Venom didn't answer, and Peter didn't care. He was used to Venom disappearing from time to time. He looked down at his hands. He had to say that this black suit was also very beautiful. Compared with the previous dazzling colors,
It has a deep and serious beauty.
More importantly, this color allows him to blend into the shadows and become less visible, at least from a visual perspective.
If those vampires really came after him because of his image problem, they probably wouldn't do it now, Peter thought.
But in the end, the situation where he was being chased by a group of crazy vampires did not improve. Spider-Man almost ran out of Brooklyn, but there were still many high-level vampires who could only teleport, chasing him.
Peter didn't just run away, he just shifted his strategy. He swung across the buildings of a tall building and then hung behind the building. If the group of vampires wanted to catch him, they all had to gather in this building.
In the shadow of the building, the shadows of the surrounding buildings do not coincide with this place. There is only such a small place to stand.
Most of the vampires were guided by instinct and teleported directly to the shadow under this wall. Spider-Man hung above and saw that most of the vampires chasing him were standing in this small area of shadow, and directly threw a blizzard generating device.
Go down and freeze them all into ice cubes.
Then he slid down the spider silk and went to the group of frozen vampires. He looked left and right, but he didn't find anything special.
He found a crowbar from the side and broke the ice off the head of a senior vampire who seemed to be sensible.
"Why on earth are you chasing me?" Peter asked him.
The vampire stared at Peter fiercely and said: "You are the sacrifice designated by Lord Bat God! You damn human being! I will catch you, drain your blood, and then hand it over to the great Lord Bat God!"
!He will lead us to rule this world!!!"
Peter was almost stunned. He said: "The sacrifice designated by the bat god? I don't even know your god, why are you looking for me?"
But the vampire kept repeating something about the great bat god. Peter asked for a long time, but he didn't get any useful information.
Peter felt that this incident itself was a clue, so he called Schiller and told him everything that had just happened.
In the laboratory of Stark Tower, Schiller held the phone and was communicating with Nick. He said: "I have some speculations about this, and the guard of the Bat God should be a real person.
Nick was very confused and asked: "Is it possible that there really is a bat god? We have been monitoring vampires for so many years and we have never seen that bat god come. Why is he coming again at this time?"
"And as far as I know, in the battle in the east, they were beaten even worse. Almost half of the vampires were completely killed. Where was the bat god who protected them at that time?"
"You and I both know that it is unlikely that any true god will come to this world."
Nick heard what Thiler was referring to, and he said: "But you also said that there are indeed people guarding the Bat God."
"Yes, but he may not be the guardian of the bat god. To put it simply, those bats were deceived."
Schiller said: "You should have seen this kind of routine. Some extraordinary creatures with powerful power use the name of God to win over believers or achieve some purpose."
"That's true. We have dealt with many so-called evil gods before. Most of them were monsters pretending to be gods. So, this time is no exception? So what is the origin of the other party?"
"I have some speculations about this, but I'm still not sure, but no matter who comes, there is only one solution..."
"what is that?"
"Have you not found out where the network cable went?"
Nick was silent for a moment, and then said: "Are you sure this will be useful? I have investigated and found that there are indeed people stationed there, but they should only be ordinary members..."
"That's enough. As far as I know, their boss can't tolerate sand in his eyes."
Outside No. 177 in Manhattan, a young man in a sweatshirt came out and shouted: "Mrs. Edith! Why is my network signal cut off?"
A head popped out from the building opposite. A skinny woman with afro curly hair said: "How do I know! Didn't you pay the Internet fee?"
"Impossible, I just handed it in a week ago!"
Soon, another fat man poked his head out of the door of No. 177 and said: "Not only is the Internet disconnected, why is there also a power outage? What's going on?"
The young man had to go door to door and knock on the door, but the answer he got was that the neighbors' network and electricity were fine, and it seemed that only No. 177 had a problem.
This is an old post office on a street in Manhattan. Due to the development of the times, the functions of the post office are basically no longer needed. Now it is a place where packages are stored for residents of the entire street.
After they made such a fuss, a head popped out of the window next door. It was a man with a big beard. He said: "Hey, stop making noise! Go to the municipal office across the street and ask. I
I guess it's because the wiring is old.
"The history of this broken post office is too long. I don't know if the pipelines have been updated. It's normal for it to be broken. Go and ask as soon as possible. Maybe it can be repaired before dark."
Just as the young man wanted to say thank you, he heard another exclamation from inside the house: "Oh! Damn it! This water pipe, why did the water pipe burst?!"
The young man walked back helplessly to the dark interior of the post office. He said to the fat man: "What's going on? I heard that there is a war going on at the Brooklyn Bridge. Could it be that they are targeting it intentionally?"
The fat man glanced at him and said in a low voice: "It's hard to say. Those damn blood-sucking monsters don't stop in Hongkong. Our temple is harassed by them every day. I thought I would be transferred to New York."
It would be better if I came here, but I didn’t expect it to be the same..."
"Don't worry so much. Let's fix the water and electricity here first. Otherwise, how will we cook at night?"
The two of them stared at each other, and the fat man spoke first: "Don't look at me, magic is not used for this. Even if there is a restoration technique, how do I know which pipeline is broken?"
"Okay, it seems we still have to find professionals. I'll go to the city hall across the street. You can treat the water first to prevent the package from flooding."
After a while, the young man came back. He said with some frustration: "That office is closed. Their office efficiency has always been so poor. Don't count on them. Let's fix it ourselves."
As a result, he saw the fat man walking out with a toilet pusher, and said with some collapse: "Bad news, our toilet exploded..."
"Toilet? Why did the toilet explode?"
"Those bats definitely tampered with our sewers! But fortunately, nothing dirty came up, it was just an explosion of water pipes..."
As soon as he said this, there was another violent explosion inside the post office, and then a terrible stench filled the air.
"Shit!!! What happened?! Oh my god!!"
Immediately afterwards, an extremely angry scream echoed over Manhattan: "You damn vampires!!! You actually fucking explode!!!"
Coulson was in a helicopter in mid-air in the distance, looking at the tragic situation below. He saw that most of the residents in that neighborhood were driven out of their homes by the terrible stench. He said to Nick on the phone: "Director, we
Isn’t it a bit immoral to do this? No matter what, you can’t blow shit up..."
"What are you talking about? It's the vampires who are evil. They actually play shit. Does this tribe have the nerve to call itself a noble vampire?"
"In order to retaliate against this group of people, they actually attacked their poor toilet. It is simply inhumane. We strongly protest against this behavior!"
Not long after, Colson heard Hill's voice on the other end of Nick's phone. She said: "...the other party took the initiative to contact one of our agents in Manhattan. They claimed to be Kama Taj stationed at the New York Temple.
The mage now needs support from SHIELD..."
Nick flipped through the information in front of him and said: "SHIELD has not established diplomatic relations with the other force. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, we must send a communication request to their headquarters to show that our support for them is reasonable.
Within the scope, and with the consent of the other party..."
Hill asked a few questions over there and said: "The other party said that the management of the New York Temple is independent of the Kama Taj headquarters, but they will report the matter to the headquarters, including all progress in the war with vampires...
"
"They seem to be very anxious. If we don't deal with it, the excrement will overflow from their house..."
"Remember, Hill, give your dedicated colleagues a few days off and let them take a vacation in Hawaii. Even though they haven't signed any confidentiality agreements, it's best not to mention excrement-related words to anyone.
, Blowing up someone else's toilet? SHIELD can't afford to lose this person."
Then, Nick hung up the phone and called Schiller. He said, "Next time you have such a disgusting tactic, don't come to us."
"But the effect is quite remarkable, isn't it? In a few days, all the forces on the mysterious side will know that the vampires sent people to blow up the toilets of their New York temple in order to take revenge on Karma Taj. These are a group of vampires who like to play with excrement.
…”
"Are you sure this will attract the attention of their boss?"
"Actually, it will work without blowing up the toilet. I don't believe that the group of stationed mages didn't report the vampire's movements to the owner of Kama Taj."
"Then why do you want us to blow up the toilet?"
"Don't talk nonsense, it wasn't you who blew it up, it was the group of dark night nobles who claim to be noble."
"Okay." Schiller turned the phone to another side and continued: "Let's get down to business."
"S.H.I.E.L.D. must know something about Karma Taj, but they haven't figured out the specific location of the New York Temple. Now that you two have contacted each other, at least on the issue of vampires, you must have something in common.
Goal."
"In the war that took place in the Eastern Continent, in addition to Kunlun, Kama Taj must also have been involved."
"I don't understand. As far as I know, that mysterious organization in the Himalayas should only deal with crises outside the earth..."
"You point at the samples of Earth's biological fossils, and then look at the teleportation and claw magic of those crazy bats, and touch your conscience, can you tell that they are creatures native to the Earth? This is such a lie?"
"Okay, then are you sure that the bat guardian is also an extraordinary creature from the outside world?"
"Of course, I have a pretty good guess as to their origins."
"Really? Who do you think they are?"
"They are also bats, or rather vampires. You can also call them - the Morlun family."