The God of Ninja in American Comics

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If we can study how different bloodlines can perfectly complement each other from the Blade Warriors, then Rogge can try the experiment he has wanted to do for a long time but has never had the chance to do.

"Commission?"

For some reason, after seeing Rogge channeling a commission scroll, Blade suddenly felt that this Konoha special forces member who called himself Namikaze Minato gave him the feeling of meeting the Fourth Hokage of Konoha.

It is said that the fourth generation Hokage had an obsessive-compulsive disorder when he was a private detective and signed commission scrolls with clients.

Is this a special tradition of the Konoha Intelligence Agency?

The Blade Warrior opened the blank commission scroll and checked it carefully, and this idea came to his mind involuntarily.

“Don’t worry, I have a good reputation in the industry.

“By the way, let me tell you something, my commission completion rate is 100%!

"As long as you sign the scroll, you can see Jacob's head in front of you within an hour. How about it, it's simple enough."

Rogge knew that Blade would not believe him so easily, but he was not worried about the final result.

"Is the bet the reward?"

After thinking seriously for more than ten seconds, Blade asked again.

"No. A bet is a bet, and a reward is a reward. These are two different things."

Although the bet can also be the reward of the commission, Rogge does not intend to do so.

The bet was just to make the Blade Warrior willingly follow him back to Konoha to conduct experiments.

If the bet is used as a reward, the commission will remain unfinished for a long time, causing him to be unable to accept other commissions before the experiment is completed.

"What's the reward?"

After hearing Rogge's answer, a vigilant look appeared on the Blade Warrior's face.

"It's very simple, just help me pay for the drink just now!"

Rogge revealed a reward that was completely beyond the Blade's imagination.

"Aren't you kidding me?"

"I, Minato Namikaze, never joke about commissions!"

Looking at Rogge with a serious expression on his face, Blade Warrior finally made a reward for signing the commission.

"Commission content: Bring the head of Blood Count Jacob Luther to the Blade Warriors; Commission status: Uncompleted; Commission reward: 30 Ninja Coins!"

Just as Rogge expected, Blade Warrior's commission successfully passed the system's judgment, and the system gave a modest commission reward.

"I'll accept your commission!"

After taking back the commission scroll in Blade Warrior's hand, Rogge took a look at the reward written on it.

Twenty dollars!

There's no way a regular glass of Jameson whiskey is that expensive.

Strictly speaking, the reward given by Blade Warrior is already considered a premium.

"You can share your experiences with your colleagues here. I'll be back soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rogge's body shone with a brilliant light like an aurora, and then disappeared completely.

At this time, Jacob would never have imagined that someone would actually offer twenty dollars to buy his life.

And the killer he hired was a ninja who never missed a beat.

As the blood prince of Los Angeles, Jacob owns many properties in Los Angeles.

This obscure building is one of them.

Whenever late at night comes, Jacob likes to stand alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office with a glass of fresh "drink" that has just been taken out of the girl's body and still has some residual warmth, admiring the night view of Los Angeles that he never tires of. .

But tonight, Jacob obviously no longer had such a leisurely mood.

He was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking into the distance.

But what he was thinking about now was not the glory of the vampires and his life experience, but how to capture at least twenty active werewolves before the arrival of Duke William, the Duke of the vampires.

Jacob would never have imagined that he would miss these old enemies so much.

If possible, he even hopes that the number of werewolves in Los Angeles can increase several times.

It is best to be a young werewolf who is not very old, likes to be independent, and extremely dislikes group behavior.

But he knew that he could only imagine this kind of thing in his mind.

Although werewolves are crazier than vampires, they are not so crazy that they are irrational.

Just after Jacob sighed for the unknown number of times tonight, a brilliant light like an aurora lit up four or five meters behind him.

Later, Rogge, who still looked like Minato Namikaze, appeared in the office.

Almost at the moment when the light of quantum teleportation lit up, Jacob sensed Rogge's arrival.

"who are you?"

Jacob exuded a heart-stopping aura and asked in a cold voice.

"Konoha, Namikaze Minato!"

It was impossible for Jacob to know who Namikaze Minato was, so Rogge deliberately added the prefix Konoha.

Konoha!

If there is anyone that Jacob doesn't want to see the most right now, then the people from Konoha are definitely at the top of the list, even two places higher than the vampire Duke William.

As for the second-ranked one, of course it was his descendant James who had no achievements and only kept causing him trouble.

"Our vampire clan has never had any disputes with Konoha, and we don't intend to become enemies of Konoha."

As Jacob, expressing concessions in a subtle way was the limit of what he could do.

"I'm not here for business."

When answering Jacob, Rogge used chakra perception to sense Jacob's situation.

As expected of a blood count, his vitality is very high!

The energy intensity is not weak either, and he should be proficient in many vampire magics.

By sensing Jacob's life intensity and energy intensity, Rogge roughly judged his strength.

"What do you mean?"

Jacob suddenly had a bad gut feeling.

"If someone offers you money to buy your head, you are willing to pay for it!" (Note 1)

Rogge said casually, as if the person standing in front of him was not a blood count at all, but a slave without any resistance.

"Hahaha... If you offer to sell my head for money, I would like to know that you are not qualified to receive the money.

"Tell me, let me see how much my head is worth!"

Jacob laughed disdainfully, drank the bright red liquid in the wine glass, and then gently placed the empty wine glass on the desk.

"Twenty dollars!"

"what?"

"Your head is only worth twenty dollars!"

Rogge told the blade warrior's reward.

Then, he saw a drunken crimson appear on Jacob's pale face.

"Your name is Namikaze Minato, right? Very good, you successfully angered a vampire count!

"I can promise you that I will not kill you. I will transform you into the lowest blood slave and let your soul never live in peace!"

Jacob suppressed his anger and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Really? If you can do it, I won't mind!"

Roger didn't take Jacob's threat to heart at all.

The threat issued by a vampire count was not a threat at all.

The moment Rogge finished speaking, Jacob came to him like a ghost, and his white corpse-like right hand turned into a sharp claw, grabbing directly towards his heart.

Claws of Shadow!

Facing Jacob's menacing blow, Rogge did not dodge, as if he had no time to react.

However, just when Jacob's right claw entwined with a trace of black shadow was about to touch Rogge, an orange-red flame appeared in front of Rogge out of thin air, helping him block Jacob's attack. hit.

This is?

The moment the orange-red flame emerged, Jacob realized something was wrong.

However, it was already too late.

The orange-red flame, which seemed no different from ordinary flames, instantly swallowed his right hand.

Although Jacob immediately mobilized the "power of blood" in his body to protect his right hand, it did not change the outcome of his right hand being quickly burned to ashes.

Hellfire!

As a vampire, Jacob is no stranger to hellfire.

Although the Vampires possess resilience far beyond that of ordinary people, this extraordinary resilience is not effective all the time.

For example, when facing hellfire.

His right hand was burned to ashes by the hellfire. Jacob did not hesitate at all and immediately stepped back, trying to open the distance between him and Rogge.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Just when Jacob had the idea of ​​retreating, Rogge's right hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

Bat incarnation!

The power of blood in Jacob's body surged again, and he performed one of the vampire's signature magics.

Just when Jacob's body began to turn into black bats, a ball of hellfire emerged from Rogge's right hand, completely wrapping Jacob's body.

Before those black bats could take off, they were burned into nothingness by the hellfire.

"It's not good to want to leave so soon!"

Bat Incarnation is not a magic used to attack, but a magic specifically used to avoid harm or escape.

Depending on the strength, the number of bats transformed by using Bat Incarnation is also different.

If you are a vampire Duke who is proficient in magic, it is not difficult to transform into thousands of bats at once.

"Who are you?"

When the bat incarnation was forcibly decrypted by Rogge's Hellfire, Jacob knew that he would most likely be in danger tonight.

"As I said just now, my name is Minato Namikaze, and someone offered you twenty dollars for your head, so I came here."

After answering Jacob's last question in his life, Rogge did not waste any more time on Jacob and burned Jacob's body from the neck down to ashes.

The amazing vitality of the vampires was once again demonstrated at this time.

Even though there was only one head left, Jacob still did not die immediately.

If he can return to the blood pool in the clan in time, he can still recover with only one head left.

But it's a pity that he won't have such an opportunity.

Holding Jacob's head, Rogge used quantum teleportation again, and then disappeared completely.