American Comics: Tales of Cultivator

Chapter 81: Rearing? Vampires

"Boss, a large-scale attack occurred at a New York subway station two days ago!"

Lane drove the car, said to Tang Song, looking in the rearview mirror:

"A group of werewolves attacked a train. Our people couldn't get in. The ones cleaning up the scene were from the Military!"

"From the Military?" Tang Song, who had been lowering his head and carefully wiping the bell in his hand with a cloth, looked up and asked: "Do you know who was on the train?"

"I had someone sneak out two corpses. They were Vampires. One of them still had vitality. I sealed her acupoints with coffin nails and am just waiting for you to handle her."

"Handle her?" Tang Song's expression held a hint of confusion. Vampires were just consumables to him. After catching them, he would just perform blood drawing, talisman refining, pill refining, and feeding Armored Corpses.

It was a standard procedure. There were specialized people to handle the blood drawing, and then the blood along with the corpse would be sent to the Secret Cave Chamber.

As for whether these Vampires were dead or alive, Tang Song didn't care.

Seemingly noticing Tang Song's confusion, Lane explained:

"Boss, we've been expanding our territory recently and have captured many people. If we can keep a few Vampires, they can provide a continuous supply of blood food for your Armored Corpses!"

Well now, Tang Song looked at Lane. He understood what Lane was trying to express.

Keep a Vampire, then use this Vampire to bite people, and you could continuously obtain more Vampires.

He had to admit, while Lane's idea was a bit far-fetched, it was theoretically feasible.

In terms of the effect on refining Armored Corpses, the bones, essence blood, and corpses of Vampires were ten times better than the ordinary human corpses his Cleaners brought back.

If it really worked, the speed at which he refined the thirty-six Armored Corpses could be greatly increased.

But it still needed to be tested.

Thinking of this, Tang Song asked, "Where is that Vampire?"

.........…

New York, a Castle Estate with rather strange architecture.

All the windows of the entire Manor faced away from the sun and towards the shade, never seeing sunlight throughout the year.

Selene stood in the second-floor corridor, looking down at her kin singing, dancing, and living a life of debauchery, her eyes full of disdain.

"Kraven, Elder Amelia was attacked. According to the agreement, we need to wake Elder Viktor immediately!"

Selene stopped Kraven, who was walking down from the third floor with a grim expression, and said urgently:

"Remember your place, Selene. I am the Regent here. I will naturally make the decision whether or not to wake the Elder!"

"Elder Amelia is only missing. According to the agreement, unless she is in slumber, we have no right to wake the other rotating Elder. What you need to do now is take your Death Dealer Squad and find the missing Elder Amelia!"

Missing? There were at least a hundred Werewolves at the attack scene. In such a situation, how could Elder Amelia, accompanied by only a few Bloodline members, still be alive?

However, seeing the resolute look on Kraven's face, Selene took a deep breath and finally left reluctantly.

"Go watch Selene and report her movements to me at all times!"

Watching Selene's retreating figure as she went downstairs, Kraven grabbed a female Vampire in a princess dress who was passing by, pinned her against the wall, and kissed and licked her fair neck with his sharp fangs.

A moment later, Kraven leaned into her ear and whispered softly.

......

"Damn it, Lucien, are all you Werewolves a bunch of useless trash? I gave you accurate intelligence, and this is how you handle things!"

Back in his Room, Kraven angrily dialed the phone.

"Who gave you the courage to speak to me like that, Kraven, my cousin? I've already bled for you! Don't forget, I made you! Without me, you'd just be a lowly blood slave. Don't worry, the person is dead, it's just that those Human soldiers lost her corpse!"

In a Sewer in New York, a large empty space had been dug out.

A group of black-furred Werewolves were roaring and roughhousing in the open space.

Unlike the gray-furred Werewolves, these Ghost Wolves, injected with perfect blood, had greater strength and faster speed, almost combining the advantages of both Werewolves and Vampires. The Werewolf Leader, Lucien, wearing a leather jacket, sat on a makeshift wooden platform, watching the group of Ghost Wolves who had transformed into completely black forms, a look of impending revenge on his face.

Before trading the Human with perfect blood, he had already backed up his blood.

With the current level of human science and technology, it was entirely possible to clone perfect blood.

As long as the perfect blood clone at the Doctor's place was successful, he would have enough strength to seek revenge on Victor. That day wasn't far off!

He casually brushed off his foolish cousin with a few sentences and called over a strong Werewolf.

"Raze! Are you sure you killed Amelia?"

"Boss, she was hit by two bullets. They were the latest ultraviolet bullets developed by the Doctor. There's no way she could still be alive!"

The tall Werewolf shook his head, transforming back into a naked strong man, and said to Lucien.

"Boss, when are we leaving to take down those bats? I've had enough of this stinky Sewer!"

"Wait a little longer, until all our people are injected with perfect blood," Lucien's eyes flashed fiercely: "Then I will definitely make Victor pay for the blood debt!"

Mentioning Victor seemed to remind Lucien of memories buried deep in his heart. He roared, transforming into a Ghost Wolf over three meters tall, and directly pounced into the wrestling pack of Werewolves.

What Lucien didn't notice was that a miniature camera extended from the Sewer railing.

In a modified Room in another Sewer four or five kilometers away from the Cave where the Werewolves were located.

Several big green guys were eating pizza and fiercely discussing which Werewolf was stronger, who would win, and even opened a betting pool for it, with the stake being a durian pizza.

......…

Tang Manor, in the Basement where Tang Song refines sword pills, a stone coffin was placed.

The stone coffin had no lid. A woman dressed in luxurious clothing with a graceful complexion lay quietly inside the coffin.

However, the woman's condition didn't look so good. Her high-end custom dress was full of holes, and her exposed body was covered in wounds. Two penetrating wounds had even left two bowl-sized holes in her waist.

Her two open palms were also nailed to the bottom of the coffin with two iron nails.

The entire person looked like a broken doll. "Hiss! Hiss!"

Tang Song stood in front of the coffin, gazing at the woman lying inside. The Vampire's healing ability was indeed formidable. Even with such injuries, he could still feel the woman's vitality.

Tang Song beckoned, and the coffin nails nailed to the woman's palms were directly pulled out mid-air. The coffin nails fell to the ground, making a clinking sound.

The woman in the coffin's eyelids twitched slightly.

"Boss!"

At this moment, Lane escorted a thin Asian man and walked in.

Tang Song slightly turned around. A figure directly pounced out of the coffin. Two fair arms wrapped around Tang Song's waist, and sharp fangs bit directly towards his artery.

Ugh! A large hand locked her neck like iron pliers. The immense strength instantly suffocated Amelia.

Tang Song held the female Vampire with one hand, as if casually holding a broken doll.

"Who is he?"

Tang Song pointed at the man Lane was escorting and asked.

"Boss, a Japanese. We recently captured a batch of The Hand Ninjas!"

"Japanese!" Tang Song waved his hand, and the short The Hand Ninja was directly grabbed into his hand mid-air.

"Gulp gulp..."

The thin Japanese Ninja was bitten on the artery by the female Vampire and quickly sucked into a dried corpse.

As a large amount of blood nourished her, the wounds on the Vampire's body healed rapidly at a visible speed.

(End of Chapter)