My Players Are Ferocious!
Chapter 1209

The Day the Blood River Reversed: The Origin of the Blood Lords

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"Bang!"

The two black Blood Vulture blades clashed several times in the blink of an eye as they crossed rapidly. Their movements looked as light as a sword dance, but the sparks flying from the cutting edges showed that either blade could take a life at any moment. The two vampires wielding them darted back and forth in the cramped space, sometimes using a beat of their wings to launch a flash-like charge or retreat. The spectacle dazzled the eyes and left the Hell-Diver soldiers who had gathered to watch the "exhibition match" holding their breath.

The two vampires were only testing their skills, but one was the governor of Transia and the other the undisputed leader of Transia's armed forces. Even a casual bout between the two, prompted by nothing more than itchy sword hands, made for a fine show.

Still, anyone hoping to learn the Blood Eagle Clan's swordsmanship just by watching the duel was dreaming.

After all, each vampire family's swordsmanship had to be paired with that family's unique powers to unleash its full potential. Learning the techniques alone wasn't much use. Besides, anyone who really wanted to study Blood Vulture Swordsmanship could find a complete analysis posted by veteran players on the forums. The basic skill had long since been "open-sourced," and some eager fans had even gotten their hands on physical copies and started studying it offline as a way to keep fit.

But for the newbie Hell-Divers, watching high-caliber swordsmen from this world duel was a rare experience. They'd already completed their mission, and spending their free time aboard the ship meant dealing with an endless stream of chores. They might as well come watch the excitement.

"Bang!"

The practice blades finally decided the match on their thirty-fourth clash. Maxim's sword was knocked to

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