"I'll leave the cleanup here to you. I still need to check on the situation at the London Library..." After the dust settled, Mike waved his hand, creating a spatial gate, and bid farewell to Raphael: "If there's a chance, see you next time!"
Mike's main purpose in coming here was to help Alexander find his second son, William. Now that he had clues and the trouble here was resolved, he naturally wanted to go there and check before nightfall.
"Wait..." Raphael, seeing Mike so eager to leave, subconsciously called out to him.
"Is there anything else?" Mike, with one foot already in the spatial gate, turned back to ask.
"No, nothing." Raphael, feeling immense pressure from Mike's gaze, finally shook his head and let him leave.
Now that the Demon Heart within Adam had been completely expelled, there was naturally no need to suppress it with the Flame Holy Sword anymore.
Raphael had called out to Mike because he wanted to reclaim the Flame Holy Sword and return it to God.
However, through their interactions over the past two days, Raphael had a general understanding of Mike's personality.
He knew that even if he spoke up now, the other party probably wouldn't return something he had already obtained.
So, instead of doing something futile now, it would be better to find another opportunity next time.
"He's being enigmatic..." How could Mike, with his mind-reading ability, not know Raphael's intentions?
It was just that a divine artifact he had obtained could not possibly be handed back.
So, feigning ignorance, he bid farewell again: "Then, see you next time."
Without giving the other party time to react, after another farewell, Mike stepped into the spatial gate and disappeared from Raphael's sight.
"Don't think too much about it," Crowley seemed to have guessed his good friend's intention and patted his shoulder in comfort.
Then, he said with a solemn expression: "Next, let's think about how to deal with the blame from above."
Crowley, being part of the dark faction, was strictly speaking a subordinate of Satan.
Although he didn't directly confront Satan this time, his actions were enough for Satan to resent him.
As for Raphael, Adam's matter certainly couldn't be hidden, plus the matter of stealing the divine artifact.
That was enough for him to be in trouble with God.
Of course, this did not even delve into the matter of Raphael and Crowley, an Angel and a Demon, "colluding" with each other.
In short, their lives would definitely not be easy for a while.
...
"The 'Reaper' you mentioned is hidden here?" In front of the London Library, Blade, wearing a trench coat and carrying two alloy longswords on his back, turned to look at the curvy Vampire beside him.
"Yes, according to reliable sources, that 'Reaper' is hiding in this library. He has a brutal nature, and if he isn't eliminated in time, he will definitely be a disaster for ordinary people..." Nyssa, dressed in a tight suit, emphasized the danger of the enhanced hybrid to humans.
Beside Nyssa, there were also four elite Vampires, also dressed in tight suits.
With the advancement of technology, a small number of Vampire families had learned to use technology to resist the ultraviolet rays in sunlight.
And the reason Nyssa and other elite Vampires could appear in front of the library during the day was precisely because of their specially made anti-ultraviolet clothing.
"Then let's act quickly. After eliminating the 'Reaper' you mentioned, I still need to find a way to treat Whistler." Speaking of Whistler, who had been bitten by a Vampire, Blade's gaze towards Nyssa and the others grew colder.
"This can't be entirely our fault. That old man's condition was too poor at the time. If Vampire blood hadn't been injected into him, he wouldn't have lasted until now..." The clever Nyssa still wanted to argue, but seeing Blade's increasingly grim expression, she quickly changed the subject: "Alright, to save time, let's act now."
Blade had rescued Whistler, who had been bitten, last night.
Originally, at that time, he should have eliminated Nyssa and the other Vampires present.
It was just that this Vampire from the Viola Family was too good at arguing. In a few words, she used her family's plight to dispel Blade's killing intent.
Subsequently, through conversation, she even managed to trick Blade into joining her to deal with the enhanced hybrid.
Looking at the current situation, although there was a rift between them, Nyssa's goal had been achieved.
Just as they were about to force their way into the library, Mike, who had just crossed the spatial gate, appeared splendidly before them.
"Eric... and Vampires..." Mike looked at Blade with a strange expression and asked: "How did you get mixed up with Vampires?"
Logically speaking, given Blade's tragic past experiences, even if he died, he shouldn't associate with the Vampires who had harmed him.
Therefore, the current situation looked a bit strange.
"I'm not with them. I'm here only to kill that brutal Vampire called 'Reaper'." Blade, wearing sunglasses, still maintained his cool demeanor.
However, his excessive fidgeting made him look as if he had a guilty conscience.
"I understand, I understand..." Mike, with his mind-reading ability, said with a smile: "After all, this Vampire from the Viola Family is very attractive, both in face and figure."
The reason Blade put aside his prejudices and was tricked into coming here could be attributed to his simple mind, but it also couldn't be ruled out that Nyssa fit his aesthetic perfectly.
As the saying goes: a hero is hard to resist a beauty.
Moreover, Blade had just gone through a major turning point in his life, losing both his family and his "lover."
Being emotionally wounded, he desperately needed external comfort.
This was very understandable...
"No, it's not what you think..." Blade, whose little secret had been exposed, was still habitually stubborn, completely losing his previous coolness.
However, Mike had already lost interest in teasing him further.
"Vampires of the Viola Family, do you know about your Elder going to the weapon base earlier?" Mike, changing his target, looked at Nyssa and the other Vampires.
Mike's current demeanor, to ordinary people, was no different from anyone else, but in the eyes of supernatural beings, it was terrifyingly powerful.
"That was my grandfather. His trip to the weapon base was also at the White Duke's behest. If he offended you in any way, please allow me to apologize on his behalf—" Feeling the pressure from the human in front of her, Nyssa humbly displayed her polite side.
It had to be said that this young Vampire was indeed very good at judging the situation.
"No need for apologies. He has already paid the price with his life." Mike looked at the Vampire with a half-smile.
If it were an ordinary person, seeing this Vampire's performance, they might really mistake her for a good person.
However, it was a pity that she had met Mike, who possessed mind-reading abilities, this time.
"Is that so? I regret my grandfather's matter..." Although Nyssa was cursing inwardly, she still squeezed out a humble smile: "If you need, the Viola Family can apologize to you and offer compensation."
Such a posture could be described as being able to bend and stretch.
It was just that she might have forgotten that in the face of absolute strength, any "schemes" were futile.
"What a pity..." Mike looked at Nyssa, who still had a smile on her face, and the four elite Vampires beside her with indignant expressions. He shook his head slightly, then waved his hand to summon flames, instantly burning the five Vampires to ashes.
As a leader, Nyssa was indeed very competent. However, when she helped her family capture humans to serve as blood bags, she had already been sentenced to death.
Not to mention, a family should be neat and tidy.
"Why did you kill them all?" Blade, who was previously reflecting, suddenly saw the entire Vampire team annihilated.
It was fine that the other Vampires died, but Nyssa's death still touched him a little.
It was something akin to being unable to bear it...
"You don't even know you've been set up. You're a very unsuccessful MIB agent..."
Looking at Blade's foolish appearance, Mike was not in the mood to explain in detail to him. After throwing out a modified [Antidote Serum], he said: "You should recognize this, Whistler is waiting for you to go back and save him."
Blade had often used the Antidote Serum before, so how could he not recognize it?
Holding the potion in his hand, he swallowed the words he wanted to ask, took a deep look at Mike, and finally turned and ran towards the place where Whistler was being kept.