Donny ran out in shame, holding the wig on his head tightly with one hand. He was very worried and felt that this was not a solution. He had begun to seriously consider whether to buy some hair growth products, as it was said that the product would work quickly.
The old bartender urged, "I don't think you need to bring any UV grenades to fight vampires. All you need to do is stand at the door of the Night Club, take off your wig, and reflect the sunlight to kill those beasts. It's simple, economical, and most importantly, effective and fast."
Donny had a dark face and couldn't communicate with the old bartender. The two were simply not on the same channel.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. We should prepare for tonight's battle. Let's get some food and conserve our energy. Deacon is a very cunning guy." Tony was serious. It would be best if they could catch Deacon and kill him in one go tonight. If not, they would have to fight with Deacon's backup forces.
He was not worried about ordinary vampires and ghosts. He was more worried about whether Dicken would become a god and how far Dicken's plan had progressed.
Silver weapons and sunlight will be completely ineffective against the Blood God, a man-made advanced creature. The obvious weaknesses of vampires no longer exist. The Blood God can also regenerate infinitely and can recover instantly no matter how it is hacked and killed.
Donny had always suspected that the Blood God's existence was an attempt to address the vampires' weaknesses, and they had succeeded. Superb regenerative abilities, invincibility, insensitivity to sunlight and silver, incredible speed and strength, and a potentially greatly enhanced ability to infect...
If Dicken, who becomes the Blood God, is released, it will be a huge disaster.
The two men returned to the car, and the old bartender went to a roadside store to buy some food and water. After a meal, Donnie closed his eyes and rested, preparing for the night's battle. Bits of Allspark energy were released, permeating the five upgraded Transformers. Five was the number he considered most cost-effective, and a few more could be used as cannon fodder. He was reluctant to squander the Allspark's energy.
Donnie had already noticed that the total energy of the fire source itself was also slowly increasing. It was as if the bottle was broken, but the water inside was actually insignificant until it reached the gap and overflowed. The broken bottle itself did not temporarily block his power growth in the short term.
"A level four mutant..." Donnie murmured. Everyone said that the terrifying fluctuations he displayed when he awakened were at the level four. The power he emitted at the moment of awakening was second only to the mutant's bipolar disorder. Therefore, people with relevant detection equipment said that he was level four.
But what exactly is considered a "Level 4"? While Level 4 mutants are rare, they're not that rare. The most famous are undoubtedly Bipolar, Professor X, and Magneto. Others include Gambit, Shaw, and Apocalypse, all of whom are Level 4.
Take Professor X for example. His mind control is completely unreasonable, but as long as he has that special helmet that blocks telepathy, Donnie suspects that any weakling with a knife can kill Professor X.
Theoretically speaking, Professor X and Downey are somewhat similar in some ways. Both can fight by controlling large-scale troops. The only difference is that one controls people and the other controls Transformers. It's just that Professor X is unwilling to do so for moral and ethical reasons.
"Born at level four, but never reached level four..." Donny closed his eyes and slowly opened them again. He seemed to understand what to do in the future.
When he dealt with the Abomination, he unleashed his energy once, the only time. This left a deep scar on his Allspark, and at the painful cost of burning it, he decapitated the Abomination. Just as a Level 5 Jean loses a portion of her personality every time she uses the Phoenix Power, the price of unleashing his energy is too great, forcing her to walk on the brink of life and death, a price so great that it would take a lifetime to pay.
When killing the Abomination, did his Allspark strengthen Optimus Prime's material? Or was it... the Allspark energy itself an additional component?
Tang Ni sighed softly, the fire source in his mind still flickered at ordinary times.
Danny could feel the fire source absorbing free particles from the outside world, using them as fuel for its continuous recovery.
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Time passed quietly, and as Donny and the old bartender closed their eyes to rest, the sun set and darkness fell.
Pedestrians hurried back home. There were local rumors that ghosts would appear at night and specifically hunt down lonely pedestrians. If you want to keep yourself and your family safe, don't go out at night.
Donnie and the old bartender opened their eyes almost at the same time. The moon was high in the sky, and the night was quiet. It was a good time to sweep out the vampires. Donnie glanced at the old bartender with some surprise. The old man was extremely perceptive. Seeing him quietly sorting his weapons and equipment, he was obviously an old hand with guns.
It seems that this old guy is really well-rounded and accidentally tied up a formidable helper...
The old bartender noticed the gaze and looked up in surprise: "What's wrong?" As he spoke, he skillfully fastened a row of ultraviolet grenades to his waist and placed several small silver knives on his legs.
"Nothing, I just suddenly felt that... you old man can be reliable sometimes, which is rare..." Donnie said with a smile.
The old bartender raised the corner of his mouth. He had reason to be proud. He had been on the run for most of his life and had experienced countless attacks. Many of his skills were acquired through self-study and in life-and-death battles.
He followed Donnie out of the car and stared at the young man walking in front of him. This boy, who had quickly matured despite his immaturity, might still be a good teammate. At least he didn't have to worry about him hindering the team. Sometimes, it really gave him a strange sense of peace of mind...
The night is quiet, and several figures are lurking quietly.
What surprised them was that there was another guy who chose to take action tonight just like them.
He was a tall, burly man, his upright frame and ferocious muscles giving the impression at first glance that he was someone to be reckoned with. He carried two Tang swords on his back, a grenade on his waist, and a specially made firearm in his hand as he slowly approached Donnie.
"Enemy? Friendly forces?" Tony narrowed his eyes, his newly crafted fire armor ready for action.
The old bartender silently raised his gun and pulled the safety.
"I'm a colleague. I'm here to kill vampires just like you."
The big man walked over confidently, slowly took off his glasses, and revealed a row of eye-catching white teeth. Among the upper and lower rows of teeth, four of them were the sharpest and longest, and extremely dazzling.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Blade, and the vampires call me Daywalker. I have been waiting for you for a long time. We are colleagues in killing vampires." The big man showed his white teeth, which seemed brighter than Donny's head in the dark.