Sunwalker Blade!
Donnie's eyes lit up. He didn't expect to meet this legendary figure here.
Daywalker Blade, before he was born, his mother was bitten by Deacon and infected with the vampire virus, transforming into a vampire. As a result, Blade was born during the transformation.
Blade was born a unique half-human, half-vampire being, a miracle born from countless improbable and low-probability events. He possesses the formidable physique and vitality of a vampire, yet, like a human, he is not afraid of sunlight, silver, or garlic. Blade is the only being in the world to combine the best qualities of both human and vampire species. However, he also possesses the same bloodlust as other vampires, experiencing periodic bursts of cravings for human blood, forcing him to regularly inject serum to curb this.
Blade is the most famous of the vampire hunters. He spends his days and nights hunting vampires, as if his purpose in life is to kill them all. Countless vampires tremble in fear at the mere mention of this powerful hunter, who can walk in the sunlight, their greatest nightmare. Too many vampires have perished at his hands over the years. Out of fear, the vampires call Blade "Daywalker," meaning the vampire who walks in the sunlight.
Blade can use silver weapons and ultraviolet weapons unscrupulously, wear garlic spray on his body, and kill vampires like slaughtering dogs.
The old bartender didn't recognize Blade Warrior, but he didn't let his guard down at all. He signaled to Donny with his eyes, asking him what he was going to do.
Donnie looked up and down at the burly man who exuded a tough aura, and was also on guard.
"The famous Blade...how did you know we were coming?" Donnie asked. This didn't make sense. Blade was a master of fighting and didn't have the same perception ability as Professor X.
"Strictly speaking, it wasn't me who discovered it. It was my old partner who found it. He was an old guy. You should have seen him during the day." Blade put on his sunglasses again. His sunglasses were to protect his eyes from strong light, especially when using light grenades to kill vampires.
Seen it during the day?
Donny touched his bald head and his face twitched: "Is it that annoying old man? I was so angry that I wanted to beat him up!" He was really impressed by the old man who made trouble, and he directly pulled off his wig, which made himself too embarrassed at the time.
Because his brain was too bright, he caused a commotion at the scene and was almost beaten up in the audience.
Blade laughed out loud, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, four long, pointed ones standing out. "We also need to confirm whether the legendary mechanic is neutral and lawful. He might be a violent and murderous person. Of course, we also need to confirm whether the mechanic is bald. Many people are saying that he is."
The last sentence. Blade's tone was very teasing, a bit gloating.
Donnie was furious: "What's wrong with being bald? Don't you know it will grow back soon? Also, what's wrong with me being bald? Did I eat your rice?"
The old bartender suddenly asked, "How did you determine our identities after we disguised ourselves?" The old bartender didn't trust the suddenly appeared big man, who might have forged his identity. He also wanted to know what went wrong. They were so careful, so why were they discovered?
Blade told the old bartender that it was because Donnie's body temperature and heartbeat were different from those of ordinary people. Donnie's body temperature was lower than that of ordinary people, but his brain temperature was significantly higher than that of ordinary people, and his heartbeat was much slower than that of ordinary people in the audience.
"My partner is very good at making this kind of body detection instrument. You know, the body temperature of a vampire is around 50 degrees. This kind of instrument is needed to determine whether it is a vampire." Blade said.
The old bartender was skeptical, but he still put away his weapon. Although he didn't distrust the stranger, he knew at least he was not an enemy, so he remained vigilant.
The three of them gathered to discuss their goal: to hunt down that Deacon. Blade, driven by a desire to avenge his mother, had never given up on his pursuit. And Donnie and the others, even if it meant preventing the Blood God from appearing, were determined to do their utmost.
Blade is a veteran who has experienced more battles than Donny and the old bartender combined. He is more proficient in major fighting styles around the world. He advocates going straight in and capturing the person in charge alive.
"Dicken would never set up his base in an open club. He would probably hide in some corner, such as a secret passage or a secret room. We have to capture the person in charge alive and let him lead the way." Blade spoke freely. He knew Dicken the best.
Donny confirmed with him that it was impossible for all the people in the club to be vampires. There must be some vampires living there permanently. After all, daytime was not a good time for vampires to act.
"Then why don't I do it? I have a more reliable way. I can kill all the extra vampires and leave the Hagui tribe." Donny said. He took out a few newly bought mobile phones, and the fire source jumped and quickly assembled into several small Transformers with complete facial features. Each one of them was baring its fangs and claws, jumping around and showing off its power.
Blade lowered his head and looked at it in amazement. Although he had heard a lot about Donnie's deeds and paid more attention to Donnie's series of actions because of the consideration of fighting vampires together, but when he really saw this magical creation, he could understand why so many people were shocked by the magic of this mutant ability.
The ability to create is unique in the history of mutants. This ability is too amazing and is a miracle that turns decay into magic.
Blade held the gun and tried to touch a small Transformer, and clearly heard the crisp sound of metal collision.
"Don't underestimate these little guys, they are all killing machines. One little guy is enough to defeat a group of people." Donnie smiled faintly, took off a row of ultraviolet grenades from his waist, disassembled them one by one, and stuffed them into the little Transformers.
Each of the little guys was holding two or three grenades and was spinning around. One of the Transformers simply flipped a switch, shocking the other two to open their eyes wide.
"Mistake, mistake." Donny said embarrassedly, and quickly controlled the little guy to turn off the switch again.
The biggest harm of this ultraviolet grenade to ordinary people is that it dazzles the eyes, so it does not have a pull ring like ordinary grenades, and you can just flip the switch.
Under Tony's control, several little guys moved quietly with grenades in their arms, without making any sound. Like the god of death in the night, they rushed into the club with black sickles held high.
They are too small to be easily spotted in the dim light, but the ultraviolet grenades they carry are deadly weapons. This tactic is crude, but it works wonders against vampires.