Chapter 1 The Night Shrouded by the Blood Moon

The night, cloaked in the blood moon's glow, seemed frozen in time.

The dark alley in the Briルダー Mafia's territory resembled a winding serpent, bottomless and leading into an unknown abyss.

In this stillness, the only sounds were faint, trembling breaths and the soft rustle of clothing.

Elsa and the little black cat huddled against a hidden wall, their hearts pounding like drums, terrified of making any noise that would disturb the air.

"..."

Viscount Carmel's eyes widened, his pupils slowly shifting to the left.

He could only see the white-gloved hand on his shoulder in his peripheral vision.

When had this person arrived?

He, Carmel, was himself a vampire with stealth-based authority. How could someone have silently pinned his shoulder?

As his gaze moved, he also caught sight of a figure with purple hair and blue eyes in the distance.

The Gryphon heiress of the Roland Marquis family?

"Landry..."

Ursula hid behind Professor Landry, not too far away.

This distance ensured that she wouldn't be easily affected, preventing Professor Landry from being constrained, but also wasn't too distant, preventing her from being captured and used as a hostage, hindering Landry.

In her opinion, this creature, suspected to be a vampire, was probably quite strong among the sixth tier. Coupled with the vampire race's immortality at night and innate epic authority, the hope for a human of the same tier to defeat him was small.

But since Landry dared to get so close to the vampire, it meant he was prepared to fight him head-on.

Ursula clenched her fist, swallowing hard.

If Landry lost, she would probably die too.

But at this moment, she could only trust the professor. He shouldn't be reckless.

She saw courage in this man, and also the spirit of her older brother, so she chose to believe in him.

At the other end of the dark alley.

"Meow meow meow! Lan Lan, you've finally come to save us, meow!"

The Cat Boss was teary-eyed, looking at Lan Qi, who had finally arrived.

If Lan Qi had been any later, it would have had to transform into a human.

But it didn't know if it could scare the vampire.

It had an unknown fear of turning into a human, just like humans turning into dragons. It was a completely different species.

The worst-case scenario would be to create a huge commotion and try to attract the Mafia boss.

Above the little black cat's head, Elsa's face was stained with tears as she stared blankly into the distance.

So, her brother really would come to save her.

But the overwhelming emotion that surged through her heart was followed by a chilling unease.

There were only two figures at the end of the dark alley she was staring at. First of all, the seven-figure kill count definitely couldn't be her brother's. Millions of direct kills were a battle damage ratio that humans could hardly achieve in their entire lives, unless they could use a ninth-tier forbidden spell to destroy a province.

Even if there really was such an inhuman destructive forbidden spell, it would probably require a life as the price to trigger, and even a ninth-tier powerhouse would never be willing to use it.

So, there was only one answer.

Her brother's opponent was extremely dangerous!

"Brother, run! This vampire has killed countless people!"

Elsa now regretted letting the little black cat call her brother. She was afraid of dragging him into this bottomless conspiracy.

A sixth-tier brother was already an extremely rare powerhouse, and could be considered the top echelon among the combat professors at the Saint Kreity Monastery, but if the enemy was a vampire earl or a vampire marquis, then her brother would just be a sacrifice killed with one blow.

"Many...?"

Lan Qi was slightly stunned.

Which vampire hasn't killed many people?

This vampire should be a sixth-tier viscount, and his current identity, Landry, was also sixth-tier, completely capable of exchanging a few blows. Why was Elsa so scared?

"A full seven figures!"

Elsa added.

"Oh, my, that means I've caught a big fish."

Lan Qi said in surprise, sizing up the black-clad figure in front of him.

He originally thought it was just an unremarkable vampire viscount, but he didn't expect him to have a seven-figure kill count.

If he could capture this guy and turn him into a merit-making machine, Xiu Bao could just press a button and achieve merit freedom for the rest of his life!

"I haven't killed that many people."

Viscount Carmel said with a gloomy expression.

To be honest, it was the first time in his life that he had personally explained something like this.

He was never afraid of the karma and retribution that the followers of the Goddess of Destiny spoke of. After all, the vampires were born as the highest race in the world. It was the happiness of inferior races to offer everything to them.

But the other party's inexplicable misunderstanding made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Criminals are often unwilling to admit they've killed people, and have no self-awareness of their kill count. It's normal."

Lan Qi replied indifferently.

"Heh."

In any case, after confirming that the person behind him was Professor Landry, Carmel breathed a sigh of relief.

Carmel's brain worked rapidly.

In an instant, he analyzed the cause and effect of everything—

Elsa realized her brother had come, so she wanted to buy time and scare him, deliberately saying this to interfere with his judgment.

Landry wasn't an evil god. How could he have killed seven figures? It didn't make sense.

A sixth-tier magical engineering professor, even if his aura was strange, what use was it? He was the invincible immortal vampire of the same tier!

"Since that's the case, you..."

Carmel suddenly turned around, wanting to rip off the professor's head.

But before his raised hand could touch Professor Landry, the professor lightly moved his right foot and kicked him in the calf, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

"?"

Carmel, who was spinning around, opened his eyes again to find himself lying on the ground.

He felt like he hadn't hit the man at all.

"Why are you acting like Lao Wu, ready to fight at the slightest disagreement..."

But the black-haired man opened a magic shield on the right side, took two steps back, his lips slightly parted, and his eyes looked somewhat startled, as if he had barely blocked the sneak attack just now.

"I don't care who your Lao Wu is."

The veins on Carmel's forehead throbbed. In the next instant, he suddenly leaped up, raising his claws and stabbing towards Professor Landry's throat.

The other party's weak-selling eyes, the way he was playing him, and the superior attitude made his heart burn with anger.

He felt he couldn't stand this humiliation.

A great battle was about to break out in the dark alley.

A deafening explosion suddenly rang out deep in the dark alley.

Waves of air were set off, sending sand and container fragments flying, like a sudden black typhoon striking.

"..."

Ursula guarded herself warily, watching the intense sixth-tier battle between Professor Landry and the vampire in the dark alley.

This kind of practical combat was very valuable for learning.

Professor Landry was stronger than she had imagined, indeed capable of breaking into the Mafia port area.

But she always felt something was off.

She didn't know how to describe it.

The combat was completely fine.

Quite wonderful.

But from the perspectives of both sides, it was like one side couldn't use its full strength, while the other side was throwing the game and torturing the opponent.

"Hang in there!"

Elsa's heart was in her throat.

If she saw Landry get hurt because of her, she felt her heart would bleed.

"Meow..."

The Cat Boss was a little speechless in Elsa's arms.

It understood now.

Lan Qi was playing a black fist again. His only purpose was to make Elsa and Ursula see the battle as a back-and-forth sixth-tier fight.

As if the Goddess of Destiny was always on Landry's side, Viscount Carmel became more and more anxious as he fought, but he couldn't gain an advantage, and was gradually falling into a disadvantageous position.

"Landry, you are indeed very strong. Consider yourself lucky to have arrived today."

Viscount Carmel, who was gradually getting heated, forced himself to calm down at this point.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Judging from his initial instinct, when he didn't know that the man who had pinned his shoulder was Landry, he instinctively felt that this man was quite dangerous.

It was only after confirming that he was the sixth-tier Landry that he felt he could win.

But after truly exchanging blows with the other party, victory always seemed to be right in front of him, yet far away in the sky. Moreover, there was an inexplicable love in this man's eyes, as if he had seen a treasure or the best ingredient, making him feel particularly strange!

As the saying goes, the soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the stubborn, the stubborn are afraid of the desperate, and the desperate are afraid of the crazy.

Even though he, Carmel, was an immortal vampire, he also hated humans who looked like crazy people.

"Hmph, we'll meet again next time. Then you'll understand the true terror."

Viscount Carmel snorted coldly, his figure gradually becoming transparent, almost merging with the air.

The mission had already failed. There was no point in continuing to fight.

"Damn it!"

Ursula shouted angrily.

As a scout, she knew too well about this kind of unreasonable stealth magic.

The other party actually possessed magic that allowed them to retreat forcibly when they couldn't win. Now that they had let him run away, the Washington siblings would be in endless anxiety!

"You come back here."

With a grab, Lan Qi directly turned Viscount Carmel from semi-transparent to solid.

"...?"

Carmel was dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the black-haired man's figure under the blood moon. He was like a lunar eclipse, blocking the faint light of the scarlet moon, and like a black sun himself, completely overshadowing the blood moon's radiance.

"I'm going to make you into a souvenir and give it to..."

Lan Qi muttered to himself, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Professor Landry?!"

Viscount Carmel shouted in horror with a distorted expression.

At this moment, he finally slowly realized something.

His initial intuition was not wrong.

"You, you can't possibly be..."

You can't possibly be Landry!

Before he could finish his words, he felt his throat no longer make any sound.

Viscount Carmel was one hundred and one percent certain that this man pretending to be sixth-tier had actually stepped into the transcendent realm!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to forcibly interrupt his exquisite escape magic with a brick-flying technique!

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!"

Viscount Carmel's pupils kept contracting, struggling with all his might.

Now that Professor Landry was choking his neck, he completely felt that the other party wasn't acting anymore, or that the other party felt he should be finished. The nerves in his entire body seemed to have been deprived of control, and resistance began to become gradually ineffective.

Didn't their vampires control the core of the Kreity Empire?

Why would such a strange creature suddenly appear in the capital of Kreity?

When he realized the seriousness of the problem, it was already too late.

Even if the other party still behaved like a human in the sixth-tier range, Viscount Carmel was certain that this guy would behave slightly stronger than him based on his strength, always only a little bit stronger.

He was unwilling to encounter this kind of black-fist fighter!

Viscount Carmel's eyes burned with mad rage, as if telling Landry, wait, no matter who you are, when the Marquis finds you, you and your sister will still be doomed!

"Lan Qi, I used a little bit of serious magic just now, the magic fluctuations that spread out may be sensed by nearby powerhouses."

Talia spoke to Lan Qi in her mind.

Although she wasn't a pushover, a sixth-tier wanting to run away in front of her was really thinking too much.

But no matter what, this was the Mafia's territory, and a dozen Mafia corpses were lying in the alley. If other powerful Mafia members came, they might fall into new trouble later.

"There's no problem, don't worry Tata. This area has a strong shielding barrier. The Imperial Military Headquarters is very far from here, and the Sixth Army God, Violet, is not here either."

Lan Qi chatted with her in his mind.

The closer he got to the internal area of the Mafia port, the stronger the shielding barrier became.

The Mafia boss was a seventh-tier physical profession, not very sensitive to magic, and shouldn't be able to find them because of this.

"No, Professor..."

Ursula was watching from a distance behind, feeling something was a little off.

According to the normal process, shouldn't such a powerful enemy be able to escape forcibly after saying harsh words?

Why could you grab him back against the fear of death?

"Did you win?"

Ursula skillfully jumped to a stop not far from the professor. She looked at the vampire viscount, whose neck was firmly held by the professor's right hand, but still had a terrifying look in his eyes. She couldn't help but avert her gaze and stood to the other side of Landry.

"It's really dangerous. You could say it was evenly matched."

Lan Qi comforted Ursula, answering easily.

Ursula was the boldest student he had ever seen. She was nearly caught in a sixth-tier battle at third-tier, but could still remain calm.

"I don't think you look tired at all. You didn't even sweat..."

Ursula thought this was the most fake—

It's fine if you didn't get hurt after the fight, and your clothes didn't even get a speck of dust, but the most outrageous thing is that you didn't sweat at all.

What kind of water did you release?

Never mind.

Ursula sighed and stopped looking up and down at this Professor Landry with disdain.

In any case, he rushed over without hesitation and successfully saved Elsa. This guy was a good brother who kept his word.

"Accept a disciple!"

The Cat Boss was overjoyed, and laid down for another game.

Lan Qi told it that if, at the end of a game, the worst player on one's side said "Accept a disciple" in full screen, it could play a good role in comforting the other party, demonstrating the winner's master demeanor and atmosphere.

So from now on, the Cat Boss would be responsible for shouting "Accept a disciple."

"Brother..."

Elsa hadn't fully recovered from the near-death experience. She just felt that this familiar yet unfamiliar man was too strong, able to defeat a vampire with a seven-figure kill count.

And.

She looked down at the cat in her arms, which said such things with an innocent look on its face. She felt it might have been deceived again.

As everyone knew, when you lose, seeing the worst scrub on the opposite side still shouting "Accept a disciple" is undoubtedly the most mentality-breaking thing.

Oh well, the cat was strong. Learning taunt skills to attract firepower shouldn't be a problem, as long as it didn't taunt a bunch of eighth and ninth-tier experts.

(End of this chapter)