With the Puppet and Catherine perishing one after another, on the human side, the most powerful alliance leader remains a god of death, and has become even more unstoppable after the removal of the greatest obstacle.
The vampire clan is already showing signs of decline.
A fourth-generation vampire let out an angry scream, much like Catherine's earlier cry. A small group of vampires glared at Emperor Xiu with murderous intent, their eyes filled with hatred, yet they were also afraid of his abilities and dared not approach him easily.
Several fourth-generation vampires flew in from other directions, called out to the one in front, and then shouted at Emperor Xiu: "Human, are you sure you want to make a complete enemy of our vampire race?"
If the setting weren't so inappropriate, the Blood Hunters present would probably have burst out laughing.
Di Xiu raised his eyes to look at the vampire who was speaking. His slightly long black hair was blown about by the wind, revealing his amber eyes. All the vampires reflected in his eyes were no bigger than ants, making his calm and unwavering eyes look like fossils formed over millions of years.
Behind him was boundless darkness, and in front of him was a rolling gray-red tornado, causing his clothes and trousers to flutter in the wind. Combined with his handsome face, which rivaled that of a vampire, he exuded an absurd yet solemn sense of holiness, like a god looking down upon all living beings.
God blinked and slowly said, "It's not about making enemies, but about settling old scores."
The vampires, accustomed to their haughty attitude, were immediately enraged by his words.
"Arrogant and conceited. Once our prince awakens, he will surely kill you. You will be turned into a dried corpse and condemned to eternal damnation."
Emperor Xiu needed some time to alleviate the pain and weakness caused by the overexertion of his meridians and dantian, so he was willing to say a few unimportant words.
As the gunfire gradually subsided, both sides entered halftime, a period that could end at any moment.
The former leader tentatively approached, but then felt he couldn't be of much help, so he pulled a few blood hunters who were too close to Di Xiu into the castle to prevent them from being accidentally caught in the storm. He also took the opportunity to count the casualties, without stopping for even a moment.
Over there, Emperor Xiu pondered the right words and said calmly and sincerely, "When the sun rises, I will lead the alliance and personally go to wake your prince."
These words only fueled the hatred, and after the brief halftime break, the two sides started fighting again.
Di Xiu sighed inwardly, and 001 asked worriedly, "Can they hold on?"
"Um."
As the morning star rose, vampires had already stormed into the castle, and the blood hunters were exhausted, barely holding on, their talismans rapidly depleting.
The crimson tornado disappeared after turning into a gray tornado, leaving behind a pile of ash that then scattered during the fight.
Emperor Xiu finally dealt with all the vampires who possessed the sacred artifacts, drew talismans on each artifact to ward off evil, and set them aside, as he didn't have the strength to destroy them for the time being.
As dawn approached, the vampires gradually lost the protection of the night, and drowsiness and exhaustion overwhelmed them. Led by the remaining fifth-generation vampires, they began to retreat.
Perhaps they were wary of the talismans they possessed, especially the Five Thunder Talisman, or perhaps their strongholds weren't in the same direction, and the vampires' retreat was scattered.
Emperor Xiu sat by the breach he had blasted open, counting the number of vampires who had left.
Nearly 30% has run away.
He lowered his head and released his grip. The peach wood sword had long been at its limit, held up only by his divine sense and sword intent. After dawn, it finally shattered inch by inch.
001 patted his shoulder lightly and said, "Take a nap. I'll call you if anything happens."
"Okay, sure."
Emperor Xiu closed his eyes and focused his mind, beginning to regulate his internal energy. 001 felt somewhat helpless, yet unable to stop him.
This excessive internal conflict cannot be repaired in just one day, but it cannot be left unattended. Moreover, they still need to dig up the coffins of the other two vampire princes before the next night arrives, leaving them with even less time to use.
Waiting until those princes wake up before attacking them sounds gentlemanly and classy, but it's also foolish. If they're not nailed to their coffins sooner, only their own people will suffer.
The former leader was also exhausted and collapsed on the ground. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but no sound came out. His throat was so dry that it tasted rusty, and it felt like he had sand in his mouth, and it hurt terribly.
He gathered some saliva to moisten his throat before hoarsely shouting, "Rest where you are," then forced himself to lift his head, picked out a few Blood Hunters who seemed to be in decent condition, and then tilted his head to the side and fell into a deep sleep.
They rested until noon, when Di Xiu woke them up. They were all sore and weak, their bodies longing for the hard ground, their minds were foggy, and they wished they could sleep forever.
But they also knew that if they continued to linger at this point, they might really be sleeping forever.
It will also take time for the vampires to awaken the prince, but there is no reliable record of this, and no one knows exactly how long it will take. The plan to nail them to the coffin should be done sooner rather than later.
Even if they arrive just in time to find the prince awake, they can still take his life when he is at his weakest.
The former leader was shaken awake. Still preoccupied with his affairs, his mind was not yet fully clear when he automatically began to give orders, instructing his men to take stock of the casualties and remaining supplies after the night's events.
Two thousand one hundred and sixty-seven people were injured, seven with minor injuries, six with serious injuries, and three hundred and seventy-nine died.
This number is much smaller than expected, but seeing so many compatriots and comrades-in-arms die is heartbreaking for everyone, yet everyone holds their breath and is unwilling to let it out.
Regarding supplies, many guns overheated and were declared unusable, but the spare guns we brought were enough to replace them. Silver bullets were being used up quite quickly; if last night's battle were to repeat itself, we might not be able to hold out until midnight.
There were only eleven bags of holy water left, seven vials of healing potion, and the talismans were also severely depleted. Roughly counting, not counting the talismans for warding off evil, there were still more than a hundred left.
All the dead blood hunters were laid out together, and everyone observed a minute of silence before leaving the place.
When they come back, we'll take them home.
...
The other two princes' territories are relatively far away.
The former leader frowned as he looked at the increasingly red light in the rearview mirror. He took out a deformed cigarette from his pocket, thought for a moment, and then tentatively offered it to Di Xiu in the back seat. After being refused, he lit it, took a long drag, and flicked the ash out the window.
He finished the cigarette quickly with his wolfish smoking, seemingly oblivious, until a spark burned his finger, at which point he hurriedly stubbed it out and threw it into the metal box for cigarette butts.
Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw the current leader watching him and couldn't help but ask, "Can we take care of Prince Milne before dark?"
He thought it might be because the young man's strength was too great, making someone like him, who was used to being relied upon, unable to help but place his hopes on him.
Sometimes he wondered if this young man was an emissary sent by God to change the fate of humanity on this continent. But his methods were shrouded in Eastern mystery and unpredictability; if it was God, perhaps it was a merciful God from the Eastern Continent who sent him.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
