"Holy Technique … This used to be such a distant treasure." Kurt sighed. "If it was peacetime, we wouldn't even have the chance to come into contact with Holy Technique level inheritances. But now we have an opportunity. "
"You're right." Lars smiled and suddenly looked forward.
"Oh … Verne is blocking them in front."
"So fast? His actions are timely. "Kurt laughed. "I feel that they have stopped. They should be surrounded. Let's hurry over. Don't let the Holy Technique escape. "
Both of them laughed softly at the same time.
*****
Clang … Clang … Clang … Clang …
Rhythmic knocking sounds could be heard continuously on the plains.
It sounded as if some metal objects were knocking against each other, producing a clear and trembling sound.
In front of the white car by the road, Isaros, Pritto and the rest were scattered around the car. Inside the car were Arisa and Little Vivien. The two young girls were hiding in the car. Arisa was still alright, her face was relatively calm. Little Vivien, on the other hand, had a panicked expression. She kept looking around to make sure that there were people guarding the car before she could feel at ease.
She was not a rebellious girl and had never imagined encountering such a dangerous situation. She was just passively accepting everything.
"It's okay …" She heard Arisa comforting her and holding her hand gently.
"Mm …" She held Arisa's hand back.
"Aiyaya … I didn't expect to meet you guys here."
A frivolous man's voice came from outside the car.
Accompanied by rhythmic knocking sounds, more than ten black figures appeared at the edge of the road in front of the white car as if they had teleported.
The figures were sparsely spread out. Each of them had a slender body and most of them wore black face scarves to hide their true faces. Only the leader did not wear a face scarf.
That man had soft silver short hair and was wearing a casual silver-white suit. The knocking sounds from before were the strange metallic sounds produced when his palms hit each other. His hands were fair, but they produced a metallic sound when they hit each other.
"I'm Verne." The man stopped clapping and looked at the few people beside the car with a smile. His gaze then shot towards the two young girls in the car but was immediately blocked by Isaros.
"Verne? What are you doing here instead of staying near Karst? "Pritto asked in a low voice.
Most of the vampires had already lost the powerful combat abilities of their ancestors due to their long and leisurely lives. Apart from the valiant nature of their bodies, most of their killing abilities had already deteriorated.
However, this was only the situation of most of the vampires. There were still a small number of vampires who maintained their bloody and cruel way of life, such as the secret party. For example, the Blood Clan member in front of him, Verne.
"When I heard that the Scarlet Moon Clan was here, I hurriedly rushed over. Fortunately, I intercepted you halfway. If I came a little later, wouldn't I have missed the Holy Technique that I was looking forward to?" Verne's palms rubbed against each other, making a strange metallic sound, which was very strange.
Suddenly, his gaze fell upon the only human, Isaros.
"Oh? There was actually an ordinary human here? Sorry, they should be human elites, right? To be able to participate in the internal affairs of the Blood Race, you must not be an ordinary person. "
He unconsciously flicked his fingers and sharply noticed that Isaros was the weakest link among the three of them.
Although her combat abilities might not lose to the other vampires, her recovery ability, physique, and speed could not be compared to a real Blood Clan.
Isaros squinted her eyes and suddenly took a step back.
With a whoosh, an extremely thin black line suddenly appeared at the spot where she was originally standing. It was deeply inserted into the thick soil on the ground, leaving only a small round hole.
Turning around, not only her, but also Pritto and Kaya's expressions had changed. Verne, on the other hand, raised his chin slightly and looked towards the back of the white car.
There was a black car fleet that had silently stopped by the roadside without anyone noticing. Groups of people dressed in black alighted from the car. These people all had one thing in common, which was that they were wearing black face scarves that were obviously freshly worn. Furthermore, the part of their skin that was exposed was pale and bloodless.
Two extremely conspicuous men slowly walked out from the front of the car fleet.
One of them was an old acquaintance, Lars. He was still dressed in a gentlemanly suit.
The other person was a young man with short red hair. His attire was similar to that of an ordinary scholarly clerk. He was also holding a book in his hand, but it did not have a cover.
"We meet again …"
Pritto's heart sank. The thing that he was most worried about had happened. Their reinforcements had not arrived yet, but the other party's people had all arrived.
Kaya's uncle should still be on his way, but the other party's three ranked Blood Clans had all arrived. This was dangerous …
Although they also had three combat powers, two ranked Blood Clans and one ranked Isaros, Isaros's recovery ability and physique were far from a real Blood Clan's.
Not to mention the two little ones in the car that needed to be protected. This was the worst-case scenario!
Lars smiled as he looked at the three people in the encirclement. His lips moved slightly and he was about to give the order to attack. Suddenly, he frowned and looked towards the road in front of him.
He was not the only one. The others also looked towards the road at the same time.
Another long car fleet was heading towards them at a constant speed. The car in the lead slowly stopped. Obviously, their destination was here.
The car stopped and the door opened. A long leg wearing a red leather boot stretched out and stepped on the ground.
"Hehehehe … Looks like I've caught a good show …" An androgynous voice came from the car.
Bang, bang bang!!
The car doors opened and closed one by one. Another four men and women with different temperaments got out of the car one after another. Behind them was a large group of fierce people who were holding submachine guns and rifles. The whole team kept hearing the sound of guns being loaded.
A man in a red windbreaker got out of the car and looked around the place.
"I'm here to pick someone up. Do as you please. "
This group of people's faces were filled with extreme dissatisfaction and bloodthirsty madness. It was as if something important had been interrupted.
"Humans?" The smile on Lars' face slowly disappeared. "There are so many humans. It won't be easy to kill them all …"
"Do you want to do it or should I?" Colt looked at Verne.
"Humans?" The man in the red windbreaker was Dahm who had just arrived. His sharp hearing caught this word. "Are you talking about us?" He looked around and saw that the Four Hunting Generals beside him were smiling slightly.
A gentle-looking man with glasses pushed his glasses up.
"They're looking down on us."
"Looking down on us?" Dahm seemed to have heard something extremely funny. Instantly, he stopped smiling. "Looks like you're the ones who ruined my plans!"
Whoosh!!
Suddenly, he disappeared from where he was. His body was like a graceful water bird. He gently tapped on the ground and flew into the air. His arms spread out like wings. He flew towards Verne who was the closest to him.
"In order to save time, can you please die?" The corner of Dahm's mouth curled up. His scarlet lipstick looked even more strange and ferocious.
"Are humans nowadays so arrogant?" Verne's hands rubbed against each other and made a metallic sound. He looked up at the figure that was flying towards him. He raised his hand and threw a punch towards the other party.
His fist and Dahm's fingers touched lightly, but he didn't feel any strength at all.
Verne's face was slightly stunned. He instantly saw Dahm's red figure landing lightly behind him. His speed had increased by several times all of a sudden, to the point where even he was a little dazzled.
His heart trembled.
"Be careful! This person is … strange! Boom!!! "
Before his voice fell, Verne's entire upper body exploded to the left. A large cloud of blood mist shot out like a fountain. Half of it splashed onto Dahm who was behind him. He actually closed his eyes as if he was enjoying it. He opened his arms like a musician who was about to leave after a performance.
The smile that remained on Kurt's face instantly disappeared.
Lars' pupils shrunk as if he had seen an unbelievable scene.
Most of the vampires who were fighting around them were stunned. A large number of them were shot down by Dahm's subordinates who took the opportunity to shoot.
Pritto looked at Kaya with a strange expression.
"Is this someone your uncle invited?"
The latter had the same shocked expression and slowly shook her head. "My uncle is still on his way …"
The two Blood Breeds glanced at Isaros who was beside them. However, they realized that Isaros had a serious expression on her face, as if she had seen something unbelievable from the red figure.
"Take the opportunity to leave." Pritto felt Kaya writing on his palm. They were originally the ones who were surrounded, but now they had become the safest area in the battle between the two sides.
Pritto nodded slightly and quietly moved closer to Isaros. Isaros seemed to have sensed the movement as well. After thinking for a while, she understood their plan and moved closer to the car door with tacit understanding.
"That strange person should be a top-notch elite-level human. However, it's impossible for him to be a match for three ranked Blood Breeds. We can take the opportunity to leave while they're fighting."
Kaya said softly as she quietly moved towards the car door. "My uncle will be here soon to receive us."
"I'm sorry, but you can't go anywhere."
Suddenly, a gentle man's voice interrupted her actions.
Pritto and Kaya felt their scalps go numb. They did not even notice that someone was behind them. They turned around abruptly and saw a bespectacled man dressed in white standing behind them. They did not know when he had approached them.
"I think I heard something incredible just now …" The bespectacled man pushed his glasses up as a faint smile appeared on his face. "Blood Breeds? Ranked Blood Breeds? Could it be that those monsters with fast speed and strong vitality are the legendary Blood Breeds? "
As one of the Four Hunting Generals, his biggest hobby following Dahm was to satisfy his perverted hobby of torturing people.
"A mere human!" Kaya's expression darkened.
Before she could finish her sentence, three strong men and women with different physiques surrounded them. The Four Hunting Generals were the strongest and most terrifying perverted death row criminals that Dahm had gathered. Each of them had an extremely valiant and glorious past.
"Oh, oh, oh … So there really are vampires in this world?" A strong bald man who was holding a steel whip laughed cruelly. "I was wondering why a guy I caught in the past could recover so quickly. He could still move even after his limbs were torn off, his eyes were gouged out, and his tongue was still moving. So he was a vampire." He had a look of realization.
They were the purest thugs, world-class murderers. They had gathered under Dahm's command because Dahm's cruel temperament was completely in line with their habits. However, in reality, after the four of them joined forces and cultivated the Waterbird Fist, they could even fight against Dahm in his normal state. Their abilities were rather terrifying, so in order to distinguish them from his other subordinates, Dahm called them the Four Hunting Generals, which was translated as Asura War Generals.
"Aren't you worried about your leader?" Pritto tried to divert their attention. As a ranked Blood Breed, he could actually smell a dangerous aura from these four people. "He's facing three ranked Blood Breeds …"
As he spoke, his gaze unconsciously drifted towards the other side of the battlefield. What he saw shocked him so much that he couldn't say the rest of his words.
He was not the only one. Kaya, Isaros, and the two little fellows in the car were all staring at the battlefield not far away with their mouths agape.
The red-clothed man, Dahm, was laughing maniacally as he clashed with the three figures. The aftermath of the four people's attacks was so strong that even the surrounding vampires couldn't stand still and didn't dare to go near them.
Every time Dahm spread out his arms and brushed them, they were as light as a feather. The moment they touched the bodies of the three people, they would trigger a bloody explosion.
The three lower-ranked Blood Breeds were actually being suppressed by him. They couldn't even protect themselves, let alone gain an advantage. Among them, Verne, who had just been severely injured, was obviously showing signs of being unable to hold on.
"Hehehe, you can't even touch the Marshal's Dead Waterbird Fist, but you actually dare to clash with the Marshal's arms?" The bald man looked at the three Blood Breeds as if he was looking at idiots.
"Idiots! Those are three ranked Blood Breeds! Once they use that! "Kaya couldn't help but retort. However, she was stopped by Pritto and didn't continue.
At this moment, there was finally a change in the fight between the leaders.
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