Chapter 254: Stark Difference and Vomiting
Ruger sized up the people opposite him. Perhaps because they had already revealed themselves, they no longer bothered to hide it. He could sense that strange aura from them. They had human forms, yet they gave off an inhuman feeling—different even from the bizarre Wizard apprentices of Burning Blood City and the vampires he had encountered before. It was a different kind of sensation, like an entirely different species suddenly appearing among a flock of sheep. Even if it was also covered in wool and lowered its head to graze, it would still feel utterly out of place.
Ruger remembered Miss Elena from the potion shop next door. Although she had survived that day and stripped away her original vampire bloodline, perhaps because she was mixed-blood, she did not carry that abrupt, conspicuous feeling. Or perhaps it was precisely her uniqueness that had made that unfathomable blood-robed Wizard take her away.
To actually encounter bloodline-infected here, Ruger felt as though his brain was not quite enough to process it.
And judging by the look of things, these fellows were working in an organized partnership with certain Wizards. After all, the client Vito had met and those who had led the group along the way had all been ordinary human Wizards.
Feeling the pebble beneath his foot, Ruger thought about why he was standing here.
Lord Mewtris, the newly advanced nightmare Wizard, had teasingly told him and Layden quite a few things. Some of them, such as certain intentions of the Supreme Council, were already circulating among Wizards. But the location of the incubating Nightmare Lord was not something ordinary people could know. It was the old crone, that special existence, who had discovered the approximate location where the Nightmare Lord slept and had people