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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0031_part_02
Chapter 36
chapter 0031 part 2
"It's a pity the Italian military doesn't use AKs. We have several warehouses full of these durable things."
...
After West and Father Declerck walked out of the Manor, Father Declerck said hesitantly, "Your Honor, this Tang Song gives off a feeling that is hard to see through, a bit mysterious. Blade mentioned the mysterious power on him, should we pay attention to it?" West asked, "Have you investigated his background?"
Father Declerck said boastfully, "Tang Song, Chinese, snuck into the Federation over two years ago. He obtained legal residency and a diploma from Oxford University in the Federation within half a year. Then he started fighting his way through the underworld, attracting a group of capable subordinates with money and violence, and has now become one of the more powerful figures among the New York gang leaders... Oh, he also took over The Hand's territory... According to the intelligence provided by Blade, he should also be a member of an Eastern Supernatural Force!"
West licked his lips and sighed, "The East, a mysterious country, a place where God's faith has never spread!"
Then West said arrogantly, "But on this land bestowed by God, we are the masters of the world. He is just a greedy, vicious businessman. But I like businessmen, because as long as you give them enough benefits, they will work their lives for us, understand?"
Father Declerck nodded in understanding and suddenly asked, "Why don't we recruit him?"
West laughed. "We want elites, not every superpower user is qualified to join our organization. Look at those brainless Mutants, they only deserve to stay in the Laboratory... Of course, if this Tang can show me his potential, I don't mind being his guide. As for now, let's wait and see. Father Declerck, the New York Diocese will be entrusted to you from now on. You must work hard and try your best to maintain the stability of the New York Diocese. We will fully help you become an Important Figure in this area. This is also what the Brotherhood promised you, understand?"
Father Declerck nodded. West sighed, "Since the Sacred Shield Brotherhood split, the Brotherhood today is far from what it used to be..."
"You cannot imagine the power we once wielded, a power that could easily overturn this world... Now we can only parasitize The Church and use its power to restore our glory~"
...
Tang Song withdrew a wisp of divine sense, spat, and said, "Damn, so he's a traitor! Hmph, hmph... Sacred Shield Brotherhood, I wonder how they compare to that group of Bald Mages."
Seeing Frank idly fiddling with the ballistic knife in his hand, Tang Song suddenly asked him, "Frank, are you still in contact with Nick Fury?"
Frank instinctively blurted out, "He contacted me before, wanting me to join his organization..."
He suddenly shut his mouth, looked deeply at Tang Song, and said, "I didn't agree. My personality isn't suited for his line of work. Boss, you saved my family, I won't..."
Listening to Frank dryly expressing his loyalty, Tang Song laughed heartily and interrupted him. After more than a year of getting along, Tang Song naturally knew what kind of person Frank was. The reason he asked Frank was that he vaguely remembered reading a Marvel Comics where S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra had split from this troublesome Sacred Shield Brotherhood. However, since Nick Fury had contacted Frank, then given that agent's mindset, his name was probably already in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s files.
...
Tang Song closed his eyes to rest. Behind him, a figure quietly walked over and directly pounced behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
*Mua!*
Skye wrapped her arms around Tang Song's neck, leaned over, kissed his cheek, and said with a giggle, "Boss, did you miss me?"
Tang Song turned his face, wrapped an arm around Skye's neck, and gave her a French kiss.
After a long while, Skye felt she couldn't breathe and finally struggled free with her hands. Tang Song, still wanting more, reached out and lifted Skye's chin. He then got up, picked her up, and held her in his arms, his hands moving over her, teasing her until she was soft all over. Only then did he get to the main topic.
"Just got back? How did things go?"
Skye leaned in Tang Song's embrace, feeling completely soft.
"Several hackers from Rising Tide have been poached, but some didn't want to join!"
"It's okay, we don't force anyone. Later, find Lane and have him give you some funds to buy some high-end computers!"
Tang Song held Skye in his arms, teasing her like a kitten.
...
You get what you pay for. After seeing enough money, Tang Song quickly showed West what efficiency meant. Everyone in his venue was sent out to look for suspicious individuals. In less than three days, Tang Song found a suspected hiding place for Deacon Frost. Of course, what West didn't know was that Tang Song had already found this location long ago. For him, it was just a game of nurturing the enemy to strengthen himself. After all, vampire heart blood was a renewable resource for Mr. Tang.
Night fell. At the New York Port, within an old, abandoned Dock, in an ancient Watchtower, a faint yellow oil lamp flickered like a firefly. This was a deserted Dock in New York. The city's overall planning hadn't reached this area for renovation, so these lighthouses, at least decades old, remained and became a place for creatures that couldn't be seen by day.
Frank led over a hundred gunmen, quietly surrounding the vast area near the Watchtower. Twelve elite snipers lay on the ground, aiming their Barrett Heavy Sniper Rifles from distant Rooftops towards the top of the tower. Inside the lit Watchtower, several burly men were sitting around the lamp, drinking and playing cards.
Directly below the Watchtower was an Underground Structure the size of two football fields. In a Secret Room within, a pool about a third the size of a swimming pool was filled with blood water boiling like hot water. Deacon Frost looked fanatically at the Blood Pool and the twelve pure-blood vampires tied to the Stone Pillars around it.
"Soon, soon, you will witness a miracle!"
A pure-blood vampire in a suit, with his hands tied to a Stone Pillar, rebuked him in a low voice, "Bastard, you won't succeed. The most important thing for the ritual to summon the Blood God is a Daywalker. Do you dare to provoke him? Hundreds of blood kin in New York have already died or been injured because of you. The European Elder Council won't let you off!"
"Daywalker!?" Deacon Frost walked up to the speaking pure-blood vampire with an arrogant stride and glared at him. "Speaking of which, it's really funny. When did the Elder Council ever care about the lives of us half-bloods!"
"Also, who told you that you must have a Daywalker to complete the ritual?" Deacon Frost said with an exaggerated expression, "Do you know? I found a perfect substitute!"
The pure-blood vampire snorted lowly. "'Impossible. The sacred book clearly states that only the blood of a Daywalker can complete the ritual and summon the Blood God!'"
"You pure-bloods, you always cling to these old notions, lying in your coffins. Times are advancing, humans are developing, and we can't fall behind either!" Deacon Frost patted the pure-blood vampire's face.
The pure-blood vampire let out a low roar, his angry eyes turning completely red.
"How about it? Come and meet my ally, and the sacrificial offering I prepared for the Blood God!"
As Deacon Frost's words fell, a long-haired figure walked out from the underground passage.
(End of Chapter)
"It's a pity the Italian military doesn't use AKs. We have several warehouses full of these durable things."
...
After West and Father Declerck walked out of the Manor, Father Declerck said hesitantly, "Your Honor, this Tang Song gives off a feeling that is hard to see through, a bit mysterious. Blade mentioned the mysterious power on him, should we pay attention to it?" West asked, "Have you investigated his background?"
Father Declerck said boastfully, "Tang Song, Chinese, snuck into the Federation over two years ago. He obtained legal residency and a diploma from Oxford University in the Federation within half a year. Then he started fighting his way through the underworld, attracting a group of capable subordinates with money and violence, and has now become one of the more powerful figures among the New York gang leaders... Oh, he also took over The Hand's territory... According to the intelligence provided by Blade, he should also be a member of an Eastern Supernatural Force!"
West licked his lips and sighed, "The East, a mysterious country, a place where God's faith has never spread!"
Then West said arrogantly, "But on this land bestowed by God, we are the masters of the world. He is just a greedy, vicious businessman. But I like businessmen, because as long as you give them enough benefits, they will work their lives for us, understand?"
Father Declerck nodded in understanding and suddenly asked, "Why don't we recruit him?"
West laughed. "We want elites, not every superpower user is qualified to join our organization. Look at those brainless Mutants, they only deserve to stay in the Laboratory... Of course, if this Tang can show me his potential, I don't mind being his guide. As for now, let's wait and see. Father Declerck, the New York Diocese will be entrusted to you from now on. You must work hard and try your best to maintain the stability of the New York Diocese. We will fully help you become an Important Figure in this area. This is also what the Brotherhood promised you, understand?"
Father Declerck nodded. West sighed, "Since the Sacred Shield Brotherhood split, the Brotherhood today is far from what it used to be..."
"You cannot imagine the power we once wielded, a power that could easily overturn this world... Now we can only parasitize The Church and use its power to restore our glory~"
...
Tang Song withdrew a wisp of divine sense, spat, and said, "Damn, so he's a traitor! Hmph, hmph... Sacred Shield Brotherhood, I wonder how they compare to that group of Bald Mages."
Seeing Frank idly fiddling with the ballistic knife in his hand, Tang Song suddenly asked him, "Frank, are you still in contact with Nick Fury?"
Frank instinctively blurted out, "He contacted me before, wanting me to join his organization..."
He suddenly shut his mouth, looked deeply at Tang Song, and said, "I didn't agree. My personality isn't suited for his line of work. Boss, you saved my family, I won't..."
Listening to Frank dryly expressing his loyalty, Tang Song laughed heartily and interrupted him. After more than a year of getting along, Tang Song naturally knew what kind of person Frank was. The reason he asked Frank was that he vaguely remembered reading a Marvel Comics where S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra had split from this troublesome Sacred Shield Brotherhood. However, since Nick Fury had contacted Frank, then given that agent's mindset, his name was probably already in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s files.
...
Tang Song closed his eyes to rest. Behind him, a figure quietly walked over and directly pounced behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
*Mua!*
Skye wrapped her arms around Tang Song's neck, leaned over, kissed his cheek, and said with a giggle, "Boss, did you miss me?"
Tang Song turned his face, wrapped an arm around Skye's neck, and gave her a French kiss.
After a long while, Skye felt she couldn't breathe and finally struggled free with her hands. Tang Song, still wanting more, reached out and lifted Skye's chin. He then got up, picked her up, and held her in his arms, his hands moving over her, teasing her until she was soft all over. Only then did he get to the main topic.
"Just got back? How did things go?"
Skye leaned in Tang Song's embrace, feeling completely soft.
"Several hackers from Rising Tide have been poached, but some didn't want to join!"
"It's okay, we don't force anyone. Later, find Lane and have him give you some funds to buy some high-end computers!"
Tang Song held Skye in his arms, teasing her like a kitten.
...
You get what you pay for. After seeing enough money, Tang Song quickly showed West what efficiency meant. Everyone in his venue was sent out to look for suspicious individuals. In less than three days, Tang Song found a suspected hiding place for Deacon Frost. Of course, what West didn't know was that Tang Song had already found this location long ago. For him, it was just a game of nurturing the enemy to strengthen himself. After all, vampire heart blood was a renewable resource for Mr. Tang.
Night fell. At the New York Port, within an old, abandoned Dock, in an ancient Watchtower, a faint yellow oil lamp flickered like a firefly. This was a deserted Dock in New York. The city's overall planning hadn't reached this area for renovation, so these lighthouses, at least decades old, remained and became a place for creatures that couldn't be seen by day.
Frank led over a hundred gunmen, quietly surrounding the vast area near the Watchtower. Twelve elite snipers lay on the ground, aiming their Barrett Heavy Sniper Rifles from distant Rooftops towards the top of the tower. Inside the lit Watchtower, several burly men were sitting around the lamp, drinking and playing cards.
Directly below the Watchtower was an Underground Structure the size of two football fields. In a Secret Room within, a pool about a third the size of a swimming pool was filled with blood water boiling like hot water. Deacon Frost looked fanatically at the Blood Pool and the twelve pure-blood vampires tied to the Stone Pillars around it.
"Soon, soon, you will witness a miracle!"
A pure-blood vampire in a suit, with his hands tied to a Stone Pillar, rebuked him in a low voice, "Bastard, you won't succeed. The most important thing for the ritual to summon the Blood God is a Daywalker. Do you dare to provoke him? Hundreds of blood kin in New York have already died or been injured because of you. The European Elder Council won't let you off!"
"Daywalker!?" Deacon Frost walked up to the speaking pure-blood vampire with an arrogant stride and glared at him. "Speaking of which, it's really funny. When did the Elder Council ever care about the lives of us half-bloods!"
"Also, who told you that you must have a Daywalker to complete the ritual?" Deacon Frost said with an exaggerated expression, "Do you know? I found a perfect substitute!"
The pure-blood vampire snorted lowly. "'Impossible. The sacred book clearly states that only the blood of a Daywalker can complete the ritual and summon the Blood God!'"
"You pure-bloods, you always cling to these old notions, lying in your coffins. Times are advancing, humans are developing, and we can't fall behind either!" Deacon Frost patted the pure-blood vampire's face.
The pure-blood vampire let out a low roar, his angry eyes turning completely red.
"How about it? Come and meet my ally, and the sacrificial offering I prepared for the Blood God!"
As Deacon Frost's words fell, a long-haired figure walked out from the underground passage.
(End of Chapter)
