Chapter 65
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Daywalker – Warrior Blade, a legendary half-human, half-vampire. He had the strength of a vampire, but not the weakness of a vampire.
He was strong, had a terrifying healing ability, and was not afraid of sunlight and mithril. His mother was bitten by a vampire before she gave birth.
He was soaked in the blood of a vampire before he was born. The survival rate of a newborn with this condition was less than one in ten thousand.
Not to mention that he was bitten by a vampire just before he gave birth. This probability was even rarer in the world. This made Blade destined to be extraordinary from the moment he was born.
He seemed to be born to be a warrior against vampires. Wherever there were vampires, he would be there. The meaning of his life was to destroy all the vampires in this world!
Eating, sleeping, and killing vampires were Blade's daily life.
Blade, who was holding the Remington M870 shotgun in his hand, showed no mercy to the Vampire. He pulled the bolt of the shotgun in a practiced manner. Driven by the recoil mechanism inside the shotgun, the old shell was thrown out of the body of the gun, and a new shell was loaded.
With a cruel smile, Blade fired another shot at several vampires nearby. Bang ~ The mithril bullets with the smell of gunpowder whizzed toward the vampires.
Two more vampires were shot. It was difficult to dodge a shotgun attack at close range. Two vampires emitted a red light and then turned into a cloud of flying ash.
There were more than 60 blood slaves and vampires present. They seemed to be frozen before, and they only came to their senses when the gunshot sounded again.
"Kill him!" Finally, someone reacted and began to prepare a counterattack. Several vampires and blood slaves rushed toward Blade.
The vampires moved quickly, but Blade moved even faster. Blade quickly pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger.
Each time the muzzle ejected a flame, there were nine special mithril canister bullets. Several vampires and blood slaves who attacked him were easily taken care of before they could get close to Blade.
The canister bullets hit their bodies and turned them all into ashes in the fire.
Blade quickly fired all eight canister bullets in the gun. Every time a gunshot rang out, it meant that a vampire's life had been taken by him.
At this time, other vampires rushed out of the villa with AR-15 rifles in their hands. This was the most common rifle in the United States.
Most gun stores sold them, and most of them were not fully automatic versions. However, it was not difficult to modify them to fully automatic versions, and China North Industry Group was authorized to produce AR series rifles.
Therefore, AR rifles were the cheapest among similar rifles. Many state governments in the United States purchased AR rifles for their state militias and National Guard units.
There were five vampires with AR-15 rifles. They didn't aim much at all and just fired in the general direction of Blade.
This kind of AoE attack would, of course, accidentally injure their own people. However, be it vampires or blood thralls, they were not afraid of this kind of pure physical attack. After all, they could rely on their own special characteristics to heal themselves. At most, it would be a little painful.
Warrior Blade had the self-healing ability of vampires, but it didn't mean that he would just stand there and take a beating.
With a roll, Blade dodged the rifle fire and at the same time, he threw an S-shaped boomerang at the five Vampires who were holding rifles.
The boomerang was also made of mithril with blades on both sides. The attack of the boomerang was accurate and fierce.
Warrior Blade was obviously an expert in using the boomerang. He controlled the power and angle very well. The boomerang drew a perfect arc in the air and cut off the cervical vertebrae of the five vampires at the most lethal angle.
The heads of the five vampires flew high, and the blood from their necks sprayed everywhere like a fountain.
The last five vampires also turned into ashes after a flash of red light.
The boomerang flew back to Blade's hand with some energy left. With a cruel smile, Blade bared his sharp fangs and looked at the other vampires.
"Ah!" Several blood thralls couldn't stand Blade's mocking smile and took out all kinds of weapons to attack Blade.
If there were vampires who had fought with Blade and survived, they would definitely stop these people's reckless behavior.
This was because Blade had yet to meet a vampire that he could not defeat in close combat.
With a clang, the mithril long sword on Blade's back was pulled out.
The bright silver blade reflected a frightening cold light. A few blood thralls wielding short knives, daggers, and other weapons charged forward without fear of death.
Blood thralls were only a product of the last ten years. They didn't go through the long training of vampires, and they didn't have the same strong physique as vampires. They could only be regarded as defective products among vampires.
If it weren't for the fact that the transformation of blood thralls was easier, the vampire population definitely wouldn't accept these half-formed vampires.
Although the blood thralls were not afraid of death, their strength and speed were severely lacking when it came to dealing with Blade.
With a simple turn, Blade easily bypassed the back of several people and avoided their attacks.
But the long sword in his hand drew a fatal light. Blade's movement was almost too fast to be seen. Almost at the same time, the tip of the sword pierced through the hearts of five people.
Simple, direct, and extremely lethal. This was Blade's sword technique.
Some vampires and blood thralls had begun to retreat, but Blade would not let any living vampire leave here!
Holding the long sword that was still dripping with blood, Blade suddenly killed the vampires and blood thralls.
The three girls who were invited by Roger were stunned. They didn't know how they survived the night.
All of this was too crazy. They still couldn't come back to their senses until the police arrived at the villa.
Only the ashes on the ground and the blood that dyed the floor and walls red told what had happened here.
"How's the harvest tonight, Blade?" A white-haired old man sat in the driver's seat to welcome Blade back.
"More than sixty vampires and blood thralls, Whist." Blade sat in the passenger seat and said to the old man.
Whist was his partner and also the person who adopted him since he was young. Blade's weapons were all made by him.
"Buffalo is already very close to New York. Now there seems to be more and more vampires heading to New York. I suspect there's a problem here." Whist said as he started the car. "The vampires have been getting more and more restless these past few years."
"That's why we're going to New York to see what's going on. Maybe we can catch a few big bosses and let them sunbathe." It was rare for Blade to make a joke.
Although it wasn't very funny, Whist still laughed. The two drove to the center of the incident, New York City.
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