Being the origin (or perhaps ancestor?) of vampires, Nightstalkers possess most of the abilities of vampires, while completely lacking the many weaknesses of vampires. (, Domain (Please remember _ 3)
For example, sunlight, which could instantly kill vampires and reduce them to ash, could certainly deal certain damage to Nightstalkers. However, most Nightstalkers could regenerate at the speed of sunlight or even surpass its damage, which was why the sun was not fatal to them.
Moreover, although there were rumors that anyone who was bitten by a vampire would become a vampire, that was actually false.
Vampires were essentially Nightstalkers whose bloodline was extremely degraded.
It was the work of the gods that wiped out the Nightstalkers, which was why the curse of the Nightstalkers extended to vampires, burdening them with many weaknesses and curses.
Although some human scholars believed that vampires were undead creatures, that was only because vampires were rare. They could only determine the characteristics of vampires by studying the legends and stories that had been passed down. However, word of mouth itself could distort the information. In the process of spreading, there were naturally many distortions and exaggerations in the folk legends. 33m.33xs
In reality, vampires were still living creatures, and had to reproduce normally to produce offspring.
Anyone bitten by them would be tainted by the curse of vampires and die the moment they were bitten, although their souls would be bound within their corpses and become blood-servants of the vampires.
It was understandable if one thought about it from another perspective. If vampires could expand their population by biting humans, they would have been everywhere by now, and not facing extinction like pandas …
Naturally, Edward struggled with all his might like a girl about to do something, but the difference in basic attributes between them left him unable to free himself from Vlad's stranglehold. 33m.33xs
Unbeknownst to him, Vlad was a little disgusted as well.
He believed that the Nightstalkers stood at the pinnacle of all life, a noble race that looked down upon all other creatures. In fact, if one looked at the food chain, the Nightstalkers who fed on all living creatures were a little like the world's enemy. Even so, being the ancestor of the Nightstalkers, he would never stoop to drinking the blood of humans, an inferior race that popped out of nowhere.
If the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior hadn't punched away a third of his HP and spent what little mana he had after his resurrection in the tug-of-war against the Players, he would have flown further away to see if there were any races worth attacking than to touch humans.
However, the combined attack of the Players had left him feeling threatened. After the humiliation turned into anger, he finally admitted that the humans were capable of hurting him, which was why he attacked Edward.
Of course, it was one thing to admit that humans could fight and were qualified to be its enemy, but it would still feel disgusted …
"Don't resist, your flesh and blood will become a part of my body, and you will become my most loyal puppet. When the Night Devil Empire revives again, you will understand how wise of a choice it was to become my slave! "
Vlad whispered in Edward's ear.
Edward didn't know if it was because of his words or because he was being pinched, but he rolled his eyes and thought to himself, You didn't even give me a choice!
In the next split second, Vlad's canines pierced through Edward's neck and he began to drink mouthfuls of Edward's blood, quenching the thirst that had never gone away since his resurrection!
Even if Vlad assumed that no one could see what he was doing inside the eye of the tornado, there was a pair of eyes that saw everything from start to finish.
Xi Wei dropped the melon in his tentacle, and couldn't help making a fist with his tentacle when he saw Vlad start to drink Edward's blood — he wasn't angry, but delighted.
As the God of Games whom the Players worshipped, he had long since been displeased with Vlad's wanton slaughter of the Players. How much divine energy did he waste to kill so many?!
Still, even if the God Sprout could block the vision of the other gods to a certain extent, Xi Wei didn't dare to make any big moves.
Still, it wasn't because 'this god is powerful but overly cautious', but because the atmosphere in the divine realm was very subtle. Though it appeared peaceful, undercurrents were surging, and a divine war could erupt at once if any trigger appeared.
That was exactly why the Great Lion hadn't been drinking at Xi Wei's place for some time.
And yet, Vlad's act of directly drinking the Players' blood provided Xi Wei with an excuse.
After all, the Players were abiding by the Rule of Skill that Xi Wei had created when they fought. At first, the Rule was so simple that Xi Wei had simply made it so that his System could run smoothly.
Still, he would maintain and perfect the Rule of Skill whenever he had the time. While it didn't improve the Rule's precedence by much, it was at least much better than the crudeness it had been before.
The Players' digitization of their bodies in battle was naturally an ability granted by the Rule of Skill. In that state, the Players' HP would be directly deducted when they were injured, and while there would be wounds on their bodies, they would quickly vanish.
One could even say that the Players' digitization of their bodies meant that they were no longer living beings.
On the other hand, Vlad's act of drinking blood was destroying the digitization of the Players' bodies. To put it more seriously, he was attempting to break the Rule.
If he were to challenge the Rule of the world itself (in other words, the Rule set by the Trinity of Saints), he would be dead at once.
But the Rule of Skill was created by Xi Wei, the God of Games, which meant that Vlad's action was blasphemy from a certain point of view.
That was why Xi Wei had every reason to openly bestow divine retribution!
"Hell had a path, but you chose to barge into a divine kingdom when there's no door … You're spitting on me!"
Vlad's vision blurred at once, feeling as if he was standing on clouds.
But before he could understand what was going on, a ball of light appeared in front of him, enlarging and enlarging in Vlad's bewildered eyes …
"Blargh —!"
Vlad's spirit was dealt a severe blow even as he drank blood. He let go of Edward and stumbled a few steps back, coughing out a mouthful of blood.
Edward fell to the ground, coughing endlessly, but he still looked at Vlad doubtfully.
Though he did lose some HP, his body didn't change much.
"You …" Vlad pointed a shaky finger at Edward, his eyes filled with disbelief as he coughed blood. "You poisoned your own blood!"
Edward:???
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Chapter 271:
Hell Had a Path, But You Chose
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