leonardwarren Chapter 135 R: The Bat Event (14)
Chapter 135 R: The Bat Event (14)
Chapter 135 R Bat Event (14)
The venom didn't answer, and Peter didn't care, he was used to the venom disappearing from time to time, he looked down at his hands, and had to say, this black suit is also very beautiful, compared to the dazzling color before, There is also a deep and serious aesthetic feeling.
More importantly, the color allows him to blend into the shadows and make him less noticeable, at least visually.
If the group of vampires really came after him because of his image problem, it should be gone now, Peter thought.
But in the end, the situation where he was being chased by a group of crazy vampires did not improve. Spider-Man was almost running out of Brooklyn, and there were still many advanced vampires who could only teleport, chasing him all the time.
Peter didn't just run away, he just shifted his strategy. He swung between the buildings of a tall building, and then hung behind the building. If the group of vampires wanted to chase him, they had to gather in this building. In the shadow of the surrounding buildings, the shadows of the surrounding buildings do not overlap with this place, and there is only such a small place to stand.
Most of the vampires were guided by instinct and teleported directly into the shadow under this wall. Spiderman was hanging above. Seeing that most of the vampires chasing him were standing in this small shadow, a blizzard generator was thrown directly. Go down and freeze them all into ice cubes.
Then he slid down the spider web, went to the group of frozen vampires, looked left and right, but found nothing special.
He found a crowbar from the side, and knocked the ice off the head of a senior vampire who looked sane.
"Why on earth are you after me?" Peter asked him.
The vampire glared at Peter viciously, and said, "You are the designated sacrifice of the Bat God! You damn human! I will catch you, drain your blood, and hand it over to the great Bat God! !He will lead us to rule the world!!!”
Peter was almost stunned. He said, "The sacrifice designated by the bat god? I don't even know your god. Why are you looking for me?"
But the vampire kept repeating the great bat god, and Peter asked for a long time, but he didn't get any useful information.
Peter felt that this was a clue in itself, so he called Schiller and told him everything that had just happened.
In the laboratory of Stark Tower, Schiller was holding a phone and was communicating with Nick, he said: "I have already made some speculations about this, the guard of the bat god should be real.
Nick was very puzzled. He asked, "Is there really a Bat God? We've been monitoring vampires for so many years, and we haven't seen that Bat God coming. Why is he coming again at this time?"
"And as far as I know, in the battle in the east, they were beaten even worse. Almost half of the vampires were completely killed. Where did the bat god who blessed them go at that time?"
"You and I both know that it is unlikely that any true god will descend into this world."
Nick heard what Schiller meant, and he said, "But you also said that the Bat God's guards do exist."
"Yes, but he may not be the guard of the bat god. Simply put, those bats were deceived."
Schiller said: "You should have seen this kind of routine. Some extraordinary creatures with powerful power, in the name of God, want to restrain believers, or achieve some purpose."
"That's true. We have dealt with many so-called evil gods before, and most of them were monsters pretending to be ghosts. So, this time is no exception? Then what is the origin of the other party?"
"I have some speculations about this, but I'm still not sure, but no matter who comes, there is only one solution..."
"what is that?"
"Haven't you found out where the network cable went?"
Nick was silent for a while, and then said: "Are you sure it will be useful? I checked, and there are indeed people stationed there, but they should be just some ordinary members..."
"That's enough. As far as I know, they don't have any room for sand in their eyes."
Outside Gate 177 in Manhattan, a young man in a sweater came out and shouted, "Mrs. Edith! Why is my internet signal cut off?"
A head protruded from the upstairs opposite, and a skinny woman with afro curly hair said, "How do I know! Didn't you pay the internet fee?"
"Impossible, I just handed in a week ago!"
Soon, another chubby person poked his head out from the door of No. 177 and said, "Not only is the Internet down, why is the power outage? What's going on?"
The young people had no choice but to knock on the door from door to door, but the answer they got was that the neighbors' network and electricity were fine, and it seemed that only No. 177 had a problem.
This is an old post office on a street in Manhattan. Due to the development of the times, the function of the post office is basically out of use. Now it is a place to store packages for the residents of the entire street.
After being made such a fuss by them, a man with a big beard poked his head out of the window next door. He said, "Hey, stop making noise! You can go to the municipal office across the street and ask. Guess it may be the aging of the line.
"The history of this broken post office is too long. I don't know if the pipeline has been updated. It is normal if it is broken. You should go and ask, maybe it can be repaired before dark."
Just as the young man was about to thank him, he heard another exclamation from inside the room: "Oh! Damn it!! This water pipe, why did the water pipe burst?!"
The young man walked back to the house helplessly. Inside the somewhat dark post office, he said to the fat man, "What's going on? I heard that there is a war at the Brooklyn Bridge. Could it be that they are targeting it?"
The fat man glanced at him and said in a low voice: "It's hard to say, those blood-sucking monsters don't stop at Hong Kong, our temple is harassed by them every day, I thought they were transferred to New York It will be better later, but I didn't expect it to be the same..."
"Don't worry about it so much, let's fix the water and electricity here first, otherwise how are we going to cook at night?"
The two stared at each other, and the fat man said first, "Don't look at me, magic is not used for this. Even if there is restoration, how do I know which pipeline is broken?"
"Well, it seems that we still have to find a professional. I'll go to the city hall across the street. You should treat the water first, so as not to flood the package."
After a while, the young man came back, and he said with some frustration: "That office is closed, and their office efficiency has always been so bad, don't count on them, let's fix it ourselves."
In the end, he saw the fat man walking out with a toilet blower, and said in a broken voice, "Bad news, our toilet exploded..."
"Toilet? Why did the toilet explode?"
"The group of bats definitely tampered with our sewer! But fortunately, nothing dirty came up, it's just that the water pipe exploded..."
Just after saying this, there was another violent explosion inside the post office, and then a terrible stench filled the air.
"Shit!!! What happened?! My mother!!!"
Immediately afterwards, an extremely angry scream echoed over Manhattan: "You bloody vampires!!! Fucking shit!!!"
Coulson was in the helicopter in the middle of the sky in the distance, looking at the tragedy below, and seeing that most of the residents in that block were driven out of their homes by the terrible stench, he said to Nick on the phone: "Director, we Isn't it a bit too wicked to do this? No matter what, you can't blow up shit..."
"What are you talking about? The vampires are the wicked ones, and they play shit. Does this group have the nerve to call themselves a noble blood race?"
"It is inhumane that they took revenge on this group of people for their poor toilet. We strongly protest this behavior!"
It didn't take long for Coulson to hear Hill's voice from Nick's phone, she said: "...the other party took the initiative to contact one of our agents in Manhattan, who claimed to be Kama Taj stationed in the New York Temple The mages now need support from S.H.I.E.L.D...."
Nick flipped through the information in front of him, and he said: "SHIELD has not established diplomatic relations with the opposing forces. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, we must send a communication request to their headquarters to express that our support to them is reasonable. Within the scope, and has been agreed by the other party..."
Hill asked a few words over there, and said: "The other party said that the management of the New York Temple is independent of the headquarters of Karma Taj, but they will report this matter to the headquarters, including all the progress of the war with vampires... "
"They seem to be in a hurry, if we don't deal with it, the waste is going to spill out of their house..."
"Remember, Hill, give your conscientious colleagues a few days off, let them go to Hawaii for a vacation, and even though they haven't signed any non-disclosure agreements, it's best not to mention the word about excrement to anyone , Blow up someone else's toilet? S.H.I.E.L.D. can't afford to lose this guy."
Then, Nick hung up the phone and called Schiller. He said, "Next time you have such a disgusting tactic, don't call us."
"But the effect is quite outstanding, isn't it? In a few days, all the forces on the mysterious side will know that the vampires sent someone to blow up the toilets in their New York Temple in order to avenge Kama Taj. This is a group of vampires who like to play with excrement ..."
"Are you sure this will get their boss' attention?"
"Actually, you can do it without blowing up the toilet. I don't believe that the group of garrison mages didn't report the vampire's movements to the owner of Kama Taj."
"Then why are you asking us to blow up toilets?"
"Don't talk nonsense, it wasn't you who bombed it, it was the group of night nobles who boasted of being noble."
"Okay." Schiller switched the phone to the other side and continued, "Let's get down to business."
"S.H.I.E.L.D. must have some understanding of Karma Taj, but they haven't figured out the specific location of the New York Temple. Now that you two have contacted, at least on the issue of vampires, you must have a common idea." Goal."
"In the war that took place in the Eastern Continent, besides Kunlun, Kama Taj must have also participated in it."
"I don't understand. As far as I know, that mysterious organization located in the Himalayas should only deal with crises outside the earth..."
"You point to the samples of the earth's biological fossils, then look at the teleportation and claw magic of the group of crazy bats, feel your conscience, can you tell that they are creatures native to the earth, this kind of nonsense?"
"Okay, then are you sure that the guard of the bat god is also an extraordinary creature from the outside world?"
"Of course, I should be pretty close to guessing where they are from."
"Really? Who do you think they are?"
"They are also bats, or in other words, they are also vampires. You can also call them the Morlun family."