Donnie's Allspark has no ability to absorb life force, never has. His Allspark can create things, and can let Transformers create things to kill enemies, but that doesn't mean the Allspark itself contains the power to destroy things.
Dicken, the false god whose mind was clouded by the blood, began to panic, his already dysfunctional nerves becoming even more disturbed. The changes in Donnie overwhelmed his cognition, shattering the myth of the Blood God's supremacy right before his eyes.
"No! No! No!" Dicken waved his arms madly, again and again. More and more blood flowed out of his body, and the blood kept wriggling, as if every drop of blood had its own independent consciousness.
The remaining vampires hiding in the shadows were horrified. While they were Dicken's subordinates, some were actually spies planted by certain vampire families to tip off the enemy. Some vampires were terrified, almost turning away in fear of the mechanic.
He could even kill something as legendary as the Blood God! That's the Blood God! Even though he was a man-made creature, anything even remotely close to "God" was easy to deal with. But Donny could do it! The Mechanic could do it! This ridiculously young mutant could do it!
A small number of vampires were holding filming equipment, and although they were trembling with fear, they dared to start filming secretly when Donny had the upper hand, because Deacon had no energy to take care of them.
The footage of the battle between the Mechanics and the Blood God is the best stepping stone for the remaining vampires. With the destruction of the Council and the subsequent killing of Deacon, the entire vampire kingdom will face great turmoil and even civil war, and the internal situation will be reshuffled. The remaining vampires will need to make contributions to the new master.
The old bartender was covered in wounds, several of them visible. But he paid no heed. He glared at Deacon with gritted teeth, ultimately choosing to clear out the nearby scum. The entire central altar was a transcendental battlefield for Donnie and Deacon. While the old bartender was certainly capable of some swordplay, it would have been presumptuous for him to participate as a mere mortal.
The entire underground began to shake, the ground began to crack, and the mysterious round monument above the head also began to shake, and it was unknown when it would fall down.
"Dicken, you're finished, you and your ambition are finished! You have never been as invincible as you think!" Tony was hit by the power brought by the blood wave. Under tremendous pressure, he crushed the ground with his feet, gritted his teeth and refused to retreat, cutting large pieces of blood.
To deal with an infinitely resurrected creature like Deacon, the dumbest way is to consume it, followed by using technological weapons such as nuclear bombs that can strike at the atomic level. The best way is the mysterious side, magic or dimension can kill Deacon.
If Donnie hadn't boldly activated the still-scarred Allspark, he would have been forced to flee with the old bartender and Blade. Guns, swords, and knives—physical attacks like these simply couldn't kill Deacon.
A faint tingling sensation began to spread across his brain, and the vague scar once again shackled Donnie. Using the All-Spark this way was like playing with fire. Although it could significantly increase the damage to Deacon, it was extremely burdensome, and the All-Spark was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If you completely open the notch of a water bottle to allow the water inside to flow out more smoothly, how long can the water in the bottle last?
His armor began to be corroded by blood, showing signs of decline. Now it was a race against time to see whether Tony could cut off Deacon first, or whether Deacon would exhaust Tony to death. Tony also began to secretly prepare a backup plan to deal with Deacon.
"I am a god, the supreme blood god! You and everything about you deserve to die!" Dicken was furious, his face twisted and filled with undisguised fear. "You are the monster, Donnie! You are the real monster. The world should see your true face. You are a monster! You can destroy my endless vitality!"
Donnie remained silent. The two little Transformers were also equipped with armor and rushed towards Deacon with a roar.
The farther the distance, the more the fire energy is consumed. Up to now, his fire energy reserves have been consumed by nearly half, which is shocking.
"Damn it, get out of here!" Dicken's severed arm recovered, and he waved it to destroy the two little bastards.
A stream of blood was cleanly severed, falling to the ground and quickly drying and necrotizing. Another little guy assembled a gun, and with a continuous thump, it pierced Dicken's body, taking away some blood, but the effect was not as great as before.
Deacon's eyes widened slightly, and in a flash, a lightning bolt like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness shattered his confusion. He seemed to understand what Tony's new ability was.
"Finally figured it out? My fire source can 'cut off' your control over your body!" Tony sneered. These sticky bloods were really weird, wriggling as if they had life. If Tony's fire could cut it off, he could completely block Deacon's control over the separated blood!
"I see. I was thinking too much. As long as I make sure that I don't get cut off by your knife, it will be simple." Deacon licked his lips with a satisfied expression. He felt that he already knew how to counter Tony.
Dicken retracted the mighty but also bloated river of blood, and transformed into a human form again. This time, he was completely formed, and a large amount of blood was cut off, which was enough to reduce a lot of his burden.
Dicken moved like a ghost, so fast that only his afterimages could be seen in the air. At that moment, Dicken felt a little foolish. Why bother with such fanfare against a mortal? Using a mortal body to fight a mortal was the most appropriate method.
Donnie raised an eyebrow. His reflexes were far superior to those of an average person. He could vaguely see Deacon's movements, but his body couldn't keep up. Deacon punched Donnie several times in a row, the force of his punches causing him intense pain even through his armor.
Deacon laughed wildly. Donnie, who was so tricky just now, was now like a funny kitten in his hands and was beaten so painfully by him.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
"You've laughed enough, it's time to call it a day!"
Donnie turned around and yelled at the old bartender, "Get out of the way! Get out of that passage!"
The old bartender's eyelids twitched wildly. A deafening sound came from the direction of the passage, as if some huge monster was rushing in. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he quickly stepped aside.
A four-meter-tall metal object rushed in first! It damaged the walls along the way, practically crawling, finally making it down with great effort. Donnie didn't care if the tunnel was destroyed. Even if he was buried underground, with Optimus Prime waiting by his side, he could dig his way out even if it meant digging!
Five Transformers rushed in from the passage one after another. Logically speaking, the underground building was not suitable for these big guys to move around freely, but they didn't expect that the altar was so vast, which was just right for burying Deacon!
"Just based on these, you want to kill me?"
Dicken's face was distorted and his eyes were filled with resentment.
Bang bang bang!
The old bartender seized the opportunity to shoot Deacon. Blade, having finally resolved everything, fearlessly charged at Deacon with his weapon. They didn't know what Donnie was up to, but he must have a plan! This was the most basic understanding on the battlefield!
Dicken was furious and subconsciously wanted to turn around and kill the two insignificant people to make Donnie suffer. But the next second, a huge shadow covered him.
Optimus Prime jumped up the moment they fired, stretched out his fist, and smashed down from above!
boom!
This powerful punch knocked the unsuspecting Deacon to the ground. The other four Transformers quickly followed suit, each grabbing a limb and tearing Deacon apart on the spot! Deacon's body was forcibly split into several pieces.
"You're done, Dickon! You're completely done!"
Optimus Prime held down Deacon's head, and in Deacon's terrified eyes, with a clicking sound, a large number of metal shields imbued with fire energy locked him up little by little like a prison, and then sealed him!