The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 519 Beginning 6
Skyscrapers are lined up like a forest, and colorful lights are dazzling like stars. The night in the megacity is already intoxicating, and the crowds on Christmas Eve today add to the bustle.

However, at this moment, there was a strange muffled thunder that suddenly exploded, and heavy dark clouds darker than the night pressed low over the roof of the building, rolling across the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, blending the lights and noise into chaos.

"Fuck! Are there storms in winter? It's Christmas!"

In the crowded open-air dance floor, a black man who was obviously having a great time wiped his red nose from the cold and grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Reality proved that this was nothing but pointless thinking. In the blink of an eye, his worries disappeared along with the foundation of his existence.

The sudden chill took away the dark head cleanly and neatly, freezing the wound at the same time. The scarlet flower that burst out from the neck bloomed for only a moment and then solidified in the air.

The rusty horseshoes knocked indifferently on the concrete floor. The skeleton nightmare carried the headless knight out of the darkness. The exaggerated sharp blade spread a bone-chilling cold, ruthlessly reaping many lives.

The dark blue will-o'-the-wisp fire sneaks into the night with the wind. Numb ghosts shuttle through the party, generously sharing their empty wills and offering a tranquilizer to the enthusiasm of the carnival.

The giant stick with sharp spikes was swung down suddenly, easily tearing the luxurious sports car apart. The man-eating giant monster with muscles and bones as hard as iron opened its bloody mouth and enjoyed the feast of fresh meat. The terrified screams immediately replaced the cheerful car stereo.

The inferior asphalt-like carpet of blood-sucking bacteria slowly spread, firmly expanding its foraging range in the streets and alleys, quickly devouring the organic matter it came into contact with and turning it into a part of itself.

Evil auras rose into the sky, twisted shadows staggered out from the cracks, and swarms of monsters of various kinds descended from the sky at the same time, dragging the city into an endless abyss of despair.

But in just a short moment, the amount of blood and death was so outrageous that it almost dyed the entire huge area consisting of 282 blocks red!

As the first city in the Federation, New York was garrisoned by a sufficient number of extraordinary forces and should not have fallen so quickly.

However, the fierce battle that happened so close a moment ago was too dazzling and attracted the attention of most of the strong men and emergency teams, making this sudden disaster, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark night, silently giving a fatal blow.

However, there are many official and non-governmental organizations established here. Even if something unexpected happens, they are not completely powerless. After a brief panic, they quickly launched a counterattack.

On the tall bell towers of the cathedrals, the bronze bells rang automatically without wind, and as the melodious and powerful sound waves echoed, countless clergymen came out in droves.

The rapidly spinning propellers stirred the air with a shrill sound, the peculiarly shaped armed helicopters flashed a cold and dim light, and a series of alchemical machine guns fired accurately, pouring out the mighty power that combined technology and mystery.

"What a grand scene... Ugh."

The silver-green cloud seals were flowing and agile, forming a round moon-shaped cave door that had not yet completely closed. The young man who had just stepped out of the door exclaimed loudly from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time, he happily vomited out the half-digested Buddha Jumps Over the Wall in his stomach.

There is no other way. The Qianli Huting Divine Escape Talisman treasured by the Hualian Chamber of Commerce is an antique from 800 years ago. It would be a blessing to be able to activate it normally. It is really a severe test for one's physical fitness.

Zhu Mingyao had no time to spare for Bai Ziyuan, who was vomiting loudly while leaning on the white bone banner. He moved both hands, and the gates of the Sanyuan Palace opened wide. Many gods and spirits from within rushed out and flattened half a city block in an instant. It was extremely efficient.

While he was killing people, he suddenly twisted his body, and a ray of deadly green light passed by. The energy of this ray did not seem to be very strong, but it even caused the shadow of the palace protecting his body to tremble slightly, which showed that its power was strong and restrained.

The old necromancer in a top hat gritted his teeth, clenched his cane viciously, and snapped his fingers lightly. An eerie and terrifying phantom of a funeral home emerged, and thousands of undead spirits were howling and running around.

"No one is allowed to stop the master's steps tonight!"

Under the threat of the whole city being overthrown, all kinds of people in the civilian world were forced to get involved. For a time, high-rise buildings, streets, bridges, docks, luxury homes... everywhere was a battlefield!
"Boom!"

The orange sparks flickered, and the No. 12 lead bullets that were powerful enough to break bones and tendons were like plasticine, and were easily squeezed into a ball by the thin black shadow in front of him.

Several well-known gang members were terrified. Before they could turn around and run away, red water gushed out from their carotid arteries.

Licking the blood beads from her fingertips in ecstasy, the blonde girl revealed her sharp canine teeth. Just as she was about to enjoy the feast in front of her, her curvy body was suddenly shattered.

Antonio retracted his fist and floated in the air. He had no time to review the results of the battle. He just stared at his "colleague" opposite him as if he was facing a great enemy. He growled coldly and angrily: "Alex... and you?"

Shrugging nonchalantly, the black-haired and black-eyed vampire king looked calm and composed.

"If not me, who else could it be? I have no choice. I have been wearing a collar around my neck for so long, I have to collect some interest first."

He looked at the bloody scene all over the city, as if he was enjoying a wonderful opera, smiling with satisfaction and contentment.

"Of course, if you want, you can join us..."

"Boom!" The fierce fist wind pierced through the atmosphere, and the pure and vast force field surged, stacking up layers of ripples visible to the naked eye.

The tempting invitation received the most resolute answer.

The dark storm, as thick as mud, swallowed up the force field impact and delivered words of regret.

"What a pity! Since you don't want to take off the collar, then
...Kill him!"

The sigh filled with regret suddenly turned into murderous intent at the end.

It was as if the gods above had indifferently issued a verdict, the ancient Latin scriptures with changing lights and flames jumped out, and holy illusory chains pierced through the skin...

Born from the bones, born from the flesh, born from the soul.

The extremely intense pain invaded his nerves, and even with a will as strong as diamond, the Son of Steel could not help but grit his teeth.

He swung his palm with great effort, and the roof of the building next to him collapsed, and several mysterious and ethereal figures flew up.

"By the Holy Covenant... you are commanded not to resist!"

The white hair has turned black, but the sinister corruption accumulated over the years is still brewing in the eyes. The big men who once occupied the pinnacle of power in this country flapped their bat wings and urged mysterious oaths.

Justice and evil, regardless of power attributes, are both products of the Federation's god-making plan. The blood demon in the shadow enjoys constraints, and the heroes in the light naturally have to do the whole thing, at most they can do it more decently.

"This country is ours, and it will always be ours. The master promised that as long as we help..."

After they were transformed into vampires, their speech was incoherent, just like a bankrupt businessman who was forced to the rooftop, hypnotizing himself in a desperate attempt.

Amid the continuous sinister laughter, a dark tide surged, and the magical power that corrupts all things took advantage of the situation to cover up. One was going all out, while the other was restrained, and the situation suddenly became precarious.

At the critical moment, a slow and aging voice suddenly came.

"Ahem, in the name of the Holy Covenant... ahem, I order you to clear away the evil before you."

The edicts with similar format but completely opposite meanings stimulated and offset the constraints. The unbridled energy punches were like a landslide and a tsunami. After being suppressed for a long time, they finally ushered in a hearty counterattack.

On a distant rooftop, an octogenarian sitting in a wheelchair, strokes the warm wool blanket on his legs, his cloudy eyes gleaming with a light called wisdom.

Amidst the nervous guards of his subordinates, Maxwell Jimmy picked up his favorite soft nightcap and scratched the few remaining white hairs on his head. The outgoing director of the Special Investigations Bureau, Agent 86 who had successfully survived the Cold War, muttered softly:

"Just like that, I remember leaving myself the authority to access the Ark of the Covenant... I'm not that old and confused yet."

(End of this chapter)