Chapter 403 Never

"ah!!!"

Isabel woke up suddenly, panting heavily.

She habitually touched her chest, as if the immense pain in her dream was real.

What would happen if a dagger imbued with holy light were plunged into the heart of a vampire?

The burning pain in her heart was her nightmare for hundreds of years, and every time she had that nightmare, the hidden wound in her chest would ache again for a long time.

At that time, Isabel's family had died, and following the instructions given to her by Dracula's family, she plunged the dagger into the "dark mark" on her heart. Along with the intense pain of her internal organs burning, she also caused irreversible damage to Prince Arthur, who was transferring his soul through the mark.

“Isabel, if I die, you will never be able to escape the corruption of the ‘Dark Mark.’ As long as I live, we… can share a body…”

Prince Arthur's soul was transferring into Isabel's body through the "Dark Mark," but she stabbed him squarely in the back, severely damaging his soul and severing his connection with the "Dark Mark." Furthermore, the "Dark Ritual" he performed had exhausted his life force, leaving him utterly defenseless against the trembling Isabel as she approached.

Isabel's entire heart area had become a battlefield. The dark mark was unwilling to be annihilated by the holy light and began to release the blood energy it had previously accumulated to fight against the holy light. This pain brought her to the brink of fainting several times.

She watched as her once incredibly loving "teacher" pleaded with her relentlessly, showing no pity whatsoever. He mechanically seized Prince Arthur's head and tore at it with all his might. Once the head was separated from the body, no matter how powerful one was, he couldn't survive.

"Isabel, you have betrayed me. You will suffer the torment of pain forever. Only I can remove the 'Dark Mark,' and you will lose the ability to live forever." Feeling his neck about to break, Prince Arthur no longer pleaded, but instead threatened menacingly.

But Isabel showed no fear whatsoever. Without hesitation, she snapped Prince Arthur's neck, condemning the chairman of the vampire council to eternal damnation in the dark world.

Isabel left the vampire sanctuary carrying her parents' bodies, following the advice given to her by the Salma family, and headed to the remote, cold, and impoverished British Isles.

Although Britain was also within the Temple's sphere of influence, the Temple tacitly allowed Isabel's existence because of the special "Holy Light Dagger," and later there were no more Temple clergy in the entire London area.

No one wants to provoke a ruthless person who dares to stab them in the heart, especially a vampire of princely caliber.

With the death of the ambitious Prince Arthur, the Temple eliminated a major threat, and the Vampire Council began a new reshuffling, with each faction getting everything they wanted.

Only that poor vampire girl suffered permanent damage; the "dark mark" became an incurable wound for her.

For vampires, slumber is a necessary path to immortality. Sleep can heal injuries and prolong life. However, whenever Isabel tries to sleep, she has nightmares, and after waking up, she is tormented by pain and illusions for a long time before she can wake up.

"Am I... not awake yet?"

Isabel was feeling a little dizzy, and the hand she had placed on her chest felt very strange!

She looked down and realized that her shirt was torn, leaving her chest exposed with a strange pink scar clearly imprinted on her chest.

"brush!!"

Isabel instinctively darted into a dark corner, baring her small fangs and assuming a fighting stance.

Only then did she realize that she was in a cave, and there was another person lying on the ground in the cave.

Isabel was momentarily terrified. She always slept alone because her internal injuries would make her appear weak, something she absolutely could not let her subordinates know.

Isabel was fully awake, and then she was shocked!

"My hidden wounds... what about them?... What about the 'Dark Mark'?"

Isabel carefully sensed the situation within her body, becoming increasingly alarmed with each sensation, until she finally became somewhat dazed.

The "dark mark" in her heart disappeared, and even the crack that the holy light had burned out disappeared, leaving only a shallow mark that was slowly healing.

You should know that you have tried countless methods over the past few centuries, but none of them could heal the crack in your heart even a little bit!

Even more strangely, although there were still many fine wounds inside her body, she felt that she had never been in such good condition before, as if her whole body had undergone a complete blood transfusion.

"No, my blood... really has been changed..."

After Isabel woke up, she was somewhat dazed by the series of shocks. It wasn't until the end that she realized her blood was no longer the dark red it used to be, but a bright red with a hint of gold.

Isabel forced herself to calm down, sorting out her thoughts bit by bit, trying to figure out the truth of the matter completely.

In order to heal his hidden injuries, he sought out the most powerful bloodlines in the world, because only bloodlines of a sufficiently high rank could resist the "black mark".

Dracula refused his request; he was unwilling to give him his life essence, though this was likely at the behest of his family. Regardless, the only vampire family whose bloodline could rival that of Prince Arthur had rejected him.

This is also why Isabel always sought out Dracula to fight later on.

"Later...later I...went to the old royal court of the elves, and...I met an interesting little fellow, and then..."

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