Chapter 65 Night Massacre

Daywalker ~ Blade Warrior, a half-human, half-vampire legend. He has vampire strength but no vampire weakness.

He is strong, has terrifying healing powers, and is not afraid of sunlight and mithril. His mother was bitten by a vampire before giving birth.

Let him be soaked in the blood of vampires before he was born, and the chance of surviving in this situation is less than 1 in 10,000.

Not to mention that it was just bitten by a vampire just before giving birth, which is even rarer in the world. This makes the blade destined to be extraordinary from the moment of birth.

He seemed to be born a fighter against vampires, and wherever there was a vampire, there was him. The meaning of his life is to destroy all the vampires in this world!

Eating ~ sleeping ~ killing vampires is the daily routine of Blade.

The blade holding the Remington M870 shotgun has no mercy for vampires, and skillfully pulls the bolt. Driven by the recoil structure in the body, the old shell is thrown out of the gun body, and the new shot is loaded and loaded. .

With a cruel smile, Blade fired another shot at a few nearby vampires. Touch ~ Mithril-made bullets whizzed towards the vampires with the smell of gunpowder.

Two more vampires were shot, and close-range shotgun attacks were difficult to dodge. The two vampires glowed red and turned into a cloud of ash.

There were more than 60 blood slaves and vampires present, and they seemed to be immobilized before, and they didn't recover until the gunshots sounded again.

"Kill him!" Someone finally reacted and began to prepare to fight back. Several vampires and blood slaves slaughtered towards the blade.

The vampire moves fast, but the blade moves faster. The blade quickly pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger.

Each time the muzzle ejected flames were nine specially made mithril shotguns. Several vampires and blood slaves who attacked him were easily dealt with by him before they could get close to the blade.

The shotgun hit them in the body and they all turned to ashes in the firelight.

The blade quickly fired all eight shotguns in the gun. Every time a gun sounds, it means that a vampire's life has been harvested by him.

At this time, other vampires rushed out of the villa with AR-15 rifles in their hands. This is the most common type of rifle in the United States.

Most gun stores sell them. Most of them are versions that cannot be fully automatic. However, it is not difficult to convert into a fully automatic version, and because China North Industries Group is authorized to produce AR series rifles.

Therefore, the price of AR rifles belongs to the low-priced guns in similar rifles. The rifles purchased by many state governments in the United States for the militia and the National Guard in their states are AR rifles produced by North Industries.

There were five vampires holding AR-15 rifles, and they fired in the general direction of the blade without taking much aim.

This type of range attack will naturally injure one's own people, but whether it is a vampire or a blood slave, they are not afraid of this pure physical attack. Anyway, they can be cured by their own characteristics, and at most it is a little painful.

The blade warrior has the self-healing ability of a vampire, but this does not mean that he will stand there foolishly and be beaten.

A tumbling blade evaded the rifle's strafing, and at the same time threw an S-shaped pullback at the five vampires holding the rifle.

The pullback standard is also made of mithril, and both sides are cut. The target's attack is precise and ferocious.

The blade warrior is obviously a master of using the puja, and his strength and angle are very well grasped by him. Huilibiao crossed a perfect arc in the air, severing the cervical vertebrae of five vampires at the deadliest angle.

The heads of the five vampires flew high, and the blood from their necks splashed around like a gushing fountain.

The last five were also reduced to ashes after a flash of red light.

The pullback marker flew back to the blade's hand with a little extra strength. With a cruel smile, Blade bared his sharp fangs at the rest of the vampires.

"Yeah~!" Several blood slaves couldn't bear the sarcastic smile of the blade, and took out various weapons to attack the blade.

If there are vampires who have fought with the blade and survived, they will definitely stop the reckless behavior of these people.

Because Blade has yet to meet a vampire he can't defeat in melee hand-to-hand combat.

With a bang, he pulled out the mithril long sword with the blade behind him.

The bright silver blade reflected a terrifying cold light, and several blood slaves with short knives, daggers and other weapons rushed up without fear of death.

Blood slaves are just the products of the last ten years. They have not been trained for as long as vampires, and they do not have the same powerful physique as vampires. They can only be regarded as inferior products among vampires.

If it weren't for the easier transformation of blood slaves, the vampire population would definitely not accept such half-finished vampires.

Although the blood slaves are not afraid of death, whether it is strength or speed, they are serious deficiencies against the blade.

Turning around easily, the blade easily bypassed the backs of several people to avoid their attacks.

But the long knife in his hand drew a deadly light. The blade's movements were almost so fast that people couldn't see clearly, and the blade pierced the hearts of the five people almost in no particular order.

Simple, direct and extremely lethal, this is the blade technique of the blade.

There are already vampires and blood slaves starting to retreat, but the Blades will not let any living vampires leave here!

Holding the long knife still dripping with blood, the blade suddenly killed the crowd of vampires and blood slaves.

The three girls invited by Roger were petrified, they didn't know how they were going to spend the night.

It was all so crazy, until the police came to the villa, they were still unable to recover.

Only the flying ash all over the ground and the blood on the red-stained floors and walls tell what happened here.

"How about the blade tonight?" A white-haired old man sat in the driver's seat and responded to the blade's return.

"More than 60 vampires and blood slaves, Whist." Blade said to the old man in the co-pilot.

Whist was his partner and adopted him as a child. Blade's weapons are made by him.

"Buffalo is very close to New York, and it seems that more and more vampires are rushing to New York. I suspect that there is a problem here." Whist said while starting the car. "Vampires have become more and more restless in recent years."

"That's why we're going to New York to find out, maybe we can catch a few vampire bosses and give them a sunbath." Blade said a rare joke.

Although not very funny, Whist still smiled. The two were driving to New York City, the epicenter of the incident.

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