The fierce night wind kept tugging at the black trench coats of the Third Squad soldiers.
They seemed to be divided into riflemen and grenadiers as well.
The riflemen carried STG-44 assault rifles.
The only grenadier was the squad leader.
The cannon-barreled weapon in his hands was a rocket launcher called the Tank Killer.
[Bang!]
Not long after.
Sorin, wielding a massive scythe, was the first to land, kicking up wave-like clouds of dust across the fields the villagers had painstakingly cultivated.
Then came a succession of bang bang bang sounds.
Each soldier was like a shell falling from the sky, blasting apart swathes of earth and crops behind Sorin.
Such an impressive entrance certainly gave Sorin plenty of presence.
It also demonstrated just how formidable a Vampire's physical abilities were.
They had free-fallen from five hundred meters up without suffering a scratch.
Sorin strode toward Village Chief Aigehan. Seeing a group of ghouls standing behind him and the village utterly silent and deathly still, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
"Yo, looks like you did a pretty good job~"
But as the distance between them closed, she inexplicably began to sense that something was wrong.
At that moment, Village Chief Aigehan also started walking toward Sorin.
"No, the concentration of blood in the air is wrong. It's far too faint!"
Sorin suddenly realized the key issue.
Logically speaking, a place that had been slaughtered by over a thousand ghouls—
Even after a day, it should still have reeked strongly enough to make one vomit.
Not to mention that Vampires were extremely sensitive to the scent of blood.
And there was no bloody smell coming from the ghouls behind him, either.
That was far too strange!
But the instant Sorin stopped walking.
Village Chief Aigehan suddenly quickened his pace