"What's wrong with this woman?" Bai Ye frowned slightly and subconsciously blocked Gwen.

"Bai Ye, what's wrong?" Gwen noticed Bai Ye's movements and looked up in confusion, but saw that Bai Ye's expression was extremely serious.

"I don't know. You should go to the cinema first. It may be dangerous here." Bai Ye said in a deep voice, feeling that Camilla was not in a good condition at the moment.

"Oh!" Gwen looked thoughtfully at the beautiful woman in the distance who was staring at this place. She had countless guesses in her mind, but she still walked into the cinema obediently.

"This kind of physique must be transformed into a bloodline!" The Dimensional Demon God looked at Bai Ye through Camilla's eyes, and was extremely amazed.

In her observation, Bai Ye was like a little human-shaped sun walking in the dark night. Although his strength was mediocre, the immortality brought by his 2.8 physique and his talent that was thousands of times greater than that of ordinary people made him look at him sideways.

"If this kind of extraordinary talent is transformed into a bloodline, under my careful training, within hundreds of thousands of years, it will definitely become a combat force that is not inferior to my level."

Looking at this extremely conspicuous man in her sight, the Blood Goddess' greed could hardly be suppressed. Originally, she just came down to take a look on a whim, but she didn't expect to see a character of Tang Monk's level.

Although she was very greedy for Bai Ye's body, she also knew that a pony could not pull a cart.

Even though she could control the body of her descendant who had her own bloodline, Camilla's physical condition meant she could not beat the man in front of her, so she decided to call for help.

Looking at Bai Ye who was walking towards here with a look of vigilance and murderous intent, in order to avoid alerting the enemy, the Blood God quickly cut off contact with Camilla.

The next moment Camilla's consciousness regained control of her body. When she looked up, she saw Bai Ye pinching her neck and lifting her up.

"What's wrong with you?" Camilla was stunned. How come Bai Ye came up to her and started talking about her while she was in a daze?

"Don't you know what you just did?" Bai Ye asked the confused woman. Could it be that vampires also have schizophrenia?

"Just now? I seemed to feel the coming of the Blood God." Camilla said thoughtfully.

The sudden thunder in the center of New York just now made her blood surge. Then she came to her senses and saw that she was being strangled by Bai Ye.

"Blood God..." Bai Ye was speechless. As soon as this thing was mentioned, he already knew where the plot of the Blade movie was going.

But is this scene in the original plot? Or is it because of the fusion of multiple worldviews that the plot collapses?

At this moment, many people on the surrounding streets have looked over with curious eyes.

Bai Ye hesitated for a moment, then let go of her hand and explained, "You seemed to be possessed just now, and you are not in a good state. Wait for me here and come back with me later."

"Aren't you going to the movies?"

"In this situation, why bother watching a movie? No matter what happens, let's wait until tonight is over." After saying this, Bai Ye turned and walked into the cinema.

…

At this moment, in the center of New York, a large number of vampires were turned into ashes by the army.

In the center of the building, Deacon raised his hands high, feeling the tremendous power surging from his body.

The bloodline exchanged from 12 pure-blooded lives has replaced his blood with the ancestor of a new vampire branch.

"Dicken, was the ritual successful?" a vampire asked anxiously, "The human army outside has already reached the door. If there is still no change, we will all be killed here by them."

"Of course it worked."

Dicken grinned and glanced at every pure-blood present. He moved his body slightly, turned into a shadow, and rushed out of the stone gate at a rapid speed.

Outside the door, after advancing all the way, the first batch of troops arrived successfully. Just before entering the door, a figure imperceptible to the naked eye flashed by.

The human figure instantly passed through the barriers of countless atomized garlic essences and ultraviolet rays.

On both sides of the moving track, the heads of hundreds of American soldiers flew into the sky in an instant, and the surging blood mist filled the aisle in an instant, bringing with it a strong and disgusting fishy smell.

"What happened? Who did it?"

"Damn mutants, this is definitely a mutant conspiracy!"

"All on alert! All on alert!"

At the scene, the personnel losses were dozens of times more than before, and the invisible enemy caused great chaos in the entire US military force.

Because the incident happened suddenly and hundreds of people were killed in an instant while the surrounding area was fully prepared, no one thought the attacker was a vampire and instead thought it was an attack by mutants.

At this moment, a wild laugh came from above the crowd. Everyone looked towards the place where the sound came from and saw Dicken standing on a huge rock.

After inhaling the strong smell of blood in the air with intoxication, his pupils and eyewhites were completely covered with blood, and he looked down at the American troops present with pride.

Dicken jumped lightly from the boulder and wanted to make a speech of victory, but the panicked army didn't dare to give him a chance to speak. They instantly aimed the silver bullets in their hands at Dicken and fired at him with a large number of bullets.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"

In an instant, guns and cannons roared, and a large number of bullets struggled to penetrate Deacon's hard skin, but were stuck firmly in the muscles and could not move forward an inch.

Without any intention of resisting, Deacon allowed the silver bullets to destroy every inch of his skin.

The entire shooting lasted more than ten seconds.

When he felt it was almost time, Deacon, whose body was densely packed with bullets, raised his hands and exerted every inch of muscle in his body. The powerful force instantly squeezed the bullets out of his skin.

Under the horrified gazes of countless American soldiers, hundreds of bullets were ricocheted back at a speed no less than when they were fired, directly piercing their bodies.

Deacon still stood there, his scarlet blood flowing silently, covering every bullet hole on his body, and instantly returning to his original state.

Just as he bared his fangs and prepared to slaughter everyone on the scene, his eyes could not help but look towards the east.

There was only a gray wall in front of me, but a strong attraction emerged from that direction.

It was as if someone was telling him in his heart that he must go and transform the man in that direction into a vampire, even if it meant death.

And the next second when this thought came into his mind, the ground began to tremble slightly.

As he watched in bewilderment, the thousands of remaining vampires poured out of the stone gate and rushed towards the east.

"What are you doing, are you crazy?"

Dicken shouted as he endured the strong desire in his heart. For the first time, he felt that things were beyond his control.

(End of this chapter)