Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 265 Dickon, empowered by the Blood God (Third update!)
When Hawke reappeared, he was already at the main entrance of the Vampire Mansion.

The interior of the building was pitch black.

but……

Countless pairs of green eyes, like stars in the darkness, stared intently at Hawke, who appeared in the doorway.

Meanwhile, hoarse, piercing warnings continued to emanate from the air.

The sound was somewhat unusual.

Hearing it can be unpleasant.

Well known.

In Hollywood, vampires are also blood bats, and the sound of bats is itself a weapon.

The hoarse, screaming sounds emanating from inside the building resonated like a sound, making people feel uncomfortable, nauseous, dizzy, and even want to vomit.

This is why the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents have been surrounding the building without launching an attack.

But this does not include Hawke.

Hawke, expressionless, stepped out, ignoring the warnings from the numerous vampires inside the building, and entered its interior.

next second.

"hiss!"

"what!"

The moment Hawke stepped into the building, two vampires that were perched above the door bared their fangs and lunged menacingly at Hawke, who was below them.

Hawke looked up, his eyes bloodshot!
boom!
Just as its two claws were about to touch Hawke's hair, they were instantly vaporized by the phoenix rays, leaving no trace.

but……

Even though the two vampires were dead, Hawke's attacks did not stop.

All of a sudden.

Inside the building, a crimson light illuminated the entire structure.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents outside the building stared blankly at the crimson light flashing like lights inside.

at this time.

Sharon's voice, transmitted through her earpiece, reached the ears of every S.H.I.E.L.D. agent present.

"Combat personnel should evacuate first."

"The command and logistics teams also left in turn."

"Shielding and protection team, stay put!"

"Yes."

"receive."

"Dog, dog!"

As Sharon's voice came over, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, who were curious about what was happening inside the building, quickly snapped back to reality and, following Sharon's instructions, boarded their vehicles and evacuated the scene.

Sharon pulled up a small chair with a backrest, sat down comfortably, and then leaned back, watching the vampire building that was still flashing crimson light, just like watching a movie.

At first, she was very nervous, fearing that this Dickon Frost might actually cause some big trouble.

But right now...

nervous?

nonexistent.

Before Hawke arrived, she was already nervous.

But if she still needs to be nervous after Hawke arrives, then Hawke's trip was in vain.

Sharon thought to herself, then raised an eyebrow and saw a building in the distance. A vampire with an expression of fear, anxiety, despair, and terror was running frantically toward the entrance.

next second.

The phoenix ray struck the back of the vampire who had already stepped one foot out of the building.

puff!
The vampire instantly vaporized!

Hook, suspended in mid-air above the building, slowly retracted his Phoenix Ray. With his eyes, which were rapidly cooling down, he quickly scanned every corner of the building, making a final check.

soon.

After confirming that there was no sign of life above the building, Hawke lowered his gaze to look beneath the ground.

The six senses, like the sea, surged rapidly and turbulently downwards into the ground.

Hawke saw a castle hidden beneath the building's surface, a castle that appeared to be both eerie and industrial, with a futuristic and futuristic feel.

He saw the slaughterhouse in the castle.

In this slaughterhouse, humans are suspended upside down on moving conveyor belts like livestock, in a state of unconsciousness or semi-consciousness.

He saw a dance floor that resembled a vampire bar.

But this dance floor wasn't for dancing; it was more like a swimming pool filled with thick, dark red blood.

Vampires can socialize, relax, and indulge themselves here.

He also saw the vampires' bedrooms.

wrong.

To be precise, there are only thirteen bedrooms, and each of these thirteen magnificent and extremely luxurious bedrooms has a high-tech-looking cryogenic chamber.

Without a doubt, this must be the private bedroom of those thirteen pureblood vampires.

But right now, there isn't a single pure-blooded vampire in these thirteen bedrooms.

obviously.

Those thirteen pureblood vampires have already been killed by Dickon Frost and sacrificed to the Blood God.

This is not Hawke's speculation.

Because he saw it too.

Right now.

In the ritual hall at the heart of the underground castle, twelve pure-blooded vampire elders were firmly strapped to their designated positions. On the altar in the center of the hall, a shirtless, eccentric-looking Dickon Frost was frantically chanting a mysterious incantation. As the incantation was recited, the twelve pure-blooded vampires, bound to their positions, began to contort, their blood surging. Then, with a soft "poof," they transformed completely into blood spirits, their bodies exploding as they screamed and lunged at Dickon Frost on the altar.

One after another, pureblood vampires, as if being absorbed, kept crashing into Dickon Frost's body.

Each impact caused Dickon Frost to sway slightly, as if he had actually been hit.

But with each sway, Dickon Frost's already eccentric expression became even more eccentric.

Deacon knew, of course, that his Vampire Tower was now surrounded by S.H.I.E.L.D.

but……

so what.

He has already mastered the method of summoning the power of the Blood God. Once he possesses the power of the Blood God, the mere Divine Shield will be nothing but a worthless piece of clay.

As a new generation of vampire, Dickon Frost has enormous ambitions.

Please.

They are vampires, superhuman beings. This world should belong to them. Why should it be given to those weak, pitiful, and useless humans?

Vampires should rule the world.

Unfortunately, his opinion was useless. The thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders did not think so. As pure-blooded vampire elders who came from the old era, they had long lost the will to strive and make progress, and were content with their little ambitions and their small corner of the world.

This disgusted Dickon Frost.

He may despise it, but he dared not oppose the decision of the thirteen pure-blooded vampire elders.

That was the case, at least until he found the Blood Sutra.

As pure-blooded vampires personally transformed by the progenitor Dracula, they consider themselves noble not only because of their bloodline, but also because of their terrifyingly strong power.

Any pureblood vampire possesses terrifying strength that can overwhelm a hybrid.

Therefore, if Dickon wanted to take his place, he could only act in secret, accumulating his own power while generously gifting thirteen cryogenic chambers to the thirteen pure-blooded elders.

really.

The elders were overjoyed. After receiving the gifts, they spent most of their time in the cryogenic chamber, and even delegated their authority over external matters to the thoughtful Deacon.

From then on, Dickon began to carry out his own plan.

Find the Blood Scripture, translate the Blood Scripture, and then summon the power of the Blood God.

The Progenitor Vampire was just the first vampire, not the originator, while Dracula's vampire originates from the blood god Madora.

Dickon wanted to summon the Blood God, obtain the Blood God's power, and then rule the world.

at the moment--

With his arms outstretched and his upper body exposed, Dickon Frost gazed at the Blood God dimension that was now faintly visible before him, and saw the Blood God surging within the dimension, his expression one of fascination.

"I'm finally going to succeed!"

"that's amazing."

"..."

Dickon Frost, who was basking in the joy of his impending success, froze for a second, and then his gaze suddenly fell on the man who was leaning against the hall pillar and clapping at him.

"Guard!"

"Stop shouting, they've all left, you're the only one left."

Hawke looked at Dickon Frost, who was raising his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "One hundred and fifty-two in total, right? I didn't miss any, did I?"

Dickon Frost was greatly alarmed.

But he didn't panic.

because.

He could feel that the power of the Blood God had been summoned by him and was continuously surging into his body.

Just give him some time, just a little bit of time.

Dickon Frost remained standing on the altar, looking at Hawke in a low, impassive voice.

"Who are you? Are you from S.H.I.E.L.D."

"No."

Hawke chuckled: "George Stacy is my future father-in-law. You turned him into a vampire without even asking me. I think you're very brave, so I came to see what gives you the confidence and strength to be so brave."

Upon hearing this, Dickon Frost exchanged a glance with Hawke.

then……

Who is George Stacy?

"what."

Hawke burst out laughing at Dickon's answer.

Dickon's expression was grim.

Since S.H.I.E.L.D. downsized, he could clearly feel the reduction in the strength of S.H.I.E.L.D. in New York, and he also knew that S.H.I.E.L.D. was in turmoil, which is why he wanted to summon the Blood God at this time.

Therefore, he has been busy with the final work of the Blood God during this period and has not paid much attention to what is happening outside.

at the moment……

It seems that one of his men offended a powerful figure, and now that person has come to demand an explanation.

but!

None of that matters anymore, because the power of the Blood God has already been returned to him.

Dickon Frost, standing on the altar, withdrew his arms, took a deep breath, and his eyes turned infinitely blood red, as if endless blood was flowing within them. Then he met Hawke's gaze once more.

With the power of the Blood God bestowed upon him, Dickon Frost, feeling capable of destroying the world, scoffed.

"So, what do you want?"

"Kill you!"

Hawke smiled, his eyes red.

……

(End of this chapter)