The First Vampire

Mr. Ji’s gaze slowly swept over Colin, seemingly able to see through the Blood Fog and discern every detail of him in his True Blood Form.

Colin only felt as if Mr. Ji’s gaze was like that of a butcher ready to slaughter a pig, contemplating where to make the first cut…

“Yes. I’ve long heard of your reputation, Mr. Ji.”

Mr. Ji scrutinized Colin thoroughly, then suddenly proposed:

“Winged Knight, if you swear fealty to me now, not only can I grant you a path to survival, but I can also help you obtain all the Druid scriptures in the Tower of Mages. Even the druidic artifact—The Heart of the Wild, can be lent to you for research.”

Colin pretended to ponder for a moment, then chuckled, “What if I am not willing to pledge loyalty to you?”

Mr. Ji calmly replied, “Then I can only kill you and study your corpse.”

At his words, the atmosphere turned instantly cold. It seemed as if even the air itself had become stagnant.

The Count Evan, still lying on the ground, gloated, “Winged Knight, why be so stubborn? The Count Angler is already dead, why not choose to follow a more promising master?”

With a cold smile, Colin said, “No one is yet worthy of being my master!”

Before he had finished speaking, Colin, flapping his bat wings, rocketed towards the sky.

Whoosh—

A fierce cyclone kicked up clouds of dust, but the next second it mysteriously halted.

Colin, flying mid-air, seemed like a butterfly caught in amber, awkwardly suspended halfway up.

His body was pulsating with Holy Light, and the blood-colored fog swirling around him grew denser, as if about to take the form of droplets of blood.

Roar!

A lion’s roar that shook the heavens boomed out.

Colin felt his blood come to an uncontrollable boil. A strong sense of impending danger enveloped him, causing him to desperately flap his bat wings.

Whoosh!

A streak of golden light flashed across the sky, turning everything in its path into nothingness.

Colin narrowly managed to move his body out of the path of the golden light, but his left wing was still hit.

In the middle of the intense pain, Colin was horrified to discover that most of his left wing had been sliced off.

Just like an airplane hit by a shell, Colin lost control mid-air, spiraling downward.

But just at the moment of potentially crashing to the ground, he struggled to rise again. His flight was ungainly, rather shaky, but Colin did not dare to pause for a second, rushing upwards into the higher altitudes.

Seeing this, Mr. Ji casually bent his knees, pushed off strongly, and soared into the sky, rapidly closing the gap between him and Colin.

Count Evan strained to turn his head, wanting to witness firsthand his enemy being killed by Mr. Ji.

However, the next second, his pupils constricted sharply.

Because, in the pitch-dark night sky, another figure had appeared, blocking the way between Mr. Ji and Colin.

This figure hovered in the air, spreading out his limbs suddenly.

Boom!

Dazzlingly intense white light burst out from him, scattering in all directions.

The hissing pillar of light, like a laser beam, swept across everything, turning the once pitch-dark night into a scene as bright as day.

The figure emitted a horrifying amount of power, like that of a vast ocean of Holy Light. His eyes shone with a dark golden luster as he looked down at the scene below him.

Mr. Ji abruptly halted in his track.

Watching Colin fluttering in the sky and getting farther away by following a crooked path, Mr. Ji had lost the interest to chase after him.

Because, standing in front of him, was Prince Lexie.

“Finally caught you, Mr. Ji!”

Prince Lexie said this without any facial expression, but his tone was laced with inescapable anger.

Since his ascension to the Holy Field, Prince Lexie had never been bested by anyone. However, Mr. Ji, at that time just a sixth-tier Mage, had embarrassed a Holy Knight until utter disgrace ensued, leaving them unwelcome to the world.

With such animosity, it’s no surprise that Prince Lexie chased after Mr. Ji relentlessly from the North Territory to the East Territory.

“Nice to see you again, Prince Lexie,” Mr. Ji greeted with a sincere smile, as if welcoming a long-lost friend.

Prince Lexie coldly squinted at Mr. Ji and then spoke with a chilling voice:

“For blaspheming the remains of a Holy Knight, Mr. Ji, you are bound to become an enemy of the Empire!”

Mr. Ji casually laughed it off. “Really? It’s strange though, inside the Empire, I keep finding one ally after another.”

Upon hearing this, the below-standing Count Evan anxiously shrinked his neck, fearing that Prince Lexie would notice him.

Just as he was dazed, the two Holy Knights in the sky began their combat.

The magnificent Holy Light engulfed the entire city in an instant, completely dispelling the pitch-black night.

Count Evan tried to observe the action but found he couldn’t open his eyes. It was as if the sun had suddenly erupted above him, the dazzling light made it impossible to look directly.

Hummm—

A roaring sound filled his ears, and Count Evan found he couldn’t hear anything else.

Blood streamed from his eyes, nose, and ears, while his consciousness slipped into confusion.

Only when the afterwave from the battle finally dissipated did Count Evan slowly regain consciousness.

He tried to open his eyes and found the night sky had once again returned to darkness, and both Mr Ji and Prince Lexie were nowhere in sight.

The faint rumbling, like the sound of distant thunder, echoed occasionally from the East, accompanied by bursts of Holy Light that resembled lightning strikes.

It seems that the battle between the two Holy Knights is not yet finished; they merely shifted location.

Count Evan tried to get up but found himself unable to move at all.

“Anna, Anna!”

Count Evan tried to wake up his sister.

After much shouting, Anna finally made a soft sound and slowly opened her eyes.

Count Evan was overjoyed, but his smile soon faded as he heard the sound of something parting the air.

Then, his smile froze on his face.

Because the nightmarish figure was returning!

Thud!

Colin landed heavily, chuckled at the trembling Count Evan and said,

“Count Evan, do you still think Mr. Ji can save you now?”

Count Evan’s lips twitched, stunned and horrified, he shouted,

“No, don’t kill me! Whatever you want, just tell me, I can satisfy you!”

Colin laughed coldly and said, “Do you really think you have something I want? Even if you become the Duke of the East, you can’t give me what I want.”

“Wait!” Anna exclaimed, “As long as you spare my brother, I’m willing to serve you faithfully!”

“Loyalty?” Colin smirked, “I can’t bear the loyalty of a St. Prowse member!”

If it were before Marquis Vincent’s betrayal, Colin might not have minded having one more Bloodline with the potential to become a Holy Knight. But now, he wouldn’t be so foolish as to transform an enemy into a Bloodline.

Moreover, having been just chastised by Lord Reader, how could he show mercy this time?

Squish!

With a strong downward kick, Count Evan’s skull exploded like a melon!