The First Vampire

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The gigantic figure in blue armor steadily approached Count Uman. With every step, his movements grew more weighty until each footfall seemed to cause the earth to shake.

He had reached his utmost speed, like a cannonball launched into the air, causing a muffled whistling sound to echo around him.

The knife that Count Uman had thrown earlier was instantly swallowed up like it had met an avalanche.

The close guards nearby, seeing the oncoming giant in blue armor, didn’t dare to approach him. Instead, they turned in unison to the smaller figure in red armor behind them, thinking him an easy target.

Unfortunately for them, they quickly realized their mistake.

Thump!

The red-armored figure swung his huge hammer without any flourish, catching the first guard and causing him to shriek in pain.

The long sword in the guard’s hand instantly shattered. The terrifying force traveled up his arm like a surge of water and exploded in his body, instantly crushing his internal organs and flesh.

Splurt

The brutal increase in blood pressure caused his veins and skin to burst, transforming his body into a massive cloud of blood mist.

The remaining guards seemed dumbstruck by the gruesome state of their companion, standing still for a moment.

The man in red armor showed no mercy. He charged in and with each swing of his hammer, he crushed the skulls of Count Uman’s guards like a game of whack-a-mole.

On the other side, Count Uman, facing the blue-armored cannonball, took a deep breath. His body swelled slightly, emitting a golden holy light. On his long sword, ten runes formed.

Boom!

The golden sword clashed with the dark blue shield, resulting in a wave of sound that exploded outwards, causing spiderweb-like cracks to form on the walls and pillars all around them, as if they might collapse at any second.

Count Uman and the blue-armored figure locked in place for only three seconds before Count Uman retreated painfully several steps.

The horrifying strength of his foe alarmed him, but it also felt familiar—

This was unmistakably the same mysterious man who had ambushed him by the Ben Liu River, triggering the wailing in Uman Clan’s camp!

No!

He wasn’t human at all!

Count Uman had recognized the power within his opponent. Beneath that blue armor was clearly a Troll Samurai!

A Fifth-Order Troll Samurai, no less!

Even deeper questions ensued—how did Colin convince such a high-ranking Troll Samurai to serve him?

However, the Troll Samurai did not give Count Uman the chance to ponder or catch his breath, immediately attacking again with his massive shield.

Thomp! Thomp! Thomp!

Count Uman dared not take the hits head-on and constantly dodged.

The granite floor beneath him was battered, forming deep pits with each strike. The hallway around them began to shake as if ready to collapse at any moment.

The Guard team of the St. Hilde family was alerted and was rushing over. Still, they were blocked by the man in red armor, who already dispatched Count Uman’s guards.

The swinging hammer carried terrifying force. A grazing blow led to gory wounds, while a direct hit shattered bones.

Boom!

The pillars of the long hallway couldn’t endure the impact any longer and finally fell apart.

Count Uman foresaw the collapse ahead of time and rushed out before it happened.

The pouring rain immediately soaked Count Uman’s entire body. A wound on his lower back was bleeding continuously, and his body temperature and strength were rapidly dropping with the lost blood. The cold rain only accelerated the loss.

I must end this battle quickly!

Count Uman felt a heavy burden in his heart.

Boom!

A blue figure burst out from the collapsing rubble and leapt into the sky, leaving behind a straight trajectory in the air.

Like a terrifying rip in the curtain of rain, the blue-armored figure relentlessly charged toward Count Uman.

“Sanctified Light Shield!”

Count Uman erected his sword straight in front of him, creating a semi-circular shield of light that spread out from the blade.

Thump!

The two once again crashed into each other without hesitation. The falling rain around them seemed to boil, explosively shooting outward.

A vacuum sphere was instantly formed at the center of the impact.

“Sacred Shadow’s Descent!”

Count Uman roared, his eyes suddenly turning a pure gold, cold and devoid of any human emotion or reason.

A massive amount of golden sacred light poured from his body, converging on the long sword he held.

The sword shone with dazzling golden light, illuminating the dark night sky.

The guards of the St. Hilde family, who had just arrived, found their vision overwhelmed by gold and could see nothing else.

A vast and powerful aura filled the air, as if it were purging all the evil in the world.

Sheen!

A glint of golden sword light flashed past.

Night fell again and the downpour continued its rampage. Everything returned to its normal state, as if the earth-shattering golden light that had just appeared was an illusion.

However, the facts proved that it was not an illusion.

With a crisp sound, the giant shield in the hands of the man in blue armor split in two. Even his entire right arm had been cut off at its root and fell to the ground.

But what was strange was that blood did not gush out from his wound, and the man in the armor just stood there, completely unaffected by the injury.

As if it was not his arm that had been cut off.

Watching in puzzlement, Count Uman saw the armored man moved again. With his remaining left hand, he drew a long sword and swung once more at Count Uman.

Count Uman felt a chill in his heart. Has this troll samurai gone mad!?

Just finished using his ultimate move, Count Uman felt weak all over his body. The wound on his lower back continued to cause heart-wrenching pain.

“Who dares to act recklessly in Lion Roar Castle!”

Right then, a booming voice came from a distance.

Count Uman’s face immediately changed from despair to ecstasy because he recognized the voice as that of the captain of the Lion Roar Castle Guard – Knight Chester.

That was also a fifth-level knight!

As Count Uman tried to shout out, his voice was muffled by the slashing blade of the man in the blue armor.

However, he was relieved, for the threat posed by the blue-armored man was significantly reduced after losing one arm. He just had to wait for Knight Chester to arrive.

As for the other individual, the man in the red armor, he was being kept at bay by a group of guards from the St. Hilde family…

Hmm?

That’s not right!

Count Uman’s heart skipped a beat – he saw that the red-armored man had already shaken off the guards and was charging towards him.

Count Uman didn’t dare to neglect and immediately shoved off the blue-armored man with his sword and charged towards Knight Chester.

Just then, Count Uman noticed a gust of strange wind blowing across the top of his head.

Looking up, he realized in shock that a giant figure was right above him, with its vast shadows cast by the dozen-meter-long bat wings, shrouded him completely.

Count Uman struck a counterattack with his sword, only to have it nimbly dodged by the creature. Then a pair of iron-like hands reached down from above, gripping Count Uman’s shoulders.

Squelch!

The ten fingers, sharp as blades, pierced deep into Count Uman’s shoulders.

Thud!

The blue-armored man chased from behind, turned his hands over, and harshly slammed into Count Uman’s waist with the back of his knife.

Among the eerie sounds of cracking bones, Count Uman’s spine was shattered to pieces.

“Ahhh!!!!” Count Uman let out a painful howl, “Chester! Save me!”

“Stop! Put him down!” Knight Chester, wielding a long spear, rushed towards Count Uman like a golden lightning bolt piercing through the curtain of rain.

Boom!

The massive bat wings stirred up a violent air current, and Colin rose into the sky, carrying Count Uman with him.

Knight Chester also leaped high into the air.

However, the red-armored man’s giant hammer blocked his way in mid-air.

Clang!

The long spear collided with the giant hammer, creating a blast of furious wind and deafening shrieks.

Knight Chester landed steadily, but his gaze became extremely solemn.

Meanwhile, Colin had already flown into the high sky with Count Uman, disappearing into the night.

The blue-armored man calmly turned around to pick up his severed arm from the ground, and with the red-armored man, quickly retreated towards the exit of the castle.

Knight Chester’s face changed color several times – he wanted to pursue them, but seemed hesitant.

Count Uman had already been seized by those flying oddities. The remaining two – both being fifth-level professionals, were clearly not easy to deal with. Knight Chester certainly did not wish to risk his life unnecessarily.

As the two armored men were about to go farther, there was a sudden movement in the ruins. Just then, Walra, in a state of total disarray, crawled out, crying out in a mournful voice:

“Father! Knight Chester, please save my father!”

Knight Chester sighed in resignation, but he did not move.

Seeing that the captain of the guard had not moved, the coming guards of the St. Hilde family naturally stopped in their tracks.

Soon, the two figures, one red and one blue, completely disappeared into the pitch-black night.

The storm continued to rage, swiftly washing away the blood on the ground. It was as if the slaughter that had just happened had never occurred.