The impact was so violent that the two nearly melded into one!
The vampire warrior’s longsword, braced against Qian Ye’s left arm shield, had been twisted out of shape, and its blade instead cut into its wielder. With another roar, Qian Ye pushed with all his might, finally forcing the vampire warrior to stagger backward.
All the vampire warriors were momentarily stunned; their coordinated attack formation crumbled instantly. In a head-to-head confrontation, they had actually lost to a human of equal rank? This was simply unbelievable!
Qian Ye had been waiting for this moment to breach their formation. He continued to push the vampire warrior in front of him, rushing forward for several dozen steps before stopping. At the same time, his hand-axe flashed out, cleaving the unprepared vampire warrior from shoulder to chest.
Without pausing, Qian Ye took a step to the side, spun around, and the vampire warrior who had dashed up behind him found himself lunging into empty air. The companion beside the first vampire collided with Qian Ye, the dull thuds of flesh striking flesh sounding repeatedly.
When the two separated, Qian Ye flew backward, landing steadily, while the vampire warrior collapsed on the spot.
The elderly vampire’s brows furrowed deeply as he observed. This human, though somewhat slender, exuded an enormous power that even surpassed these carefully selected vampire warriors! Moreover, his strikes were ruthlessly lethal, often deciding life and death in a single blow.
The old vampire did not wish to lose any more warriors. He drew his own sword, infused it with blood force, and the blade gradually turned transparent, enveloped in a reddish glow, emitting a faint hum.
He signaled his subordinates to adopt a defensive stance, then began to approach Qian Ye. But just as he started, a wave of weakness overcame him, as if a large hole had opened inside his body, and the abundant blood force rapidly drained away, leaving his hand too weak to hold the sword, which clattered to the ground!
The old vampire was taken aback. He looked down, his face turning deathly pale as he cried out in shock.
With the robust constitution of the vampires, the wound on his arm should have closed and stopped bleeding. Yet, not only did it fail to close, but it grew wider. The flesh around the wound curled, oozing black-purple blood, and the muscle was rotting away at a visible rate!
Vampire blood is usually bright red, full of potent vitality. But the purple-black blood seeping from the wound reeked of decay and death.
Upon inhaling this odor, the elder felt dizzy. Realization struck him, and he shouted, “Poison! Deadly poison!”
The old vampire swayed, unable to stand, and collapsed to the ground.
The surrounding vampire warriors were horrified. Some wanted to break off the battle to check on the elder, while others, having just switched to a defensive stance, now scrambled to launch an attack in a panic.
Amidst the chaos, Qian Ye unleashed a deep roar, seizing every opportunity to slice, burst, and maneuver, cutting down two more in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, the battle ended. Qian Ye had slain all the vampire warriors, but he was also wounded. These vampire warriors were quite formidable when they fought with all their might.
Qian Ye’s wounds burned, oozing blood and white vapor, with the deeper tissues turning black as if charred.
These vampire swords were etched with origin arrays, allowing dark origin power to seep through and harm the opponent. Qian Ye’s injuries were caused by this dark origin power. From past experience, such wounds were the most troublesome. They wouldn’t heal unless the dark origin power was completely purged, and the longer it remained, the worse the injury would become.
The pain was intense, yet it stimulated Qian Ye’s nerves, making him increasingly excited. He felt as if his blood was boiling, with intense thirst and exhilaration intertwining, driving him to the brink of madness.
The bodies of the vampire warriors lay strewn about, their blood flowing, a thick, blood-scented mist rising and hovering under Qian Ye’s nose. Instinctively, he took a deep breath and immediately realized his mistake!
The smell of blood instantly ignited his consciousness, and all the blood force within him began to boil.
The overwhelming thirst quickly became the dominant will. When Qian Ye could no longer hold his breath and inhaled another deep breath of the blood-scented mist, it was like a parched person suddenly drinking sweet water, or a virgin entering his beloved goddess’s body for the first time. The instant satisfaction and pleasure made Qian Ye moan softly.
Qian Ye pounced onto a vampire warrior’s corpse, mouth wide open, ready to sink his teeth into the neck!
Yet, deep within his mind, a voice screamed, trying to stop him. Though weak, the voice was persistent, and neither the thirst nor the pleasure could suppress it entirely.
At that moment, a putrid stench wafted past Qian Ye’s nose, spoiling his appetite. He suddenly looked up to see the elderly vampire, somehow standing, holding his sword, trembling as he tried to strike!
Without a word, Qian Ye coiled and leaped, crashing into the old vampire’s arms, grabbing his neck, and lifting him off the ground!
At this moment, Qian Ye’s blood force boiled, and golden and purple blood force surged like flying fish, enhancing his strength even further.
In this world where dawn origin power was thin, the dark sun appeared, faintly outlining a form, as if it would break through the barrier at any moment, and the resonance still transmitted, drawing the bloodlust and brutality to every corner.
Without hesitation, Qian Ye exerted his left hand, and with a crack, he snapped the old vampire’s neck! He slowly released his grip, watching the old vampire’s body fall, and only then did the intense, frenzied emotions subside, gradually calming him.
The old vampire’s body emitted a stronger putrid stench. Qian Ye squatted, flipping the corpse over, and saw the wound on the upper arm. The wound was completely rotted, revealing a segment of bone, and large, abnormal patches of blue and purple appeared under the old man’s skin. His mouth oozed blood, a dark, bluish color.
The old vampire had been too careless, relying on his sturdy defenses to block Qian Ye’s origin bullet. However, Qian Ye’s hand-made bullets contained a trace of blood force, particularly deadly to dark races, especially vampires. The effect became even more pronounced after incorporating the boiling blood into his cultivation.
Suppressing the urge to drink blood, Qian Ye began to search the battlefield. The rich, blood-scented mist still emitted an energy-rich aroma, like a feast before him that he couldn’t enjoy. After the werewolf totem mission, Qian Ye had realized that, due to his vampire constitution, drinking blood might be the most effective restorative. Yet, he still controlled himself, refraining from drinking, regardless of the race.
The longswords used by these vampire warriors were all well-crafted. The origin arrays etched on them were designed for dark origin power, and using dawn origin power would reduce their effectiveness, but they would still fetch a high price on the black market.
Each of these swords could sell for at least ten gold coins. However, in the intense battle, more than half of the swords were bent or damaged, with only two remaining intact.
The old vampire’s sword was particularly exquisite, with intricate craftsmanship. When Qian Ye infused it with his blood-infused origin power, the blade glowed with a deep, bloody hue! In Qian Ye’s hands, the sword’s power surpassed what it had in the old man’s grasp.
However, upon weighing it, Qian Ye found it too light, and he didn’t like it. He sheathed the sword and continued searching the old man, finding a second-grade origin pistol and a leather bag containing a dozen crystal coins. The old man also wore a leather chest armor, another finely crafted piece with an origin array.
Qian Ye naturally didn’t let such treasures go, quickly stripping them off. As for the armor of the other vampire warriors, without origin arrays, they were of little interest to him.
Qian Ye inventoried his spoils: six origin pistols, with the old man’s being the only second-grade one, the rest being first-grade. About fifty crystal coins, a set of chest armor, and three origin longswords. Finally, he knocked out all the vampire fangs, completing the battlefield cleanup.
Looking at his bulging backpack, Qian Ye realized for the first time how quickly slaughter and plunder brought wealth. In the Red Scorpion, the loot was collected and distributed by the legion, and soldiers earned merit points based on their battle achievements. Back then, various training and auxiliary items required many points, so Qian Ye had always been financially strained. Over time, those points had gradually converted into his own strength.
Now, with these spoils, Qian Ye could exchange for resources, especially rare medicines that would accelerate his origin power cultivation. Though his progress with the Military Art had already reached the rank of Warrior King, he needed to remember that the origin power he cultivated served two purposes—one for the dawn origin power and the other for feeding his blood force.
The blood force had brought profound changes to Qian Ye. Night vision and the vampire constitution were practical abilities, and his physical strength had significantly improved his progress with the Military Art.
Since the blood force had become a part of him, Qian Ye had no choice but to accept it.
After quickly clearing the battlefield, Qian Ye glanced toward the direction of the Red Scorpion escape pod crash site, suppressing his intense emotions. Xiao Cai Niao was the last survivor, and judging by the squad the old vampire led, a powerful clan must be operating nearby.
Driven by a fierce desire for revenge, Qian Ye had targeted this vampire squad and, with a bit of luck, had annihilated them, but he was also severely injured. This calmed him slightly, as the Red Scorpion’s missions were never simple, and he had done the best he could with his current strength.
Qian Ye took one last look at the battlefield and then turned to leave, heading into the wilderness. Shortly after he left, a dozen or so vampire warriors appeared on the mountain.
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