Chapter 132 R: The Bat Incident (XIV)

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 battle suit was also very beautiful. Compared with the dazzling color before, it had a deeper and more serious beauty.

More importantly, this color could make him blend into the shadows and no longer be so easy to be discovered, at least from a visual perspective.

If the group of vampires really came to chase him because of his image problem, it shouldn't happen now, Peter thought.

But in the end, the situation of him being chased by a group of crazy vampires did not improve. Spider-Man was almost out of Brooklyn, and there were still many high-level vampires who could teleport, following him all the time.

Peter was not only able to run away, he was just strategically shifting. He swung across the building between a tall building and then hung behind this building. If the group of vampires wanted to catch him, they had to gather in the shadow of this building. The shadows of the surrounding buildings did not overlap with this place, and there was only such a small area to stand.

Most vampires were guided by instinct and teleported directly to the shadow under the wall. Spider-Man hung above and saw that most of the vampires chasing him were standing in this small shadow. He threw a blizzard generator down and froze them all into ice.

Then he slid down along the spider silk and went to the group of frozen vampires. He looked left and right but didn't find anything special.

He found a crowbar from the side and knocked the ice off the head of a high-level vampire who looked rational.

"Why are you chasing me?" Peter asked him.

The vampire glared at Peter fiercely and said, "You are the sacrifice designated by the Lord Bat God! You damn human! I will catch you, drain your blood, and then hand you over to the great Lord Bat God!! He will lead us to rule the world!!!"

Peter was almost stunned. He said, "The sacrifice designated by the Lord Bat God? I don't even know your god, why are you looking for me?"

But the vampire kept repeating something about the great Lord Bat God. Peter asked for a long time but didn't get any useful information.

Peter thought this matter itself was a clue, so he called Schiller and told him everything that had just happened.

In the laboratory of Stark Tower, Schiller was holding the phone and communicating with Nick. He said, "I have some speculations about this. The guard of the Lord Bat God should be real.

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Nick was very confused. He asked, "Is there really a Lord Bat God? We have monitored vampires for so many years, and we have never seen the Lord Bat God descend. Why is he coming again at this time? "

"And as far as I know, they were beaten even worse in the battle in the East. Almost half of the vampires were completely killed. Where did the bat god who protected them go at that time?"

"You and I both know that it is unlikely that any real god will come to this world."

Nick heard Schiller's implication and said, "But you also said that the guards of the bat god do exist."

"Yes, but he may not be the guards of the bat god. Simply put, the group of bats were deceived."

Schiller said, "You should have seen this routine. Some extraordinary creatures with powerful powers want to gather believers or achieve some purpose in the name of God."

"That's right. 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 who is the other party?"

"I have some speculations about this, but I am still not sure. But no matter who comes, there is only one solution..."

"What is that?"

"Haven't you found out where the network cable connection went? "

Nick was silent for a moment, then said: "Are you sure this will work? I checked, there are indeed people stationed there, but they should be just some ordinary members..."

"That's enough. As far as I know, their boss can't tolerate any sand in his eyes."

Outside the door of No. 177 in Manhattan, a young man in a sweatshirt came out and shouted: "Mrs. Edith! Why is my network signal down?"

A head popped out from the building opposite, and a skinny woman with a head full of curly hair said: "How should I know! Didn't you pay the Internet fee?"

"Impossible, I just paid it a week ago!"

Soon, another fat man poked his head out of the door of No. 177 and said: "Not only is the Internet down, why is there a power outage? What's going on? ”

The young man had no choice but to knock on doors one by one, but the answer he got was that the neighbors’ internet 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 post office function is basically no longer used. Now it is a place to store packages for the residents of the entire street.

Because of their noise, 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 guess it may be that the line is aging.

"This broken post office has a very long history. I don’t even know if the pipelines have been updated. It’s normal for it to break down. Go and ask quickly. Maybe it can be fixed 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 helplessly back to the house. Inside the dark 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?"

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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 would 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 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 and don't flood the package."

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 the helicopter 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: "Chief, 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. , Blow up someone else's toilet? SHIELD can't afford to throw this guy away."

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 retaliate against 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, that wasn't bombed by you, it was bombed by those dark night nobles who claim to be noble."

"Okay." Schiller turned the phone to the other 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. target.”

"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 should be able to guess their origins pretty close."

"Really? Who do you think they are?"

"They are also bats, or vampires. You can also call them the Morlun family."