Never Consider Them Her Own Kind

Deacon Thaddeus Ross has assembled a powerful Blood Clan in Los Angeles.

This secret hideout houses a considerable number of vampires; in addition to those capable of fighting, many cannon fodder have also been summoned.

There aren't many other things about the Blood Clan, but they have a lot of cannon fodder.

Those who are first embraced by lower-level Blood Clan are only slightly stronger than ordinary humans, but when there are many of them, they can still have an effect.

The Blood Clan has a strict hierarchy, and it is very difficult to rise through the ranks; one needs to accumulate seniority.

The Summoning of the higher Blood Clan must be obeyed, even if they are unwilling.

"Sir Thaddeus Ross, you must have a reason for summoning us here."

Who is our enemy?

Several Blood Clan dukes, still unaware of what was going on, found Deacon Thaddeus Ross.

Deacon Thaddeus Ross said sternly, "Laman, Ian, don't rush."

"Some humans have challenged the dignity of our Blood Clan; they must be taught a lesson."

"Otherwise, the higher-ups will treat us like pushovers, easily manipulated and controlled."

Upon hearing his words, the Blood Clan dukes fell silent.

The relationship between vampires and the upper echelons of humanity is complex.

Unlike Mutants, Mutants are born that way and are mysterious to humans, and humans cannot become Mutants.

But vampires are different; if the upper echelons of humanity want to... they can become vampires.

Moreover, for some people, the greatest attraction of vampires is their ability to live forever.

Although there is a drawback—that they will never see the sun—the mere fact that they can live is enough to move countless people.

Of course, while some people are interested, others are dismissive.

Many of the higher-ups in humanity want to completely eliminate vampires, and they are divided into two factions.

Therefore, Blood Clan also have a tough time, forced to survive in the cracks, and must have strong military power to deter humans, and cannot appear too weak.

Therefore, they are very sensitive and will retaliate if provoked.

"Who provoked us?"

Laman asked.

"They are two humans, female."

Deacon Thaddeus Ross's words caused everyone to exchange bewildered glances.

"A weak woman?"

They just found it funny.

Even among the Blood Clan, powerful female Blood Clan are rare.

Of course, Lilith, the mother of vampires, doesn't count; she's no longer just Blood Clan.

Deacon Thaddeus Ross glanced at them coldly. "They weren't weak; they were the ones who ransacked the bar. Although they were all low-level Blood Clan, not one of them survived."

"They harbor a deep hatred for our Blood Clan; they are mortal enemies, bound to fight to the death."

He was speechless when he heard what his subordinates reported.

They had no prior hatred, but simply because the bartender wouldn't give them drinks, they killed all the vampires.

Although he knew there must be other stories behind it, such as Blood Clan coveting their 'fresh blood'.

But it's just a little blood. Ordinary people donate blood twice a week, and it won't cause any harm!

Putting aside the facts, are these two humans without fault?

"If that's the case, then we must eliminate them!"

Duke Laman also spoke.

Thank you for coming together.

Just then, a pink motorcycle descended from the sky.

Arcee: I'm clearly Autobots, so how can I fly?

That's right, it's Bayonetta's driving skills.

She drove Arcee directly to the rooftop next door and then made a 'heroic entrance'.

"Bang!"

Arcee slammed down heavily; the already heavy female Autobots, combined with the weight of the two witches, instantly turned the unfortunate vampire into mincemeat.

Blood splattered everywhere!

But Bayonetta simply held the gun in both hands, blew on it, and said playfully, "That way I won't have to search them one by one; killing them would be too inefficient!"

Under the moonlight, the two witches resembled aloof goddesses.

"It's them!"

Deacon Thaddeus Ross's face darkened upon seeing the two witches.

He wasn't afraid. Even if these two women were strong, could they really cause chaos within the Blood Clan?

It's important to understand that those here are mostly powerful Blood Clan, not the ants from before.

"We haven't even come looking for you yet, and you dare to come knocking on our door? You're asking for it!"

Upon hearing Deacon Thaddeus Ross's words, Bayonetta looked over. "So you're the ringleader. You're going to die, I said."

"Arrogant!"

Deacon Thaddeus Ross roared, "Now even God can't save you!"

"Go! Whoever takes them down gets to enjoy them first!"

The saying goes, "A great reward will surely bring forth brave men," and the Blood Clan.

Bayonetta and Jeanne of Arc evoke a powerful sense of conquest.

Everyone wants to vent their frustrations on them.

But then someone else spoke up.

"God didn't come, but I did."

Faora's indifferent voice came from the sky.

Several high-ranking vampires looked up and their eyes narrowed immediately.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, obscuring the moon. She floated in mid-air, the cold wind blowing her Cloak, which billowed in the breeze.

"A bunch of filthy creatures, they're definitely not human."

Faora found this utterly repulsive.

Krypton once conquered the universe, and the Krypton Empire expanded its territory to an enormous extent. It encountered countless disgusting creatures, most of which were wiped out by the Kryptonians.

For Faora, this mutated humanoid creature was utterly unforgivable!

"I will never consider these filthy things as my own kind, and I can never accept them."

"Bang!"

Perhaps because Faora's oppressive aura was too strong, one of the vampire cannon fodder couldn't hold back and pulled the trigger in fear.

"Da da!"

This triggered a chain reaction, with most of the vampires firing at Faora in the sky.

Blood Clan also keep up with the times; cold weapons have long been obsolete for them. With guns available, who would still use a sword?

What frightened Deacon Thaddeus Ross and his men was that Faora in the sky didn't even flinch, letting the bullets hit her.

Her black Super Suit was made of an unknown material; no matter how many millimeters of bullet it was, it would only produce a few sparks before being deflected.

Some unlucky ones were even hit by stray bullets.

Fortunately, Blood Clan recover quickly, so this gunshot wound is nothing.

Even after everyone had emptied their magazines, Faora was still floating in the air.

Under the fearful gazes of all the Blood Clan, she merely tilted her head. "Finished? Such a weak weapon."

Then, her figure vanished instantly.

Like a fleeting shadow, when Deacon Thaddeus Ross saw her again, she had already pounced on the flock of sheep like a tiger.

He never imagined that one day he would be able to describe the powerful Blood Clan as a flock of sheep.

In his memory, Blood Clan had always been powerful, possessing innate talents that humans, an inferior race, could not match.

But now, his understanding has been completely shattered.