Chapter 4 Dennis, the Blood Xenomorph, still didn't realize that falling into the hands of this guy would be more painful than death.
"Tell me your account, and I'll transfer a lot of money to you!" Dennis didn't understand the terror hidden in Duval's words, and quickly said, "Whatever your purpose is, I can help you. I swear in the name of the Vampire Clan—"
"Enough, clans mean nothing to me."
Duval interrupted him and slowly walked over after the battle had settled.
Four Courier Xenomorphs against six vampires with guns resulted in two lightly injured Courier Xenomorphs. This casualty ratio was barely acceptable because Courier Xenomorphs were inherently weak.
Courier Xenomorphs are born from parasitizing low-level mammals like cats, dogs, cattle, and horses. They are born able to walk on all fours, and spend most of their lives moving on all fours like their hosts, making them the lowest level in the Xenomorph social structure.
They possess the lowest attack power but have slightly higher agility, which is gained at the expense of their relatively small size—about 2.2 meters tall when standing upright.
Compared to Drone Xenomorphs and Warrior Xenomorphs, which can only move with their tails when they first burst from the chest and take several hours to develop and stand upright, Courier Xenomorphs mature much faster.
The only commendable thing is that Courier Xenomorphs have the ability to actively spit blood, which Drone Xenomorphs and Warrior Xenomorphs do not possess.
These four Courier Xenomorphs were born from parasitizing ordinary low-level animals, so there's not much to expect from their hard strength.
Duval took a close look at the police officer who was being devoured.
"If I were you, I would get rid of him immediately and blow his head off."
Duval said, "His body is already full of the Vampire Virus and will gradually be transformed into a vampire. It's best to kill him completely before the transformation."
George was still holding his gun, his only source of strength.
As for the young officers beside him? They were already scared out of their wits. These young people were experiencing the dark side of the world for the first time.
"Vampires, vampires... there really are vampires in this world... and these monsters..." A young police officer muttered to himself, staring blankly at everything in front of him, unable to help but vomit.
The vampires who couldn't be killed even by bullets were skewered by the Xenomorphs, blood and flesh splattering everywhere, a truly tragic sight.
"More than just vampires, the excitement of this planet will exceed your imagination. It wouldn't be surprising if demons or gods appeared," Duval replied with a smile, his every move appearing extremely casual and natural.
If one ignored the terrifying Xenomorphs that always surrounded him, as if surrounding an emperor, he had the potential to become a caring confidant.
"Sir, thank you—and your... companions, for saving our lives." George suppressed his racing heart. The experience of the past few minutes was too stimulating for him. He tried to keep his voice steady, but a slight tremor still inadvertently revealed itself. "I will treat my colleague with caution."
"That's good. It's easier to deal with someone with your insight. What's your name, officer?"
"George Stacy."
Duval stroked his chin. This name, this age, hmm, it seemed to be Gwen's father.
"Sir, I don't know your name yet. What do you plan to do with these vampires?" George asked, summoning his courage.
Accompanying his words were the constant dripping sounds from the Xenomorphs, some from the vampires' blood, and some from their own.
"You'll have a chance to know my name in the future. In short, don't come here again. No matter who gave you the order, don't come to this area. The person who gave you the order wants you dead."
Duval waved his hand casually.
Although he didn't have the top-notch intelligence of people like Iron Man and Su Rui, he still had basic reasoning abilities.
"Chief, this guy is raising strange creatures. Isn't that illegal too..." The police officer finished vomiting, wiped his mouth, glanced at George, and started vomiting again.
"Well said, I like righteous people the most, but I'll believe what you said if you arrest Tony Stark first."
Duval left, taking the Xenomorphs with him and disappearing into the darkness, leaving only the mess behind to prove that something extraordinary had just happened here.
George looked down at his colleague, who had been bitten beyond recognition, and after a moment of silence, shot him in the head.
"Chief!"
"Shut up, I know what I'm doing! This matter won't end here. I will hold that guy accountable!" George's face was livid, as gloomy as water. He hated the bastard who gave him the order, causing him to lose a great young colleague!
Supernatural events were not something that ordinary people like them, without any preparation, could handle. Even if they really had to deal with it, they should have been told in advance so they could bring enough manpower and weapons!
"Chief, you said earlier that it was animal rights activists who reported the case."
"I lied to you. If it were just animal rights activists, the department wouldn't have sent so many of us here."
As for how to conclude this case on the surface... just say it was done by vampires. That's right, it's perfectly reasonable for these blood-sucking creatures to catch small animals to suck blood.
And that stranger who controlled the strange creatures must also be an individual with extraordinary powers.
He even saved their lives from the vampires.
...
For Duval, rescuing a few police officers was just a small interlude; the vampires he had captured were his real focus.
Along the way, he showed great concern for these vampires, genuinely afraid they would die.
This act of kindness overwhelmed the dying vampires, who couldn't understand it. One vampire seized the opportunity to suggest that if the Xenomorphs let them down, they might be able to be saved.
Ignoring them, Duval brought them back to the underground cave, directing the Xenomorphs to roughly throw these helpless creatures onto the ground.
Dennis hurriedly looked around, realizing that this place resembled the nest of some kind of underground monster, filled with strange, gooey substances everywhere.
There was also a strange pipe running through the cave, and he saw three bizarre eggs below it. Something inside the eggs clearly sensed their arrival and immediately became excited.
Just a glance was enough for Dennis to instinctively feel a bone-chilling cold, as if he was being watched by something terrifying.
"Six vampires, one at a time."
Duval personally grabbed a vampire by the neck and pressed him against one of the eggs.
Instantly, the egg seemed to bloom, with four "petals" opening at the top. Immediately afterward, a strange creature resembling a large spider crawled out.
A Facehugger! "Let me go, what do you want to do!! Ugh..."
The vampire quickly became speechless as the Facehugger enveloped his entire face. He felt an unknown substance being injected into his body, and soon his consciousness began to fade, gradually falling asleep.
"What, what is happening?" Dennis watched in bewilderment, realizing that this should be something terrible, but he just couldn't understand it.
"You'll find out soon enough."
Duval constantly sensed the connection with the Facehugger, and upon confirming the successful implantation, he was overjoyed.
This success was of extraordinary significance, as it was the first time a Facehugger had successfully implanted itself into a special host.
Next was patient waiting.
Duval himself was an extremely patient person, much like the Xenomorphs, who would endure for a long time like inanimate objects in order to seize the opportunity for a fatal strike.
Finally, when the vampire woke up again, he looked dazed, shook his head, and easily brushed off the remains of the Facehugger covering his face.
"What did you do to me? How did this thing die?"
"Vampire, you should pay for all the humans you have killed. It is gratifying that you have offered me your strong body, and I will make good use of it."
Under the gaze of blood-red eyes, Duval raised his hand, extended his index finger, and pointed it at the vampire from a distance.
Immediately afterward, something terrifying happened that horrified the other vampires.
A strange bulge appeared on the vampire's chest. Before he could react, a terrifying foreign object burst out of his body, brutally tearing apart the vampire's chest, bathing in blood and flesh, and drilling out!
Desperate wails were like a melodious symphony, and violent convulsions were the most admirable dance.
A new Xenomorph, parasitized by a vampire and possessing the vampire's best genes, was born, emitting its first sharp cry to the world, announcing the formal arrival of a new and infinitely potential transcendent system.
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