Chapter 44 The Blood God Returns

The bright sunshine shone on his cheeks, making Lin Jue feel warm both physically and mentally.

Looking at Emily who was talking to Danm, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth. He liked this feeling. With a thought in his mind, Lin Jue couldn't wait to call up his personal panel.

Lin Jue

Dimension points: 310

Innate talent: Dimensional deprivation

Abilities: Eternal life, the body of the ancestor (archangel remnant), Blood God (non-concept).

His eyes paused slightly on the Blood God.

A detailed information about this ability flowed into his mind.

Blood God: The source of the Marvel Universe vampire clan, with super speed, unparalleled strength, and heaven-defying self-healing ability, can resist all natural diseases, can transform into any form, can transform into the form of the Blood God, can infect other creatures and transform them into vampires!

"Marvel Universe? Transformed into a vampire?"

Sensing the information in his mind, Lin Jue's eyes flickered slightly.

...

On the outskirts of eastern Gotham, a seemingly abandoned factory, a black car slowly drove in.

As the car drove into the factory, the originally dim light became brighter, and the rusty walls turned into brand new steel walls emitting silver luster.

Inside the factory, in a room dominated by white, a man in a white coat and gold-rimmed eyes was like a madman, constantly shuttling between various instruments.

Outside the laboratory, as the car door opened, several people in black windbreakers hurried to him.

"Doctor, how is it?"

A deep voice came slowly, and a burly man with a strong sense of oppression stared at the white-robed doctor in front of him who was obsessed with the experiment.

"Incredible! Incredible! Where did you get this liquid from?"

The doctor turned his head suddenly. At this moment, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and his eyes were like those suffering from conjunctivitis. Almost no white of the eyes could be seen. This mental state would scare any normal person.

But behind him, the faces of the people in black clothes did not show any emotion. The burly man in the lead just stared at him, waiting for his reply.

Looking at the stern faces of the people in front of him, the doctor did not persist. He quickly came to the instrument and took out a cage from a closed iron box.

A white-haired mouse was imprisoned in the cage. It kept squeaking and jumping back and forth from time to time, looking very energetic!

"It can be fully confirmed that the liquid you sent contains some special substances that can rejuvenate life. It is obviously an old mouse, but it has quickly regained its vitality because of absorbing a little bit. After such a long period of observation, it can be confirmed that it has completely recovered to the youngest and strongest stage!"

Excitement flashed across the man's face. Nothing could shock him more than longevity, not even extraordinary.

"Can this blood be reused?"

"Blood? What kind of creature's blood is this?"

The man with a quick mind and quick reaction instantly noticed a key point, but the man in black did not continue to speak, but just stared at him, and a faint pressure enveloped the man.

Putting his hands on his head, the man in white robe surrendered and said helplessly: "This thing has no side effects at all, and no drug resistance has been seen for the time being. Theoretically, if you take it all the time, you can always stay young!"

"Very good!"

After getting the information he wanted, the man did not wait for the doctor to say anything else, and left with a group of people in black.

"This guy!"

The doctor's helpless words came from the empty field.

Out of the factory, the burly man answered the phone and conveyed all the information he had just received. This time the information was confirmed, and their plan would officially start.

The man slowly hung up the phone, looking deeply into the darkness, and one after another people in black appeared in front of him.

There were nearly 20 people, and they all exuded a faint energy fluctuation.

"Boss, it seems that the organization is going to take real action this time?" A faint voice rang in the ear, and a thin man in black stood in front of the burly man.

"The Judge? That guy seems to be in conflict with the Mask Society! A few days ago, the Grayson family stopped my operation!"

Behind the burly man, a man in black said lightly. Her figure was very graceful, which was out of tune with the muscular black men around her.

The burly man was silent, with a deep look in his eyes, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"Everyone is out for this operation!"

"..."

The black-clad people standing around looked at each other, obviously not expecting such a result.

As their figures disappeared into the darkness, a man with a sniper rifle on his back slowly put down the telescope in a tall building far away from the factory here.

"Good guy! When did so many dangerous guys come to our Gotham?"

"What?"

Behind him, a man leaning against the wall pillar, with his hands folded on his chest, holding a cigarette in his mouth, puffing out smoke.

"Don't act like it's none of your business. That organization has so many people coming. Something must have caught their attention. The things next door haven't been sorted out yet, and now they've all come to our Gotan. The higher-ups are really farsighted and asked us to keep an eye on that guy!"

"I want to have a fight with them to see if they are really as unfathomable as the rumors say!"

"Ha, you are so awesome, don't shout my name when you fight, I want to live a little longer!"

The man curled his lips and went straight downstairs, ignoring his partner who was still smoking and talking nonsense. His goal and mission had been completed, and he had to go home to sleep, and he had to go to work tomorrow!

He took a deep puff, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and then stepped on it. The man came to the window and jumped down. With a heavy landing sound, his figure quickly ran towards the woods outside Gotham.

The person who just walked downstairs at this time looked helpless, looking at the figure of his partner leaving, a little envious and a little gloating!

The bright moonlight was reflected in the woods, and the man's figure shuttled through the woods. He was very fast, and every step he took left a deep footprint. He ran for more than a quarter of an hour, and with the sparse trees, he stopped.

In front of me was a street full of lights and wine. I walked for a while, crossed two streets, and stopped in front of a bar with a faint light. I gently opened the door of the bar.

A huge noise came from the bar, mostly hearty laughter and the clinking of glasses.

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