Cultivation Chronicles in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 1: The Werewolf and the Yellowbird

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Federal Subway Station in Brooklyn, New York

The continuous rain made the whole city seem gloomy.

It was time to get off work, and the streets were crowded with office workers holding umbrellas and rushing to the subway station entrance in the rain.

"Follow them closely!"

In the bustling crowd, a pretty short-haired woman wearing a black tight leather jacket stared at two strong white men in the crowd.

The two big white guys were holding umbrellas. Apart from looking a little fierce, they looked like ordinary office workers.

However, Selina could smell the smell of these big dogs from two hundred meters away.

They are so familiar, so familiar that it has become a blood feud between the two races that has lasted for hundreds and thousands of years.

Selena nimbly followed the two strong white men through the crowd, gesturing from time to time to signal her companions to follow.

“Pah pah pah pah!”

It was raining heavily, and the raindrops made crackling sounds as they hit the pedestrians' umbrellas.

The cold rain slid down, and the people under the umbrellas wished they could curl up their whole bodies under the umbrellas.

The crowd holding umbrellas and rushing around became Selena's best cover.

From time to time, she used the shadows of passers-by to hide her figure and stared at the target in front of her.

"How dare these filthy big dogs appear on the streets of New York City without hiding in the sewers?"

The rain wet her black hair, and Selina subconsciously touched the pistol at her waist.

As the most outstanding death walker of the vampires in the past hundred years, countless werewolves have died at her hands.

Selena felt disgust from the bottom of her heart for these dirty big dogs who killed her parents and family.

"Sniff..."

One of the two white men suddenly stopped and flared his nose, as if he smelled something.

He turned his head suddenly, his eyes fixed on Selina behind him.

"Stinky bat!"

The big white man in a denim jacket and with thick chest hair yelled angrily, then suddenly pulled out a pistol from behind him, pointed it at Selena and pulled the trigger.

“Bang, bang, bang~~”

Fierce gunfire rang out and the whole street seemed to explode.

Many people simply threw away their umbrellas and skillfully rushed to both sides of the street to find shelter.

The streets were filled with people fleeing in panic.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Selina leaned back and performed a movement that was almost impossible for a human to accomplish. Her body almost touched the ground. After dodging the bullet, she swung her hands flexibly at her waist.

Two black Boleta F92S pistols appeared in Selina's hands.

In her hands, the two obviously modified black pistols fired at a rate comparable to that of automatic rifles.

The two men drew their guns and shot at each other. Bullets flew through the crowd, and from time to time some unlucky guy would be shot and fall to the ground, howling in pain.

Bang, bang, bang…

The white man's companion reacted, pulled out his pistol and joined the battle.

On the other side, several Death Walkers following Selina also rushed over.

In the melee between the two sides, the Death Walkers clearly had the advantage in numbers.

"Bang!"

A silver-white bullet grazed the white man's cheek, leaving a blood mark as thick as a finger.

The bullets mixed with silver nitrate made the white man's wounds feel as if they were splashed with strong acid, with white smoke coming out with a hissing sound.

"roar!"

The white man roared in pain and covered his face with his hands. Deep in his eyes, there was a faint animal light like a wolf's eyes.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The sturdy white man emptied the magazine in one breath, and then dragged his companion who was hit by several bullets back to the alley.

"Chase!"

Selina growled and chased into the alley with guns in both hands.

The sound of messy footsteps was not far ahead. Selina suddenly felt a chill. She stopped abruptly, flashed quickly, and stuck close to the wall.

"Bang_"

A bullet flashing purple fluorescence almost grazed her leather jacket.

"ah!… "

Behind Selina, a Death Walker who had just followed was unlucky enough to be hit by the bullet and turned into ashes with a painful wail.

"What is this?"

Selina could almost feel her heart beating wildly after it had stopped for who knows how long.

Faced with death, she felt a little dry in the mouth.

"I'll stop these stinky bats, you go notify the boss!"

At the corner of the alley, the sturdy white man seemed to be unable to control himself and immediately revealed his companion in orc form.

He shouted with a frown as he loaded UV bullets into the magazine.

"roar!"

Before he could finish his words, a thick wolf claw grabbed his shoulder.

A gray-haired werewolf that stood more than two meters tall let out a roar, and jumped over the white man and rushed into the alley.

"OMG, what kind of monster is this..."

In the corner of the alley, under a shed built of broken cardboard boxes, a homeless man in tattered clothes looked at the magical scene in front of him and couldn't help but exclaimed.

“Damn it!”

The sturdy white man looked at his accomplice who had completely transformed into an orc, frowned, and shot the homeless man in the head with a backhand shot.

Then he ran deeper into the alley without looking back.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

There was a burst of dense gunfire behind him, but the white man completely ignored it.

He covered his face with one hand and held the gun with the other, running as fast as he could. He needed to get back to the "Wolf's Lair" as soon as possible to inform the leader.

"Perfect Blood" is related to the leader's great cause and the rise of werewolves. It will be troublesome if those vampires find out.

“Get lost!”

At the end of the alley, a figure holding a black umbrella walked towards the white man calmly.

The alley was not wide, and both sides of the alley were full of debris. The umbrella of the person walking towards him almost covered half of the alley.

The big white guy rushed forward without thinking.

Bang!

The white man felt something was wrong as soon as his shoulder touched the person's body. It felt like hitting a steel plate.

He looked up in surprise, and saw a pair of dark eyes staring at him with interest under the umbrella.

Just like a butcher in a slaughterhouse staring at a lamb to be slaughtered.

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Werewolves are creatures with strong physiques and super self-healing abilities. Ordinary pistol bullets are useless against them.

A fully beasted werewolf is more than enough to massacre an unsuspecting federal police force.

However, for the vampires who have fought with them for hundreds of years, they are well aware of the habits and weaknesses of these big dogs.

Silver, just like they are afraid of sunlight, these werewolves are afraid of silver.

“Puff!”

Selina swung her sword back, and the silver-plated medieval two-handed sword directly chopped off a huge wolf's head.

“Trouble!”

Selina wiped the antique knight's sword in her hand and looked at the bullet handed to her by her companion. The sparkling purple light in the crystal-like bullet made her whisper.

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