Becoming infinitely stronger starting from Marvel

Chapter 44 Sacrifice Ceremony
At seven o'clock in the evening, a full moon hung above the clouds. Camila squatted outdoors depressingly, applying sunscreen. This was her first time going out in more than ten days.

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

As the doorbell rang softly, the door was opened immediately.

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

"Well, let's go eat now. I remember there is a Chinese restaurant nearby that tastes good. I wonder if you can accept it." Bai Ye smiled and took the girl's catty-like right hand and asked.

Unexpectedly, Bai Ye would be so proactive today. Gwen's face turned a little rosy: "Alright... that's ok. I can give it a try."

"Then let's try it. After dinner and shopping, we can go to the movies. Speaking of which, I don't know which movie you took me to watch today?"

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

"Alas..." Camilla sighed silently, stood up like a licking dog, and hung far away within two hundred meters of Bai Ye, preventing herself from going out of Bai Ye's control.

Two hundred meters in radius, this is Bai Ye's current safe distance.

With his current movement speed, within this range, as long as he wants to, he can hit any target within this range within three seconds. This is also the confidence that he is not afraid of Camilla's escape.

"By the way, Director George won't be angry if I invite you out to play today." Holding Gwen's hand, Bai Ye asked with a sideways smile.

The handsome face and the gentle smile on his face made Gwen's heart skip a beat. He looked away from Bai Ye's face in a panic and said, "No, dad said that I can come back early after watching the movie."

"The public security in New York City has been a bit bad recently. It's understandable that I go back early. I heard that there was a murderer who massacred gangs some time ago. Has the director caught him?" Bai Ye asked calmly.

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

Hearing Bai Ye ask about the case, Gwen gently shook his head 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 connect him with himself, but this was normal. Who would connect him with a disfigured man with a bald head and scars on his face?

Of course, with the passage of time, Bai Ye no longer worried about things like murder cases. In fact, he found that his strength was improving much faster than expected.

A human like him with a punch of 20 tons and a speed of meters per second can cause extremely terrifying damage in urban areas.

Unless the U.S. government is willing to drop weapons of mass destruction such as nuclear bombs on New York, conventional individual thermal weapons will never be able to target him as long as he is given time to react.

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

And this is why he dared to directly flirt with the police chief's daughter.

...In the center of New York, at the bottom of a huge building stacked with white marble, there are 12 huge stone pillars carved with simple patterns standing in all directions.

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

"My fellow racers, our race has been suppressed by humans for long enough. I am tired of all the negative effects brought about by the blood race. As long as today is over, I don't have to endure any of this anymore." Vampire Dickon opened his arms. Shout out to all vampires present.

"According to the cracked ancient text, the original vampires did not have any weaknesses."

"As long as twelve pure-blood vampires are sacrificed on a full-moon night, and combined with the blood of the Sun Walker, the Bleeding God can be summoned to bless us. From then on, we can also walk normally under the sun."

"And I, as the ancestor of a new line of vampires, will embrace you for the first time and cover the defects in your genes that are resistant to sunlight and silver items."

As Dickon looked forward to the future, the breathing of many men and women at the scene gradually began to quicken.

The reason why they were suppressed by humans before was not because their own flaws were too fatal, but if it turns out to be an extraordinary creature without any weaknesses, as Deacon said, 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 line of vampires, but countless main lines of vampires will appear, replicating the content of the ceremony again and again.

At the scene, looking at these vampires who were encouraged by him, Dickon laughed wildly in his heart. These people had no idea that not only could sacrifices be repeated in quantity, but the same vampire could also be performed multiple times.

12 pure-blood vampires + day walkers = new bloodline

So what will happen if this behavior is replicated again?

According to the content shown in ancient books, similar sacrifices can be repeated almost infinitely.

In his eyes at this moment, these people on the scene are not his own kind at all, but just the qualifications for his promotion. This is why he risked being discovered and called all the vampires around the world to gather together.

'In order to fight against the human government, at least five consecutive purification rituals will be carried out tonight, and at least 60 pure-blood vampires will be required. These on site should be enough. ' Dickon thought to himself.

Dickon waved his hand, and twelve were quickly selected. The pure-blood vampires who had lost the power to resist were placed under the stone pillar of the ceremony, and 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 wrist cut open by a sharp blade, and a large amount of blood flowed through the pipes to the sacrificial ceremony.

"Is this where those vampire bastards gather?"

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

"There is no need to communicate after entering. As long as they are vampires, they will be shot down with tranquilizer guns." After Ross finished speaking, a large group of soldiers immediately strode inside.

(End of this chapter)