Chapter 133 R: The Bat Incident (XIV)

Chapter 133 R Bat Event (XIV)

Venom didn't answer, and Peter didn't care. He was used to Venom disappearing from time to time. He looked down at his hands. He had to say that this black battle suit was also very beautiful. Compared with the dazzling color before, it had a deeper and more serious beauty.

More importantly, this color could make him blend into the shadows and no longer be so easy to be discovered, at least from a visual perspective.

If the group of vampires really came to chase him because of his image problem, it shouldn't happen now, Peter thought.

But in the end, the situation of him being chased by a group of crazy vampires did not improve. Spider-Man was almost out of Brooklyn, and there were still many high-level vampires who could teleport, following him all the time.

Peter was not only able to run away, he was just strategically shifting. He swung across the building between a tall building and then hung behind this building. If the group of vampires wanted to catch him, they had to gather in the shadow of this building. The shadows of the surrounding buildings did not overlap with this place, and there was only such a small area to stand.

Most vampires were guided by instinct and teleported directly to the shadow under the wall. Spider-Man hung above and saw that most of the vampires chasing him were standing in this small shadow. He threw a blizzard generator down and froze them all into ice.

Then he slid down along the spider silk and went to the group of frozen vampires. He looked left and right but didn't find anything special.

He found a crowbar from the side and knocked the ice off the head of a high-level vampire who looked rational.

"Why are you chasing me?" Peter asked him.

The vampire glared at Peter fiercely and said, "You are the sacrifice designated by the Lord Bat God! You damn human! I will catch you, drain your blood, and then hand you over to the great Lord Bat God!! He will lead us to rule the world!!!"

Peter was almost stunned. He said, "Sacrifices designated by the Lord Bat God? I don't even know your god, why are you looking for me?"

But the vampire kept repeating something about the great Lord Bat God. Peter asked for a long time but didn't get any useful information.

Peter thought this matter itself was a clue, so he called Schiller and told him everything that had just happened.

In the laboratory of Stark Tower, Schiller was holding the phone and communicating with Nick. He said, "I have some speculations about this. The guard of the Lord Bat God should be real.

Nick was very confused. He asked, "Is there really a Lord Bat God? We have monitored vampires for so many years, and we have never seen the Lord Bat God descend. Why is he coming again at this time? "

"And as far as I know, they were beaten even worse in the battle in the East. Almost half of the vampires were completely killed. Where did the bat god who protected them go at that time?"

"You and I both know that it is unlikely that any real god will come to this world."

Nick heard Schiller's implication and said, "But you also said that the guards of the bat god do exist."

"Yes, but he may not be the guards of the bat god. Simply put, the group of bats were deceived."

Schiller said, "You should have seen this routine. Some extraordinary creatures with powerful powers want to gather believers or achieve some purpose in the name of God."

"That's right. We have dealt with many so-called evil gods before. Most of them were monsters pretending to be gods. So, this time is no exception? So who is the other party?"

"I have some speculations about this, but I am still not sure. But no matter who comes, there is only one solution..."

"What is that?"

"Haven't you found out where the network cable connection went? "

Nick was silent for a moment, then said: "Are you sure this will work? I checked, there are indeed people stationed there, but they should be just some ordinary members..."

"That's enough. As far as I know, their boss can't tolerate any sand in his eyes."

Outside the door of No. 177 in Manhattan, a young man in a sweater came out and shouted: "Mrs. Edith! Why is my network signal disconnected?"

A head popped out from the building opposite, and a skinny woman with a head full of curly hair said: "How should I know! Didn't you pay the Internet fee?"

"Impossible, I just paid it a week ago!"

Soon, another fat man poked his head out of the door of No. 177 and said: "Not only is the Internet disconnected, why is there a power outage? What's going on? ”

The young man had no choice but to knock on doors one by one, but the answer he got was that the neighbors’ internet and electricity were fine, and it seemed that only No. 177 had a problem.

This is an old post office on a street in Manhattan. Due to the development of the times, the post office function is basically no longer used. Now it is a place to store packages for the residents of the entire street.

A head popped out of the window next door after they made such a noise. It was a bearded man. He said, "Hey, stop making noise! ​​Go to the municipal office across the street and ask. I guess the line may be aging."

"This broken post office has a long history. I don't know if the pipeline has been updated. It's normal for it to break. Go ask quickly. Maybe it can be fixed before dark."

The young man was about to thank him when he heard another exclamation from inside the house: "Oh! Damn it! ! This water pipe, how come it burst too? !"

The young man walked back to the house helplessly. In the dark post office, he said to the fat man, "What's going on? I heard that there is a war going on at the Brooklyn Bridge. Could it be that they are targeting it intentionally? "

The fat man glanced at him and whispered, "It's hard to say. Those damn blood-sucking monsters are restless in Hong Kong. Our temple is harassed by them every other day. I thought it would be better if we were transferred to New York, but it's still the same..."

"Don't worry about it. Let's fix the water and electricity here first, otherwise how are we going to cook at night?"

The two of them stared at each other, and the fat man spoke first: "Don't look at me. Magic is not used for this. Even if there is restoration, how do I know which pipeline is broken?"

"Okay, it seems that we still have to find professionals. I'll go to the city hall across the street. You deal with the water first, so as not to flood the package."

After a while, the young man came back and said a little frustrated: "The office is closed. Their office efficiency has always been so bad. Don't count on them. Let's fix it ourselves. "

As a result, he saw the fat man came out with a toilet plunger, and said in a somewhat collapsed manner: "Bad news, our toilet exploded..."

"Toilet? How could the toilet explode?"

"That group of bats must have tampered with our sewer! But fortunately, no dirty things came up, it was just a water pipe explosion..."

Just after finishing this sentence, there was another violent explosion inside the post office, and then a terrible stench filled the air.

"Shit!!! What happened? ! My God!!!"

Then, an extremely angry scream echoed over the sky of Manhattan: "You damn vampires!!! You actually fucking exploded!!!"

Colson was in a helicopter in the air in the distance, looking at the tragic scene below. Seeing that most of the residents of that block were driven out of their homes by the terrible stench, he said to Nick on the phone: "Chief, aren't we being a little too unethical? No matter what, you can't blow up shit..."

"What are you talking about? The evil ones are the vampires. They actually play with shit. How can this group of people still have the nerve to call themselves noble blood races?"

"In order to retaliate against this group of people, they actually attacked their poor toilets. It's simply inhumane. We strongly protest against this behavior! "

Not long after, Coulson heard Hill's voice from the other end of Nick's phone. She said, "...the other party took the initiative to contact one of our agents in Manhattan. They claimed to be the mages stationed in the New York Temple of Kamar-Taj, and now they need support from SHIELD..."

Nick flipped through the information in front of him and said, "SHIELD has no diplomatic relations with the other party. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, we must send a communication request to their headquarters to indicate that our support for them is within a reasonable range and has been agreed by the other party..."

Hill asked a few questions and said, "The other party said that the management of the New York Temple is independent of the Kamar-Taj headquarters, but they will report this matter to the headquarters, including all the progress of the war with vampires..."

"They seem to be very anxious. If we don't deal with it, the excrement will overflow from their house..."

"Remember, Hill, give your dedicated colleagues a few days off and let them go to Hawaii for a vacation. Although they haven't signed any confidentiality agreements, it's better not to mention words related to excrement to anyone. Blow up other people's toilets? SHIELD can't afford to lose this person. "

Then, Nick hung up the phone and called Schiller. He said, "Next time you have such a disgusting tactic, don't look for us."

"But the effect is quite outstanding, isn't it? In a few days, all the forces on the mysterious side will know that the vampires sent people to blow up the toilet of their New York Temple in order to retaliate against Kamar-Taj. This is a group of vampires who like to play with excrement..."

"Are you sure this will attract the attention of their boss?"

"In fact, it will happen even if the toilet is not blown up. I don't believe that the group of garrisoned mages did not report the movements of the vampires to the owner of Kamar-Taj."

"Then why did you ask us to blow up the toilet?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it wasn't you who blew it up, it was the group of self-proclaimed noble Night Nobles who blew it up."

"Okay." Schiller changed the phone to another side and continued, "Let's talk about business."

"SHIELD must have known something about Kamar-Taj, but they just didn't know the exact location of the New York Temple. Now that you two have been in contact, at least on the issue of vampires, you must have a common goal."

"In the war that took place in the Eastern Continent, in addition to Kunlun, Kamar-Taj must have participated in it."

"I don't understand. As far as I know, the mysterious organization located in the Himalayas should only deal with crises outside the earth..."

"You point to the samples of fossils of Earth's creatures, and then look at the teleportation and claw magic of those crazy bats. Can you honestly say that they are creatures born and raised on Earth?"

"Okay, then are you sure that the bat god guard is also an extraordinary creature from the outside world?"

"Of course, my guess about their origins should be almost right."

"Really? Who do you think they are?"

"They are also bats, or vampires. You can also call them the Morlun family."