The Blade's Advanced Stealth Skill!

But soon, the vampires calmed down.

"A mere human, what does it matter even if his weapon is good?" one vampire said dismissively.

Their vampire physiques were far superior to those of humans; as long as they avoided that strange watermelon knife, they could easily take him down.

Many vampires found this logic sound and immediately swarmed forward, lunging at Du Mu with bared fangs and claws!

Eye of Death!

Suddenly, the movements of the vampires became incredibly sluggish!

Du Mu did not hesitate in the slightest; with a flick of his wrist, the watermelon knife slashed out rapidly!

Swish! Swish!

Two flashes of cold light passed, and the heads of two vampires flew off, their bodies instantly turning into scattering ash!

Du Mu's offensive did not stop for a second!

He gripped the watermelon knife tightly and unleashed a flurry of slashes at the other vampires swarming toward him!

Driven by his immense strength, the blade easily tore through the vampires' bodies. Before they could even finish their screams, they exploded into clouds of ash amidst the blade light!

The intense slaughter here instantly drew the attention of every vampire in the bar.

They were stunned at first to see their companions die, but their bloodthirsty instincts quickly replaced reason, and one after another, they rushed toward Du Mu!

Seeing this, Du Mu did not retreat but advanced instead, his figure surging forward as he plunged headlong into the midst of the vampires!

Setting aside their supernatural status, in Du Mu's eyes, these vampires were no different from random street thugs; their attacks were completely disorganized, consisting only of biting and clawing. Coupled with the Nichirin Blade in his hand—which was the natural bane of vampires—killing them was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables!

Hand up, blade down! Hand up, blade down!

He didn't even blink!

The number of vampires on the scene plummeted, and a thick layer of ash had already accumulated on the ground beneath Du Mu's feet.

"No, don't come over here!"

The remaining vampires huddled in the corner, their sanity finally returning as they trembled at the sight of Du Mu holding the watermelon knife.

Who said this guy was human?

He was a hundred times more ferocious than they were!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Cold light flashed repeatedly, and the last few vampires turned into fly ash.

Du Mu shook the ash off the watermelon knife and glanced at his mission progress.

[Current Vampire Kills: 34]

Ignoring the mess, Du Mu left the underground bar and took care of the two security guards stationed at the iron door on his way out.

Yes, those two were vampires as well.

"System, help me mark some locations."

Following Du Mu's words, a dozen crimson markers immediately appeared on the map, scattered across New York.

This was intelligence Du Mu had extracted from that red-haired woman with wavy hair; they were all vampire gathering spots.

Looking at the markers on the map, Du Mu loosened his muscles.

"Time to grind!"

In the time that followed, Du Mu began shuttling through the streets and alleys of New York, sweeping through one vampire stronghold after another.

The vampires' bases were much the same, either bars or nightclubs, which fit the characteristics of such creatures perfectly.

The only exception was a church, where everyone from the priest to the cleaning lady was a vampire, perfectly illustrating the concept that the most dangerous place is the safest place.

Unfortunately, their disguise was meaningless in Du Mu's eyes, and he sent them all to meet God with his watermelon knife.

One wondered what God would think upon seeing this group of fake-believing vampires.

Relying solely on his watermelon knife, Du Mu hacked his way from the south side of New York to the north, slashing back and forth for three days and three nights!

Even Chen Haonan had never been this busy!

In just three days, Du Mu had swept through over a dozen vampire gathering spots, and his kill count had soared to over four hundred.

His actions were incredibly swift, and the commotion he caused didn't even attract the attention of ordinary humans.

The only thing was that nearby residents felt the air quality had worsened lately, as if there was always some mysterious ash floating in the air.

The following evening, Du Mu set out again.

But this time, he discovered that the security at his target stronghold had clearly been upgraded by several notches.

Evidently, the vampire community had caught wind of the situation and had begun to take precautions.

Just as Du Mu was hiding in the shadows observing the entrance of a nightclub, a low voice sounded behind him without warning:

"You are the Vampire Hunter?"

"Who! Who's there!"

Du Mu's eyes widened as he scanned his surroundings vigilantly.

"I'm to your right."

Hearing the voice, Du Mu finally noticed that standing in the shadows beside him was a sturdy Black man dressed in a black leather trench coat, wearing black sunglasses, and wrapped in black gear from head to toe.

He was almost one with the darkness; if one didn't look carefully, it would be very difficult to spot him.

Du Mu couldn't help but exclaim, "What a high-level stealth skill! Even I didn't notice you!"

Blade: "?"

He was just standing there perfectly still; there was no stealth involved.

"Right, what did you call me just now?" Du Mu asked.

"Vampire Hunter."

Blade repeated it, his voice low: "It is said that someone has been clearing out several vampire strongholds one after another recently, slaughtering hundreds of vampires, and has thus been dubbed the Vampire Hunter by them. I assume that person is you, right?"

"What a cliché codename."

Du Mu retorted, looking Blade up and down: "Then who are you?"

Blade said coldly: "You can call me Blade. Like you, my target is that bunch of blood-sucking scum."

"Got it, so you're here to kill-steal."

Du Mu suddenly realized, immediately pulling out his watermelon knife while pondering how many pieces he should cut Blade into.

Blade: "?"

He couldn't quite keep up with Du Mu's train of thought, but he could still see that Du Mu had a strong desire to kill vampires.

The enemy of an enemy is a friend.

Blade immediately said: "Don't worry, I won't interfere with your operation. I'm looking for a vampire named Deacon Frost. According to my intelligence, one of his important subordinates is hiding in this stronghold."

He paused, looking at the heavily guarded entrance.

"However, your actions over the past few days have scared the hell out of these scum. Now, all vampire strongholds have tightened their defenses. Once we cause a big commotion here, the vampires inside will definitely slip away immediately. At that point, it will be difficult to drag these rats hiding in the gutters out again."

Du Mu nodded; there was indeed some truth to that.

The enemies in this game were not like monsters in other games that would just stay in their specific spots, waiting for players to come and farm them.

"Then what is your suggestion?"

"We can cooperate. All the blood-sucking scum inside are yours; I only want Frost's subordinate."

"Heh, why should I..."

"I can provide you with more vampire strongholds."

"Pleasure doing business with you!"