Her white dress was stained with blood, and her messy blonde hair was spread out.
Her eyes were wide open, and her face was filled with horror. The girl's fear before her death was vividly displayed.
Although Rogge didn't have any personal grudges with vampires, there was one thing that he hated.
Although vampires needed to consume blood to survive, he hated the way vampires treated humans as playthings.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest!
In order to survive, it was understandable for vampires to consume human blood.
But there were some vampires that consumed blood not to survive, but to satisfy their own perverted desires.
For example, they enjoyed the fear and panic of humans when death approached, and used the insignificance of humans to contrast their strength and superiority, thus obtaining pleasure.
"You were able to come here under the siege of those trash. You have the qualifications to be my descendant.
"Kneel down and submit to me! I, Alexander Crist, will grant you eternal life! "
The vampire named Alexander opened his arms and spoke to Rogge in an exaggerated tone, as if a superior emperor was bestowing a gift to a commoner.
"Idiot!"
Rogge's answer to Alexander's suggestion was abnormally simple.
After he finished speaking, he ignored Alexander's increasingly cold eyes and directly removed the last few ultraviolet grenades and "onion" grenades from his tactical vest.
"Ignorant human, you know what you rejected …"
Just as Alexander Crist was about to let Rogge understand what he rejected, two ultraviolet grenades with the safety pins removed flew in front of him.
Behind the two ultraviolet grenades, there was an "onion" grenade.
The "onion" grenade wasn't a grenade made of onions, but a tactical grenade filled with onion extract.
For example, the common flash grenades, smoke grenades, and so on were tactical grenades.
Boom boom boom …
Three consecutive explosions rang out, and the originally quiet third floor of the castle instantly became lively.
The power and impact of the explosion wasn't small, but it didn't cause any damage to Alexander.
Before the grenades exploded, Alexander's body disappeared like an illusory shadow, completely disappearing in front of Rogge.
Shadow Jump!
Using the power of shadows, Alissanda disappeared from where he stood and suddenly appeared behind Rogge.
Just as Alexander, whose mouth and hands were stained with the girl's blood, was about to use his sharp right claw to pierce through Rogge's heart, a silver-white dagger appeared in front of him at an unimaginable speed and stabbed into his right eye.
"Ah!!!"
The excruciating pain from his right eye made Alexander scream uncontrollably. He struggled to retreat.
"Did you know that I rarely kill my enemies in battle?
"And you just so happen to have the qualifications."
After blinding Alexander's right eye with the silver dagger, Rogge slowly turned around and said coldly.
"Kneel down and beg. Beg me to mercifully end your life."
As he spoke, Rogge took off the silver katana on his back and looked at Alexander as if he was looking at an ant.
"Hahaha … interesting … interesting …"
Alissanda didn't expect Rogge to return the words he had just said.
Laughing wildly, Alexander pulled out the silver dagger that was stabbed into his right eye and licked the blood on the dagger.
"Come, let me see how you're going to end my life!"
Under the nourishment of the power of blood, Alexander's pierced right eye quickly recovered.
Within a few seconds, his right eye returned to its original state, as if everything before was just an illusion.
The vampire's recovery was originally very good, and Alexander was one of the best.
Unlike the vampires who pursued physical strength and magical power, Alexander didn't choose the two most stable paths.
Regeneration!
On the basis of the vampire's amazing recovery, he pursued an immortal regenerative ability.
Alissanda's choice was very unconventional, but he relied on this unconventional choice to walk his own path.
Relying on this obsessive pursuit, Alexander was promoted from an ordinary Vampire to an Earl, and even received the title of "Alexander the Immortal" among the vampires.
If you don't go crazy, you won't live!
Alexander Crist was a typical representative of this philosophy.
Rogge ignored Alexander's maniacal laughter and shifted his gaze to Alexander's limbs.
The best way to communicate with a perverted vampire like Alexander was not words, but violence.
Thus, when Alexander opened his mouth and laughed wildly, Rogge directly launched an attack.
Body Flicker!
The Shadow Leap that Alexander just used was not bad, but for Rogge who was used to high-speed combat, it was nothing.
The speed that Alexander just displayed didn't even make him interested in using Lightning Body Flicker.
Before Alexander's laughter stopped, Rogge was already in front of him.
Then, a silver arc flashed across Alissanda's sight.
Before Alexander could react, his right hand holding the silver dagger was completely separated from his body.
After chopping off Alexander's right hand, Roger did not stop what he was doing. He continued to wield the silver katana.
Left hand, right foot, left foot …
In less than three seconds, Alexander's limbs were all removed by Rogge.
Bright red blood splashed out from the wounds on his limbs, and Alexander fell back uncontrollably.
However, Rogge's attack still didn't stop.
Before Alexander's body fell to the ground, the silver katana slashed across his chest again and again, cutting the clothes on his upper body into pieces.
As the pieces of clothes fluttered like fallen leaves, the wound on Alexander's chest was fully revealed.
Rogge didn't use the katana to "write" on Alexander's body, but used the sharp blade to draw a bloody hexagram.
After doing all this, he summoned a small cluster of hellfire to his left hand and let the hellfire burn on the middle finger of his left hand.
Alexander didn't expect Rogge's attack to come so quickly.
It was indeed painful to have his limbs cut off, but it couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.
"Who are you?"
Alexander, who was cut into a human stick, shouted in horror.
Rogge didn't answer his question, but slowly came to him with the katana that was still dripping with blood, waiting for him to recover.
Alexander's terrifying regenerative ability, which he obtained with all his might, was once again reflected at this time.
Under Rogge's gaze, his limbs began to recover quickly.
However, just as Alexander's limbs were about to recover, Rogge once again waved the katana in his hand.
Chi Chi Chi Chi …
It was another four slashes, and Alexander's limbs were once again separated from him.
"Who are you!"
Alexander asked Rogge loudly again.
Rogge still didn't answer, but at the moment Alexander finished speaking, he flicked the small cluster of hellfire on his left middle finger.
The hellfire bullet, which was only the thickness of a finger, hit Alexander's chest like a bullet, and then ignited the blood on Alexander's chest like igniting oil, igniting the hexagram cut out by the katana.
"Ah!!!"
Alexander screamed again.
The burning hellfire on his chest not only brought him extreme pain, but also completely disrupted his control of the power of blood.
Just now he seemed to have lost control, but in fact, he was secretly mobilizing the power of blood in his body, trying to cast magic to completely get away from Rogge.
But his plan had just begun, and it was seen through by Rogge.
Looking at Alexander, who was rolling on the ground and constantly screaming, Rogge's face didn't change.
Torturing the enemy to death is not a praiseworthy thing.
Similarly, playing with human life with self-righteous arrogance is not a praiseworthy thing.
Defeating Alexander, Rogge wasn't dissatisfied at all.
But he didn't do that.
Because he wanted to let this self-righteous vampire feel the despair experienced by the humans who were played to death by him.
He wasn't fighting Alexander as Konoha's Minato, but as a human to "avenge" Alexander.
Alexander, the vampire count's screams lasted for more than five minutes before they gradually grew softer. Then, they stopped.
The silver katana was inserted into Alexander's head and nailed him to the ground like a worm. Rogge walked toward the other rooms on the third floor.
…
A few minutes later, Rogge, who sent all the vampires on the third floor of the castle to hell, returned to the gate of the castle that was blown up by the rocket.
"All done?"
The Blade Warrior, dressed in black, was leaning against the wall next to the door, holding a cigar of unknown brand in his hand.
"Of course!"
Rogge simply replied, then turned to look at the castle where there were no vampires.
"Aren't you going to deal with it?"
After taking a deep breath of the cigar, the Blade Warrior pointed to the surveillance cameras next to the gate.
"I killed so many of their people, I have to leave them a target for revenge, otherwise, it would be too unreasonable."
Rogge came with the idea of completely offending the vampires from the beginning.
Otherwise, how could he wait for the revenge of those vampires?
Without these vampires, he couldn't get the collection he wanted.
"After returning to Los Angeles, help me spread the news that you and a man named Namikaze Minato have joined forces to eliminate all the vampires in the castle."
Before driving away from the castle, Rogge deliberately said to the Blade Warrior.
"Do you still care about this reputation?"
"No, I just hope that those vampires can find me faster."
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