DC/Marvel: This Guy is Insane

Blood flowed from the wounds on Eric's body, guided along a groove to the center of the ritual. Many of the vampires looked on with crazed expressions; they had finally reached their glorious moment. Soon, Frost, having transformed into the Blood God, would lead them to overthrow the rule of the purebloods and establish a kingdom dominated by half-bloods.

The thirteen pureblood viscounts, fixed around the ritual altar, watched everything in horror. They wanted to break free, but the silver shackles restricted their freedom. The Blood God Ritual was no secret among the purebloods, but rather a taboo that no one was allowed to perform in private. There were not many purebloods in the first place, and if thirteen were sacrificed in a single ritual and the resulting Blood God were to target the purebloods, it would be asking for trouble. Therefore, it was included in the taboo rules. Once discovered, it had to be destroyed by any means to avoid a catastrophe.

The blood in the rock's groove slowly dripped onto the purebloods' foreheads, indicating that the ritual had begun and they would not be able to escape death.

"Damn you, half-blood! You will surely die!"

"Filthy half-blood, the Thirteenth Prince will not let you go!"

"If you touch the taboos of the vampire race, Her Majesty Lilith will crush you to pieces!"

The thirteen purebloods cursed madly to cover up their inner fear. The longer you live, the more you fear death. And the self-proclaimed noble purebloods cherished their lives very much. Of course, the possibility of a vampire becoming autistic while alive was not ruled out.

Alan watched everything patiently. Now that the ceremony had begun, he still had no ability to intervene; an indescribable force was covering the field. If he were to intervene rashly, there would definitely be terrible consequences. Thirteen drops of blood dripped onto the heads of the thirteen pureblood viscounts, and the uneasiness in their hearts became more and more intense. Suddenly, strong winds blew, as if some medium had reached a critical point.

A drop of blood dripped from a conical stone pillar. It fell directly on Frost's forehead, who was standing in the center of the altar. At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped, and a depressing feeling was spreading, as if a force from another world were invading reality. Suddenly, Frost raised his head, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if he felt the power of the Blood God.

Boom, boom, boom…

Suddenly, bolts of lightning emerged from the void and hit the thirteen pureblood viscounts. The purebloods were stunned as the lightning flashed by; they realized that it did no harm to them. Suddenly, their expressions became hideous and painful, as if something were about to break out of their bodies. In an instant, a Blood God Apostle with a skeleton-like shape and bone wings on its back was born, wandering around the venue, looking for a Blood God host.

Looking at the passing Blood God's apostles, the vampires showed horror on their faces. And Alan was helpless. The Blood God Apostles were obviously not creatures from the real dimension, and it would be impossible to kill them by conventional methods without a host entity. Besides, he was not a wizard, so how could he kill magical creatures? One after another, the Blood God's apostles passed through Frost's body, and the ceremony entered its critical moment.

At the same time, no one paid any attention to the weak Eric. Once the sacrifice had completed its mission, there was no need to worry about whether he lived or died. Moreover, extracting so much blood would inevitably lead to death.

Even under the cover of his sunglasses, Eric's eyes were still very clear. The glasses, which may have seemed ordinary to outsiders, actually held many secrets and functions.

"Toxins in the target's body have been cleared. Blood-burning potion will be injected soon." The prompt tone ended. The frame bracket protruded, and an injection needle was stuck into the pupil of his temple. The interior of the frame was a hollow structure, which stored a potion prepared by Alan in advance.

Eric's breath, which had been slowly dissipating, suddenly recovered quickly, even stronger than before.

"Ah!"

He struggled to break free from his shackles, enduring the pain to pull his limbs from the iron spikes. The bloody wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Frost!" he roared. Eric jumped straight onto the altar.

At this moment, the Blood God Ritual was completed. Frost, with bloodshot eyes, exuded a terrifying aura. He looked at the freed Blade Warrior with a mocking expression on his face.

"The show is about to begin." Alan grinned and said bluntly, "It's worth my waiting." After saying that, he took out a bag of sunflower seeds from under his cloak and started eating them as if no one was around.

"Daywalker," a disheveled vampire jumped onto the altar, holding Eric's silver sword in his hand. He said arrogantly, "Let me meet you for a while." This vampire may have felt that he could easily defeat the weak Blade Warrior without Frost's help. As a result, when they met, Eric pulled a silver thread from his waist and shot past the man, separating his head from his body on the spot, and then caught his own weapon.

"You're an idiot," Alan mumbled. "I seriously suspect he was a traitor. He just returned the weapon to him." When Alan sprayed, the sunflower seed shells came out with a popping sound. When it came to cracking sunflower seeds, Alan was very experienced. He didn't spit out the shells but kept them all in his mouth. He would wait until his mouth was full and then spit them out all at once to avoid the inconvenience of spitting them out one by one.

Frost glared at him and could see that it was Alan who was causing trouble, so he ordered, "Kill him."

At this time, Eric launched a sneak attack and swept his sword across Frost's neck. But the result was that within a second, Frost's head was reset, and there was no visible injury at all.

"I am already possessed by the Blood God. I no longer have any of a vampire's weaknesses." In an instant, Frost closed in and punched out, the terrifying force sending Eric flying. At the same time, many vampires surrounded Alan. They had long been fed up with the annoying lunatic.

Alan pointed his finger into the air and shouted, "Look, Iron Man isn't wearing any underwear!"

Where is Iron Man? He was wearing an iron suit; how could you tell he wasn't wearing underwear? Everyone followed the instructions and looked up into the sky but saw only the pitch-black night sky through the skylight.

By the time they came to their senses, Alan had quickly run to a side passage to escape.

"Chase him and torture him to death!"

"Damn lunatic, I've been annoyed with him for a long time!"

"Drain all his blood and make a specimen!"

A group of vampires chased after them in a noisy manner. Soon, after a round of pursuit and blockade, Alan was trapped in a dead end.

Alan jumped along the wall a few times and said discouragedly, "Next time, I will cosplay as a four-hundred-year-old lady. At least I can climb walls."

Many vampires blocked the retreat route, and the leader said with a cold smile, "Run again. Why don't you run anymore?"

"I'm one of you! A card-carrying member of the Vampire Fan Club!" Alan said seriously.

Hahahaha… This remark caused all the vampires to burst into laughter.

"You want to be our running dog? Do you think you are worthy?"

"I think it would be more fun to lock him in a cage and tease him every day."

"It would definitely be more interesting to have him be a lapdog than a pet dog."

Alan was furious, and the consequences were serious. He reached his hands behind his back, took out two objects, and put them together to create a sci-fi gun.

"I wanted to be approachable and get along with you guys, but unfortunately, I was ridiculed instead." Alan shook his bangs and said domineeringly, "I won't pretend anymore. I am the Terminator T-800." As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of ultraviolet laser hit the vampire who was laughing the loudest, and he turned into ashes in an instant.

For a moment, there was complete silence.

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