Donny! Mutant!"
Deacon's eyes were completely bloodshot, a hallmark of the Blood God. His body was returning to normal, and he was gradually adapting to this new body. He roared and raged, obsessed with Donnie. Only he understood what the mutant's blood truly meant.
Only he understands how magical the mutant's blood is!
Tang Ni's face was cold as he assembled a hand cannon and blasted the blood river with one shot, but it was of little use as the blood river quickly recovered. The Blood God's physical strength was not outstanding, but his recovery ability was really infuriating. No matter how he was chopped, he could recover instantly.
"Are you sick? I'm a straight man, why are you chasing me?"
Donny dodged left and right, looking extremely embarrassed and a little anxious. It was as if that bastard Deacon had set his sights on him and refused to let go, like a mad dog.
"You are special, you are the most special one! I mixed your blood with that of the Daywalker. There is something in your blood that can sublimate the essence of life! Your blood elevates the level of the Daywalker's blood!" Dicken twitched his other arm, and with a loud bang, it turned into a river of blood and grabbed towards Tony fiercely. He wanted to capture Tony alive and drain all of Tony's blood.
"Only I understand how important your blood is. Only I understand! As long as I devour you, I can get one step closer!"
The earth began to crack, one terrifying crack after another. As the Blood God, Dickon, though still imperfect, seemed to have begun to master terrifying power. He intended to use this endless power to capture and devour Donnie, and then conquer the world and make it the domain of vampires.
Countless species are all blood food for vampires!
"Where did you get my blood? I'm not some good young man who donates blood at the hospital regularly." Donny was talking trash, his face grim, and he had to get something clear.
"Bar! Do you remember the Thompson family's bar? You were injured there! You bled!" Dicken roared to the sky. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the words on the dome monument seemed even more glaring, as if they were alive and looking down at them.
"I can find someone else to study my blood. I don't need you. Just give up."
Tang Ni's face was gloomy, and he cursed inwardly. It was all his fault, after all. He possessed the unique ability of the Fire Source, an unprecedented power that not only allowed him to create things, but also comprehensively elevated Tang Ni's life level. Although his soul was unknown, he was probably slowly improving.
"You simply don't understand! Only I, only I, can figure out how special your blood is! I should have realized long ago how amazing a mutant with the power to create things is! Once I capture you alive, I'll research the source of your abilities! There must be some magical secret hidden somewhere!"
"If you want my blood, you'll have to pay with your life!" Tony cursed. In his heart, he hoped that what Deacon said was true. Deacon kept saying that he was the only one who knew how special Tony's blood was. Then Tony wouldn't have to burn the scene with fire after every battle.
Just a moment ago, Tony was really worried that his blood would be used by someone for experiments and to create some kind of Tony-transformed warrior.
Donnie assembled into a humanoid turret, countless artillery fire unleashed a frenzied and fierce firepower amidst an endless roar. Various silver bullets rained down on Dicken's two small rivers of blood like dense rain, creating a state of attrition.
Countless blood flowers splattered, but these blood flowers seemed to have life and consciousness, rolling and gurgling. No matter how far away they were, they would go to find Dicken and merge with him again.
"Donnie, you are special, you are the most special one! Only a vampire like me can understand how important your blood is. I have been dealing with the blood of all kinds of creatures all my life, and only I can discover the secrets in your blood!"
Dickon licked his teeth greedily. His teeth had slowly lengthened at some point.
Even from a distance, one could still see those four ferocious fangs. Becoming the Blood God made Dicken's vampire traits more pronounced, while also gradually eliminating his vampire weaknesses.
What would happen if Deacon devoured Donnie? No one knew, not even Deacon himself, but his intuition told him that there would be great benefits.
Donnie lifted his coat, revealing a row of potions at his waist. This was a powerful weapon specially developed by a female doctor. Once injected into a vampire, it would kill them. This potion was specially developed to target the blood clots of vampires and was very effective in hunting vampires.
Tony specially took an extra row of potions, intending to inject them all in one go when dealing with Dicken.
After several transformations, the two little Transformers jumped off Donny, took away a few tubes of potion, and found a place to hide quietly.
"Dicken, you've gone crazy. You're not in your right mind right now," Donnie said, trying to distract Deacon and buy time. Blade and the old bartender were being held captive by the remaining vampires, and Donnie waited for their support.
"Then contribute your blood quickly so that I can become a god as soon as possible! I am a vampire, and only I can make the best use of your blood!" Dicken was crazy and his words were illogical. A steady stream of blood rushed to his head, and his mind was a little wrong.
Not only did the earthquake not stop, but it became more and more severe, and the magnitude was actually increasing at a steady rate!
The twelve square tablets and the round tablet above were still emitting power fluctuations, and the words on them were glowing, as if a strange energy was sweeping across everyone present.
This is a terrifying and mysterious ritual, and the altar is full of strangeness.
But Dickon didn't care. No matter how big the earthquake was, what good would it do him? He couldn't be killed by falling rocks.
A piece landed perfectly, smashing Dicken to pieces. Countless blood flowers flowed everywhere, and just as they were about to reunite into a human form, Donnie made his move.
Two little Transformers suddenly rushed out, holding special potions in their hands, and stabbed Deacon who was still in blood state!
In just a moment, all four tubes of potion were absorbed into Dicken's body. The potion's effect was so amazing that blood clots began to appear on Dicken's unformed body, as if it was about to explode in the next second!
Donnie's eyes lit up, and he was about to take out more potions and inject them all in one breath, killing Dicken in one fell swoop. This was a rare opportunity! He rushed over quickly, carrying a row of potions, and was about to succeed.
But a sneer appeared on Dicken's twisted face. He was waiting for Tony to come over.
"You can't run away!" Deacon laughed ferociously, and countless blood took the opportunity to tightly bind Donnie. "Anticoagulants? This kind of thing is completely useless to me! Don't forget, your blood can enhance my life force!"
"Donnie! Never forget, you are the special one!"