As a Sanguine who liked to stay at home, the number of battles Emlyn had participated in over the years could be counted on one hand. Furthermore, he had never fought one against many.
Be it against the Primordial Moon believer from before or against the Harvest Church's Bishop Utravsky, he basically had the advantage in numbers. At worst, it was a one-on-one battle.
Thinking of how his family of three had failed to defeat the half-giant bishop, Emlyn's face gradually turned green as though he had recalled the torture he had suffered in the Harvest Church.
As there were many tenants coming and going, and an artificial vampire like Galis Kevin similarly had sharp senses, he didn't dare to stay outside for too long. He quickly passed the area and walked to the end of the corridor, hiding in the darkness.
What should I do next … Emlyn leaned against the junk that blocked the crimson moonlight as his mind raced, attempting to find a solution with his pathetic amount of experience.
Gradually, the words that The Hanging Man had taught Sun surfaced in his mind:
"Patience is an important prerequisite for dealing with many situations …
"Only by knowing how to restrain one's impulses and impatience can one avoid risks to the greatest extent …
"At times, it's very important to endure …"
Endure … Emlyn nodded indiscernibly, knowing what he had to do.
He planned on hiding here and waiting for Argos to leave!
This wasn't the artificial vampire's residence. He would definitely leave, and when that happened, Emlyn would be able to deal with the problem one-on-one.
Patience, endure, wait … Emlyn repeated similar words inwardly to resist the damage his surroundings inflicted on him.
The air on the first floor of the apartment was filled with the stench of urine, damp water, feces that hadn't been washed properly, the pungent smell of low-quality coal burning, the stench of sweat that hadn't been washed for days, the strong smell of certain tenants, and all kinds of sour, unpleasant, and disgusting smells mixed together, corroding Emlyn's senses like poison.
For the first time in his life, Emlyn wished to cut off his nose. He had the feeling that he was in the abyss, suffering the torture in hell.
Patience … Forbearance … Waiting … He mechanically recited the "rules". Every second felt like an eternity.
Finally, he saw Galis Kevin's door open. A thin figure with dark brown skin walked out. His cheekbones protruded, and his nose bridge was high with a slight hook. He was none other than the Primordial Moon believer, Argos.
At this moment, his face was swollen and festering in several places, looking a little disgusting.
Indeed, it's just as that little "old man" Ian said. This fellow's clothes are clean and tidy. He doesn't look like a resident of East Borough at all … Emlyn's mind stirred as he mumbled as he watched Argos walk out of the apartment.
After waiting patiently for nearly five minutes, he stood up and decided to take action.
As his target, Galis Kevin, was an artificial vampire, Emlyn knew what he was good at and what traits he had. This allowed him to make targeted preparations.
Galis Kevin's sense of smell isn't much worse than mine when I first came of age. Heh, I can't be sure about that. For him to be able to live in such an environment, perhaps he has already lost his nose and his brain … Besides, his spirituality isn't weak. He has an instinctive sense of danger … His vision and hearing aren't bad either … As Emlyn despised him, he consumed the potion and sprayed the liquid, concealing his scent once again.
Right on the heels of that, just like before, he used the potion he consumed and sprayed to conceal his body and coat, vanishing from his spot as though he had been erased by an eraser.
In a dark corner with no one around, a palm-sized bronze-green notebook suddenly appeared out of thin air, as though it had passed through a transparent barrier.
It flipped on its own without a sound, finally stopping on a piece of white paper formed from many astrological symbols.
These symbols vanished as the surroundings turned slightly brighter.
This was the interference ability of an Astrologer!
Then, the bronze-green Leymano's Travels shrank back, vanishing inch by inch before being concealed by the invisible barrier once again.
Having finished his preparations, Emlyn recalled his plan of action. With light footsteps, he silently arrived outside Galis Kevin's room, but he didn't approach the main door.
The bronze-green notebook appeared out of thin air once again as it flipped to the "Door Opening" page.
The illusory voice immediately resounded in Emlyn's mind, "pushing" him to extend a hand and press it against the wall.
At the same time, Emlyn cautiously put Leymano's Travels back into his clothes, concealing it with the help of the invisibility coat.
When Emlyn's palm finally pressed against the wall, a ghostly-blue, incorporeal, blurry door suddenly appeared in front of him. It was embedded into the wall, but it also revealed traces of the bricks beneath it.
After listening to the commotion in the room and taking a whiff of the air, Emlyn took a step forward and passed through the ghostly-blue door as though he was passing through a water curtain.
The scene in front of him instantly changed. There was a wall covered in stains, as well as a wooden bed, dilapidated cupboard, and all sorts of junk placed on the other three sides.
This was the interior of Galis Kevin's room!
As for the ghostly-blue door behind Emlyn, it had long vanished, as though it had never existed.
After carefully surveying his surroundings, Emlyn caught sight of his target — Galis Kevin.
This Primordial Moon believer was a mixed-blood with rather good looks. His hair was rather long, reaching his shoulders. His brown eyes had a tinge of dark red, as though he hadn't completely obtained the eye color of a Sanguine.
At this moment, he was sitting by the bed, staring at the door. It was a mystery what he was thinking.
Emlyn silently circled to the side and took out Leymano's Travels from his blind spot. He flipped to a page that left his fingers slightly numb.
The page was yellowish-brown in color, seemingly made of goatskin. It was filled with all sorts of ancient and distorted symbols and patterns. Together, they formed a picture that resembled a thin tree extending its branches.
After adjusting his angle, Emlyn slid his finger across the paper.
Suddenly, the silver-white lightning lit up the room as if it was daytime.
Before a sizzling sound could be heard, the lightning had already struck Galis Kevin's head, instantly charring the Primordial Moon believer's body. His body convulsed violently as his eyes momentarily lost focus.
While the silver lightning snakes were still flailing about, Emlyn White's figure suddenly appeared behind his stiff target. He reached out his right palm and grabbed his neck.
Kacha!
He calmly snapped Galis Kevin's cervical vertebrae before pulling out his head and throwing his body out. He didn't give Galis Kevin a chance to recover with his powerful self-healing abilities.
Pa!
Galis Kevin's headless corpse fell to the ground as blood splattered everywhere.
An artificial vampire had lost his life just like that.
Emlyn's calm expression was quickly replaced by shock. He looked down at the head in his hand in disbelief and realized that Galis Kevin didn't know what had happened even at the moment of his death. His eyes were frozen with pain and confusion.
That simple? That easy? Although Emlyn was very proud, he didn't believe that he could kill an artificial vampire so easily. But the facts told him that it was that simple and easy.
A lightning strike that can cause paralysis, coupled with my high-speed mobility, actually achieved the effect of instantly killing a target … Heh, the premise is that the other party is extremely afraid of lightning, making it easy for him to be paralyzed … Also, the act of disrupting my spiritual intuition and avoiding a frontal assault to pass through the wall were key to success … After falling into a daze for a few seconds, Emlyn finally recalled the details and summarized quite a bit of experience.
This made him realize the power of Beyonder powers and the value of Leymano's Travels.
It's no wonder Mr. The Hanging Man was the first to want to rent it … Emlyn reined in his thoughts as he looked at Galis Kevin's gurgling blood. His throat couldn't help but move.
He hadn't drunk such fresh blood in a long time.
However, he didn't dare drink it. This was because the other party's Beyonder characteristic had yet to appear. There was a portion in the blood, and drinking it would easily cause the problem of excessive Beyonder characteristics. There was a hidden risk of losing control, which wasn't beneficial for his subsequent actions.
Emlyn retracted his gaze and surveyed the area. He found a stack of old newspapers and a tiny wooden chest, planning on using it to store Galis Kevin's head.
And before that, he sat down and waited for the other party's Beyonder characteristic to appear.
Two minutes later, Emlyn suddenly looked up at the door.
He heard the sound of footsteps approaching him!
Right on the heels of that, he smelled Argos!
This artificial vampire is back? He turned back midway? Emlyn White instantly turned nervous, unsure of how to deal with such a situation.
Dong!
Argos, who was outside, knocked on the door. Then, he did not make any sound and became abnormally silent.
Emlyn was first taken aback before he realized that Argos had smelled the blood and had sensed that something had happened in the room.
What should I do … Just rush out and finish him off? No, I'll be seen by others, and I'll be apprehended by the official Beyonders … Emlyn instinctively took out a potion and prepared to hide himself again.
Following that, he had an inspiration.
Silently exhaling, Emlyn placed Galis Kevin's head on the bed and drank the invisibility potion. He sprayed the corresponding liquid and very slowly moved to a corner to hide.
This way, the room looked like the assassination had been completed, and the murderer had long fled.
Time ticked by. There was silence outside and inside the room. There was only the occasional passing of other tenants.
Suddenly, the window to Galis Kevin's room creaked open as two gazes shot in.
After a careful inspection, Argos, whose face was festering, leaped into the room and slowly walked towards the corpse that had its Beyonder characteristic seeping out.
In the corner, Emlyn White took the opportunity when Argos wasn't looking over to secretly take out Leymano's Travels and flipped to another page: Lightning Strike.
At that moment, Argos's gaze landed on the bed and his companion's head. It landed on the stack of old newspapers and the tiny wooden chest.
His pupils suddenly constricted.
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