As everything settled down and the scene returned to normal, the atmosphere in the air was strangely deathly still.
The two vampires stood there completely dumbfounded, unable to react in the slightest.
Vampires were called the strongest demon race because they could freely command familiars without suffering the side effect of having their life force devoured by them.
But now, the familiars they had been so proud of had been blocked head-on by someone's bare fists, and that person was completely unharmed!
Even if their opponent was a Demon Slayer who specialized in dealing with demons, the two vampires simply could not accept it.
Little did they know that Wu Yan's heart was just as far from calm...
They were only at the seventh tier, and the familiars summoned by two vampires of mediocre bloodline—practically the most ordinary kind—had actually consumed a full tenth of his magic power in their clash!
Wu Yan was no run-of-the-mill vampire. He was a True Ancestor at the very pinnacle of vampirekind. That tenth of his magic power, if used to maintain Itogami City's normal daily operations, would have been enough for an entire month! Yet now, that amount of magic power had been consumed in a clash with familiars summoned by two ordinary vampires...
No wonder familiars were proof of why vampires were called the strongest demon race!
No wonder these otherworldly summoned beasts were synonymous with destruction and ruin!
They truly deserved to be called beings made from condensed magic power...
Flexing his hand, which was still giving off wisps of smoke, Wu Yan's eyes were filled with delight even though the two vampires had not yet been dealt with.
He had fully experienced the power of familiars.
The familiars he summoned would surely be several times stronger than the ones summoned