The snowfield began to crack, each fissure as if carved open by an invisible bloody light. The end of the snowfield transformed into a giant magic circle.

"I'm confirming one last time, Mr. Locke, are you not considering joining our vampire clan?"

On the silver-white snow, the biting wind whipped at Count Gregory's long coat, but the cold was as if non-existent to him.

"I truly admire you. Your talents should be used by our vampire clan."

The cracks gradually emitted light, and a blood-colored mist rose into the sky, sealing off the entire snowfield before Sigrid and Lan Qi, as if tons of magic were about to fall.

His pace was slow and steady, observing Sigrid and Lan Qi's expressions.

The little werewolf's breathing was full of exhaustion, his eyes filled with incomprehension.

And the imperial artisan beside her remained expressionless, as if unaffected by any external emotions.

Though mortal, he possessed an unwavering air of superiority.

His gaze alone seemed to negate all of Count Gregory's proposals.

"...Then it's a pity. Since you are both enemies of the vampire clan, you shall be erased together."

Count Gregory's voice carried a hint of disappointment. His scarlet eyes, now deep and majestic, were like an abyss, capable of endlessly drawing people in, their souls gradually lost.

He had lost all patience.

"..."

Sigrid looked up at the tall figure beside her. She knew in her heart that she had no chance against this vampire count.

Lan Qi could have survived, but because he angered the vampire count, now he would be erased as well.

She could only see the surrounding snowflakes trembling in the quake of this power, as if resisting an indescribable fear.

Dark, heavy clouds gathered in the sky, swirling rapidly under the pull of bloody magic, forming a huge vortex.

In this world, all sounds and colors seemed to be swallowed by Count Gregory's magic, leaving only a deathly silence.

Lan Qi and Sigrid on the ground could barely feel their own existence; everything around them became blurred and indistinct.

The magical imprint released by Count Gregory seemed to erase everything, including their senses.

"It's over."

Count Gregory announced coldly as a blood-colored tidal wave fell from the vortex in the sky.

In this moment of life and death, Sigrid was surprisingly calm.

Her eyes reflected Lan Qi's figure, and a gentle and relieved light shone in her purple pupils.

She had imagined many ways she might die.

But she never thought that when faced with death, she would find such a dreamlike and peaceful end.

She knew there was no hope, just like in this land of eternal night, the sun would never appear.

But she grasped Lan Qi's hand.

As long as she was beside this person, the gentleness of her dreams felt half-real.

Maybe…

Her lips trembled slightly, but she made no sound.

Time accelerated in an instant, and the monstrous magic covered their figures.

Suddenly, a shocking roar erupted on the snowfield, and thousands of thunderclaps sounded in the air, as if to shake the entire world!

Count Gregory watched with a cold smile as the weak were engulfed by magic.

A sudden gust of wind swept across the entire snowfield, foreshadowing the arrival of dawn.

The roar of this storm dragon began as a tiny swirl, but quickly evolved into a fierce hurricane capable of tearing apart all things.

Under this powerful seventh-tier wind magic, all the magic laid down by Count Gregory was extinguished as easily as fragile paper.

And that wasn't the end of it.

Lan Qi covered Sigrid's eyes.

The earth rumbled, and blood splattered.

His other hand burst forth with a dazzling orange light that connected directly to the sky.

Was it a destroyer or a disruptor?

In that instant, Count Gregory, his face pale from the light, couldn't tell.

Suddenly.

The dazzling light, like the sun, overflowed the entire snowfield.

The land of eternal night instantly became a pure white world of light, almost bursting through the night sky, coating the entire snowfield with a layer of rainbow-like iridescence!

Like ripples cast in a pure white heaven, a sun-like orb of light rose in the land of eternal night. Under the blessing of the light, the earth became warm.

Under this great power, time seemed to be reversed, turning midnight into midday!

Count Gregory, who had been looking down from on high, clutched his eyes in pain as if pierced by a million needles, and was simultaneously blown into the sky by the gale stirred up by [Storm Dragon's Roar].

The power of the sun changed the color of the sky, piercing through the clouds.

In the sunlight, this wind gently caressed the earth, causing snowflakes to freeze in the air, both rising and falling.

And standing at the center of this storm was the god who controlled the sun.

His eyes were full of compassion and pity, and at the same time, a hint of regret, as if announcing the end of this game.

This was a summon that Lan Qi hadn't used in a long time, and now he had finally allowed it to bloom again.

[Radiant Virtue]

[Category: Summon Card]

[Grade: Orange Epic]

[Tier: 3]

[Effect: Continuously consumes a large amount of mana to summon a small sun with extreme brightness but no damage, interfering with the vision of all targets, increasing the temperature of the surrounding area, the radiant effect gradually increases in enclosed spaces, and the visual radiant effect gradually weakens in open terrain.]

[Note: In the morning, our songs reach the Supreme through the clouds, compassion and omnipotence, all saints respect, glory and praise, return to the wondrous body of the sun, lay down golden crowns, surround the shores of the crystal sea, millions of heavenly troops bow down, and sing the true name of our Lord together, Lan Men.]

"No, impossible!"

In that instant, Count Gregory preferred to believe that the light that stung his eyes was just an illusion.

But the truth was, the power in his whole body was weakened to only a tenth!

Even the power of the sun seemed to be constantly refracted and amplified on the snow, giving him the terrifying punishment of being exposed to the sun beyond midday.

"The early bird catches the worm. Young people should go to bed early and get up early to adjust their schedules, instead of turning day and night upside down all the time. And I caught another vampire staying up late."

Lan Qi listened to Count Gregory's heart-wrenching screams under the radiance of Radiant Virtue, while covering Sigrid's eyes, and sighed.

He always felt that vampires had a big problem: their schedules were terrible.

This was not only bad for their physical and mental health but also easily created a bad example and influence for teenagers.

He almost led Sigrid astray.

"You…"

Sigrid's voice was hoarse. Lan Qi covered her eyes, and the dazzling light made her instinctively close them.

She didn't know what was happening.

But at this moment, she only suspected that she had truly fallen into a dream.

So…

There was still a sun under the blood moon.

And there was also a sun-like person in her dreams.

Someone who would bring her radiance when she felt that the world had come to an end.

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