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Chapter 1439 Ivan Vanko VS Deacon Feiss
"Where is the Dragon Ball?"

Ivan Vanko's Dragon Ball Radar cannot accurately lock onto the Dragon Ball, it can only lock onto an approximate range.

Deaconfiss was held tightly by Ivan Vanko. Even with his vampire body strength, he could not break free from the steel armor.

He struggled painfully, but it was all in vain.

"You... who are you? Iron Man or the Emperor?"

Dickenfels asked with difficulty, his voice trembling with fear.

He never expected that the other party was also a contender for the Dragon Ball, and he never expected that the other party would be so powerful. Facing the threat of the steel armor, he felt unprecedented powerlessness and despair.

However, Ivan Vanko did not answer his question. He just looked at Dickenfels coldly, waiting for his answer. If Dickenfels did not cooperate, he did not mind using more direct means to force him to reveal the whereabouts of the Dragon Ball.

Just then, the hybrid vampire minions outside heard the noise and rushed into the office.

They were all stunned when they saw the scene before them.

A two-meter-tall metal giant grabbed their boss and stood before them like an insurmountable mountain. They screamed in fear and retreated one after another.

"Don't be afraid! Come on!"

Seeing this, Dickenfels roared.

He tried to use his authority to intimidate his men and give them the courage to fight against Ivan Vanko.

Although the hybrid vampires were afraid, they did not dare to disobey Dickenfels' orders. They drew their weapons and attacked Ivan Vanko.

However, their attacks seemed so small and powerless in front of the steel armor. Ivan Vanko simply waved his arm and blocked all their attacks.

"Humph! It's too much!"

Ivan Vanko snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain and ridicule.

Then he swung the electric whip in his hand, and the high-voltage electric whip swept across the army like a whirlwind, carrying a high-voltage current of thousands of amperes and hundreds of thousands of volts, instantly penetrating the bodies of these vampires.

The vampires were hit by the sudden electric shock and instantly let out shrill and desperate screams.

Their bodies trembled violently under the influence of the powerful electric current, as if they were torn apart by invisible giant hands, and finally were split in two and cut in half.

The electricity raged through their bodies like a raging torrent, completely destroying their vitality and leaving only charred bodies and twitching muscles as proof of their former existence.

However, these vampires did not die immediately. After all, vampires would not really die unless they were directly hit by sunlight, high concentrations of garlic essence, and silver.

As long as they have enough blood, they can recover. But at this moment, they have lost their fighting ability and can only lie on the ground helplessly, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Seeing his men being wiped out so easily, Dickenfels became desperate.

Dickenfels groaned in pain, his face turning as pale as paper.

He was afraid that he would not be able to escape today. But he was not willing to die like this, he still wanted to fight for the Dragon Ball and control the world!
"Okay... I'll tell you where the Dragon Ball is..."

Dickenfels finally spoke, his voice becoming hoarse and low due to pain, "But you have to promise me one condition..."

"What conditions?" Ivan Vanko was slightly stunned. He did not expect Dickenfels to put forward conditions at this time. But he still listened patiently, waiting for Dickenfels's answer.

"You...you must promise not to kill me..."

Dickenfels said with difficulty. His eyes were full of fear and despair, as if he was begging for Ivan Vanko's mercy and forgiveness. Ivan Vanko was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay! I promise you! As long as you tell me the whereabouts of the Dragon Ball, I will spare your life!"

After hearing Ivanvanko's answer, Dickenfers breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew he had no way out and could only pin his hopes on Ivan Vanko's promise.

"In the safe over there."

Dickenfels pointed to the safe on the wall.

"Go, open it."

Ivan Vanko left Dickenfels behind.

Dickenfels staggered a few steps and nearly fell, but he quickly regained his balance and crawled to the front of the safe.

His fingers were shaking, but he still forced himself to calm down and started entering the password.

It was a complex and long string of numbers, up to hundreds of digits.

With a light "click", the combination lock of the safe slowly opened. Dickenfels' hands began to tremble again. He took a deep breath and pressed his palm on the door of the safe.

Rows of flashing red lights immediately lit up on the door of the safe; those were the scanning beams of the biometric system.

Dickenfels's palms were carefully scanned, and every fingerprint and every subtle texture was recorded one by one.

Then, a small camera popped out from the door of the safe and pointed at Dickenfels' eyes.

That is the pupil recognition system, and only Deaconfiss's own pupils can pass the verification.

Dickenfels tried to open his eyes wide, exposing his pupils to the camera's view. His heartbeat quickened and his breathing became rapid.

Finally, the camera flashed, indicating that pupil recognition was successful.

Another tiny needle popped out from the safe door and gently pierced Dickenfels's finger.

That is the blood type testing system. Only people with a specific blood type can open the last layer of protection of the safe.

Ivan Vanko watched this series of tedious operations from the side and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This Dickenfels is really cunning and greedy, and he has done everything possible to protect his own interests.

So many layers of security are enough to deter anyone who tries to force open the safe.

However, just when Ivan Vanko thought everything was about to be settled, the door of the safe suddenly opened automatically.

Seeing this, Dickenfels dodged to the side as if he had anticipated the impending danger.

Sure enough, at the moment the safe door was fully opened, a thick cloud of poisonous gas mixed with high-intensity ultraviolet light and a large amount of silver powder sprayed out.

Poison gas quickly filled the air, forming a zone of death; ultraviolet lights flashed with dazzling light, enough to penetrate the skin of any creature; and silver powder fell like deadly snowflakes, posing a deadly threat to dark creatures such as vampires.

This was Deaconfelice's last resort, to ensure that neither humans nor vampires could take the Dragon Balls away.

The first password is fake and will only activate this mechanism. The subsequent safety measures are just to confuse others.

(End of this chapter)