Not far from her, Bai Ye, dressed in a casual suit, put one hand in his pocket and gently rang the doorbell in front of him.

With a slight ding of the doorbell, the door was opened immediately.

Gwen, who was dressed neatly in a bright yellow hooded top and light blue straight pants, opened the door and waved happily at Bai Ye who was standing at the door: "The time is just right. I'm ready. Let's go out together."

"Well, let's go eat first. I remember there is a Chinese restaurant nearby that eats pretty good. I wonder if you like it." Bai Ye smiled and took the girl's soft right hand and asked.

Gwen didn't expect Bai Ye to be so proactive today. Her face turned red. "Okay... I can try it."

"Then let's give it a try. After dinner, let's go shopping and then go to the movies. By the way, I don't even know which movie you're taking me to see today."

Bai Ye said with a smile, then gently pulled Gwen's arm and led her towards the Chinese restaurant, while he waved his left hand gently behind his back, motioning Camilla to follow.

"Sigh..." Camilla sighed silently, stood up and like a dog, staying far away within two hundred meters of Bai Ye, not allowing herself to leave Bai Ye's control.

Two hundred meters in radius, this is the safe distance set by Bai Ye now.

With his current movement speed, within this range, as long as he wants, he can hit any target within this range within three seconds. This is also the reason why he is not afraid of Camilla escaping.

"By the way, I invited you out to play today. Director George won't be angry, right?" Holding Gwen's hand, Bai Ye asked with a smile, turning his head to the side.

The handsome face and gentle smile on his face made Gwen's heart jump. She looked away from Bai Ye's face in a panic and said, "No, my father told me to come back early after watching the movie."

"The public security in New York City has been a bit bad recently, so it's understandable that we have to go back early. I heard that there was a murderer who slaughtered gangsters some time ago. Did the chief catch him?" Bai Ye asked calmly.

According to psychological research, a large proportion of murderers will return to the scene to observe their masterpiece after the murder, and Bai Ye seems to be in the same psychological state at this moment.

Hearing Bai Ye asking about the case, Gwen shook his head slightly and said, "The murderer disappeared two days after he appeared. I haven't heard from him for a long time. Maybe he is hiding."

"Is that so?" Bai Ye nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that the police did not link him to himself. But this was normal. Who would link him to a disfigured man with a bald head and scars all over his face?

Of course, as time went by, Bai Ye was no longer worried about things like murders. It was because he found that his strength was improving much faster than he expected.

For a person like him who can punch 20 tons and run 100 meters per second, the destructive power he can cause in the urban area is extremely terrifying.

Unless the US government is willing to drop a nuclear bomb, a weapon of mass destruction, on New York, conventional individual thermal weapons will never be able to lock on him as long as he is given time to react.

Even if he launches a sneak attack, Bai Ye still has 0.2 free attribute points, and any injuries can be recovered instantly after adding points.

And this is also the reason why he dared to directly seduce the police chief's daughter.

…

Countless pale-skinned men and women gathered here, all looking at the man in the center.

"My fellow vampires, our race has been oppressed by humans for long enough. I am tired of the various negative effects brought about by the body of a vampire. As long as today is over, we won't have to endure all of this anymore." Vampire Deacon opened his arms and shouted to all the vampires present.

"According to the deciphered ancient texts, the original vampires did not have any weaknesses."

"As long as twelve pure-blooded vampires are sacrificed on a full-moon night and the blood of the Daywalker is added, we can summon the Blood God to bless us. From now on, we can walk normally in the sun."

"And I, as the ancestor of a new line of vampires, will perform the First Embrace on you and cover the defects in your genes that are sensitive to sunlight and silver objects."

As Deacon envisioned the future, the breathing of the many men and women present gradually quickened.

The reason why they were suppressed by humans before was not because their own defects were too fatal. But if it is true as Deacon said, and they transform into extraordinary creatures without any weaknesses, then the vampires will once again stand at the top of the food chain.

Of course, the most important thing is that if the method of sacrifice is correct, then it will not be a new lineage of vampires, but a replication of the ritual, with countless main lineages of vampires emerging.

At the scene, looking at these vampires who were instigated by him, Deacon laughed wildly with triumph in his heart. These people had no idea that not only could the sacrifice be repeated in number, but the same vampire could also do it multiple times.

12 pure-blooded vampires + daywalkers = new bloodline

So what will happen if this behavior is repeated once again?

According to what is shown in ancient books, similar sacrifices could be repeated almost indefinitely.

In his eyes at this moment, those people at the scene were not his own people at all, but just the resources for his promotion. This was why he risked being discovered and summoned vampires from all over the world to gather together.

"In order to fight against the human government, we need to conduct at least five purification rituals tonight, which will require at least 60 pure-blooded vampires. The ones here should be enough," Deacon thought.

With a wave of his hand, Dicken quickly selected twelve pure-blooded vampires who had lost their ability to resist and were placed under the stone pillars of the ceremony. The ceremony began under the gaze of all the vampires present.

Above this space, the Blade Warrior, who had been imprisoned for many days, had his wrists cut by a sharp blade, and a large amount of blood flowed through pipes into the sacrificial ceremony.

"Is this where those blood-sucking bastards gather?"

At the same time, outside the building, a man in U.S. military uniform with a cigarette in his mouth was looking at the quaint building in front of him and murmured. Behind him were thousands of fully armed U.S. soldiers.

"There's no need to communicate after you go in. If they're vampires, knock them all down with tranquilizer guns." After Ross finished speaking, a large group of soldiers strode inside.

(End of this chapter)