Very soon.
Excitement flashed in Mo Fan's eyes.
"Damn! Breaking through in the middle of battle—I really am the protagonist!"
He walked toward the crater, leaping lightning gathering in his hand once more.
But in that instant.
Nie Dong shot toward Mo Fan like a bullet, arriving before him in a flash.
Mo Fan had not expected this vampire Nie Dong to be so troublesome.
But soon, a sudden change occurred.
"Whoosh!"
A dark-red beam of energy shot in from the side at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow.
It was not aimed at Mo Fan, but at Nie Dong, whose face was twisted in a savage grin.
"Pfft!"
A bloody gleam tore across the sky, and Nie Dong was sent tumbling across the ground by the attack.
Mo Fan's pupils contracted.
"Who?!"
Two tall figures slowly emerged from the shadows.
They wore similar fitted black combat suits, their long hair fluttering slightly in the night breeze.
Their faces were pale, and dark gold swirled deep within their eyes.
Merely standing there, they drew the surrounding darkness toward them as though it were alive.
Mo Fan's heart sank.
He had already exhausted every ounce of strength just dealing with a heavily injured Nie Dong.
And now there were two more vampires in perfect condition.
But the next moment, he froze.
By the moonlight, he saw that the two vampires before him looked exactly like Liu Ru.
They quietly watched Nie Dong struggle in midair, bound and suspended by dark-red blood threads, their gazes terrifyingly calm.
There was no rage in their eyes, as though they were looking upon an enemy.
Instead, it was as if they were looking at a piece of trash about to be disposed of.
"L-Liu Ru?"
Mo Fan called out tentatively.
He