Chapter 224 | Evaporated Flesh and Blood, Karma and Retribution.

Gain freedom and surrender loyalty.

Luke proposed a deal, which struck a chord in Selene's heart.

She had long been tired of Paris, the city that never sleeps.

At night, it was like a seductive woman, clad in a transparent veil, revealing a sultry and feminine side.

Tourists, down-and-out artists, and rich people looking for a good time may all find their place here.

But Selene was not interested.

She didn't like the singing and dancing in Moulin Rouge, the men and women in the shady alleyways, and the romance of the French.

They were just a bunch of fools trying to whitewash their debauchery.

The simple lust for sex had to be labeled as 'inspiring inner passion', 'spiritual closeness', and so on.

At the end of the day, they were just greedy for people's bodies.

Moreover, the openness of the French people was mind-boggling.

Husbands finding mistresses and wives having lovers after marriage was a trend.

This was the case for the high-up Emperor, down to the common man.

'Want to go to other places to settle down. '

Selene often showed such thoughts.

Compared with all the above, this vampire female warrior yearned for a city with brighter sunshine and less rainy weather.

"You're like the devil in Faust, tricking people into giving up their souls."

Selene stared at Luke, and she felt that behind the seemingly bright, Superman had darkness similar to vampires.

"I'm not that old guy Mephisto."

Luke shook his head, took the time to glance at the werewolf and vampire, who were fighting so hard that they were about to level the entire palace.

"I have never used trickery to achieve my goals, especially deception -- a trick used only by cunning people who lack power."

Faust was a black stain in Mephistopheles history.

The devil, who was keen on cheating people out of their souls, was surprisingly fooled by a mortal and met with failure.

Of course, it didn't take long for him to face a second failure.

The betrayal of the first Ghost Rider, Carter Slade, and then Johnny Blaze, the second generation of Ghost Rider.

So, liars usually don't end up well.

Either others cheated on them, or they were stabbed in the back by traitors.

"The battle is coming to an end. It seems that Lucian is no match for Viktor."

Luke cracked his neck and rubbed his wrists a little as if warming up.

He saw Lucian, the Lycan Leader, slamming into the wall behind him.

The bricks and stones splattered, and debris flew across the room.

Viktor opened his bat wings; his body flashed and went towards Lucian in an instant.

Before the opponent could get up, he lifted his foot and kicked down heavily.

Bang!

The force poured into Lucian's chest, and the solid muscles caved in violently.

The Lycan Leader groaned bitterly and raised his claws, trying to tear Viktor's body apart.

The latter's bat wings flap like lightning, he disappeared.

A high-level vampire moved much faster than werewolves.

"You took Sonja away from me! My daughter, my treasure!"

The next moment!

Viktor appeared above.

The skin of his palm turned blue-black, like cast iron, and it cut toward Lucian's heart.

He couldn't wait to taste the blood of werewolves!

"It was your cruelty that killed her!"

Lucian looked up and roared; his figure rose again.

The muscles of his body were twisted together and had a steel-like color.

Taking advantage of the close proximity, he wrapped his arms around Viktor and locked his fast-moving form firmly in place.

He endured the fatal wound of a hole in his chest and tore off one of his opponent's bat wings with his sharp claws.

Rip!

"Go to hell!"

The vampire lord's eyes filled with blood, emitted a ferocious glow.

The palm of his hand was like a knife, slicing Lucian's neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Scarlet liquid splashed on his face, stimulating his inner bloodthirst.

Lucian, severely wounded, let go of his hands and gradually shed his bestial werewolf form, falling limply to the ground.

"Failed."

The thought of regret flashed through this Lycan Leader's mind.

In the end, he still had to rely on the power of Superman.

"Lucian, you son of a bitch. One of the things I regret most in my life is letting you near Sonja."

Viktor's face is twisted.

Bat wings were the symbol of high-ranking vampires.

Once torn away, it would result in a significant loss of strength.

This wasn't the Middle Ages, where he could drink blood and extract essence without restraint.

It will take at least a hundred years for the bat wings to grow back.

This was certainly a heavy blow to a vampire in his old age.

"Damn bastard!"

Viktor lifted his foot toward Lucian's head and spoke with hatred.

"It's a bit much to treat my customer like this."

Luke, who had warmed up, spoke out at the right time.

"If he dies in your hands, I'll lose money on this deal."

Viktor, who endured severe pain, looked back and caught a glimpse of the human being who had no sense of existence. His red pupil looked fierce.

"Keep quiet, don't talk much. Maybe I'll let you live."

The Vampire Lord grinned hideously.

"I don't care how powerful and respected you are in the human world, but this is the vampire manor, our domain, and a legal hunting area."

"Even the masters of the sanctum won't stop me from drinking your blood!"

Luke drew a very dramatic breath as if scared by Viktor's threat.

Then he returned to his normal expression, smiled, and said, "Suck my blood? In fact, with your fear of ultraviolet rays and sunlight, I'm worried that if you take a sip, you'll die on the spot."

The fear of sunlight was a fatal flaw for vampires.

They couldn't make up for it unless they became a hybrid.

"I was going to talk about Corvinus and the vampire coven. It just... it looks like you don't have that much patience."

Luke shrugged his shoulders. Viktor, who thought he had won the final Victory, didn't give it a second thought.

He released the bio-force field, releasing the terrifying power that had been suppressed to a weak level.

Boom, boom, boom!

The air burst!

Like igniting a pile of explosives.

The tall, upright steel body resembled a small black hole.

Sucking the airflow and devouring the light.

The ground sunk down into a violent vibration.

With one hand and one foot, a terrifying destructive power was displayed.

"It's been a long time since I've tasted this feeling."

Luke, who released the bio-force field, looked as if he was released from the constraints of gravity.

With both feet off the ground, he was floating in mid-air.

As deep as a lake, his calm eyes looked at the Vampire Lord, revealing a chilling feeling that made people palpitate.

"How can this ... be!"

Viktor was shocked.

The original, confident look disappeared in an instant.

In his eyes, that ordinary young human suddenly turned from an ant to a titan.

The tall figure, like the mythical Mount Olympus, gave people a heavy sense of oppression!

Boom!

Luke took a step.

Everything trembled!

The metal and marble-paved floor cracked like a spider web.

The solid underground chamber swayed from side to side, like a canoe on the vast sea.

"S ... Sir! I didn't know ..."

Viktor's will to fight quickly disintegrated, like melting ice.

In the face of such enemies, he didn't even think of resisting.

"I understand what you are saying and what you are trying to do."

Luke said as the momentum continued to rise as if a volcano had erupted.

"But you're the last step in closing the deal, Viktor."

"So, I can't forgive you. It's not my job. Mine is only to send you to God --- if you qualify for heaven."

Luke's eyes faintly focused. The high-temperature rays of light poured out, lighting up the entire underground chamber red.

Selene felt like she was in an oven and extremely uncomfortable.

Simply by leaning into the corner, she wasn't even close but felt the pain of being burned.

She could imagine how miserable Viktor should be!

"Ahhh -- spare me!"

The Vampire Lord cried bitterly, and his whole person seemed to "melt".

Flesh and blood fell off and turned into ash!

Hundreds of years ago, Viktor burned his daughter with the daylight.

Hundreds of years later, such punishment also fell on his head.

This was probably the only wonderful thing about karma.

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