I work as a security guard at Marvel.

Nisha looked at the corridor, which was empty again.

Did she just have an illusion?

"Did you see anyone just now?" Nisha looked into the corridor, looking for Sean's figure, and asked Blade.

"Who? Have you found any traces of mutants?" Blade said as he walked towards the corridor.

"Is it really an illusion?" Nisha muttered softly.

She saw Blade go into the corridor to check the rooms on both sides, shook her head and walked forward to start checking with Blade.

Nisha put down the ladder in the patio, took out the strong flashlight, took a deep breath, and was about to climb up to the attic to check if there were any traces of mutants. After shining a circle, she found nothing.

Suddenly, she felt that there seemed to be movement at the corner at the end of the corridor beside her. She stepped back two steps from the ladder and turned to the left to look at the curtain at the corner.

Lifting the curtain, Nisha walked in and quickly checked the piled up items inside. She didn't find any suspicious hiding places. She placed a camera on the wall lamp on one side. There was another entrance and exit in this corridor. Maybe a mutant would pass through here.

Huh~

Just as Nisha was about to leave and continue searching in other places, accompanied by a strong wind, a black shadow wearing a worn black windbreaker rushed up.

Nisha looked at the hairless and dark yellow skin mutant in front of her in horror. Even the blue blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible, densely spread on his scalp.

At such a close distance, she was still controlled by the mutant. Nisha couldn't help but think of all kinds of miserable situations after being bitten.

The mutant looked at Nisha with his mouth covered. He resisted the bloodthirsty desire in his heart and didn't rush to bite her and inject his toxin into her white neck to infect this high-ranking female vampire into a member of his mutant army.

At the same time that Nisha was controlled, the Blood Alliance teams in various directions were attacked by the mutants.

In the dance floor of the hall, the bald man Reinhardt, with a micro-bomb planted on the blade on the back of his head, looked at the carnival feast of these low-level vampires with an unhappy face.

Because of the dynamic music in the hall and the bodies swaying back and forth around him, Reinhardt, who had been practicing for two and a half years, did not notice the ugly figure approaching quietly behind him.

Just when the ugly mutant tentatively stretched out its sharp claws to the captain of the Blood Alliance team wearing sunglasses.

Bang bang bang!

Chuba, who was not far from Reinhardt, found the mutant less than half a meter behind him, and immediately raised the automatic rifle in his hand to shoot.

Reinhardt, who reacted, also turned around and raised the spray gun in his hand to shoot.

Being hit by silver bullets at such a close distance, both vampires and humans should have lost their ability to move long ago.

But the mutant was only suppressed for a short time, and then burst into a piercing wail, and began to flee to the side.

After the gunshots, the entire dance floor in the hall immediately became chaotic.

These low-level vampires are nothing but drunkenness, and they are like ordinary humans, running around with their heads in their hands, running for their lives towards the gradually opening iron gate.

The priest, another member of the Blood Alliance team, is even more useless.

After the gunfight broke out, the vampires in the dance floor around him began to flee outside. When he felt something was wrong behind him, he turned around and fired two shots at the mutant that suddenly appeared.

As a result, the mutant who was holding his bullets grabbed the hand that fired the gun.

"Uh~"

With a scream in his mouth, the priest looked at the mutant who was stronger than him in surprise, pinching his right hand holding the gun so that he couldn't play any role at all. Even the left fist he swung out was grabbed by the mutant again, and the sharp nails pierced his wrist deeply.

"We were attacked! There are at least three mutants, and there may be more. Be careful!"

After receiving the warning from the headset, the snowman, wearing a vest-style samurai armor and shoulder guards, carried his samurai sword and moved his eyes left and right with an indifferent look to distinguish the fleeing vampires.

Click.

The snowman stopped, and he felt the murderous aura behind him.

Carrying the samurai sword and turning around, the snowman looked at the black shadow with a hood staring at him not far away, who was different from the vampires fleeing around him.

Seeing the black shadow take off the hood to reveal the scalp without a trace of hair and full of blood vessels, it was a mutant!

The snowman calmly held the long sword, rushed towards the mutant who was also running towards him, and kicked three times in the air, landing gracefully, kicking the mutant lying on the ground and looking at him with an angry roar.

After the mutant slapped the ground and stood up, the Snow Man held the scabbard katana with both hands and chopped it with force. Unfortunately, the mutant's strength, speed and reaction were no worse than his, and he just took it with both hands.

The Snow Man took advantage of the situation to draw out the katana, and the blade flashed instantly. The mutant swayed left and right, jumped and dodged, and finally held the blade of the katana that the Snow Man chopped down with both hands again.

After just a moment of surprise, the Snow Man took advantage of the situation to draw the sword, and the sharp blade cut the mutant's palm, causing him to howl in pain.

The mutant was not completely without intelligence. He knew that the Snow Man's long sword was sharp, so he dodged and moved around to avoid the Snow Man's blade, and from time to time he made a series of beast-like sounds to provoke.

Seeing the mutant leaping down from the wall and flying towards him, Xue Nan did not retreat but advanced, turning around and flipping his long sword, and stabbing back. The sharp samurai sword immediately penetrated the mutant's body and nailed him to the wall.

As if feeling that his movements were restricted, the mutant grabbed the wall behind him with both hands and climbed up the wall with his feet.

Because of his movements, the samurai sword nailed to the wall tore his body from his belly downwards, but he didn't care about the pain at all.

This crazy escape behavior made Xue Nan's balls hurt, and he couldn't help but clamp his legs together.

The controlled Nisha struggled hard, causing the mutant to hiss at her. Nisha didn't even think about why the mutant didn't bite her.

In the corridor, Blade, who had finished searching in the next room, felt the movement from Nisha's side.

"Chad Normak."

Blade lifted the curtain and looked coldly at the alien mutant who held Nisha hostage through sunglasses.

"Daywalker."

"Why do you want to go after me? We have a common enemy, and the enemy of my enemy is my friend, right?"

"Or do you want to be my enemy, too?"

Nomak didn't understand why Blade, who had always been the most ruthless and fierce vampire hunter, would attack him.

But Blade didn't give him a chance to communicate.

Nisha gave Blade a look, and while Nomak's attention was on Blade, she kicked him in the air.

Nomak, who was kicked by the tip of the shoe, immediately let go of Nisha's neck in pain.

Blade lifted his windbreaker and shot a silver bullet at Nomak's head.