Bloodlines of the Marvel Universe

'Da~' 'Da~' 'Da~'......

Following the steps and going down for more than ten meters, a silver-white metal wall blocked the road ahead again.

After entering the password again and verifying the biometric information, Nisha stepped through the door.

There is also a laboratory on the other side of the metal wall.

However, this laboratory is more than three times the size of the laboratory above.

Also.

Judging from the appearance alone, the instruments in this laboratory are much higher-end and more expensive than the ones above.

The most eye-catching thing in the spacious and bright laboratory is the four ping-pong table-sized metal tables in the center.

Among them, a middle-aged man with blond hair and fair skin was lying on one of them, and the remaining three metal tables were all filled with werewolves.

If Kahn were here, he would be instantly recognizable.

These three werewolves were Lycaon whom he had just seen the night before, as well as William and Gevaudan, who his old lover said had been burned to ashes.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the door, Lycaon suddenly opened his eyes, struggled symbolically, and cursed angrily: "Smelly cousin! What on earth do you want to do!"

It's not like he didn't try to struggle after he woke up, but he found out later.

Not only were the chains that locked him extremely strong, but tubes were also inserted into his body.

The poisonous aconite extract was being continuously injected into his body through those tubes.

Although it was unable to cause fatal damage, it caused him to suffer, and at the same time, his vitality was continuously suppressed and weakened.

Putting on a standard biological laboratory suit, Nisha came to the metal table, picked up a pair of scissors, removed a piece of mane from Lycaon, and sealed it carefully.

Facing those wolf eyes that almost wanted responsibility, Nisa smiled coldly: "Haha, are you awake?"

"Answer me, Big Makinos, what do you want to do?"

Lycaon increased his volume again to cover up his inner panic: "Why is Plancius here too!?"

Like brothers William and Marcus.

Plancius was his rival and one of the legendary ancestors of vampires.

Since there was no news about the other party's ancestor more than 600 years ago, Lycaon once thought that the other party had accidentally fallen into the hands of some hidden boss.

And took the opportunity to unite with the other two werewolf groups to completely eliminate the vampires of the other group.

What he didn't expect was that he would meet his old enemy again under such circumstances.

"he?"

Nisha was distracted, taking specimens from the three werewolves while answering: "Hundreds of years ago, relying on the identity of the ancestor, he wanted to take advantage of me, and then...

Then as you can see, there is no more. "

"You! #￥!@#..."

Listening to the elegant and easy-going ancient Greek, Nisha directly increased the input rate of the aconite extract: "I helped you deal with your biggest enemy. You don't want to thank me, but you will scold me in turn?

Could it be that you actually love this guy?

Now that I have reunited you, you should thank me even more. "

"&*@#￥……"

With a click, Nissa broke Lycaon's neck again: "It's finally quiet."

Suddenly, the ceiling light in the laboratory began to flicker as if the power supply was unstable.

Nisha was about to take a tube of the blood of the ancestor of the werewolf, and took it to the device next to it for testing, but she was stunned.

Then he put down the tools in his hands, went to the console next to him, and closed the magic shield of the laboratory.

Immediately afterwards, the lights in the laboratory suddenly flashed,

Three figures wearing retro breathing masks and shabby clothes appeared in front of the female vampire out of thin air through unknown means.

"This is the reward promised to you."

She picked up a silver suitcase from the table next to her and handed it to the other party. Nissa pointed to the werewolf corpse next to her: "By the way, can you lend me Gevaudan's corpse for a few more days to study?"

The three of them took the box in silence.

The next moment, the light dimmed, and when the lights came back on, Gévaudan's body on the metal platform had disappeared without a trace.

"It's stingy."

………………

On the winding mountain road, a white Porsche Cayenne was driving slowly in the rain.

Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, Pietro asked curiously: "Your Majesty, where are we going?"

"Mystic Falls."

"Mystic Falls? What is that place?"

"Why don't we go to New York, or Los Angeles?"

As an orphan who dropped out of school at the age of ten, Pietro didn't know many American cities, and the only way to learn about them was through his father's DVD collection.

He has longed for life in those big cities since he was a child.

"We are here to avoid the limelight, not to cause trouble. Why are we going to those big cities?"

Kahn rolled his eyes at the energetic young man angrily.

If he stayed in those cosmopolitan cities, those guys from the church would probably be able to get to him in less than a month.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and browsed through the memories of this town in his mind again.

Mystic Falls is named after the many waterfalls surrounding the town.

At the same time, it also has two other names, 'Devil's Abyss' and 'Phoenix Town'.

The former is because there is a bottomless pit under a certain waterfall.

The latter is said to have been seen hundreds of years ago in this area, with a large bird whose whole body was burning with flames.

Falls Town is a large town with a population of more than 5.

Located in southwest Washington State, it is built on the sea and surrounded by mountains on three sides.

Therefore, being in rainy weather for many years is the favorite type of vampires like Kahn.

More than 60 years ago, the great-grandfather of the original owner, like Kahn today, fled with the Williams family from Germany to this remote and isolated town to escape the limelight.

When Kahn was ten years old, that is, 11 years ago.

The grandfather of the original owner took his family back to Germany to develop.

It can be said that the original owner spent his entire childhood in this small town.

As time passed, Kahn's brow gradually frowned.

In the memory of the original owner, he discovered something unusual.

In this peaceful and peaceful town with simple folk customs, animals attack and kill humans every year.

As few as five or six, as many as two or thirty.

An ordinary person might not take it seriously.

But Kahn had worked in the Blood Guard for two years and had dealt with many law enforcement departments.

In order to cover up the truth, the most common rhetoric used by people like them is to describe attacks by supernatural beings such as vampires and werewolves as attacks by wild beasts.

'It seems that this town is not as peaceful as it seems. '

Kahn thought.

but it does not matter.

Now that he is here, there is peace in Waterfall Town.

When he, the bloody viscount, comes, the blue sky will appear.

The vehicle went round and round, and finally arrived at this small town that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Kahn before the sun set.