Chapter 118 The Collapsing Empire

The Underground Palace in New Jersey, a building that Deacon Firth took nearly a decade to construct, is located below the upstart real estate building.

Twelve huge obsidian pillars support the entire underground palace, symbolizing the period during which the parchment scrolls of the vampire bible were placed in a certain order.

Not only the scroll that Li Jie and the others obtained before, but also nearly a hundred other scrolls, all collected by Deacon Firth over the years.

Dickon Firth has been waiting for this day for a long time. He is committed to changing the social structure of vampires, and he wants to resolve the contradictions between old and new vampires.

He needs to rip a hole in this old, class-hardened empire. He wants fresh blood to enrich the empire.

In order to achieve this goal in this rigid and rigid society, he has to make himself the highest-ranking vampire in the empire.

Dracula is still sleeping, the Twelve Elders are rotten, it is time to establish a new order, otherwise the demise of the empire is inevitable.

Today will be the day of a new era, today will be a new century of vampires.

"Deacon Firth, what you are doing is useless!" Gao Tiannu was tied to a stone tablet carved from obsidian, covered with a mysterious magic circle.

Not only Gao Tiannu, but also eleven other elders were kidnapped by Dickon Firth.

"Gao Tiannu, you don't understand. Vampires have reached the boundary of life and death. Your old age and decay have made this empire crumbling." Dicken Firth held a vampire bible and said without looking up.

"The hotbed of power nourishes your flesh and rots your soul. You have lost the will to fight."

"You don't understand Dickon, the artificial plasma has been successfully tested, and vampires can get out of the days of sucking human blood." Gao Tiannu shouted loudly.

"The biggest contradiction between us and mankind is about to be resolved! With the resources we have now, we can develop a new vampire dynasty!"

"Stupid Gao Tiannu!" Dickon Firth sternly interrupted Gao Tiannu's words. "Our conflict with humans is not as simple as sucking human blood."

"The root cause is that we are vampires, not humans! You simply don't understand what's wrong with us."

"The earth is so small that it cannot accommodate two intelligent creatures sharing its resources. Look at the mutants, how these humans treat their subspecies."

"Artificial plasma is very useful, but this is not the capital used to negotiate conditions with human beings. Only by overthrowing the rule of the human class can we show our magnanimity and leave some human beings."

"Everything you've done will only lead us into the abyss." Gao Tiannu already knew that he couldn't change Deacon Firth's thoughts, so he said desperately.

"Your arrogance is disgusting." Dickon Firth said disdainfully. "Come on, the empire has supported you for so many years, it's time for you to pay for the empire!"

Dickon was no longer arguing with Gao Tiannu, he walked to the altar. Twelve obsidian steles bound twelve elder vampires.

The stele encloses the altar in the middle in a circle in an evenly distributed manner. A diamond-shaped stele is in the very center.

A mysterious and obscure words came out of Dickon Firth's mouth, which is the oldest language of vampires. It was used to recite those ancient vampire bibles.

Strange characters emerged from those ancient parchment scrolls, and the blood-colored characters were constantly branded on twelve obsidian steles.

One after another bright red lines continued to spread on the stone tablet. Those bright red lines were crawling on the stone tablet as if they had life, and finally extended towards the vampire elders who were tied to the stone tablet.

Gao Tiannu watched in despair as these bright red lines began to cover his body, starting from the fingertips and soles of his feet, and then continued to spread and spread.

Finally extending to his brain, his whole body has been covered with red lines, giving off a strange red color.

A powerful pulling force was constantly tearing at his body, it would not be accurate to say otherwise. Perhaps we should use a more appropriate term.

This kind of pulling force is tearing his soul, and the red energy is forcibly peeling off his soul.

"You're going to fail Dickon Firth! This will be the stupidest thing you've ever done in your life!" Gao Tiannu let out a final roar, and then fell silent.

Because his soul has been pulled out of his body, not only him but also the souls of the other eleven vampire elders have been pulled out.

Their souls were continuously compressed by the red lines, and finally formed a blood-red light sphere. The spread of red lines began to appear under the foundations of the twelve black steles.

This time they spread in the direction of the diamond-shaped stele in the middle.

Getting closer and closer, the plan is about to succeed. Dickon's confidant Quinn, who was watching the whole planning process, showed a look of joy on his face.

Dickon Firth had felt this energy, the energy of the vampire blood god.

The red lines finally covered the diamond-shaped stele, and the souls of the twelve vampire elders were also transported into the stele.

The black stele gave out a dazzling red light, all dreams, all ideals. A new era of vampires, the era when half-blood vampires are no longer exploited by pure-blood vampires is finally coming.

When the red light reached its most dazzling moment, it suddenly dimmed. Without warning, the energy disappeared.

As if it had never appeared in this world, it was so abrupt. Dickon Firth felt as uncomfortable as if he had been punched in the air.

"No~no~ Dickon! Look!" Quinn let out a shrill cry.

The parchment scroll that recorded the vampire bible seemed to be weathered in an instant, quickly dissipating and disappearing in the air.

The same is true of those obsidian steles and altars, as if they had never appeared in this world, they just disappeared without warning.

"No~! There must be something wrong with this." Dickon Firth knew there must be something wrong with him, and all the vampire bibles were weathered.

Only this volume in his hand has not been weathered, and this volume is the one that Li Jie and the others obtained from the warehouse, and then transferred to S.H.I.E.L.D. and finally fell into Dickon's hands.

"No~No!!!" Dickon squatted on the ground feebly and roared angrily.

"Dickon! Get up and we want to leave here. Humans must have set me up." Quinn reacted the fastest after the initial shock. He pulled Dickon to leave here.

"It's not a pity not to gain the power of the Blood God, at least we have taken care of the Presbyterian Church."

"We can control the Empire by other means, it just takes a little more time. But we need to get out of here first."

"I'm afraid we won't have a chance to leave." Dickon was a very smart man, and he was sober. In fact, he should be alert when it appears in the vampire bible that the ancient blood descendants need to be sacrificed.

But he didn't, maybe killing the elders in his mind was also a must. But it was built on the success of his plan.

Now that the plan has failed, and the twelve elders of the Presbyterian Church have also died, the empire will inevitably fall into a vacuum of power. Is this their plan?

Perhaps there are already human armies blocking the door waiting for him to die.

Just when Dickon thought so, a silver-white Mithril arrow went straight through Quinn's head. Quinn, who was still comforting Dickon just now, turned into a pile of ashes in an instant.

But Dickon had no time to grieve, because a bullet had also hit him. But this bullet is not made of mithril, but a specially-made bullet that fires purifying serum.

Jenkelin's special purification serum has been injected into Deacon's body. The serum continuously destroys the original vampire genes in his body, purifies them and transforms them into human genes again.

The process was so painful that Dickon Firth twitched weakly on the ground.

"Inject him with a sedative." After Deacon Firth completed the transformation, two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents walked out of the darkness.

They brought Dickon a powerful tranquilizer, since Dickon Firth was going to cause trouble in the days to come, and it was not known whether it was because of his death or his life.

Then Nick Fury has decided to make Dicken Firth an immortal existence.

America at this moment, not just New Jersey. A similar situation has occurred at each of the great vampire leaders that S.H.I.E.L.D.

Since vampires possess a large number of human industries, killing them will cause economic shocks, so let's convert them all into humans.

At the same time, the new bill "Special Management of Vampire Race" submitted by the Security Council member Bugiono has been officially placed on the president's desk.

"Mr. President, everything is going well in the implementation of the plan." The intelligence officer reported to the president.

"In that case, let this race be swept into the trash heap of history." The president said, picked up the newly drafted bill, and signed the signature representing the highest authority of the country.

The Vampire Empire has finally entered the countdown to its destruction.

Knock over the box tool and lose a nail. Lost a nail, nailed a broken horseshoe. A broken horse shoe was nailed, and a warhorse was wounded. A horse was wounded, a knight was killed. A knight died, a war was lost. Lost a war, lost an empire.

If Li Jie hadn't met Frankie, these things might not have happened at all.

Li Jie won't be hunted down by the Steinich family, he won't run into Frank, and he won't team up with Frank and Peter to overturn the Stanech family's warehouse in the Hudson River.

There will be no discovery of this bible and the beginning of strangulation of vampires, and there will be no incident of the blood farm being breached later.

Not to mention that S.H.I.E.L.D. will not be involved in this matter, and Mike, who should have died, will not be rescued by Li Jie. Zhan Kailin has developed a reverse purification serum.

Nor will it appear that Deacon Firth ignores the trap of Scripture in order to speed up the pace of reformation. The prelude that led to the fall of the Vampire Empire today.

Perhaps the demise of the vampire empire is inevitable, but it will never come so quickly or so tragically. At the moment when this empire was not ready, it was instantly extinguished by human beings.

Piece by piece, like a precision machine being wound up, as long as the switch is pressed, it will move towards the preset goal.

Like the first domino to be pushed, the dominoes of the past fall and it will push the dominoes of the future down until all futures die.

The world begins with little people, and the world ends with little people.

Thunderstorms are still raging over the greater New York area, and tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

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