He looked down and saw that it was Bai Mao's broken hand. The sharp fingers were scratching everywhere. It was the hand that grabbed his ankle and left five deep scratch marks on it.
Not far away, Bai Mao's head opened its mouth with sharp fangs and roared at Garon.
"Outsider! The leader won't let you go! You're dead, dead!! Hahaha … "Bai Mao laughed.
Garon's face froze.
"What a tenacious life force …" Looking at the opponent's ferocious fangs, blood red eyes, and pale skin, he suddenly thought of a familiar race …
"You're a Blood Breed?" He couldn't help but ask.
Bai Mao's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at Garon in shock.
"You … You're not a vampire?"
There was a loud bang.
Garon stomped on it. Bai Mao's head exploded. There was no blood or flesh inside, only a pile of black ash. There was nothing else.
Looking around, Garon's chest rose and fell. Perhaps he already knew what kind of world he was in …
He quickly rummaged through Bai Mao's clothes. He straightened up and quickly left the place. He circled around the forest and quickly threw away his black raincoat. Then, he sneaked back home.
He went back through the same route he came down from the window without anyone noticing.
Garon went back to his bedroom and pulled the curtains shut.
In the dark, he didn't turn on the lights. He lifted his foot to check the wound.
He didn't expect that Bai Mao could still move after his body was torn apart. He even scratched his skin. This terrifying life force was even stronger than a Grandmaster of Combat.
He found that the wound didn't show any signs of infection. Only then did he feel relieved.
He checked his Attribute Pane. Killing that vampire didn't give him any potential points, which made him feel a little regretful.
He collected his thoughts and started to think about Raffaele and vampires.
"There are many signs that indicate that the vampire and the hoodlum on the beach were probably monitoring and trying to control me because of Raffaele. Then, as people who are valued by the vampires, Raffaele and the others' Blood Oath Society would definitely not be a simple organization of ordinary people … Raffaele herself must have some kind of power that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the vampires. This kind of power … Combined with the strange phenomenon and customs in this town, it should be a power that only women can control. "
Garon suddenly remembered the legend of witches that had been passed down in both Earth and the Secret Technique World.
"Could it be a witch?" He combined the fragments of information he had collected in the past with the rituals that involved ancestors. "It's very likely to be a witch."
After coming up with two guesses, Garon quickly opened his laptop.
"Maybe it's time for me to learn more about computer technology and create a software that specializes in collecting information …" He searched for the legends of vampires and witches and found that there wasn't much information about them on the internet. Most of the information was from novels, movies, and television dramas. There were also things like myths and legends. He had seen these things many times and they were completely worthless.
Connecting to the US National Security Agency's website, Garon guessed that perhaps the government would have records of these things. But these kinds of confidential things might not be connected to the internet. It was more likely that they were stored in the computers in the internal LAN. This kind of network was completely closed off. No matter how strong a hacker's skills were, it would be useless because he didn't have any cables or optical fibers to connect to the outside world.
Unlike before, this time, Garon had a new discovery when he re-searched the various cases across the country, especially the murder and missing persons cases.
The news reported by the government seemed to have been specially filtered. Some of the murder cases seemed to have been handled flawlessly, but in reality, it felt wrong. There were also some confessions and testimonies from bystanders that seemed to contradict each other.
Traces of clues kept gathering in Garon's mind.
He started to get clearer and clearer, and more and more certain.
"Blood Breeds, vampires, and witches. Even if it's not these two, it's at least a similar existence."
Closing the laptop, he sat alone in the dark and quietly organized his thoughts.
The sound of his parents closing the door could be heard faintly from outside. There was also the sound of his little sister and his mother, Reese, talking.
Garon sat at the head of the bed and recalled the process of his fight with Bai Mao.
The process was very easy. Although his physical fitness had not recovered to the level of the Totem World, it had only reached an average of 2 points. But with the addition of his secret techniques, it was more than enough to deal with Bai Mao.
"His speed and strength were about the same as mine. In fact, he should be slightly stronger than me. And that abnormal vitality and recovery ability … "Garon rubbed the skin on his hand with both hands. "It's just that his technique was too crude. Or rather, he didn't have any technique at all. It was just a normal person's fighting moves. His speed was so fast that even he couldn't control it. A vampire like this is nothing to be afraid of. But … that vitality … "
Once he thought about the fact that his broken hand could still attack his opponent on the ground, Garon's understanding of vampires deepened.
"He's just a pawn that's keeping watch, but he has the same strength and speed as me … As expected, creatures like the Blood Breeds have a lot more advantages than normal humans …"
Garon wasn't worried about these normal vampires. In terms of status, that Bai Mao was obviously a low-level vampire. If such a low-level member had such strong strength and speed, as well as vitality and recovery ability, then what about the stronger and higher members?
Also, according to legends, the Blood Breeds were truly immortal creatures.
This was very attractive to Garon. Could the Blood Breeds really be immortal? Immortality?
He was very interested in this.
"But there's no rush now … I'll take it slow." He felt the slow progress of his Secret Technique, Black Claw of Sethe. Although he had recovered to this extent and was already very strong compared to normal people, compared to the Blood Breeds, he obviously felt a little powerless.
If the Blood Breeds were all at the same level as Bai Mao, then it wouldn't matter if there were a few more of them. But if there were stronger Blood Breeds, Garon still had a certain degree of fear towards the unknown powerful existence.
After all, according to legends, the Blood Breeds were terrifyingly strong creatures that were immortal. Even in the Secret Technique World or the Totem World, there were no truly immortal creatures.
At most, there were long-lived creatures, but they could only live for up to a thousand years, such as the Demon Phoenix. But vampires were different … According to the legends, not only could they live for a thousand years, they could even live for ten thousand years.
"This world isn't as simple as it was in the beginning …"
*****
"What, one less spy?"
In the North Church, the strong white man with ear studs squinted his eyes, looking at his subordinate who was reporting to him.
At night, there were gangsters who were stained with blood resting in the church. Most of them were more or less injured, the more serious ones even lost both their arms, or completely lost both their legs.
The light ones also had terrifying penetrating wounds, some even had a steel bar pierced through their chest, the whole church felt like a horror movie's makeup set.
"Yes, when it was time to change shifts, when I went to look for Carl, I realized that guy was gone. I couldn't find him anywhere, he might have just left." The one who spoke was a black bald man, one of his glasses was wrapped in gauze, with faint traces of blood seeping out.
"Looks like it was Raffaele who did it. She must have discovered something. "The white leader said calmly," This guy is much harder to deal with than her grandmother … "
"Since this clue has been discovered, what's your next plan?" The priest walked out from the side, frowning as he looked at the white leader.
"Let's leave it at that for now, we've lost a lot, and those damned witches aren't much different. I reckon that after this, both sides will need to rest for a while. " The white man hesitated, "I have a feeling that Raffaele is plotting something, this guy is known as the strongest witch in Grano's history, tonight's action is definitely not just a simple warning."
"That Blood Oath Society, other than the older generation witches, there are only a few dozen core members, as long as you don't break the ancestors' agreement and wantonly break the balance, no matter how strong she is, there's no need for her to take the initiative to break the rules." The priest shook his head. "Also, there are some passing vampires outside, what do you plan to do with them?"
"What do those outsiders have to do with me?" The white man sneered, "Just let those witches take care of them. Before coming in, I've already sent someone to warn them, if they don't follow Jayne's rules, they deserve to die. "
*****
Tap tap tap tap tap … My heartiswaysonnfryou … Clear yytunserdainsky …
In the bar, the DJ's rhythmic drum music accompanied by foreign language lyrics roared out.
The crowd on the dance floor twisted and danced, under the flashing lights, some screamed, some clapped loudly, and some men and women kissed passionately.
Two muscular white men each had their arms around a slim girl on the dance floor, twisting their bodies vigorously to the rhythm.
As the two Great Khan's palms wantonly covered the girl's chest, a voice from an unknown place suddenly echoed in their ears.
The two men's pupils shrank, exchanged glances, pushed the girls in front of them away, and walked out of the crowd.
Ignoring the girls behind them, the two men left the bar, turned a few corners, and walked into a dead end at the side.
At night, the alleys and alleys were empty.
Bang!
Two strong women suddenly appeared and grabbed the two men's collars, pressing them against the wall.
"You broke the rules."
At the entrance of the alley, a beautiful blonde girl appeared out of nowhere. She stared at the two burly men with a cold expression.
"Witch? What rules? We didn't do anything! "One of the men growled in a low voice," We just arrived here this morning. "
With a bang, a woman's knee slammed into his stomach, causing him to swallow his words back into his stomach.
"Sucking blood in public is not allowed, this is Grano's rule …"
"Bullshit!" Another burly man interrupted her. "Humans are livestock. We can eat them whenever we want! If it wasn't for you damned women, and the light party's traitors! "
Bang!!
This time, the sound of the collision was louder than before.
The man's eyes turned white, and his words were instantly swallowed back into his stomach.
"People from the secret party?" The blonde girl frowned, "Kill them, Grano doesn't welcome the secret party."
She turned and left the alley, behind her, there was a strange woman's low moan and a fierce roar.
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