After slaughtering seventy-three vampires in the town, Lin Qing had gained enough life energy to support walking in sunlight for thirty minutes.
Considering that he would inevitably be injured in a fierce battle with Kars, thereby shortening his operating time, Lin Qing had set his safe limit at:
Five minutes.
Not to kill Kars within five minutes.
But to find, within five minutes, an opportunity to tear open a small gap in Kars's spine or heart—the two areas where life energy was most concentrated.
As long as there was a small gap, the spinning steel ball could strike, and Lin Qing could absorb an unimaginably vast amount of life energy.
However, this was no easy task for Lin Qing now.
If he fought Kars head-on, then let alone five minutes—even fifty minutes or five hours—Lin Qing would never find such an opportunity.
Lin Qing himself was a half-Ultimate Lifeform. He knew full well that a body enhanced through several genetic modifications possessed unimaginably powerful reaction speed, learning ability, and instant battlefield judgment.
In that regard, Kars would only be stronger than Lin Qing.
Lin Qing could rely on only three variables:
Joseph Joestar.
Stroheim's army.
And Kars's arrogance.
And now, the variable had arrived—
Boom!
An unimaginably brilliant crimson-gold radiance erupted from the ordinary machete, shooting straight into the heavens and tearing through the clouds.
"Your next line is—"
Joseph Joestar pointed at Kars. "This was part of your plan too, wasn't it, Lin Qing?"
Having witnessed Lin Qing's transformation with his own eyes, Kars cried out in shock, "This was part of your plan too, wasn't it, Lin Qing—what?!"
Kars had not expected Joseph Joestar to see through his thoughts, much less for the lowly vampire before him to unleash such powerful, terrifying strength.
Was this truly power that