Bloodlines of the Marvel Universe

Chapter 144 Blade's Edge

Holding his giant ax in his mouth, Hati bent his legs and jumped high, easily deflecting a missile that was aimed at his altar.

Even without his hands, with his powerful strength, the ancestor of the werewolf still defended this area tightly.

"F22?"

Seeing the black shadow whizzing past his head, Kahn called out in his heart, "What a guy."

Even the ace of the US Air Force was summoned. It seemed that the fifth office was more prestigious than he thought.

"Is this the support you're talking about?"

He raised the ax and chopped off the head of another werewolf. John replied without looking back: "You should be lucky that these werewolves chose such an inaccessible location."

After a round of artillery fire, the number of werewolves gathered on the top of the mountain was immediately reduced by 30.00%, and the pressure on Kahn and the two men was relieved a lot.

As soon as the five F22s left, Apache helicopter gunships with bright searchlights surrounded the top of the snow-capped mountains from all directions.

The roar that Kahn heard just now was not from the F22s cruising at supersonic speeds at all, but from these aerial killers.

Hellfire anti-tank missiles were fired one after another from under the wings of the helicopter, taking over the mission of the F22 and continuing to clear the ground with firepower.

Every time there was an explosion, there were several dead bodies of giant wolves.

As a last resort, the remaining werewolves had no choice but to withdraw from full wolf transformation, search for surrounding stones, and fight back in the most primitive way.

For ordinary people, some fist-sized stones are not much more powerful than cannonballs for these werewolves.

A werewolf really got lucky and hit the tail rotor of an Apache with a rock the size of a basketball.

Hati, the ancestor of werewolves, was even more exaggerated. After running for a certain distance, he jumped directly onto the head of a helicopter, scaring the pilot inside so much that his teeth chattered.

Using his two severed arms as iron bars, within a few seconds, Hattie dismantled the unfortunate helicopter with his bare hands, and hammered the pilot's head into his chest.

After suffering a loss, the commander of the helicopter unit also learned wisely.

Regardless of sacrificing attack efficiency, he ordered his men to increase the flight altitude.

'Da da da--! '

After the Hellfire missile was fired, the roar of the M-230E-1 single-barreled chain gun began.

As soon as the 30mm depleted uranium bullet was fired, not to mention the flesh and blood of the giant wolves, even the rocks frozen into solid ice could not bear it and were blasted into countless pieces.

With the roar of artillery fire, the number of wolves in the valley began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

'Rumble, rumble -'

I don't know how to successfully locate it, but an Apache helicopter flew over the heads of Kahn and the two men.

As soon as Kahn raised his head, the helicopter door suddenly opened, and a landing safety rope was thrown to the ground.

The next moment, a black man wearing a long black trench coat, sunglasses, and a crew cut appeared at the door of the helicopter. He twisted the safety rope twice with one hand and jumped out like a suicide.

'Boom! '

Landing firmly on the ground, he glanced at the bloodstains covering John's upper body, and the black man said sarcastically: "John, you are really embarrassed this time."

"Stop talking nonsense. The ancestor of the werewolf who has been imprisoned for hundreds of years has gone crazy and wants to wake up this extinct volcano."

John was in no mood to reminisce with this comrade who had fought side by side many times: "If we don't stop him, the whole of Oregon may be destroyed."

Pulling out the katana behind him, he easily cut the giant wolf in half that wanted to attack him. Only then did the black man notice the blond vampire next to him, and his expression turned cold.

Glancing at his old comrade in surprise, the black man exclaimed: "How could you resist not hacking this guy to death? It seems that your mastery of this inheritance has deepened."

"Blade?!"

After seeing clearly the visitor's uniform that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, Kahn recognized this person who could stop children from crying at night in their vampire world, and subconsciously clenched the spear in his hand.

As one of Marvel's earliest superheroes in film and television, he had heard of each other's name in his previous life.

After traveling through time and becoming a vampire, and knowing that this was the Marvel world, Kahn immediately searched for information about this superhero who specialized in dealing with vampires, and the appearance of the other person was deeply etched into his mind.

Therefore, although this was the first time he saw a real person, he recognized him at a glance.

As a hybrid of human and vampire, Blade has the physique and abilities of a vampire, but does not have the weaknesses of a vampire, which is somewhat similar to him.

Although he was born just over 30 years ago, this half-vampire has had some adventures, and his strength is comparable to that of the top leaders of all major vampire forces.

It is said that the ancients who died on the other side were not even counted by a palm.

With his small arms and legs now, he would probably be in trouble against this guy.

Looking at his cheap father-in-law, Kahn looked curious: "The helper you are talking about is Blade?"

"Afraid? Don't you know what our Gilbert family does?"

John had a cold face and threatened: "It's best to stay away from Elena when you go back, otherwise I will come to you to have a heart-to-heart talk with him."

"I am the Blood Guard of the Great Markinos Family."

His heart tightened, but Kahn didn't show the slightest hint of timidity on his face.

"Big Makinos?"

Upon hearing this name, Dao Bian frowned.

If not necessary, he really didn't want to provoke that woman who was more troublesome than most of the ancestors.

Although he is reckless, he is not stupid.

He knew exactly why he had killed countless vampires and was able to get away with it until now.

Unlike the Templars of the church and the demon hunters, he only kills vampires who suck human blood and harm humans. Most of his goals overlap with those of law enforcement.

In disguise, he helped those vampire executives maintain their rule.

Otherwise, the top leaders of the major forces would have taken action to kill him as a thorn in their side.

"What about Big Makinos?" John didn't care.

Unlike his old comrades, the person standing behind him is the most powerful country on the planet.

"Ha ha."

With a sneer, Kahn ignored this guy who was full of inexplicable hostility towards him, and turned to look at the center of the valley: "If you delay any longer, Hati will... wait, what are they planning to do?"

But midway through his words, his expression changed slightly.

Seeing the heavy casualties among his tribe, as well as the killing machine hanging high in the sky, far away from his attack range, Hati gritted his teeth and had to shout out to stop the witch who was performing the ceremony.

"Shalom, do you have any way to deal with those helicopters?"

Although he could dismantle this kind of steel machine with his bare hands, he had no ability to fly, so he could only stare at these enemies hanging high in the air and passively take beatings.

Hearing his employer's cry, Shalom had no choice but to interrupt most of the ceremony, glanced at the steel 'monsters' in mid-air, made a weird gesture with his hands, closed his eyes and muttered a spell quickly.

"&*!@#￥......"

In the blink of an eye, a dark cloud flashing with thunder formed over the top of the mountain.