"...They thought that by diluting their blood, they could create something more advanced, but those were just bastards."

"Okay, I admit that these hybrids have reduced resistance to light, can go out in less-than-bright weather, and have long lifespans."

"But a hybrid is a hybrid. They still need to suck blood, and they are too weak. And a species that is weak and picky about food, even those so-called scientists believe that such a thing will be eliminated by nature."

"There's another point: the hybrid offspring of these vampire monsters and humans are infertile. Xia, do you know what that is? A mule! A mule! Hahaha!"

Li Qianxia sighed, feeling that her heart, which was as young as a sixteen-year-old girl, was so tired.

Are all Witchers like this, always chattering away?

He lifted his head from under the cloak; the bright moonlight shone on the road, and the sky was already faintly tinged with the dawn of the next day.

A gloomy path, the one leading the expedition team—Li Qianxia privately called herself an "assassin" (she was also a member of the expedition team, so it was her self-designation).

The assassins consist of the Church and the Witcher. The difference between the two is simple: those on horseback are the Witcher, and those in carriages are the Church.

According to the witcher named Bridge, this was because church members were "noble," had never done heavy work, and were physically weak, unable to withstand long journeys.

Damn it, Yang Qinglan is sitting in the carriage. You said she's frail and weak?

Li Qianxia let out a soft breath, feeling great. She had always wanted to try "Damn it," "Damn it," "Kick your little butt with my leather shoes," and "BOY!"

The words "!", "Damn it!", and "God" were used.

Especially "boy". Next time you see your older brother, no, Li Changzhou, be sure to call him "boy" in a contemptuous tone!

!

When Ronan obtained the Power Stone, his first words to Thanos were—"You call 'boy'!" (from Guardians of the Galaxy).

I don't know where my brother is. I need to find some time to be alone with him as soon as possible and call him over.

"Everyone stay close together, and don't go out alone even after daybreak. Monsters are very cunning!" The leader, an experienced demon hunter, repeatedly reminded everyone.

"Understood." The young demon hunters nodded.

Li Qianxia sighed again; it seemed impossible for her to act alone.

The witchers here all come from three officially recognized witcher academies.

Spider Academy is famous for its spider-like agility and skill.

A sorcerer's school, where students study spellcasting, equivalent to a mage;

The Fighting Tower is mostly populated by male warriors who learn fighting skills.

The classification is as follows...

When fighting a Fighting Tower, be careful of him suddenly releasing spells; when fighting a Witcher from the Sorcerer's Academy, don't get too excited after getting close, his pectoral muscles might be bigger than yours.

Witchers have no specialization; their sole purpose is to kill monsters such as vampires, werewolves, and banshees.

To achieve their goals, they will learn anything, as long as it's useful.

For example, Li Qianxia is a demon hunter from the Spider Academy, but she can turn into an owl—that's funded by her brother, and she can also teleport—that's given to her by her brother.

As for which academy's skills the Moth-like Variation and Instantaneous Movement belonged to, she herself didn't know.

Finally, the 'ability' was completely transformed into 'spiritual power'.

"Xia, cheer up. Do you really hate this mission that much?" Bridger started nagging again.

Bridget was good-looking and physically fit, and seemed interested in her, but Li Qianxia not only had no interest in him, but also found him annoying.

People who aren't even a fraction as handsome as their older brother aren't qualified to talk about life.

She looked up at the azure sky through the brim of her cloak, in the last moments before sunrise.

Looks like we're safe tonight.

Traveling at night is dangerous because nighttime is the monsters' "daytime".

It is said that in ancient times, going out at night without encountering monsters was just as difficult as going out during the day without encountering people.

The reason they were willing to risk everything to hurry on their journey was to seize the time to kill Edison, the great inventor who had sided with the vampires and relied on their wealth.

In future history, Edison will be remembered for "inventing" the light bulb and making it widely used, but she will have to kill him.

From the perspective of destroying history alone, black cards are indeed the bad guys.

“Summer, it’s almost dawn. We’re safe now, so we don’t need to be so vigilant anymore.” Bridget’s expression had relaxed.

Not only him, but most of the team members had relaxed after a night of tension.

Li Qianxia really wanted to tell Bridge that she didn't speak simply because she didn't want to, and it had nothing to do with whether she was on guard or not.

If her brother were here, she'd definitely annoy him to death, make him...

At this moment, Li Qianxia suddenly felt a chill on her neck, as if she were walking on a deserted country road on a hot day and was suddenly hit by a cold air conditioner.

It didn't feel cool; it just felt eerie.

Li Qianxia used her Instantaneous Movement technique to disappear from the horse's back!

"laugh!"

The black horse, which always liked to stop and graze and occasionally relieve itself anywhere, was symmetrically split in two, and its blood and internal organs gushed out.

It wasn't just this one horse that died; almost all the witchers were attacked at the same time.

Sivit and Bridget, who also belonged to the Spider Academy, also dodged the attack;

Blakeback from the sorcerer's school was torn in two along with his horse—it seems he was too honest, lacked the agility of the Spider Academy, or was just too unlucky, or perhaps too relaxed.

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