Alucard!?"
Watching the horrifying scene before him, Walter felt every hair on his body stand on end. "W-What the hell are you doing!?"
"Hehahahahaha..."
Unlike Walter, whose face was full of terror, Alucard was laughing happily.
His power covered all of London. Beneath that thick, boundless sea of filth, every corpse buried there felt an enormous pull.
The corpses came from all kinds of sources.
There were London civilians, ghouls, Vatican Crusaders, and vampires from Millennium.
Even the souls from the River of Death—those Undead Creatures that had not been burned to ash by holy fire—were bursting into pools of blood at this very moment.
All that blood gathered together. Under the influence of some force, it erupted from the ground before being drawn into Alucard's body. "Didn't I just tell you? I'm scum drowning in a cesspit... So when a monster like me gets hungry, I definitely won't be picky!"
"You!!!"
Hearing that, Walter did not know what to say for a moment. He instinctively swung his wires, slicing toward Alucard.
A cold blue metallic gleam flashed past.
Without the slightest resistance, Alucard's body was sliced vertically into two halves.
Yet in the very next instant, the bisected Alucard had completely healed. It could no longer even be called super-speed regeneration; it was more like instant restoration... There had been no process of regeneration at all. She had returned to normal in less than 0.001 seconds.
"This... This is already..."
Walter froze at the sight.
Yes, he had realized it. Once Alucard began devouring lives again, he seemingly had no way of killing her anymore.
"What a pity. You no longer have any possibility of defeating me."
Seeing Walter's stunned expression, Alucard naturally did not forget to rub salt into the wound. She absorbed the blood while sneering loudly.