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Chapter 87 Russell: Blood God, it's been so long, I've missed you dearly.

The Blood Dimension.

Blood God hasn't been feeling well lately.

Some time ago, He was "scammed" in a universe and lost a huge amount of energy.

Because of the shortage of energy flow, He has recently been giving less generous rewards to His subordinates than before.

More importantly, His prestige declined.

Once morale is low, it becomes difficult to lead the team.

Suddenly, the Blood God sensed that someone was calling upon Him through a ritual.

Blood God looked closely and called out from Earth-001.

Energy vampires, from a family of heirs.

In response to the Blood God's ritual, a wisp of consciousness carrying energy descended following the call.

Earth-001.

In the night sky, clouds rapidly gathered, obscuring the sky and the moon.

The ancient castle, which was vaguely visible under the moonlight, was suddenly shrouded in complete darkness, becoming pitch black.

Boom!

Bolts of lightning ripped through the night sky, piercing the darkness and striking the altar.

At this moment, the thunder was the only light in this world.

On the altar, a body that had been lying quietly and lifeless suddenly opened its scarlet eyes.

The consciousness of the Blood God descended.

"My God."

Soros bowed slightly in greeting.

The Blood God nodded in return.

There are differences between apostles.

Unlike a good-for-nothing like Deacon Flowerster, the heir patriarch Soros once defeated the Spider Totem God, the Weaver.

Even the Blood God cannot be treated lightly.

"My apostle, what do you want to call me for?"

Soros did not hesitate to tell Blood God his guesses in detail.

"Sithon, this is outrageous!"

After hearing what Soros said, the Blood God was furious.

Although Sithon is His origin, and although Sithon provided great assistance to Him when He sought to conquer the Blood Dimension, although...

But hasn't Sithon ever heard the saying?

The vassal of my vassal is not my vassal.

Of course, if Sithon escaped, that would be a different story.

"My God, what should we do about the Heirs?"

Soros adopted a humble tone.

The Blood God pondered.

He is the lord of the Blood Dimension.

When Sithon is imprisoned and unable to project his power, he cannot be threatened.

Therefore, He can ignore Sithon's commands and demands.

Even though Sithon is His source and His great creditor.

But Sithon can threaten the Heirs.

Xisorn bypassed Him and directly threatened the Heirs' clan to do things for Him.

The Blood God was very dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do.

Ultimately, everything comes down to strength.

"How about this, your heir family can temporarily hide in my Blood Dimension for a while."

"Once we find out the truth about this sorcerer Spider-Man, we'll return to the real universe."

Soros was somewhat disappointed upon hearing the Blood God's words.

This was not the answer he wanted.

What he hoped for was for the Blood God to help him find out the whereabouts of the sorcerer Spider-Man.

Let's see if the wizard Spider-Man is related to the god of the underworld, Cynthia.

Soros remained composed and tactfully declined the Blood God's arrangement.

"The Heirs' family has been operating on Earth-001 for many years, and they really can't bear to leave their homeland."

Once they leave the Blood Dimension, it's hard to say whether the inheritor family will be the family that succeeds him as the patriarch or the family that succeeds the Blood God.

Blood God's face darkened.

What do you mean by being reluctant to leave one's homeland? There are hardly any people in your castle.

Everyone else is wandering in other universes, hunting Spider-Man.

"Soros, what are your plans?"

Soros, shameless as ever, said, "I hope my God will descend and help the Heirs' family overcome this crisis."

The Blood God's face darkened further. Were they taking advantage of him?

"Soros, sacrifice is also a kind of transaction."

"Your offerings are insufficient for me to allocate enough resources to help fight that sorcerer Spider-Man."

"Not to mention the one behind the wizard Spider-Man."

Soros hesitated, finding it difficult to make a decision.

The Blood God seemed to sense Soros's concerns and reassured him:

"My apostle, the family of heirs will always be your family of heirs, and I will not interfere."

"In my opinion, the entire heir family is not as valuable as you."

"If you're not comfortable with that, we can sign a contract."

After speaking, the Blood God drafted the contract and handed it to Soros.

The Blood God spoke sincerely, and these were His true feelings.

The heirs, besides the patriarch Soros, consisted of his two sons, Soren and Kahn.

The others are only decent soldiers, not up to much use.

Even players with good potential like Soren and Kahn are still far inferior to Soros.

Soros took the contract and examined it carefully.

The contract was straightforward and contained no cryptic wording.

Without further hesitation, Soros chose to sign the contract.

This is a historic moment.

The Heirs and their ancestor, the Blood God, the vampire totem god, come together once again to work together.

Against the sorcerer Spider-Man.

Having made his choice, Soros acted decisively, contacting members of the Heir Family scattered throughout other universes and ordering them to travel to the Blood Dimension through a ritual.

Having decided to fight against the sorcerer Spider-Man and his master Sython.

Then Earth-001 doesn't need to come back; getting them all together could easily lead to trouble.

Earth-65, Kamar-Taj.

Russell and Whitebeard looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Master, what should we do? It's not that I don't want to give Tony and Wanda a chance to hone their skills, it's just that the heir family doesn't play by the rules."

Even the Whitebearded Ancient One had a toothache; this Soros is really good at making things up.

It's unbelievable that someone would connect a sorcerer Spider-Man to Sithon.

Why didn't he connect it to Kamar-Taj, or to the Triune Vishanti, the founder of white magic?

Does this mean we look down on them, the elders?

Whitebeard Guy's Tip:

"You make the first move and leave Soros behind."

"Otherwise, once he reaches the Blood Dimension and is strengthened by the Blood God, he won't be so easy to deal with."

"Furthermore, with Soros remaining, Moron will be the acting patriarch."

"At that time, you can use Molun to gather the Heir Family and wipe them out in one fell swoop."

Russell nodded.

new York.

Russell opened his eyes, stood up, and gestured to the crowd:

"Let's go, let's set off. Oh, and Gwen, you guys stay away."

Russell sensed the coordinates of Moron's location and drew a circle with his index and middle fingers together.

As the sparks flickered, a portal slowly appeared.

On the other side of the portal, Soros, Moron, and Blood God instantly turned their gazes toward them.

Russell led the way, with Tony, Wanda, and Pietro emerging from the portal one after another.

Soros's gaze swept over the group.

I was slightly taken aback when I saw that the portal was golden instead of scarlet.

His expression immediately turned ugly.

He misunderstood!

Spider-Man is not an apostle of Sithon.

But when he saw Wanda emerge afterward, Soros's expression turned strange.

What's going on?

"The Wizard Spider-Man, he is the Wizard Spider-Man."

Molen pointed at Russell, his expression horrified.

Soros frowned, clearly displeased with Morren's reaction, and rebuked him:

"So what if you lost once? Why are you so panicked, flustered, and making such a fuss? What kind of behavior is that!"

"It's you! It's actually you!"

Blood God scrutinized Russell for a while, and then exclaimed in disbelief.

Soros: "."

"My God, do you know the sorcerer Spider-Man?"

Blood God gritted his teeth:

"I know him." Of course I know him, I'd recognize him even if he turned to ashes.

In His mind, if the bald-headed Gu Yi was the number one fraudster, then Russell was a major accomplice.

In some ways, his hatred for Russell was even greater.

The bald Ancient One was an opponent of equal caliber, while Russell was a worm.

An insect that constantly provokes and offends Him.

If he had known Russell would come, he would have sent down a powerful clone even without Soros' sacrifice.

Russell also looked at the Blood God and smiled slightly.

Sorry, this chapter is only a little over two thousand words. I'll definitely make up for the missing thousand words. I'll watch the game first tonight. Please forgive me.

(End of this chapter)