Chapter 249: Deacon Frost

Boom!

Pheww!

Zzzz!

Whizz!

Roar!!!

In the middle of the screaming like a wild creature, Jack slowly regained consciousness.

The moment his consciousness returned to his body, he felt that something was wrong.

Pain!

It hurts like hell!

He felt like all of his bones had been broken, and he was too weak to use any strength in his limbs.

He realized that he seemed to be on a battlefield, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt meat made him feel sick to his stomach.

Not too far in front of him, it looked like an intense battle was going on, but he could not tell who was on which side.

All he knew was that the people fighting were not ordinary people.

Jack was completely confused.

He didn't know where he was, or what he was doing. He only remembered sleeping in his living room, so how did he wake up to this scene?

The most important thing was that he had been seriously injured and about to die. Who could have beaten him up like this?

Boom!

The ground trembled slightly, and soon Jack could smell a gentle scent that reminded him of orchids.

Then he felt himself being enveloped in a warm embrace, and a gentle female voice kept coming into his ears.

"Jack? Jack! Are you okay? Are you alright? Please, please look at me, don't be like this, don't fall asleep, I beg you."

Listening to this desperate voice filled with longing, Jack suddenly felt a surge of strength in his body.

He tried hard to open his eyes, forcing the tiredness out of his eyes.

In front of him, he saw the vague shape of a young girl. Her face looked like it was covered in blood, and a reddish hue stained her dazzling golden hair.

Seeing him open his eyes, the girl seemed happy and couldn't help but burst into tears, holding him tighter and continuously uttering words of thanks to God.

Jack tried to see the girl's face clearly, but his body was too weak. The last movement had already drained his energy, and now he couldn't resist closing his eyes again.

Just as he was about to slip back into unconsciousness, a faint green glow flashed at the corner of Jack's eye.

For some reason, He knew immediately that something was wrong, summoning strength from somewhere, he instantly broke free from the girl's hug and pushed her aside.

Hiss!!

In the next moment, Jack's chest was pierced by a spear that glowed with a strange green light and still had enough speed to fly him forward.

Jack suddenly raised his hand and pressed the spear tightly against his chest.

This worsened his injuries, and a rush of blood came up from his throat and ran down his lips.

Jack held the spear tightly with both hands and slowly turned his head to look at the girl, who was less than two meters away.

A blood-stained face curled into a relieved smile.

Good, she was okay.

After this thought, an endless exhaustion washed over him. Just before his consciousness slipped away again, Jack saw the girl rushing towards him.

"Ah!!"

Jack suddenly sat up on the couch, his heart beating, his hand touching his chest in a daze. It took him a long time to calm down.

"Thank goodness, it was just a dream."

"A dream?"

Speaking of dreams, Jack took a look around and saw that he was still in the real world, which made things even stranger.

"Was that... really a dream?"

Thinking about what he had just experienced, although it was short, it felt incredibly real and unforgettable.

He even felt like the faint, elegant smell of orchids from the dream still remained at the tip of his nose.

Jack could not even tell which side was real, the real world or the dream.

What concerned him the most was the girl in the dream.

Who was she?

Did she really exist?

Jack felt that the girl in the dream might be the same person as the one he dreamed about last time.

With this in mind, he had a single thought, and a silver-white diamond necklace appeared in his hand.

Looking at the necklace, Jack's gaze became even more confused.

Is it real or a dream?

Click!

The sound of the door opening came, and he hastily put away the necklace and stood up to greet Wanda and Pietro.

As for the girl... since he dreamed about her twice, there must be a third time.

He still had a chance to figure out what the situation in the dream really was.

That's what he thought, but unfortunately, things didn't go as he expected.

In the following days, he couldn't dream of the girl again, and he couldn't even dream at all.

Every time he closed and opened his eyes, a day had passed.

This made him feel frustrated. He was excited to dream of her again and to ask her who she really was.

One day, after dropping off his siblings at school, Jack decided to take a walk in the nearby park to relax.

"Mm?"

While driving, Jack suddenly froze as he caught sight of a familiar figure in the park.

It was Blade.

Yes, the vampire hunter he had encountered in Hell's Kitchen before.

For some reason, the person who was usually only seen at night was now in a busy market during the day, wearing his weird black leather coat.

As for his weird clothes in a black fur coat under the sun, it's obvious it's not to attract attention.

But the man that Blade was facing was even more weird.

Jack parked his car by the roadside and calmly observed the man.

There was not anything wrong with his clothes; in fact, they were quite nice; but the part of his skin that was showing was terrifyingly pale.

Jack looked at the man more closely and noticed that his skin seemed to be covered with something, which would explain why it was so white.

However, that wasn't the main point of concern. The main point was that he was holding a little girl.

Obviously, from the look of fear on the little girl's face, it could not be his daughter or sister.

This scene felt familiar to Jack, and he quickly searched his memories to remember the man.

Deacon Frost.

A half-vampire.

He must have put on a lot of sunblock because he was so pale. If he hadn't, the sun would have burned him to ashes.

Although he was a half-blood vampire, he managed to build a massive kingdom through hard work.

Even the Vampire Council, which is in charge of the vampire world, could not do much against him.

Even though the pure-blood vampires on the council wanted humans and vampires to live together peacefully, Deacon Frost, who used to be human, always wanted to enslave humanity.

He believed that ordinary humans were animals that could be killed and eaten whenever he wanted.

He was a leader in the world of vampires and Blade's worst enemy.

He was also the one who turned Blade into a half-human, half-vampire hybrid.

When Blade was still in his mother's womb, Deacon Frost, who was then just a small-time criminal, bit his mother.

Blade got infected with the vampire virus while he was still in his mother's womb. Luckily, he made it out alive, making him half-human and half-vampire.

For this reason, Blade dedicated himself to killing all vampires.

But it was obviously not an easy task.

Last time, he wanted to ask Jack for help, but Jack was busy at the time and didn't agree.

Now...

While Jack was thinking, it seemed like the two of them had reached the end of their conversation with each other in the park.

Deacon Frost suddenly threw the little girl onto the busy street and turned to flee into the crowd in the park.

His plan seemed good, using ordinary people to make Blade hesitate while he made his escape.

Unfortunately...

"Slap!"

Before he could even take two steps, Deacon Frost was slapped hard and instantly, and he went flying and landed at Blade's feet.

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