Chapter 250: Gift

Blade was a little surprised to see Deacon Frost on the ground next to him. He looked up instinctively at the newcomer.

"Only a vampire could do something like use a child as a shield."

Jack put the scared little girl down, patted her on the shoulder to calm her down, and kneeled down next to Deacon Frost.

He looked him up and down for a moment and shook his head.

"I must say, you're nothing special."

He glanced at Blade and asked,

"He's the one you've been chasing for so long? Is he that powerful?"

In fact, Blade should have been able to kill a vampire easily, but Deacon Frost was as slippery as a worm and always managed to escape from Blade.

"...He's very wealthy."

Blade smirked and dryly uttered four words.

"...The power of money has hit again."

Jack patted Blade on the shoulder and looked down at Deacon Frost, who was still lying on the ground, and said,

"He's yours to deal with, but I suggest..."

Bang!

The sound of a gunshot interrupted Jack's words as Blade quickly drew a shotgun from his waist and shot Deacon Frost in the head.

The silver bullet pierced through his body, and Deacon Frost visibly turned into ashes quickly.

The sudden gunshot finally startled the people around them, and they started to scream and run towards them.

As Jack walked towards Bumblebee, he said,

"By the way, I have some advice for you. If you want to get rid of vampires, killing is not enough. Find your partner's daughter, she has a tool that can kill all vampires at once. And there's one more thing..."

Leaning against the car door, he looked at Blade approaching him and said,

"If you want to completely kill all vampires, you'd better use the potion I gave you last time. Otherwise, you won't stand a chance against Dracula."

"Dracula? Hey, wait!"

Blade was shocked. When this famous name was mentioned, Blade was clearly surprised and wanted to ask more.

However, Bumblebee had already rushed out.

"..."

Blade looked at the car driving away and sighed.

But he remembered what Jack had said: find Whistler's daughter, take the potion, and kill all vampires.

Three steps to take.

Now that the most dangerous Deacon Frost had turned to ashes, he had plenty of time to complete these three tasks.

One hour later.

Blade returned to his secret base, an empty factory on the outside of the city.

"Whistler! Where did you put the thing I gave you last time?"

As soon as he came back, Blade impatiently asked his partner, a limping old man in his fifties, who was working at a workbench.

"Oh, that thing. I remember I left it under the bed... I'm not exactly sure, but it's there a small place, why don't you look at it?"

Whistler thought for a moment, and shook his head. He was not sure where it was.

After speaking, he lowered his head again and started working with the weapon in front of him.

"..."

Blade sighed helplessly. His partner was great in many ways, and he had taught Blade all his skills.

But the one thing he was stubborn about was unbelievable.

The last time when Blade came back and told him about what he had seen in the bar while holding the potion, Whistler disdainfully mocked.

He believed those few people were also vampires or that Blade had been tricked.

As for the so-called potion, Whistler didn't even spare it a glance and suggested Blade throw it away.

Luckily, Blade didn't throw it away.

Although he wasn't sure whether to drink it or not, he didn't throw it. Instead, he asked Whistler to find a place to keep it.

Who would have thought that he would simply toss it under the bed?

But come to think of it, that was something he could do.

Finally, Blade found the forgotten potion under the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed with the potion in his hand and felt hesitant.

But Jack's abilities made it seem impossible for him would go to that much trouble to hurt him.

Deacon Frost was one of the most powerful vampires, but he was powerless against Jack.

It looked like Blade was not very strong, either.

With these thoughts in mind, Blade drank the potion in his mouth.

Strangely, after about ten minutes, he did not feel any different, as if he had not just done anything.

"Hey, Blade, it's time for you to take the potion..."

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Whistler walked in with a potion in his hand.

Inside it was diluted thickened serum that could suppress Blade's bloodlust.

Seeing the empty potion in Blade's hand, he almost instantly realized what he had done.

"So, you ignored my advice, huh? How do you feel now?"

He scolded angrily but still put down the syringe and walked quickly toward Blade to check his condition.

"It seems... I don't feel anything."

Blade carefully sensed any changes in his body, and indeed, there was nothing special.

"Good, that's a relief. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to find a second vampire hunter as strong as you."

Hearing him say that, Whistler felt somewhat relieved, But he kept talking and talking.

He picked up the syringe and came back again.

Seeing the syringe in his hand, Blade finally realized.

"Wait! Is it time?"

He looked at the clock and was surprised to see that it was the normal time for him to inject the serum. But the problem was...

He didn't feel any thirst.

The bloodlust... disappeared?

"This can't be true..."

Whistler also realized this and subconsciously looked at the empty potion, furrowing his brow and muttering,

"Is there really a magic potion like that?"

"Maybe I should test it."

Blade stood up from the bed, but the next moment, he left two handprints on the edge of the steel bed.

"...''

The two of them exchanged a glance.

"You fix it yourself."

"..."

Meanwhile, chaos broke out at Deacon Frost's headquarters. Since their leader was dead, the group's members naturally lost their trust.

It was likely that they would be taken over by other groups by tonight.

...

The matter of vampires was just a minor incident for Jack. He didn't even pay much attention to it.

Because he had something more important to do.

Three months had passed, and he needed to prepare before going to DC Universe.

He had a feeling that he would get a big harvest this time.

Maybe he would finally find the answer to the question that was still in his mind.

At night, after Wanda fell asleep, Jack activated the teleportation once again and disappeared into the Marvel universe.

...

Jack stood firmly on the ground once more and quickly looked around.

He was still on Earth, but the era and time were different from the last few times.

This time, he was in the modern era...

In a small alley.

He didn't know which city or universe he was in yet, but at least he was still on Earth and hadn't been teleported to some strange place.

A strong gust of wind flew up a torn newspaper and sent it flying toward his face.

Jack immediately grabbed it and was going to throw it away, but the headline on the front page made his pupils quickly get narrower.

"So, it's this universe!"

Jack looked at the headline with great interest.

It seemed like this universe was quite fun.

On the front page of the newspaper was a view of a circular building, but it seemed that something had happened to the structure as a part of it was already burnt down.

And the words above the picture confirmed to Jack which universe he had arrived in.

"Particle accelerator explosion on the night of activation! Dr. Harrison Wells announces shutdown of Star Labs!"

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