The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

The next day.

After getting up and going to work, the people of Albany felt something was wrong after walking out of their homes and breathing the first breath of fresh air today.

They felt...

Today's air seemed to be extra sweet and even fresher than ever before.

But they didn't know what happened in the city until they went to work and opened their mobile phones to browse the forum, and then they found some scattered posts, using various obscure languages ​​to try to tell the people the truth about what happened yesterday.

But these posts soon disappeared from the Internet.

Although New York City reported the incident of the Vampire Building, even the people of New York City now began to doubt that there were no vampires at all. The last incident might be caused by the leakage of some experimental drug from the military.

In the Federation, once anything that cannot be explained by science occurs, just suspect two objects.

The first is the CIA, and the second is the military.

Because in the deep-rooted impression of the people of the Federation, these two guys have always been inhuman.

Therefore, with the public's imagination and SHIELD deleting posts, the people of the Federation once again changed from being sure of the existence of vampires to being skeptical about it.

Locke sat on the balcony, breathing the fresh air of Albany while drinking the coffee in his hand.

After his blood pool space was upgraded to the blood pool space, he no longer needed to replenish energy all the time.

Even if the unborn daughter in Catherine's belly drank freely, he said he had no pressure.

The sliding door of the balcony was pushed open.

Locke turned his head and looked at Catherine, who was wearing a white T-shirt and shorts, with her long hair a little wet.

"Good morning."

"Morning."

Catherine took a careful step first, and after confirming again that the sun really could not harm her, she appeared on the balcony, pulled out a chair and sat down, raised her head slightly, and felt the warm but non-harmful temperature of the sun again.

Locke looked at Catherine's appearance and was a little curious.

"Doesn't the sunlight ring shield against sunlight damage?"

"That's a witch's spell, setting up an invisible and intangible protective shield around the vampires, which blocks anything except light."

"I see."

Locke suddenly realized.

Compared with Catherine, he is a novice in the knowledge of the supernatural world.

Locke never shy away from this point.

Because humility makes people progress.

Locke remembered what happened yesterday, looked at Catherine, and asked: "The tree-shaped witch organization has a witch called the Bloody Queen. How much do you know?"

Catherine was stunned at first, then looked at Locke, with a look of realization on her face: "The tree-shaped witch is the Bloody Queen?"

Locke looked at the expression on Catherine's face: "It should be, you know?"

Catherine smiled.

"Of course I know, but the Bloody Queen died in the first hundred years of my becoming a vampire, I remember."

"Tell me more."

Locke heard the words and pushed the coffee in front of Catherine.

Catherine took the coffee, took a sip, and then told Locke about the deeds of the witch, the Bloody Queen.

The story is long, and it happened too long ago.

To put it simply.

In the first hundred years of Catherine becoming a vampire, a black witch appeared on the European continent who tried to use black magic to make herself immortal.

This black witch used the plague to invade the earth and took the lives of ordinary people in one village after another.

Ordinary people who died from the plague would bleed profusely and their bodies would appear crimson, so this black witch was named the Bloody Queen.

The Bloody Queen and her witch group plunged Europe into dire straits at that time.

"Later, she was killed by a hunter."

"Later, the witch trial came."

Catherine briefly described the origin and ending of the Bloody Queen, and then asked curiously: "So the tree-like witch formed an alliance with the vampire, thinking of using the power of the vampire to resurrect the Bloody Queen?"

Locke shook his head.

He didn't know.

But...

"Can the Bloody Queen be resurrected?"

"It was the hunter who killed the Bloody Queen, Locke."

"So?"

"Human hunters are also human. They have no way and no power to really kill extraordinary life."

There is an invisible gap between ordinary life and extraordinary life, which may not be crossed in a lifetime.

"What's more, she is a witch who uses black magic."

"She won't die so easily."

"Otherwise, these witches who believe in the Bloody Queen would not think about resurrecting her generation after generation."

Locke nodded when he heard this, and then asked curiously: "But what does this have to do with Blade?"

Catherine looked at Locke in confusion.

Locke talked about his discovery yesterday. The two witches seemed to want to seal Blade's soul and take Blade's body away.

He didn't understand the connection between Blade and the Bloody Witch.

But Catherine seemed to know.

After listening to Locke's plan of the two witches, Catherine seemed to think of something and looked at Locke for confirmation.

"Is Blade a hybrid?"

"Yes."

"That's right."

Catherine's eyes lit up, and she explained to Locke: "Hybrids are very good containers in the extraordinary world."

Locke raised his eyebrows.

"Container, possession?"

"Yes."

Catherine explained: "Because hybrids are new lives born from the combination of the blood of two different ethnic groups, and they often have the potential to surpass their parents, so in the eyes of the dark, hybrids are the best containers for their souls."

Locke listened to Catherine's story, nodded, and then looked at Catherine's abdomen thoughtfully.

"So, hybrids are very dangerous in the extraordinary world?"

"Of course."

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Catherine said very affirmatively, then noticed Locke's eyes, lowered her eyes to look at her abdomen, and then looked at Locke: "Ours are not hybrids?"

Locke's eyes moved up and fell on Catherine's delicate face: "The blood race has no way to give birth to offspring."

Catherine frowned and looked at Locke seriously.

"Are you really not a vampire?"

"No."

Locke said with a smile: "I just have the power comparable to the ancestor of the vampires, but my life essence is not a vampire."

Catherine took a breath and subconsciously stood up from the chair.

Locke looked at Catherine's movements and raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong?"

"Is our daughter a mixed-race?"

Catherine was a little flustered. Don't look at how lightly she just said it, but that was something that didn't happen to her.

Because she thought of her daughter before she was transformed into a vampire.

Her first daughter was also forcibly taken away after she was born.

Locke looked at the somewhat panicked Catherine, stood up, and hugged Catherine directly.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

"..."

Catherine looked up at Locke in Locke's arms.

Locke looked at Catherine and said gently: "If someone comes to rob, just kill him. If one person comes, I will kill his entire clan. If two people come, I will kill two clans. If I kill more people, naturally no one will dare to come."

His words were very light, but his tone was very firm.

Kidnap his daughter?

Ha.

If one person comes, he will not only kill one person, but the entire clan.

When he kills a clan, some people may have ideas, but after he kills many people, those who have ideas will not have ideas about his daughter.

Only force can stop war!

Catherine calmed down again with Locke's comfort and sat back in her seat.

Locke also brought the topic back to the blade and the bloody queen.

"So, the tree-like witch hopes to catch the blade and use it as a container to hold the soul of the bloody queen?"

"Except for this possibility, I can't think of any other possibility."

"...Okay."

Locke listened to the answer given by Catherine, nodded, held the coffee cup in his right hand, and tapped the cup slowly with his fingers.

He was thinking whether to recall Blade.

After Locke's hard work yesterday, all the unregistered vampires in Albany were either manually eliminated or fled Albany frantically at the risk of being burned by the sun.

There are no unregistered vampires in this city.

So the recovered Blade, according to the plan, needs to go to the next city, Rochester, to help deal with the vampires there.

But now Blade's suspected container has been targeted by the tree-like witches, and it is not a good choice to let Blade go outside.

There is a deliberate plan.

If Blade hadn't been so excited the night before, pretending to be dead and then escaping, he might have been abducted by the tree-like witch.

And Blade has no chance of winning against the witch.

It should be said that even if it is a vampire, if you encounter a witch, unless you seize the opportunity to get close, you can't beat the witch.

The same is true for Locke.

The reason why he was able to kill the two witches last night was that he relied on the endless energy in his blood pool space to ignore the magic spells cast by the witches on him and endure all kinds of pain to complete the close-range work.

If he didn't have the blood pool space, he would probably lose.

"Magic is really a headache."

"So we don't provoke witches easily."

Catherine agreed with Locke's words: "Especially the Salem witches, the resentment of the group of witches who were burned to death in the spirit world is very big, so most of their witches are black witches."

It's not because of the black skin that they are called black witches, but because witches who use black magic are called black witches.

Locke listened to Catherine's agreement and glanced at Catherine.

He wanted to say that this was not what he meant.

But because...

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