This flower, beautiful and yet unbearably gruesome, signifies order, an unyielding force that none can defy.
Moreover, standing beside the young vampire on his throne was an elder, exuding a deep and heavy aura. He was merely an ordinary count, yet he was a true member of the Monroe clan, not like the young vampire on the throne, who had returned to the Monroe clan only after awakening his bloodline during his growth.
The young vampire grew increasingly agitated as he spoke, his face flushed with an unusual red, anger and excitement mingling until it reached its peak. Suddenly, he stood up, pointing a finger at the sky, his hysterical voice echoing throughout the castle:
“Who? Who will go and fetch me the head of that lowly human? Who will defend the ancient glory of the Monroes, thousands of years old? Go, all of you, find that human! Find him and kill him!!”
As if in response to some mysterious call, the earth suddenly trembled, and distant roars echoed. The entire great hall of the castle shook, dust and debris falling from the ceiling.
The sudden change brought a moment of silence to the hall, everyone looking around, searching for the source of the disturbance. The young vampire’s hand was still raised high in the air, his expression frozen in mid-sentence, even his mouth remained open, holding the last shape of his words.
An indescribable gloom and pressure silently spread.
At the entrance of the castle, the heavy door flew off its tracks and crashed to the ground. Several warriors were crushed beneath the mass of metal, their sounds already gone, only to be replaced by a steady stream of blood seeping out from under the door, spreading further.
Amidst the rising dust, Qian Ye, holding the East Peak, calmly walked into the castle, speaking softly: “No need to search, I’m already here.”
Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the castle, which could accommodate several carriages, the cannon fodder of the Dark Squadron howled as they charged forward, while the true dark warriors rushed down the main staircase. They surged toward Qian Ye like a black tide, layer upon layer.
In the distance, a figure moved like a stormy lightning, crossing mountains and rivers at an unbelievable speed. His steps were domineering, each landing causing the earth to crumble and stones to shatter, but when gliding through the air, his movements were graceful, a straightening of the back and a narrowing of the waist propelling him dozens of meters, as if a bird in flight.
No matter what obstacle lay ahead, he leaped over it without hesitation, even a hundred-meter cliff could be surmounted with a single leap. His path was a straight line, leading directly to the vampire castle where Qian Ye had just stepped in.
He paused atop a mountain, transitioning from extreme motion to utter stillness in a natural manner, as if it was meant to be so.
Ahead, another solitary peak stood, on top of which a slender figure, surrounded by a light mist, appeared faint and indistinct. Yet, this did nothing to diminish her allure; instead, it added a mysterious charm.
The man with golden hair and blue-gray eyes, suddenly deepened, said gravely, “Twilight.”
Twilight replied with a slight smile, calling softly, “William.”
William slowly raised his hand, loosening the collar of his shirt, and laughed, “You want to stop me?”
Twilight smiled seductively, saying, “No, just wanted to chat.”
William’s face lit up with a radiant, sincere smile, “I don’t chat with old and ugly women.”
Twilight’s smile faltered, twisted for a moment before returning, and she showed a mischievous, ambiguous expression, her hands making a grabbing motion, “But I like plucking the fur from big dogs!”
Big Dog was the disdainful term vampires used for werewolves, but William was not angered. Instead, he showed a thoughtful look, glancing up at the Iron Curtain. Both Twilight and William’s strength exceeded the Iron Curtain’s limits, and suppressing their combat power would lead to a bitter, prolonged battle. Twilight excelled in speed and agility, and if she aimed to delay and entangle, the fight could drag on indefinitely.
When William looked back at Twilight, his eyes held a new determination.
Twilight felt a sudden panic, managing to say, “William, what are you doing? Don’t be reckless!”
“Stand aside!” William shouted, his momentum suddenly rising, quickly crossing the threshold, but he didn’t stop!
“You!” Twilight, greatly alarmed, had been active under the Iron Curtain for a long time, well aware of the terror of the Sky Demons. Even if William knew what she was planning, why was he so rash as to seek mutual destruction?
Yet, William didn’t stop, his power surging to the level of a count, and still climbing!
Twilight’s last hope vanished. Her own strength was no match for William, and if she waited for him to unleash his full combat power, she would be severely injured, if not killed outright. She bit her lower lip, her eyes flashing with determination, and launched herself at William. Covering a hundred meters in an instant, her short sword stabbed at William’s chest.
William produced an ancient, rugged double-barreled pistol, the muzzle flashing with light, and fired two shots at Twilight in the blink of an eye. When the muzzle emitted a profound light pattern, Twilight’s hair nearly stood on end!
The gunshot was like thunder, rivaling the roar of heavy artillery. The mountain peak beneath William’s feet was riddled with cracks, his feet sinking deep into the rock, which was as hard as any alloy, revealing the immense recoil of the shots.
Two green orbs of light, one after the other, hit the mountain peak where Twilight had stood, causing a massive explosion, sending rocks, broken trees, and dirt flying. The entire peak was reduced in height.
Yet, in the instant the original force struck, Twilight’s figure vanished, reappearing behind William! Her left hand formed a claw, piercing straight through, leaving five bloody lines on William’s back.
But such a minor injury was negligible to William. He turned, swung his gun, and the muzzle spat out a condensed, unyielding beam, forming a light sword, slicing through Twilight!
Twilight’s figure was cut in half, the upper and lower parts twisting and fading into wisps of black smoke, revealing that it was still an illusion.
Twilight reappeared dozens of meters away, floating in the air, her face slightly pale, a few strands of hair breaking in the middle and drifting down. Clearly, William’s attack had not been entirely futile, and she had taken a small hit.
After this full-out exchange, both sides had a good understanding of each other’s combat power. Vampires were known for their speed, and Twilight had pushed it to the extreme, her burst almost instantaneous. Her domain also had a disorienting effect, making her actions unpredictable and ghostly.
But the werewolves were not far behind in speed. They excelled in close combat, and speed was a critical factor. While William might not be as agile as Twilight in short-range maneuvers, his strength and physical prowess far exceeded hers.
Both had their advantages, and without using their trump cards, the outcome would be uncertain in the short term. Moreover, after their initial clash, Twilight realized that William might have advanced to the rank of a powerful count, putting her at a disadvantage.
Just as Twilight hesitated, the sky tore open, clouds churning, and the Iron Curtain undulating. The cold, vast will of the Sky Demon descended, and a giant eye began to form in the air.
Twilight’s face changed dramatically, but with William nearby, how could she easily escape? If that eye fully formed, even she would not escape.
William suddenly let out a long howl, leaping out. His body was engulfed in a strong light, transforming into a giant wolf mid-air, his speed increasing, and he vanished in an instant.
The Sky Demon’s will swept over the giant wolf, pausing for a moment, then, astonishingly, it let him go, turning towards Twilight!
Twilight stared in shock, suddenly realizing that the Sky Demon and similar void entities often overlooked various beasts, even those whose strength clearly exceeded the limits. However, in the Eternal Night continent, there were few native beasts over Level 10, so everyone had overlooked this loophole.
Legends in the dark world claimed that William of the Peaks had an exceptionally powerful bloodline, awakening the blood of the ancients, which had not appeared in a thousand years. It turned out that William’s battle form was a giant wolf that could deceive the Sky Demon.
For a moment, Twilight was dumbfounded by William’s audacity. But now was not the time to be stunned. In a life-or-death situation, a brooch on Twilight’s chest shattered, releasing a crimson, translucent blood pearl.
The blood pearl instantly turned into a large cloud of blood, enveloping Twilight, and within the fog, a fierce beast appeared. The hundred-meter-tall beast roared to the sky, leaped, and pounced on the giant eye in the air, colliding with the gaze of the Sky Demon!
The beast exploded, the cloud of blood dissipating. However, it was indeed powerful, and it managed to block the Sky Demon’s gaze for a moment, until all the blood fog vanished, and the Sky Demon’s gaze resumed, focusing on Twilight.
The figure Twilight left behind distorted and then faded. Her real body had already taken the opportunity to escape, avoiding the Sky Demon’s detection.
However, the blood in the brooch was near the level of origin blood, and when transformed into the blood beast, its power was equivalent to a marquis-level strike, making it extremely valuable, a treasure Twilight used to save her life. It could be said that a large part of her wealth was in that blood brooch, and now she had to use it to escape.
A short while later, Twilight’s figure appeared in the shadows of a distant forest. She looked at the still-present giant eye in the sky, her face pale, fear still lingering in her eyes. As someone with extremely sharp senses, she felt the Sky Demon’s pressure more intensely than others. Just now, she had narrowly escaped death. If the blood beast had not blocked the Sky Demon’s gaze, she would have been the one to turn to dust.
But thinking of the value of the brooch, Twilight felt a deep pain, her eyes burning with rage as she looked in the direction William had fled.
Under the Iron Curtain, William’s method of escaping in the form of a giant wolf was unbeatable, and Twilight’s various tactics were rendered useless. In the next battle, William wouldn’t need to exert much effort; he could simply transform and flee, while Twilight had no second blood brooch.
After calming down, Twilight suddenly frowned, “Something’s not right! Why is William, who should be overseeing his territory, suddenly here? Is there something else planned at the Peaks?”
At this moment, William, transformed into a giant wolf, no longer restrained, his original force skyrocketed, and he sped off, a silver bolt streaking across the sky.
In the castle, Qian Ye, holding the East Peak, walked step by step towards the wide staircase of the main building. Around him, a tide of cannon fodder and dark warriors surged, and the guards on the high points reacted, gunfire erupting continuously.
As various attacks neared, the sea wave reappeared around Qian Ye, covering the entire castle courtyard.
The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, the fissures spreading rapidly in all directions. All dark race warriors within the domain were flattened by the terrifying pressure, even the robust spider-demons and werewolves. The original force bullets aimed at Qian Ye deflected, splattering on the ground nearby, and some stray bullets fell among the dark warriors.
At the edge of the courtyard, a power pipe, under the heavy pressure of the sea, twisted and ruptured, spewing out a large amount of steam, creating a white wave that swept through half the courtyard. The high-temperature steam instantly scalded many cannon fodder, resulting in cries of agony and the sharp shrieks of the servant spiders.
The courtyard filled with steam, like morning mist in the mountains, but the scent of blood grew stronger.
Qian Ye walked out unharmed, climbing the steps, and stopped outside the grand entrance of the main building, pausing for a moment before stepping into the great hall.
The young vampire on the throne still stood there in a daze, watching Qian Ye approach calmly, his face filled with disbelief. It wasn’t until Qian Ye entered the hall that he reacted. But his first words were not to order an attack, but to ask the elder beside him, “Didn’t we have many warriors outside?”
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