"Ah!!!" Rosen screamed to the sky, the ashes melting his calf almost instantly.
He fell suddenly and then saw an incredible scene.
The male vampire drew a longsword. A pale blue glow emanated from the sword; it was the Elf King's sword.
Rosen's mind went blank for a moment, because it was just too incongruous for this thing to appear alongside a vampire.
There was clearly more than one trap; several newborns who had also been caught in it lost their balance and became the first to fall victim to the sword.
Rosen wielded the longsword with seemingly random movements, but for these vampires, such movements were unnecessary, for the wounds inflicted by this sword were unhealable. Worse still, these newborns were unaware of the sword's power. Instead of retreating after being wounded, they roared and charged forward.
The beautiful female vampire before him wasn't using a bow and arrow; instead, she held up a short crossbow and fired bolts one by one from a distance. Rosen had seen those crossbow bolts before—wooden arrowheads, the kind used by vampire hunters.
This was too bizarre. Rosen's mind raced, almost crashing. He simply couldn't connect what he was seeing with vampires and come up with a reasonable explanation.
Unless, of course, a vampire became a vampire hunter?!
Rosen suddenly realized why all the vampire hunters in the city had come out in droves; it turned out they weren't unprepared for their rear, but rather had left behind a trump card...
Is it really that sophisticated?
Rosen had just thought of this when he saw the two men standing in front of him. All the newborns he had brought that night were dead.
His trial has begun.
Rosen stared into the male vampire's eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. He was going to take the gamble, he had to try no matter what. He shouted menacingly, "Kill yourself with your sword!"
The man was indeed taken aback, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he became completely dazed.
Rosen was overjoyed. He scrambled to his feet, sat on the ground, and looked smugly at the female vampire. He confidently declared, "Kill him, then strip naked!"
Vampires who travel together are mostly of similar age; for example, he and his brother are both over a hundred years old, and their mother is less than two hundred. Therefore, Rosen is confident that if bloodline suppression works on men, it will work on women as well.
“Bloodline suppression, this is the fate that vampires cannot escape! It’s a pity that you’ve encountered a vampire who is over a hundred years old tonight. Just accept your fate.” Rosen felt reassured and looked at the female vampire.
The female vampire was indeed taken aback. Rosen was overjoyed; this was a true counterattack!
Tonight is still acceptable.
The female vampire hesitated slightly, her hand twitching, but she looked at Rosen as if he were a fool. Rosen's gaze, however, was completely drawn to the male vampire. The man had already flipped his longsword, raising it above his head with both hands. Clearly, it was the gesture of someone about to commit suicide.
Luo Sen smiled knowingly, awaiting that wonderful moment.
The longsword swung down, not towards the male vampire's chest, but towards Rosen's head.
His head rolled off, but the confident smile on his head remained.
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