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It seemed as if to emphasize the magnificent aura of the Golden Throne, Samuel Stern specifically ordered craftsmen to carve a holy, blazing sun radiating immense light above the backrest of the throne.
And on both sides of the seat, symbolizing power and honor, two massive, full-winged eagle wings.
Behind the Golden Throne, a large number of conduits and cables were connected, which could collect the energy released by Karl at any time and transmit it into a special energy storage device beneath the building.
Moreover, on the golden armrests on both sides, there were even reserved buttons to actively activate the "Sky Energy Shield Defense System" and a holographic projection map.
As long as it was fully charged, a semicircular force field defense shield made of pure energy could be created over the territory of Sokovia at any time.
At full load, it could continuously withstand large-scale, intensive missile attacks for about 1 hour.
Although its strength was still slightly inferior to the energy shield created by Wakanda using Vibranium technology.
The official deployment of this technology would undoubtedly elevate Sokovia's aerial defense system to a new level.
At the same time, it officially declared that Sokovia had successfully transitioned from a turbulent small country full of war and oppression a few months ago, into the ranks of the World's most advanced technological nations.
"Wow, what a magnificent/luxurious Golden… Throne!!!"
It is well known that anything that sparkles has a natural attractive force for women, not to mention sparkling gold… and such a huge amount of it.
So Selena and the little secretary were both deeply shocked by the sight before them.
Only Karl stared blankly at the Golden Throne opposite him with a strange expression.
Alright, alright, Samuel Stern, you call this a surprise?!
Golden Toilet, Eagle Wings, Iron Halo… Do you want to give me a Blue Daddy too?
Wait, no, it should be a Blue Son, because his father is already with me!
But despite the complaints, the toilet still had to be sat on!
After all, it concerned the safety of all Sokovia.
So Karl, with a dark expression, sat on the Golden Throne specially made for him, and actively released energy to test it.
He had to admit, he could suddenly understand how the old man Huang felt when he sat on the golden toilet back then—it was truly, there were "bad people" among his own!
"Anything else, speak."
Karl waved his hand towards the blonde little secretary, who immediately obediently exited the office and stood guard outside with two Thunder Warriors.
Seeing this, Selena took out an exquisitely made invitation from her embrace, and while presenting it with both hands, explained:
"During my return journey after completing the capture mission, I received a message from my subordinates that a Vampire had voluntarily delivered this invitation to the headquarters of the Wizard Society."
Karl opened the invitation and scanned it as the other party explained.
The content was very simple: Two months later, the head of the Vampire clan (sect) who received the invitation is requested to come alone with this proof to Impossible City to attend the Centennial Conference.
Finally, a set of coordinates (latitude and longitude) was marked at the bottom.
Very good.
The clue that could be linked to Ghost King Dracula had finally appeared!!!
"I have already sent people to check that coordinate, it's an empty green space, there's no Impossible City at all…"
Selena asked somewhat confusedly, "Boss, do you think S.H.I.E.L.D. might be deliberately playing tricks to distract us?"
"Probably not." Karl shook his head with an extremely certain expression.
Ever since General Ross and the Department of Defense publicly stood up for the Hyperspace Group at the Security Council meeting a few days ago.
Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D. had suddenly become much more well-behaved.
At least on the surface…
So that one-eyed black man and his lackeys would definitely not try to probe or provoke them on such matters.
As for whether Selena might have received a fake invitation…
While the possibility couldn't be ruled out, Karl believed the probability was extremely low, even negligible.
Because almost no one knew about the Centennial Conference except for the Vampire race.
And now the Wizard Society had become the largest Vampire sect in the New York area; other Vampire groups were trying to avoid them, so how could they dare to provoke them actively?
So…
After successively ruling out the possibilities of someone deliberately playing a prank, and Selena receiving a fake invitation.
The only remaining question was the seemingly "non-existent" Impossible City at the given coordinates!
Facing such an eerie situation, a possibility that only a Dimensional God could perceive suddenly surfaced in Karl's mind, and that was…
After a moment of contemplation, he said with burning eyes, "The greatest possibility right now is that Impossible City exists within a special Pocket Dimension.
And the coordinates on the invitation are the location of one of its dimensional rifts, but… it will most likely only open to the outside during the Centennial Conference."
If that were truly the case, then it would explain why Ghost King Dracula had always been so elusive over the past thousand years!
It turned out that this guy usually wasn't in the real Dimension at all.
So naturally, no one could discover his whereabouts, right?
But in this case, for Karl, besides the Immortality Trait on Dracula, he found another thing that greatly interested him.
That was the Pocket Dimension where Impossible City was located!
Although the exact scale of that Pocket Dimension was still unknown.
It probably wouldn't be too large.
After all, Ghost King Dracula was not among the ranks of Dimensional Gods in the Marvel Universe.
So he naturally wouldn't be able to expand the scale of the dimensional space through various means like other Dimensional Gods.
So…
Karl suddenly had a wild and bold idea.
That was to seize the Pocket Dimension where Impossible City was located, along with the Immortality Trait.
And then try to see if he could use Warp to devour this dimensional space?
After all… he, Karl, was a genuine, bona fide Dimensional God!!!
Thinking of this, Karl suddenly felt even more anticipation for the Centennial Conference that was about to begin two months later.
"Boss, what is a Pocket Dimension?"
A look of confusion appeared on Selena's cold and beautiful face.
Even for a Vampire who had lived for several centuries like her, the concept of a Dimension was severely beyond her grasp.
Karl: "You've asked the right person, no one understands what a Pocket Dimension is better than I do."
"Simply put, it's a single Universe with a smaller appearance… Its scale could be a country, a city, a room… or even a basketball!!"
Karl casually explained, then gestured for Selena not to pay too much attention to these things.
"Since we've successfully obtained the invitation, the matter of inquiring about Ghost King Dracula's whereabouts will most likely have to wait until Impossible City appears, so for now, you should wait patiently."
"Oh, right…"
As if remembering something, Karl suddenly asked, "How many Death Walkers within the Wizard Society are completely loyal to you right now?"
"Huh??"
Selena seemed to not yet have recovered from the shock brought by the Pocket Dimension, so she couldn't keep up with her boss's wildly jumping thoughts.
She was stunned for several seconds before reacting, and quickly answered truthfully, "Currently, there are only forty Death Walkers left, and they are all loyal to me."
Karl looked at Selena somewhat unexpectedly.
He clearly remembered that when Victor had just died, there were nearly a hundred Death Walkers left in the Wizard Society.
It seemed Selena had carried out a brutal purge internally after gaining power!
Very good!
Intelligent, capable in combat, resourceful, and beautiful…
Karl's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of appreciation, so he continued:
"Then you go find Dr. Stern later and have him extract forty—no, forty-one blood samples from Alexander Corvinus, and then you personally distribute them to those Death Walkers."
Selena blinked her ice-blue eyes, looking bewildered, "Boss, this is…?"
A meaningful smile appeared on Karl's face, "To my knowledge, Alexander Corvinus's blood can remove the weaknesses of ordinary Vampires, thereby evolving them into 'Daywalkers' who are immune to sunlight and ultraviolet rays."
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a!!!
Selena's delicate and petite body trembled violently, and she immediately understood Karl's true intention.
Without a doubt.
Her boss was helping her further win over hearts and quickly solidify her ruling position within the Wizard Society.
One might ask, for the Vampire race, what could be more tempting than overcoming the fatal weaknesses of sunlight and ultraviolet rays?
Therefore, not only would these forty Death Walkers become her staunch loyalists from then on.
Even the prevaricating opposition and fence-sitters within the Wizard Society, upon seeing all these people transform into Daywalkers immune to sunlight.
Would inevitably, under such immense temptation, abandon their previous prejudices and opposition, recognize her as their new leader, and actively carry out her commands.
After all… the World bustles for profit; the World scrambles for profit!!
In Selena's view, her boss's grasp of human nature was simply masterful.
And the forty-one blood samples he had just mentioned clearly included her as well.
Selena's ice-blue eyes gradually became moist, and she looked with fervent adoration at the handsome man sitting on the Golden Throne, lost in thought with his eyes closed.
(^^●)
Boss is really so thoughtful!
He even thought of everything so thoroughly for me.
But… how can I ever repay Boss's great kindness?
After much thought.
Selena felt the favor was too heavy, seemingly impossible to repay even with a thousand deaths.
Soon, as if she had made up her mind about something.
A look of determination appeared in her ice-blue beautiful eyes, and her originally slightly pale, delicate cheeks were tinged with two blushes of shyness.
She raised her hand to grasp the zipper of her leather jacket, gently pulling it down.
Today, Selena was going to wholeheartedly dedicate her most precious possession, her virgin body, preserved for over six hundred years, to her "King," besides her loyalty!
But just as those small, infant-like breasts were about to emerge from her leather jacket, she heard Karl, who was sitting opposite her in deep thought with his eyes closed, instruct:
"Selena, when you return to New York, remember to send people to pay more attention to the situation in Hell's Kitchen. Something big is going to happen there recently!!"
Having said that.
He waved his hand without opening his eyes, signaling Selena that she could withdraw.
Since the possibility of a Pocket Dimension had already been deduced.
He had to use this time to make corresponding adjustments to the specific details of the "plan to seize the Immortality Trait" that he was about to execute next.
To ensure foolproof success.
"Yes, Boss!!"
Selena did not hesitate, immediately zipping up her jacket deftly, and then quickly exited the office.
After several attempts, she had generally figured out her Boss's way of doing things and knew that he always avoided women when important matters were at hand.
He was completely different from those lust-driven trash.
Anyway, there would be plenty of opportunities to offer herself in the future, so she wasn't in a hurry.
Moreover, since she had joined Karl's subordinates, she had rarely heard him say "something big is happening."
Presumably, this incident in Hell's Kitchen would not be simple!
Selena couldn't help but feel a strong sense of curiosity.
She wanted to quickly go back and see what exactly was happening there.
… … … …
… …
Night fell.
Hell's Kitchen.
The usually "lively" streets had become somewhat deserted due to Spider-Woman's massacre of the Irish Gang a few days ago.
But under the streetlights in the alleys, groups of three to five armed gang members could still be seen conducting transactions.
No choice.
These people were always extravagant with money and had no good habit of saving.
So as soon as they didn't work for a day, they would immediately fall into the predicament of having no money to spend.
Even if they were scared to death, they could only bite the bullet and go out onto the streets.
However, fortunately, in the past few days, that "notorious" Spider-Woman had not reappeared.
So gradually, these gang members became much bolder.
"Hey, buddy, do you want some good stuff? Just a tiny bit, and it'll make you feel on top of the World…"
On a certain street, a short middle-aged man, with his head down and somewhat unsteady steps, walked towards three gang members standing under a streetlight.
The three only thought they had encountered a drug addict going through withdrawal. Not only did they not guard against him, but they also felt lucky that they had finally made a sale today.
They didn't notice that the man's right hand, which was kept behind his back, was gripping a gleaming cleaver.
"50 dollars a bag… Pfft!!!"