"Who exactly are you—?!"
Seeing his two subordinates lose their lives in the blink of an eye, Werewolf Leader Lucien, now alone, couldn't accept the situation before him.
His wolf eyes stared fixedly at Javier and Lisa, as he angrily questioned them.
He had almost escaped New York's city center, just one last step, but at this critical moment, a group of mysterious people still appeared.
As the Werewolf Leader, Lucian was furious.
Why did someone always stop him at crucial moments?
Was this Heaven's answer to the Werewolves? Were they destined never to rise?
"Humans… mercenary, ordinary citizen, hidden tycoon, scientist, transcendent, Infected, these are all our identities, which one do you want to hear?"
"Lucian, hand over the human on your shoulder, and I might let you go, otherwise, when the Blood Clan tracks you down, you really won't be able to escape."
Facing Werewolf Leader Lucien's questioning, Javier thought for a moment, then without hesitation, listed a multitude of identities in response, and then reached out again to demand Michael, the human Lucian was carrying on his shoulder.
Actually, no matter whether Lucian handed over Michael or not, he couldn't escape far.
Because Javier intended to take both Lucian himself and the human Michael.
The reason he asked Lucian to hand over Michael first was merely out of fear that Lucian, in his rage, might harm this special hostage.
And at this moment, Werewolf Leader Lucien was indeed in a state of reckless abandon.
First and foremost… he absolutely could not hand over the human Michael.
No matter what, he couldn't.
After all, Michael was the key of keys; he was counting on Michael's special physique to overthrow the Blood Clan's rule.
If he handed him over now, wouldn't his centuries-long plan all go to waste?
"Shut up!"
"Even if I kill this human, I won't hand him over to you.
Since you don't want my Werewolves to overthrow the Blood Clan's rule, then let's all just go down together."
Listening to Javier's words, Werewolf Leader Lucien's emotions became even more agitated.
He now saw no hope, so his emotions became very extreme.
Since he wasn't being given a way out, he naturally wouldn't let go of Michael, the most important experimental material.
At worst, he would just kill him to spite the Blood Clan.
Facing such an unyielding Werewolf Leader, Javier also decided not to waste any more words, but instead prepared to directly activate the power of the Yamato in his hand.
With a flash, he would appear directly behind Lucian, then instantly sever his hands and snatch back the hostage Michael.
If Michael's blood was truly that special, then Javier naturally wouldn't let it go.
Even if the person couldn't be used for experiments, a large tube of blood would still be drawn for experimental backup.
"Clang—!"
With a soft hum, Javier slowly drew the Yamato from his hand, already preparing to activate its spatial blink ability.
But at this very moment, from the other side of the alley, came the clear roar of a car engine.
Before Javier could react, several black SUVs immediately drove up, their blinding high beams shining over.
The black vehicles quickly arrived in front of Javier and Lisa.
The doors instantly opened, and several well-equipped Vampire Warriors swiftly disembarked, along with the leading Blood Clan Elder Viktor.
The Blood Clan's movements were very fast… They managed to pinpoint Werewolf Leader Lucien's location in just over ten minutes; they truly couldn't be underestimated.
However, Javier guessed that the Blood Clan must also have talented hackers who directly cracked the surrounding surveillance systems.
Otherwise… simply by using the sewer as a high-speed route, it would be very difficult for the Blood Clan to pinpoint Werewolf Leader Lucien, who had escaped their encirclement.
Besides Blood Clan Elder Viktor, Seline was also hurrying to catch up behind him.
The moment Viktor and Seline saw Javier present, expressions of surprise appeared on both their faces.
They hadn't expected why Javier would be here; could this human also have some secret connection with the Werewolves?
"…"
"Surround them all, don't let a single one escape!"
After a cold glance at the few people present and the Werewolf corpses on the ground, Blood Clan Elder Viktor, without any hesitation, immediately waved his hand and commanded the surrounding Vampire Warriors.
At this moment, Viktor had donned his Middle Ages armor again, looking somewhat like he had stepped back into the era of aristocratic warlords.
However, it was highly probable that Viktor also feared the Blue Light Ultraviolet Bullet, which was why he wore this armor.
Normally, a simple jacket would suffice for him.
But now, there was no other way.
The Blue Light Ultraviolet Bullet was very effective against the Blood Clan.
If they weren't wearing protective gear, a single shot would be fatal.
Even if the Blood Clan Progenitor Marcus appeared, he could probably only withstand two shots at most.
"Da da da…"
And with a single command, the well-equipped Vampire Warriors swiftly surrounded Javier, Lisa, and Werewolf Leader Lucien, forming a circular formation, making it almost impossible to escape the encirclement.
Any slight movement would be detected, and these Vampire Warriors were fully equipped with bulletproof vests and helmets, and complete protective gear.
Each person held a large quantity of weapons, no different from American SWAT, just missing the white English SWAT emblem on their backs.
Some passing civilians in the secluded alley, upon seeing this scene, thought it was SWAT carrying out a mission to encircle drug dealers.
They all made way, which instead created ample space for them to handle the situation, with no one able to disturb them—!
"Lucian, you damn beast and mongrel…"
"You think your feigned death escape plan was brilliant, don't you? But you absolutely couldn't imagine that Craven, the Blood Clan traitor you colluded with, has already been discovered by me.
That backstabbing fellow, I've already slaughtered him."
"I also learned of your Werewolves' ridiculous idea of insubordination.
Beasts are beasts; how could they possibly defecate on their master's head?
Do you think such a thing is possible?"
"And, after hundreds of years, the memory of you harming my daughter Sonja and rebelling and humiliating me during my reign is still vivid.
Now we can finally meet again, do you know?"
"When I learned that you, this beast, were still alive, my first reaction wasn't anger, but excitement.
I finally have a chance to properly torment you, this beast."
Looking at his enemy, Werewolf Leader Lucien, who was now within arm's reach, Blood Clan Elder Viktor could not suppress the excitement and anger in his heart.
He walked directly up to Lucian.
Lucian had just wanted to bare his fangs in defiance, but was immediately met with the muzzles of the weapons raised by the surrounding Vampire Warriors.
If Lucian dared to move, he would instantly be shot full of holes.
And Lucian himself didn't want to die so meaninglessly.
After much hesitation, he still retracted his fangs, but his wolf eyes remained fixed on Blood Clan Elder Viktor.
Their enmity ran deep; both desperately wanted to strangle the other, and naturally, neither would admit defeat.
"If a dog wants to live, it shouldn't stare at its master with such angry eyes.
Otherwise… the master will be unable to resist acting against the dog, the beast, just like now!"
"Poof—!!!"
Looking at Werewolf Leader Lucien, whose eyes were filled with hatred, Blood Clan Elder Viktor suddenly had an impulse.
He directly drew the greatsword from his waist armor and instantly plunged it fiercely into Lucian's abdomen.
A large amount of blood flowed out, while Viktor seized the opportunity to bite out a warning into Lucian's ear.
And to survive, Werewolf Leader Lucien chose to humble himself.
After all, a true man can bend and stretch.
Hundreds of years ago, he was a dog enslaved by Viktor.
If enduring hardship could allow him to eventually get revenge on Blood Clan Elder Viktor, then any humiliation Lucian suffered would be worth it!
"Hmph—!"
"Dogs are dogs, they have no backbone at all, utterly despicable!"
"And what about you? My dear Divine Emissary, you said you were a divine emissary sent by God to save the Blood Clan.
I'm very surprised you could help the Blood Clan find the treacherous traitor, but what's going on now?
Don't tell me colluding with Werewolves is also a way to save the Blood Clan?"
Seeing Werewolf Leader Lucien choose to yield, Viktor found it incredibly boring.
He had been looking forward to Lucian, the Werewolf Leader, continuing to stare at him with angry eyes.
But now… it seemed he had thought too much.
To survive, Lucian could endure any humiliation, as long as he could get revenge.
But Viktor was too lazy to bother with that now.
He had a myriad of ways to continue tormenting Werewolf Leader Lucien, and he wouldn't repeat past mistakes, ensuring Lucian had no chance of turning the tables.
Therefore, he turned his gaze to Javier, and Viktor sternly questioned Javier and Lisa.
To be honest, Viktor still had a little trust in Javier's previous identity.
After all, whether he was a divine emissary or not, this human had indeed helped the Blood Clan find a traitor.
Moreover, he had provided so much intelligence.
Viktor harbored a slight sense of gratitude towards Javier, the human, and was willing to give him appropriate compensation or even befriend him.
But now— Viktor completely changed his mind.
After all, Javier appeared here, and he was with Werewolf Leader Lucien.
Whether this was a coincidence or an accident, Viktor would no longer choose to trust this human.
He even suspected that Javier had colluded with the Werewolves, for example, that the traitor Craven was just a merit Javier used to infiltrate the Blood Clan.
Helping to find Craven, the Blood Clan traitor, could earn the Blood Clan's trust, allowing Javier to become a counter-spy.
It could be a spy-within-a-spy scenario, directly helping the Werewolves secretly obtain Blood Clan intelligence, and also conveniently eliminating Craven, an unstable factor.
It was simply killing two birds with one stone.
That's right, Blood Clan Elder Viktor had already guessed this possibility, so he had no goodwill towards Javier whatsoever.
If there wasn't a suitable reason and evidence to prove himself, Viktor could immediately execute the few of them!
"Ow…"
"Roar roar roar—!!!"
And at this moment, seeing so many Vampire Warriors approaching, the White Wolf, loyal to its master, could no longer bear it.
It immediately bared its fangs and snarled a low warning at the surrounding blood clan elder.
Its fierce wolf eyes stared directly, showing no fear of these firearms and weapons, as if saying that if anyone dared to approach further, it would immediately attack.
However, it was precisely the White Wolf's protective behavior that caused the surrounding Vampire Warriors to become even more displeased.
They already disliked Werewolves, and now the White Wolf in front of them dared to roar at them.
These Vampire Warriors naturally wouldn't tolerate it.
They raised their firearms and aimed at the White Wolf, ready to pull the trigger and shoot.
After all, it was just an ordinary White Wolf.
Even if it was related to Werewolves, as long as it wasn't Werewolf Leader Lucien, there was no need to care; it could be eliminated casually—!
Chapter 39: Bloodline Suppression
"Damn wolf-dog…"
Looking at the White Wolf barking wildly at them, several Vampire Warriors were annoyed.
They raised their firearms, intending to shoot the White Wolf.
But Javier quickly noticed this action and stopped them with an extremely cold tone:
"I advise you not to harm it…"
"First, it's a wolf, not a dog, but it has nothing to do with Werewolves.
Don't treat it as an enemy.
Also, if you really dare to harm it, I promise… your heads will fall off even faster than you can pull the trigger."
The sharp Yamato emitted a dazzling blade light.
Javier gripped the blade, his face cold, as he warned the surrounding Vampire Warriors.
His tone was very serious, not like he was joking.
At the same time, Lisa, seeing the tense atmosphere, also had her Plaga parasite tentacles ready.
If these Vampire Warriors, ignorant of death, truly dared to make a move, then she could indeed, as Javier had just said, have her Plaga parasite burst open their heads even faster than they could pull the trigger!
After all, for Lisa, she could unleash over twenty Plaga parasite tentacle attacks in an instant.
The surrounding Vampire Warriors would be killed in a flash, almost instantly decapitated.
"What did you say—?!!!"
However, Javier's threatening words completely enraged the surrounding Vampire Warriors.
Just a mere wild dog dared to mock them so brazenly?
That their own heads would fall off faster?
These arrogant Vampire Warriors simply didn't believe such a thing.
After all, they had the numerical advantage.
Even if Javier was powerful, he couldn't kill them all in an instant; that was utterly impossible.