Marvel's Superman

Chapter 221 - 218 | Revenge And Anger, Making Deals With The Devil (I)

Chapter 221 - 218 Revenge And Anger, Making Deals With The Devil (I)

"How can this be …?"

Selene's eyes were empty as blood remained around her lips. ??

The downpour drenched her whole body, with strands of hair sticking to her cheeks.

The water drops slowly slid down along the black leather coat.

As an adult vampire who had just passed her centenary birthday, Selene thought that her mental quality was tough enough not to be broken by any sudden accidents or changes!

She was the best fighter in the coven and the elite among the Death Dealers.

With the blood of werewolves on her hands, she had used silver bullets and long swords to send all those ferocious beasts to hell.

Selene could be only one step weaker than the elder vampires in terms of combat power alone and could completely beat other fellow vampires.

But---

The two happy events, Viktor's awakening and Kraven's death came together.

She should have been joyful, but why did it turn into this?

The annoying Kraven used his life to expose the truth that Viktor had been hiding for so long.

Selene's parents died because of the other party, and it had nothing to do with werewolves.

It turned out that she had been living a lie all these years.

The vampire warrior, who grew up with bitter hatred since childhood, had her inner support shattered.

"Viktor is very good at fooling people and scheming. He is gentle and kind to any valuable object, but that's all fake, not the real him. "

Lucian, the Lycan Leader, looked sympathetically at Selene, showing tenderness in his eyes.

Viktor not only spared Selene but also took her with him and cared for her.

The reason was that the other person looked like his dead daughter.

As Sonja's lover, Lucian, will inevitably feel that Selene was familiar.

"He is a cold-blooded animal in the true sense of the word and doesn't have feelings for anyone."

Lucian said through clenched teeth.

Selene seemed to ignore it, and a look of hatred rose in her eyes.

She rushed straight into the rain and ran towards the direction of the vampire manor.

"Where is she going?"

Lucian was puzzled.

At this time, the best choice should be to join hands with him.

With the power of the werewolves and the Superman of the human world in front of him.

Against Viktor and the vampire coven, naturally, there would be no pressure.

"In Selene's condition, it is difficult for her to think rationally. All she could think about is killing Viktor."

Luke sat back in the car. The officer with the umbrella skillfully moved Kraven's cold body into the trunk.

'This vampire was good material. Throw it to Bolivar Trask, and he would be very interested in it.'

"General, I have shown my sincerity."

Lucian retracted his eyes; he couldn't care less about Selene, who was overwhelmed by revenge and anger.

"How are you going to fulfill your promise and help werewolves fight vampires?"

Luke, leaning in the back seat, smiled and whispered, "To solve the problem, we must start with the root cause."

"The werewolves hate vampires as much as you hate Viktor."

"Then, I'll throw Viktor's head in front of you and bring down the entire Corvinus coven."

"In this way, all the troubles would be solved."

Lucian was a bit stunned. He had been planning for centuries, lying in wait for centuries, to accomplish a magnificent cause. This guy spoke as if it was simple as to whether eat white bread or toast tonight.

Wasn't this a bit of a joke?

The feud between werewolves and vampires, enemies for thousands of years, couldn't be solved so easily!

"Is that all … there is?"

The Lycan Leader asked hesitantly.

He thought Luke would assemble the army and use the power of science and technology.

For example, making ultraviolet weapons, silver nitrate bullets, and dealing with the huge Corvinus coven.

"What else is there?"

Luke asked.

There was no need to make a big fuss about a little character like Viktor.

"Hurry up and get in the car, Lucian. You won't see a better revenge show in the future."

Hearing Luke's urging, the Lycan Leader reluctantly got into the car.

The rain was still pouring down. The black car was like a speedboat, cutting through the darkness of the night that enveloped the world.

…

…

Boom!

A blazing white bolt of lightning struck down like a wildly dancing silver snake.

The frantic running made Selene feel a little tired.

She took a few breaths and stood at the gates of the manor.

The rain had drenched her whole body, and the chill penetrated the body, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Selene came back."

In the manor, vampire members sitting in the monitoring room saw a familiar figure and opened the two iron gates.

Wrapped in the rain, Selene strode forward, reaching for the thick wooden door.

"Selene… the elders are looking for you."

Someone said.

They couldn't help but shrink their necks. This female vampire warrior seemed even colder than usual.

"Where is Viktor?"

Selene squeezed these words out of her lips.

"The underground chamber."

The man next to her replied.

"Elder Amelia asked you to see her first. You and Kraven were missing …"

Selene ignored it, and with her boots on the carpet, she quickly disappeared down the hall.

As Lucian said, tongues could weave lies, and mouths could spit out rumors.

But memories won't lie!

The fragmented scene contained Kraven's blood.

There were stories about Sonja's death, Lucian's betrayal, and how … Viktor killed her parents!

After Lucian's set of words, those memories originally buried in the bottom of his heart quietly surfaced to his heart and became clearer.

Ta! Ta! Ta!

Footsteps echoed in the underground chamber. Selene pushed open the gate and saw Viktor, the great Lord, sitting at the top.

Behind him, blood bags were hung and connected.

His eyes were closed, seemingly still asleep.

Because he hasn't regained his full strength, Viktor's skin was greenish-black, and his hair hadn't grown out.

The whole person didn't have the grand majesty of a vampire elder, but rather like decaying wood, emitting an aging aura.

"Viktor…"

Selene called out.

There was no response from the other party.

She took a deep breath as droplets of water slid off her leather jacket and soaked the ground.

She held a gun with silver bullets in her right hand and pointed it at Viktor, who was sleeping.

Silver nitrate bullets could kill both werewolves and vampires.

"I wanted an explanation, but no matter how you say it, a lie is still a lie and will never become a fact."

Selene's mind flashed back to the memories from Kraven's blood.

The pain was fueled by revenge and turned into a blazing fire that burned her heart.

Selene pulled the trigger, and the bullet was discharged.

Bang!

It missed.

A shadow swept in front of Selene's eyes, and Viktor, who was covered in blood transfusions, stared at her with those blue pupils, glaring.

The other party raised one hand and grabbed the fragile neck of the vampire female warrior with a jerk.

"Dear Selene, why are you doing this to me?"

A raspy voice sounded slow, and Viktor's shriveled arm felt like cast iron.

No matter how hard Selene struggled, she couldn't escape.

The elder vampire's strength was one-sidedly crushing the other.

"You killed my parents, and then you lied to me. You blamed it all on the werewolves!"

The anger in Selene's eyes burst out like a sharp sword piercing Viktor's heart.

But the latter was indifferent. He coldly said, "Yes, I took a lot from you, but I gave you so much more, Selene."

"Is it not enough that I have given you the gift of eternal life and nobility?"

"That's what ordinary people have longed for all their lives."

Selene had a look of utter disappointment in her eyes. She didn't want to say anything to Viktor.

The other party was a true cold-blooded animal, without any feelings to speak of.

She endured the pain of suffocation and clenched her gun.

"And what did you do to Sonja? Tied her to a cross and burned her to ashes in the sun?"

As the best soldier in the coven, Selene didn't wait and die.

She used words to evoke Viktor's memories while accumulating strength.

"Sonja…"

Viktor's cold demeanor slightly retracted.

The strength in his arm relaxed for a moment.

Bang!

Selene fought back decisively.

The muzzle of the gun erupted in flames.

A silver bullet was fired at Viktor's heart.

The latter acted quickly and threw Selene away.

Dodging, his arm was pierced by a bullet.

He winced a little as the tightening muscles squeezed the bullet out.

It fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

"You are a worthy warrior under my tutelage."

Viktor said coldly with an expressionless face.

The silver nitrate bullets made it difficult for vampires and werewolves to heal their wounds, producing a violent burning sensation.

It was a very nasty feeling.

"Unfortunately, you are still too impulsive."

Instead of pursuing, Viktor went back to his seat. He tore open the hanging blood bag, tilted his head, and gulped it down.

Compared with blood transfusion, this method was very direct, but its efficiency was much slower.

There was no way for the vampire elders to recover all their strength quickly.

"Who told you this secret? Kraven? No, he's a coward, a bureaucrat who only hides behind everyone."

Viktor asked himself.

"That's why I let him run the coven. Kraven can't cause any storms, despite his ambition."

"Is it that … Lucian?"

The vampire elder glanced at Selene's expression and got the desired answer.

"I knew it was him. That damned wolf took away my love from me, and now he's provoking our relationship."

"Sooner or later, I will kill him. I'll put a long spike through his body and let him bleed to death!"

Viktor's words were full of hatred.

He must have hated Lucian.

Just like the other party, always trying to twist his head off.

This was an unbreakable blood feud!

"All right, Selene."

Viktor, who had drunk a lot of blood, shed his dry body and returned to a vigorous and healthy human form.

"I really don't want to do this, but there is no other way. To ensure the continuation of the coven, eradicating threats is necessary."

The sycophantic Viktor, dressed in a magnificent robe, held a silver longsword.

He walked towards Selene, who had fallen to the ground. The blade of his sword scratched the ground with a long trail.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Selene shot the silver bullets out of her pistol, but Viktor was too fast to hit.

"That's enough, dear … daughter."

Viktor raised his sword. He regarded Selene as his own, but she has grown up and turned rebellious.

When one's life was at risk, kinship seemed less important to an elder vampire who had lived for a long time.

"This is wonderful!"

At the last moment, a round of applause sounded in the underground chamber.

The tall figure walked out of the darkness with a gentle smile on his lips.

He looked like an audience member enjoying the show, clapping his hands to show his satisfaction.

Behind this man was Viktor's most hated enemy- Lucian, the Lycan Leader.

"Ms. Selene, I've already asked you once in the car, and now I'm asking you again."

Luke looked at the vampire warrior who was preparing to die and whispered, "How much are you willing to pay in exchange for killing your enemy?"