Marvel: Traveling through time with Warcraft skills

He stood there, raised his head slightly, and scanned the surroundings with his empty eyes,

as if he was examining the uninvited guest who broke into his territory,

the temperature of the entire underground space seemed to drop several degrees in an instant, and a repressive atmosphere spread.

"Is this the vampire elder, Victor?"

Jerlock thought to himself, his eyes fixed on the mysterious vampire who emerged from the broken coffin.

Then, a surprising scene happened.

After Victor came to his senses briefly, he instantly cast his greedy eyes on a subordinate beside him.

He pounced on him like a hungry wolf.

He grabbed the vampire's shoulder tightly, and then with lightning speed,

opened his bloody mouth and bit the other's neck fiercely.

The sharp fangs easily pierced the skin, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Victor sucked frantically, making a "gurgling" swallowing sound in his throat.

The sound was particularly clear and terrifying in the silent underground space.

The vampire being sucked widened his eyes, his eyes were full of fear and despair,

His body struggled desperately, but everything was in vain in front of Victor's powerful strength.

In a moment, his vitality was sucked out by Victor,

his body collapsed softly on the ground, becoming a lifeless mummy.

The other two subordinates, after witnessing this tragic scene, were already scared to death.

They tried to turn around and run away, but how could Victor let them go easily.

He flashed and appeared behind them like a ghost, repeating the same bloody behavior.

The screams of the two vampires echoed in the underground space, accompanied by the sound of Victor sucking blood.

Geralt just stood there quietly, watching all this.

He had no intention of intervening.

When Victor sucked the blood of the three subordinates,

his originally withered and decayed body was rapidly changing as if it had been injected with powerful vitality.

The originally sunken cheeks gradually became fuller, the loose skin became tight and shiny,

the muscle lines of the body began to reappear, and the whole person returned to the image of a middle-aged white man with a stern face.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Geralt, revealing a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"I have seen the matter from the memory of my subordinates. So, can you tell me why you did this? Have I offended you in any way?"

Geralt said with a smile:

"Don't get me wrong, I have no personal grudge against you, I am just entrusted by someone."

Victor heard it and sighed softly, with a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

"How much did he give you? I have some wealth stored in this house, although not much. But if you are willing to accept it, we don't have to kill each other."

He tried to resolve the crisis with wealth, and his words revealed an expectation of resolving the problem peacefully.

Geralt couldn't help laughing. He looked at Victor with a hint of sarcasm and teasing in his eyes.

"You are confused. If I kill you, those are mine too."

His words were concise and direct, and he did not hide his purpose.

At this time, Blade's eyes were fixed on Victor,

There was a burning excitement and an irrepressible eagerness in his eyes.

Suddenly, he rushed towards Victor like an arrow from a bow, shouting:

"Vampire elder? Today I, Blade, will kill one!"

He held the silver sword tightly in both hands, and the veins on his arms bulged. As he sprinted,

the silver sword drew a dazzling silver light in the air and stabbed straight into Victor's chest.

Victor just turned his head slightly and glanced at the flying blade with the corner of his eye.

There was a trace of disdain and arrogance on his face. Then he stretched out his hand and slapped the blade away.

There was a loud "bang".

The whole person of Blade was instantly blown away by this huge force. He smashed into the wall next to him.

The wall trembled violently under the impact, and dust fell down, completely burying the figure of Blade, and there was no movement.

"Children should not interrupt when adults are talking"

Victor said.

Then, Victor's eyes locked on Geralt again, and there was a little helplessness in his eyes:

"Is there no room for negotiation?"

Geralt sneered:

"Have you ever heard a saying. Those who mess around will pay for it sooner or later."

After hearing Geralt's words, Victor knew in his heart that today's matter would not be settled peacefully.

In an instant, his eyes turned fierce, and his originally calm face suddenly became ferocious.

Then, his figure left a blurry afterimage in the air and disappeared instantly.

Geralt felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a powerful force came.

Before he could react, the force had hit his body hard.

With a loud bang, he was blown away like a cannonball and crashed directly into the elevator behind him.

The metal door of the elevator was instantly twisted and deformed under the huge impact, and the glass was broken and splashed everywhere.

The entire elevator car was also smashed to pieces, making a tooth-grinding creaking sound.

"Boss!"

Mina and Hans exclaimed at the same time, their voices full of worry and concern.

However, Geralt walked out of the ruins of the elevator slowly without any injury.

He patted the dust off his body and exclaimed:

"What a fast speed, worthy of being a vampire elder."

Victor's figure appeared in front of Geralt, his eyes staring at Geralt, with a greedy look in his eyes.

"Vampires of our clan rely on sucking other people's blood to strengthen themselves. The stronger the person, the stronger their blood can make us. I can feel that as long as I suck all your blood, I can become the strongest vampire."

His voice trembled slightly with excitement.

After speaking, his figure disappeared again like a gust of wind.

Geralt suddenly felt that the air around him seemed to be cut by countless invisible blades,

His body was constantly subjected to swift and fierce attacks.

Victor's speed was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye.

Every attack was accompanied by a strong impact, and Geralt's body shook slightly under the continuous blows.

Mina and Hans watched all this nervously.

Victor's eerie and triumphant voice came from the air.

"Your magic shield is indeed very strong, and my attack cannot break through it. But you can't keep up with my speed. Under my continuous attack, your mana will eventually run out. That's when I'll enjoy you. Hey, hey, hey."

The laughter was creepy and sharp, and it came and went, surrounding Geralt tightly from all directions,

as if it wanted to completely defeat him mentally first.

Mina and Hans couldn't help but feel a chill rising slowly from their spines.