Rhodes Is a Civilized Man

Ren has recently learned a new trick.

That means he can imbue the Desert Eagle's bullets with the purifying fire of the Holy Cross, which is equivalent to enchanting the weapon, and a top-tier one at that.

After all, the purple flames of the Longinus have a natural restraining effect on these purely dark creatures.

Chapter 242 Ren is a civilized man

Chapter 242

One shot, and even if the victim doesn't die, they'll be severely injured and disabled.

However, these vampires seemed fearless, stepping over the ashes of their companions and charging towards Ren without regard for anything else.

Moreover, the gunshots attracted even more vampires, who, seeing the only human in the field and their tragically killed companions, fearlessly joined the battle.

One of them even pounced on Ren, its gaping maw tearing at his neck.

But Ren covered his large face with his hand, and the purifying fire of the Holy Cross instantly surged throughout his body.

Under his control, the flames did not kill him immediately, but instead burned the vampire's flesh until it was torn apart. After screaming for several seconds, Ren threw him into the arms of a group of his own kind, eventually burning those vampires along with him.

The smell of burning flesh mingled with screams as the vampires' flesh and bones melted and fused together, finally dying only after enduring the most intense pain of their lives.

Such an inhumane scene caused the other vampires to pause and gasp in shock.

Shouldn't such cruel things be done by vampires?!

"So you do have intelligence after all. I thought you were zombies, not vampires."

Seeing the vampires' reactions, Ren grinned.

"Keep going, don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower."

The vampires. "..."

After a brief pause, the vampires attacked Ren again.

Ren deliberately avoided using any weapons of mass destruction, or even Super Acceleration; he simply engaged them in close-quarters gunfights with his Desert Eagle, which was enchanted with the Holy Cross.

The intense gunfire never stopped. Ren reloaded at lightning speed, each bullet capable of taking the life of a vampire.

He even deliberately avoided hitting vital points on some vampires, simply making them scream like wild beasts while clutching their wounds, which actually added a lot of fun to the battle.

Amidst Ren's continuous gunfire, vampires from all directions turned to ashes one after another, disappearing and being reincarnated.

No, it's said that vampires are soulless creatures. While they're not quite as absurd as walking corpses, they can't be resurrected after death, meaning they can't even be reincarnated.

Thinking about it this way, the vampire race is quite pitiful. Although they have unlimited lifespans, they cannot easily come into contact with sunlight, and they have difficulty swallowing food other than blood. The purer the bloodline of a vampire, the more they can only maintain their power by drinking blood.

After killing about fifty or sixty vampires, the nearby streets were finally cleared out.

In fact, Ren could sense that many trembling vampires were huddled in the nearby buildings.

However, compared to the vampires he killed, those who hid were mostly ordinary people in vampire cities, with only a small portion or even less of vampire blood in them.

So Ren didn't make things difficult for those at the bottom of society. After all, just like demons, not all vampires are necessarily bad.

The most typical example is the cross-dresser Gasper.

He'd tremble with fear even if you asked him to kill a chicken.

Ren opened the map and followed the directions to wander through the foggy city of vampires.

Vampires would occasionally try to ambush them, but the red dots on the map clearly marked them. Often, before they could even pounce from their hiding places, Ren would take them out with his bullets that could curve.

They died without ever understanding why, even though they were hiding behind cover, the bullets seemed to have eyes and pierced their comrades' heads.

Of course, regardless of what these vampires thought, Ren had a blast killing. The feeling of flesh flying everywhere and heads being blown off by every shot was far more satisfying than when he dealt with Kokabiel or the Five Great Houses.

This is probably what it feels like to mow down enemies like in a game of Musou.

With Ren, a bloodthirsty god who made no attempt to conceal his identity and went on a killing spree, entering the vampire city, news naturally reached the higher-ups of the Tepes Faction very quickly.

At this critical juncture, a killing god suddenly appeared, causing them to lose over a hundred enhanced vampires in just over ten minutes. The powerful figures behind the scenes could no longer sit idly by.

In the ornate yet somewhat eerie hall of the ancient castle, the atmosphere at the meeting was almost frozen solid.

"Damn it! Where did that damn human come from?!"

"Is the outer barrier just for show?!"

"According to the scout's description, the human was using a firearm; the bullets fired were accompanied by purple flames, and vampires would die instantly upon contact."

"A method specifically targeting vampires... Could it be someone from the Vatican?!"

At that moment, a tall, thin, middle-aged vampire elder slammed his fist on the table and roared, "I'll tear him to pieces with my own hands, then use his head as a wine jug! His corpse will be hung on the city gate to dry in the wind!"

Another elegantly dressed vampire elder spoke up, "Survivors described how the human was saying things like 'Blood Factory' and 'no mercy' when he attacked. Based on this, we can infer that this human is the same human assassin who destroyed the Blood Factory we built in the human world before. He even personally slaughtered high-ranking human officials who had cooperated with us."

Upon hearing this, the vampire elder, who had been furious and extremely angry just moments before, immediately changed his expression and silently sat back down in his seat.

But then again...

"Because all the Blood Factory outside have been destroyed, our blood supply has been severely affected. I used to be able to drink about a liter of pure virgin blood with each of my three meals a day, and I could also have 500 milliliters of afternoon tea. But now I can only drink about two liters of blood a day, and there's no afternoon tea or evening tea!"

One of the older-looking female vampire elders gritted her teeth.

"Not to mention the lower and middle-level vampires, they're now forced to mix human blood into the blood of livestock or other vampires, and many are complaining that their blood is adulterated with excrement."

Although vampires do have blood, just like zombies in classic zombie movies don't eat the flesh of their own kind, a vampire's blood is no different from excrement and urine to its own kind.

"Hmph! Just a bunch of lowly commoners, drink it or don't. Our development is at its most critical juncture. Once we completely control the power of the Holy Grail, the future of us vampires will surely be bright!"

"..."

The meeting room was filled with constant arguments, with the elders debating endlessly.

"Enough!"

Just then, a male vampire with a gloomy expression, who was also Marius - Tepes, the fifth in line to the throne of the former king of the Tepes Faction, interrupted their argument.

He narrowed his crimson eyes and said coldly, "That attacker was indeed an accident, but it's also very likely that Carmilla Faction those weak women to find reinforcements. After all, we now have the upper hand on the main battlefield, so they can only resort to some sneaky tricks."

"Continue to send troops to stop him."

Upon hearing this, some elders were very worried. "But that hunter is very strong; even the enhanced troops can't stop him."

"In that case, let's move forward with our plan."

Marius sneered.

"The opponent is just one person. Perhaps he is indeed very strong, but in this era, power and background matter. Once I successfully extract the power of the Holy Grail, our great vampire clan will undergo a complete evolution and become immortal!"

"At that time, let alone a mere witcher, even the Holy See could be destroyed!"

Upon hearing these words, the vampire elders' faces lit up with hope and anticipation.

Their clan of the night has been dormant for far too long.

Now that a turning point is finally approaching, they will surely seize the opportunity before them.

At that time, they can drink as much human blood as they want with just a word!

At the same time.

Meanwhile, Ren arrived at a peculiar coffee shop that remained open throughout the day.

He exuded a menacing aura, yet his trench coat remained spotless.

It's not that there's anything special about this place; I was just a bit thirsty after walking for so long, so I stopped here for a drink.

The drinks offered at the café are almost identical to those in the human world, but since it's a café located in a vampire city, many of the drinks have human blood added to them.

The cheapest increases health by 5%, while the most expensive increases health by 20%.

Furthermore, each drink that adds extra human blood is significantly more expensive than a regular drink.

Ren, who had been sitting there for a while, also saw a large number of red dots approaching him through the system map.

Ren got up from his seat, but just then, the coffee shop owner blocked his way.

"Sir, you haven't paid yet."

"How many?"

Ren had no intention of renegeating on his debt.

"One thousand euros."

What?

Until now, even facing Ophis or the oldest Fallen Angels had not surprised Ren so much, but upon hearing the price, Ren was severely shocked.

"Is your coffee made of gold?"

Upon hearing this, the owner maintained his professional smile, "Sir, we are a legitimate coffee shop and we don't overcharge customers. Besides, what you ordered is the most popular trendy item right now, so the price is very reasonable."

They're fucking vampires.

Opening a trendy coffee shop is faster than robbing a bank, isn't it?

Okay, this really is a vampire-owned shop.

This is no longer ordinary people; we must strike hard!

How could he tolerate being ripped off like that?

However, Ren was a civilized man and he wouldn't lay a hand on ordinary people. So, under the boss's strange gaze, he stood by the balcony railing on the second floor and gave the middle finger to the direction from which the red dots were coming.

Thick fog lingered in the streets, making it difficult for ordinary people to see anything more than fifty meters away.

However, Ren clearly saw two vampires, each carrying an AT4 rocket launcher, pull the trigger towards the coffee shop where he was.

The rocket was fired from the barrel, leaving a trail of scorching flame as it hurtled straight towards the target.

Ren left the area before the rocket hit and exploded.

Then the unlucky ones are the coffee shop and its owner.

Hearing the screams from the ruins behind him, Ren smiled.

He didn't lay a hand on it; it was the vampire who did.

At the same time.

The vampires who came to stop them also emerged one after another from the thick fog.

Compared to the vampires who were dressed in civilian clothes before, they were now fully equipped with protective vests with bulletproof plates, tactical helmets, and bulletproof goggles. They were all carrying military automatic rifles, and their thermal imaging scopes placed Ren, the only heat source on the scene, in the center. They then opened fire on him without communicating with Ren, when they were about fifty meters away.

A sound like popping beans exploded instantly, and countless bullets rained down.

Because of Ren, these vampires thought that using firearms would be very effective.

After all, humans are different from vampires; they don't have strong self-healing abilities, and their fighting power will be greatly reduced once they are injured.

Ren didn't dodge; instead, a layer of magical barrier appeared around him.

While it could be destroyed with a single blow at the level of a high-level demon, it was more than capable of blocking firearms.

After the deafening gunfire, only a pile of yellow shell casings remained beside Ren.

When the smoke cleared, the vampires were completely dumbfounded.

What happened to the promise that the targets were only those with pistols and superior close-quarters combat skills? And what's with that white-glowing barrier?!

As Ren used his Gun Fu again, accompanied by the roar of his two Desert Shadows, bullets wreathed in purple flames easily pierced their bulletproof helmets or goggles and entered the vampires' skulls.

In just a few seconds, burning corpses began to appear one after another on the street. The vampires' flesh and bones were quickly burned to ashes, leaving only a pile of still-warm black ash in their place.

"They're so weak. Don't they have anyone who can fight?"

Ren sighed helplessly; life could be so lonely, as desolate as snow.

Or is this all the vampires are capable of?

No wonder they've been stuck in Romania.

With this level of skill, there's no need for supernatural forces to intervene; humans alone can fight vampires using firearms.

Feeling somewhat bored, Ren walked toward the castle of the Tepes Government.

Surprisingly, he did not encounter any significant resistance along the way.