But the vampires soon calmed down.
"Humans are nothing special. So what if he's got a good weapon?" one vampire scoffed.
Vampires were far stronger than humans. As long as they avoided that bizarre Watermelon Knife, they could still take him down with ease.
Many of the vampires thought that made sense. They immediately swarmed forward, baring their fangs and claws as they lunged at Du Mu!
Eye of Death!
In an instant, the vampires' movements slowed to a crawl!
Du Mu didn't hesitate for a moment. He flicked his wrist, and the Watermelon Knife swept out!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two flashes of cold light streaked past. Two vampires' heads flew into the air, and their bodies instantly crumbled into scattered ash!
Du Mu's assault didn't let up!
He gripped the Watermelon Knife tightly and hacked away at the other vampires swarming toward him!
Driven by his immense strength, the blade easily sliced through their bodies. The vampires couldn't even finish screaming before they burst into clouds of ash beneath the flashing blade!
The fierce battle instantly drew the attention of every vampire in the bar.
They were stunned at first to see their companions die, but their bloodthirsty instincts soon overpowered their reason. One after another, they surged toward Du Mu!
Rather than retreat, Du Mu charged forward. He sprang into motion and plunged straight into the vampires!
Set aside their supernatural nature, and to Du Mu, these vampires were little different from random street thugs. They attacked without any technique, doing nothing but biting and clawing. And with the Nichirin Blade in his hand—a weapon that was the vampires' bane—killing them was as easy as chopping vegetables!
He simply raised his blade and cut! Raised his blade and cut!
He didn't even blink!
The number of vampires on the scene dwindled rapidly, and a thick layer of ash had already piled up on the ground around Du Mu's feet.
"No! Don't come any closer!"
The remaining vampires huddled in a corner, finally regaining their senses. They trembled as they stared at Du Mu, who held the Watermelon Knife.
Who said this guy was human?
He was a hundred times more vicious than they were!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Cold light flashed again and again, and the last few vampires turned to ash.
Du Mu shook the ash from his Watermelon Knife and glanced at his quest progress.
[Current vampire kills: 34]
Ignoring the mess around him, Du Mu left the underground bar, taking care of the two guards posted by the iron door on his way out.
That's right, they were vampires too.
"System, mark a few locations for me."
As Du Mu spoke, more than a dozen crimson markers appeared on the map, scattered across New York.
He had forced the information out of that redhead with the big, wavy hair. Every location was a vampire gathering place.
Looking at the markers on the map, Du Mu rolled his shoulders.
"Time to get grinding!"
Over the following days,
Du Mu began roaming the streets and alleys of New York, sweeping through one vampire gathering place after another.
The vampires' hideouts were much the same, usually bars or nightclubs. They suited vampires' nature perfectly.
The only unusual one was a church. From the priest to the woman who cleaned the floors, every last one was a vampire—a perfect demonstration of how the most dangerous place could also be the safest.
Unfortunately, their disguises meant nothing to Du Mu. He sent them straight to meet God with his Watermelon Knife.
He wondered what God would think when he saw all those vampire impostors.
Armed with nothing but a Watermelon Knife, Du Mu cut his way from the south of New York to the north, then back again. He kept at it for three days and three nights!
Even Chen Haonan hadn't been this busy!
In just three days, Du Mu swept through more than ten vampire gathering places, and his kill count soared past four hundred.
He moved so quickly that the commotion he caused never even caught the attention of ordinary people.
Only the nearby residents felt that the air quality had gotten worse lately, and that strange, unidentifiable ash seemed to be drifting through the air.
The next evening, Du Mu set out again.
This time, however, he found that security at his target hideout had been stepped up several notches.
The vampires had clearly caught wind of what was happening and were taking precautions.
Just as Du Mu was hiding in the shadows, watching the entrance to a nightclub, a low voice suddenly sounded behind him:
"Are you the Vampire Slayer?"
"Who's there? Who's talking?"
Du Mu's eyes widened as he warily scanned the area.
"I'm on your right."
Only then did Du Mu notice a muscular Black man standing in the shadows beside him. He wore a black leather trench coat and black sunglasses, and was clad from head to toe in black gear.
He blended almost perfectly into the darkness. Unless someone looked closely, it was nearly impossible to spot him.
Du Mu couldn't help exclaiming, "What an advanced stealth skill! I didn't even notice you!"
The muscular Black man: "?"
He had just been standing still. How was that stealth?
"By the way, what did you just call me?" Du Mu asked.
"The Vampire Slayer."
The muscular Black man repeated the name in a low voice. "Word is, someone's been clearing out vampire hideouts one after another and killing hundreds of vampires. The vampires have started calling him the Vampire Slayer. I figured that had to be you."
"What a corny codename."
Du Mu made a sarcastic remark, then looked the muscular Black man up and down. "So who are you?"
The muscular Black man replied coolly, "You can call me Blade. Same as you, I'm after those bloodsucking bastards."
"Got it. So you're here to steal my kills."
Du Mu suddenly understood. He immediately drew his Watermelon Knife, wondering how many pieces to chop Blade into.
Blade: "?"
He couldn't quite follow Du Mu's train of thought, but he could tell that Du Mu had a strong desire to kill vampires.
As the saying went, the enemy of your enemy was your friend.
Blade immediately said, "Don't worry, I won't interfere with what you're doing. I'm looking for a vampire named Deacon Frost. According to my intel, one of his key subordinates is hiding in this hideout."
He paused and glanced at the heavily guarded entrance.
"But your actions over the past few days have scared the hell out of those bastards. Every vampire hideout has stepped up its security. If we make a big scene here, the vampires inside will bolt at once. After that, it'll be a lot harder to drag those rats out of the sewers."
Du Mu nodded. There was some truth to that.
The enemies in this game weren't like monsters in other games, who stayed in one spot waiting for players to come farm them.
"Then what do you suggest?"
"We can work together. You can have all the vampires inside. I only want Frost's subordinate."
"Heh, why would I work with—"
"I can give you the locations of more vampire hideouts."
"Pleasure doing business with you!"