Order."
Corvinus's eyes flashed. He didn't expect Luke's ambition to be so big.
Not only did he want to capture the human world, but also the world of magic.
What's even more amazing was that the Sorcerer Supreme had no opinion on it.
This proved that Luke's relationship with Kamar Taj and Temple of the Three was closer than he ever imagined.
"Back to the subject, General Cavill, I got your call, and I immediately rushed here from Washington, D.C."
After raising his initial evaluation of Superman by another notch, Corvinus spoke in a deep voice, "No matter what you want, my only request is to save Marcus's life."
Luke was pleased to see Corvinus's straightforward attitude.
Compared with Viktor's arrogance, this ancestor knew how to communicate with others better.
"Marcus is still lying in the blood coffin in the vampire mansion, and I didn't wake him up."
Luke interlocked his fingers and spoke calmly.
These days, he had finished the work at hand. The Paris Peace Summit was over, diplomatic relations with Atlantis and trade channels had largely been negotiated.
The only disagreement was probably from the underwater people, who kept demanding Neptune's Trident, which Namor had lost previously.
S.H.I.E.L.D ignored it. How could a dangerous weapon that manipulated the weather and set off tsunamis be easily handed over to Atlantis?
As for the mutants, with the official appearance of the Hellfire Club at the press conference, along with the government's stance, the White Queen and others were considered to have received official recognition.
How to eliminate discrimination and get the rights and status they deserve depended on themselves.
All in all, a three-day peace summit.
The event ended successfully in a perfect and satisfactory manner.
Luke used the leverage he had to get the power he wanted.
Next, he was going to expand S.H.I.E.L.D's jurisdiction.
The Corvinus coven was just the first step.
"I didn't call Mr. Corvinus here to create a new enemy."
Luke didn't refer to his military title, which would have made him seem distant.
"The feud between vampires and werewolves and the war between your family has been going on for too long."
"I hope that the future will change. Mutants are beginning to make their way onto the world stage, so maybe deviants like you can have a whole new life."
Corvinus narrowed his eyes and stared at Luke with a critical gaze.
Although he lived in the human world, like other vampires, this family ancestor didn't believe in humans.
Or rather, any intelligent creature that knows how to think. They always speculate with the utmost malice towards other races.
This was a nature that couldn't be erased from their bones!
"How can I trust you, General Cavill? "
Corvinus solemnly asked.
"I will set up an official organization of the dark world in the name of S.H.I.E.L.D. You can call it the Magic Congress."
Luke tapped his fingers a few times habitually and smiled, "Masters of the three sanctums will each occupy three seats and have the right to vote. Mutants have reserved some seats since they were once part of the dark world."
"I can give up three seats and give them to the Corvinus family."
"You have always been discriminated against and rejected by the pureblood descendants of Dracula. They call your descendants 'lowly bastards'."
"This is a good opportunity to prove yourself and give 'something back'."
Corvinus was silent.
This Superman could play politics at a higher level than Viktor.
He made his own authority and then used the power of distribution to pull together or suppress a force in the dark world.
In any case, the biggest winner would always be the initiator.
"It's ... attractive."
Corvinus was indeed impressed. He had put up with the pure-blooded descendants of Dracula for some time now.
The vampires, who prided themselves on being 'legitimate', had been suppressing the Corvinus family.
They even expelled Viktor and Marcus from Hungary, Romania, and so forth to Paris.
As an ancestor, Corvinus also had some anger. But he didn't want to start a war, so he chose to keep it in mind silently.
He wouldn't forget the humiliation of being called a 'lowly bastard'!
"So, what do I have to give?"
Corvinus asked aloud.
"One tube of your blood and the whereabouts of the third bloodline."
Luke said calmly.
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There was no expected tension, and there was no speculative tit-for-tat.
With his multiple identities, Corvinus simply agreed to Luke's request.
If the future of the dark world was really the so-called 'Magic Congress' presiding over the overall situation.
Then, investing in advance was a good choice.
Led by Superman and the Sorcerer Supreme, this special official institution was a sure thing.
"To tell you the truth, the hybrid agent is of no use to you."
Corvinus pulled out the needle and handed a tube full of blood to Selene.
Like Lucian, he subconsciously thought that Superman needed the hybrid for his own sake.
The vampire's long life, and a werewolf's rapid self-healing, were all enviable abilities.
"It doesn't matter if I can't use it. It's enough that it works for Selene."
Luke smiled.
He should do what he promised to do.
Since it was said before, freedom in exchange for loyalty.
Then, he wouldn't go back on his word.
Selene, who received the tube of blood, had a slight tremor in her arm, and her cold face improved slightly.
She had sworn a blood oath and was bound by a contract.
Whether or not Luke could fulfill his promise for her to walk under the sun, she had to remain loyal.
However, it seems that the other party didn't forget the agreement.
This was a bit of a surprise to Selene, who maintained the perception that 'all humans were insidious liars'.
"Don't think badly of us all the time."
Luke noticed the change in Selene's expression and spoke jokingly.
"As many of you know, I never lie, at least to most people."
The latter pursed her lips and continued to maintain a stern, cold look.
"So, I'm looking forward to working with you."
Luke regained his straight face and averted his joking expression.
The conversation was pleasant and went well.
Corvinus was at least one of the leading figures. He had to show personal strength and 'strongly' shake hands with him.
He didn't expect the other party to nod decisively and didn't even bother to respond.
It was like sitting at a gambling table, and before you had thrown in any chips, your opponent had already chosen to admit defeat.
"I hope so."
Corvinus laughed cheerfully.
He had always been a moderate.
After seeing Hydra's technology and the foundation that Temple of the Three has.
They insisted that vampires and werewolves were unable to compete with human resistance.
Therefore, they had no objection to being officially integrated.
Besides, the one they were talking to was Superman!
In terms of power in the human world, the other side was more powerful than Corvinus himself.
Even with his status as a Hungarian warlord and a major Romanian businessman, he had accumulated countless wealth and contacts.
But against Luke's incredible rise, he's still not good enough.
After all, no amount of wealth and connections could guarantee his survival from Superman's iron fists.
"Marcus, I'll go wake him ..."
Boom!
Halfway through Corvinus' sentence, the sound of a floor-to-ceiling window shattering rang through the hotel suite.
A hideous figure with bluish-black skin suddenly appeared in mid-air.
The pair of fully opened bat wings flapped rapidly, curling up a violent flow of air.
"Mr. Corvinus, your son has come."
Luke was calm, not surprised at all.
With his senses, it would be a lie if he didn't notice Marcus' sudden attack.
"Marcus became a hybrid ..."
Corvinus looked surprised, not understanding what had happened.
"It should be Lucian's blood. When he fought with Viktor, the blood flowed into the blood coffin and awakened Marcus, who was sleeping."
Luke explained with a look of realization.
Lucian, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but feel that Superman's acting skills were superb.
All this, obviously, was expected.
"Father!"
After becoming a half-werewolf, half-vampire hybrid, Marcus's strength had greatly increased, far beyond the elders.
Coming in through the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, the bat wings behind his back retracted slightly, and he looked indifferently at Corvinus.
"The hotel manager had just replaced my windows ..."
Luke muttered silently.
Last time Selene visited late at night, he broke the French window, and Howard paid the bill.
Although the hotel insisted on not taking it and thought it was only a trivial matter.
But as a decent person, Superman, the official delegate, also insisted on paying.
The fine tradition was engraved in his bones that he would not and should not take advantage of the common people. If there were damages to public property, he had to compensate for it.
What?
Neptune's Trident?
The Continental Shelf Oscillator?
Oh please.
Atlanteans were not common people.
Besides, Luke didn't take advantage of them.
"You want to work with humans! I'm very disappointed!"
Marcus ignored the weak human being who had no sense of existence and spoke hoarsely.
The hotel suite contained a werewolf, a vampire, and his biological father.
A mere human being, living among them, was just like Husky entering into a wolf's den. Not worth caring about.
"Viktor is dead. I saw his 'remains' in the underground chamber."
Marcus said excitedly.
"He must have been burned in the sun by the Master of the sanctum and reduced to ashes! That guy was always clinging to power, challenging the rules of Temple of the Three, and now he got what he deserves!"
Corvinus stopped talking and wanted to remind his rebellious son that the man who killed Viktor was beside him.
"My strength is much stronger than before, father! As long as we find William's whereabouts, our brothers together with you as the originator, we can drive the pure-blooded descendants of Dracula to extinction!"
Marcus was also a vindictive man. He was deeply hostile to the pure-blooded cronies of Dracula.
"As for humans? They are untrustworthy, weak, and greedy. They only deserve to be slaves!"
Hearing this, Luke coughed and flatly said, "Mr. Corvinus, I find myself offended."
Selene and Lucian exchanged looks, secretly holding a trace of sympathy for Marcus.
Any guy who took Superman lightly wouldn't end up well.
Viktor was a lesson learned.
The vampire lord had been taught a bloody lesson with his own life.
"Shut up! Marcus, you've been blinded by the sudden power!"
Corvinus quickly chided.
He didn't want his son to offend Superman. If the other party were angry and beat Marcus to death, he wouldn't even have a chance to take revenge.
Marcus was rebellious, disobedient, and liked to get into trouble everywhere.
But after all, he was a direct bloodline, so more or less, he should be given some tolerance.
For the three branches of the Corvinus bloodline, William was unable to communicate properly, Marcus was too rebellious, and the unknown normal human was long ago erased by time, leaving only a continuous succession of descendants.
Simply put, Marcus was probably the only son who could communicate with him, and he didn't want to see him die under Superman's iron fist.
"You've lived too long and worn out your ambition, Father."
Unfortunately, Marcus, whose pride was so inflated that it was about to explode, couldn't understand Corvinus's painstaking efforts.
He was so immersed in the thrill of being a hybrid that he was high as a kite.
Losing the weakness of being afraid of the sun, with the terrible power of a werewolf and the amazing speed of vampires, this was a perfect creature!
His future potential was limitless!
What Dracula, what pure-blood descendants, what sanctum masters ... all trash!
"I'm not much worse than you are now, Father. So, let's face it, William and I can do great things that you can't even think about!"
Faced with the pressure of the ancestor, Marcus didn't panic in the slightest and laughed loudly, "Unify the blood race, get rid of the constraints from Temple of the Three and reach the top of the pyramid of power ..."
"Selene, please shut him up. This guy is too noisy."
Luke picked his eyebrows and spoke casually.
This time, he didn't ask for Corvinus's opinion.
"Drink that blood and show this ... crazy hybrid, what power is."
Luke said lightly, completely ignoring the enraged Marcus.
Swish!
The bat wings behind the vampire hybrid's back suddenly stretched out like spikes tearing through the air.
Its target was Luke's throat!
Howl!
Lucian had the good sense not to let Superman take action himself.
Instead, he quickly transformed and blocked in front of him.
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Sharp bat wings, like limbs, extended from Marcus's back.
The hard bones quickly elongated and abruptly pierced through Lucian's shoulder, instantly splashing blood.
Thud!
The bat wings lashed like a whip, throwing Lucian, who had transformed into a werewolf and had increased his strength to one side and slamming him hard on the soft carpet.
The entire hotel suite shook as if something heavy had fallen, making a startling commotion.
The Lycan Leader was able to hit Viktor at least a few times, but when faced with Marcus, who had become a hybrid, he was unable to fight back.
'The power of the hybrid species can barely be perceived. '
Luke, leaning on the sofa and keeping calm, thought so.
'That's almost equivalent to half of Captain America. '
He used Rogers, who was famous for his combat power, as the unit of measurement.
"What a loyal dog!"
Getting rid of the Lycan Leader in the way, Marcus sneered and pulled back the elongated bat wings behind him.
He licked the blood dripping on it. There was a trace of satisfaction on his ugly face.
"That's enough, Marcus! Don't go on with your nonsense and cause more trouble than you can handle ..."
Corvinus, trying to pose as a strict father, shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, with a rebellious son, this attitude would only achieve the opposite effect.
"Father, you have known about the hybrid race for a long time, but you never told us about it."
With an apparent disgust in his eyes, Marcus looked at Corvinus, who kept his human form.
"William is a damn werewolf because of your bloodline! You could have made him better, but you didn't do anything!"
"The fear of daylight is like a curse that has been seared into a vampire's body and can never be erased! The thirst for flesh haunts werewolves, making it impossible for them to think rationally!"
"You could have ... solved all these problems."
"William and I were supposed to be perfect creatures, ruling Europe together and becoming great monarchs like Charlemagne."
"If we could have an army of hybrids, we could be invincible in the human world!"
"..."
Luke, who leaned against the sofa, scratched his ears and looked at Corvinus, who looked embarrassed.
It was very difficult for the old father to have a stupid and rebellious son.
As a Hungarian warlord, how could Corvinus not have a burning ambition?
He also considered dominating Europe, ruling the world, and creating a glorious dark dynasty.
However, Corvinus recognized the reality in time.
After seeing Temple of the Three and the powerful capabilities of the Sorcerer Supreme, he decided to give up on that thought.
How could vampires and werewolves be more terrifying than the dimensional demons?
Want to take over the earth and rule mankind?
At the entry level, there was already the alien overlord, the Allfather.
Anything below this level should just go to sleep early, like good little kids.
Therefore, Corvinus thought about it seriously, decided to follow his inner will, and chose to be an unknown moderate.
Sometimes, the key to living a long life wasn't strength but vision.
The easily proud and arrogant guys were usually killed as soon as they left the novice village.
"Selene shut him up."
Luke looked at the female vampire warrior who had entered the transformation stage and gently said, "If we go on, I'm afraid we'll have to force Mr. Corvinus to take action himself and kill his own son."
"Hmm."
Selene, who quickly injected the Corvinus blood sample, struggled to nod.
She was experiencing great changes in her body, and her tall figure seemed to be getting slimmer.
The bones made a subtle sound as if they were being pulled up.
Then, the fitted leather jacket, as if overwhelmed, tightly stretched, outlining the fiery curves.
"The hybrid ... has a second growth effect?"
Luke glanced at the big headlights, which were particularly striking, and then at the taller, more muscular Marcus.
Thinking, 'Because they were different genders, they developed in different areas?'
"This the hybrid ... ?"
Selene was unaware of her boss's strange and inexplicable thoughts. After a few moments of intense pain, the genetic chain in her body reassembled itself as if it were rapidly breaking down.
Her pupils turned completely black as if they could absorb light.
Her limbs were stronger, and huge bat wings popped out from her back like Marcus.
A fierce aura suddenly burst out.
"Haha, I remember you, Selene! The little pet next to Viktor."
Marcus's eyes were cold, like needles sticking to his opponent.
"Now you have become a traitor to your coven, a lapdog of a human."
"What is the use of becoming a hybrid if you don't even have the rank of an elder!"
Swish!
The bat wings sprung out!
Like a sharp knife!
"Hold your arrogance ..."
Selene's body flashed. She dodged the fatal blow that could have severed her head.
"This will be your undoing, Marcus!"
Selene, who was also a hybrid, wasn't familiar enough with the sudden and powerful strength.
She swept through with a streak of shadow and rushed out the floor-to-ceiling window, wanting a wider battlefield.
"I will prove to you who the best son of Corvinus is!"
Marcus made a sharp statement and followed after Selene, who was hovering at a low altitude.
The two clashed like lightning in a rapid exchange of blows.
Like a rolling blade, the bat wings kept spinning and slashing, bringing up strong air currents.
"Mr. Corvinus, there shouldn't be a problem if your son gets injured, right? "
Luke walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the two hybrids battling furiously.
Marcus was better in strength, while Selene was better in speed.
It was down to who had more combat experience and endurance.
"Lieutenant General Cavill, Marcus deserves a lesson, but he ..."
Corvinus watched Luke's expression change and silently swallowed the phrase 'is still a child'.
After all, Marcus has lived for hundreds of years, and no one would believe him if he said he was a 'spoiled child'.
"I still hope you ... would do me the honor of teaching him a lesson, just this once."
Corvinus was never a strict father. Otherwise, when William caused a 'wolf disaster', he would have stepped up and cut off the source.
For so many years, the Hungarian warlord quietly wiped the asses of his two ungrateful sons and took care of the loose ends.
They even came up with the idea of hiring people to write about vampires and make movies about vampires to expand their influence and cover up their existence.
"I have no bias against Marcus, but this is a ... personal vendetta between him and Selene."
The corners of Luke's mouth turned up, and he whispered, "How could there be room for two hybrids in the Corvinus coven? "
"The time when the elders took turns to rule has passed. There can only be one ruler in the future."
"Who will become the leader of the coven, lead the vampires to the North American continent, enter the Magic Congress, and occupy that seat --"
"All this -- will have to wait for the outcome of this battle."
"Winners will have power."
"Losers will remain in the 'sanctuary' designated by the sanctums."
Corvinus's heart jumped; there was a feeling of falling into a trap.
He thought of the three seats in the Magic Congress discussed before. If Marcus lost later, it meant that Selene would have the final say in the future.
If the female vampire warrior, who became a hybrid, took a seat.
And then, Lucian, who had just shown his loyalty.
He was the Lycan Leader, and he would naturally occupy a seat.
In this way, as the family's patriarch, Corvinus would have only one seat to hold.
When a problem needed a resolution, and the two votes were against his one vote, then his voice was useless.
"General Cavill, I think ... this is very unfair."
Corvinus, who felt like an honest man being bullied, politely expressed his opinion.
"Is it? But that's fair enough for me."
Luke raised an eyebrow and calmly replied.
"Don't mind the details, Mr. Corvinus."
"Marcus was already an elder, and becoming a hybrid will only make him stronger!"
"Don't you have confidence in your son? You don't think he's a match for Selene?"
Corvinus looked at Marcus, who had the upper hand for the time being. He didn't know how to answer.
Although it was said that his son was stupid and vicious.
But in terms of strength, he was really a step ahead of Selene.
However, there was always the strange feeling that it was all a trap!
Such a thought crossed Corvinus's mind.
While Luke was chatting with Corvinus, the battle between the two hybrids took a turn.
Marcus's bat wings flashed, and he approached Selene, who was losing strength and was in a disadvantageous position.
The blue-black veins on the ferocious face revealed a serious murderous intent.
"Fresh blood from the same race ... I wonder how it tastes?"
A thought swept through Marcus's mind. He quickly strangled her neck. His hand felt like it was cast in iron.
At the same time--
Boom!
An ultraviolet bullet penetrated the heart of the hybrid man.
"You ..."
Marcus's movement paused, and his hand dropped helplessly.
He looked down and stared at the wound.
"Times have changed, Marcus. Werewolves are no longer hunted with swords, nor are vampires dealt with silver crosses and bibles."
Selene added one more shot. If he were a normal vampire, he would have been burned to ashes by the ultraviolet light.
But Marcus was already a hybrid and was no longer under the curse of daylight.
Two bullets through the heart only made him weak.
"You should learn to accept the changes of the new world. Vampires hiding in dark castles have no future. We have to keep up with the times."
Selene repeated the ideas Luke had instilled in her.
Then, she ruthlessly tore off Marcus's bat wings!
She watched the other party fall and smash into a house.
Luke, who witnessed the end of the battle, shrugged his shoulders and comforted rather perfunctorily, "What a pity your son lost, Mr. Corvinus."
"This may be the ... evolution of the times. "
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