The Last Straw That Broke the Vampire's Back!

Lotner, braving the fiercest firepower, executed the most stylish maneuvers, instantly becoming the center of attention, unmatched by anyone.

With every movement he made, his silver-white cloak billowed behind him.

He's practically a little Silver Dragon in the waves, an invincible little Sword Saint.

He has a kind of cool, manga-like quality.

All that's missing is a shout every time you swing your sword...

Pretentiousness is like the wind, always with me!

pity.

The worst thing about showing off is getting slapped in the face.

One of the High-Class Vampires couldn't stand it any longer, so he grabbed his cloak and started throwing him around like a Hulk until the cloak came off.

For Lotner, an elf who had already reached the Legendary Elf, this kind of injury was nothing.

But looking at my friend's expression—wanting to laugh but unable to—I realized...

He abandoned all elegant gestures, angrily grabbed his longsword, and charged at the Vampires, unleashing a brutal slashing attack.

He went from being a Yasuo who could only use E to a Garen could only use Q.

William stayed close behind Old Pi, acting as a Luck guy who never lifted a finger.

He and Old Pi had a great understanding, and he knew what Old Pi's Talent was.

Although Old Pi didn't ask, he knew what he was doing.

The two, working in perfect unison, utterly defeated Bernard, the Eastsea City Lord.

Nowadays, Old Pi's Time Talent has very little effect; in fact, each use only lasts for less than a second and can only affect himself. But even so, it's enough for him to defeat Bernard.

Furthermore, with the Misfortune Transfer, almost none of Bernard's moves could hit Old Pi!

As for William?

Its base Luck Value is 1.

Every time he fought, he had to dodge all sorts of unexpected attacks and stray arrows. This divine skill of Holy Spirit Empowerment had only appeared once in hundreds of chapters...

Especially when he fought his way out of the Demon army on Moonlight Island, the various Skill of his allies could hit him no matter how they went, causing him to lose tens of thousands of HP.

So he's gotten used to it. Old Pi's Misfortune Transfer has absolutely no effect on him; it's just his usual level of bad luck.

It can't get much lower.

When the Mana Revival, Old Pi Misfortune Transfer onto him...

It had no effect either.

Whether he touches the Little Princess's thigh or not, what's meant to happen will happen, and what's not meant to happen will definitely not happen.

As a result, Old Pi's fighting power was simply outrageous. Not only was he unharmed, but he also unleashed all sorts of unbelievable killing moves, making Bernard suffer terribly. His entire body was covered in wounds, and he couldn't even bleed anymore.

certainly.

It's normal for Vampires not to Bleed.

They have very little blood to begin with, and more importantly, Vampires with strong Blood Control Technique can completely control themselves from Bleed.

Even so, Bernard was starting to feel the strain.

He would occasionally grab one of his human soldiers and suck his blood to restore his HP!

This also led to a continuous decline in the morale of the Legion in Eastsea City.

Dawn City's all-out war against Eastsea City began on the very first day, sweeping into the city with unstoppable momentum. This drew in many Demon Hunters and Mercenaries who had initially only wanted to watch the spectacle without actually fighting.

They weren't hired by Dawn City.

Rather, Eastsea City is widely known as a gathering place for Vampires among many High-Class Professional.

They once had friends, family, and brothers who trained here or hunted Vampires, but they often died without a trace, their bodies never to be found.

Now is the time to take revenge.

A small Demon Hunting Squad was watching, and one of the Hunter, wielding a crossbow, roared, "Kill them! Crush these Vampires! Grab them, tie them up, and torture them to death!"

"..."

The scene was quiet for a moment.

Aside from the Demon Hunting Squad that charged forward, the other thousands of Professional seemed to hesitate for a long time before joining the fray.

But it's unclear whether it was intentional.

As these thousands of Demon Hunters and Mercenaries charged out, they kept shouting, "Catch the Vampires, tie them up and kill them, but leave them alive at all costs, because they can live forever!"

"Holy crap, immortality? Really?" A muscular man, about 2.6 meters tall, was running with a grin as ugly as Chrysanthemum. He suddenly fixed his gaze on a pale-faced Vampires, charged at him like a cannonball, and forced himself on him.

Many Vampires were so terrified by such shouts that their hearts nearly exploded.

"What do we do? Let's get out of here! I heard everyone in the Demon Hunters is a psychopath!"

"It's not just that. Do you know why the Demon Hunters were born?" The two Vampires fought and retreated, cautiously discussing the reasons for the Demon Hunters' birth.

"What?"

"Originally Demon Hunters were just a group of Mercenaries, but some Mercenaries did some very inhumane things in order to capture us Vampires, even binding us in basements as family heirlooms. That's how the name Demon Hunters gradually came about."

"Holy crap, who can withstand this?" Some Vampires gasped as they looked at the imposing Demon Hunters, each one a tall, burly man, numbering in the hundreds, some standing over two meters tall.

But theirs?

They're all so fair-skinned and delicate; if they were really caught, they'd definitely be abused. They'd probably have all their Tooth pulled out, leaving two holes...

MMP.

It's unimaginable what kind of treatment we Blood Clan would receive from the Demon Hunters!

William had never even considered it.

These fewer than two thousand Demon Hunters and Mercenaries were the final straw that broke the camel's back for the Vampires of Eastsea City.

This group of people appeared, shouting and yelling.

The group of Vampires were so frightened they wished they could turn into Bat and run away immediately.

Even Bernard couldn't help but twitch his lips. He looked thoughtfully at William, who was staring at him but not making a move.

Could it be that he harbors some kind of evil intention?

"No, I can't stay here. Even if William doesn't have this idea, who knows if his subordinates do?" He glanced again at the Tyrannosaur that was gradually approaching him.

He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, which instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and he transformed into a Bat to fly away.

But unfortunately...

Diablo appeared at some unknown time.

He snapped his fingers.

Countless metal fragments instantly transformed into a giant metal sphere, enveloping it within.

Bernard was, after all, Grandmaster; even in his Bat form, he could easily break the metal sphere apart.

But just as he was being sent flying head-on...

I suddenly felt everything go black.

Bang!

A Spiked Club several meters long appeared before his eyes.

They smashed it directly into the ground.

Meanwhile, Solimans, Incarnation into Silverback Giant Ape, grinned broadly, stepping on Bernard, who had transformed into human form, and then slowly reaching out to grab him in his hand, giving the impression that King Kong was grabbing the female protagonist, as if he were playing with her.

But Bernard looked at this behemoth, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.

He watched helplessly as William and the others did not kill him or capture him!

He simply let the Silverback Giant Ape hold him in its hand, ignoring him completely...

This moment.

Bernard's heart... was completely broken!

He could no longer imagine the life he would face in the future.

He couldn't help but glance between the giant ape's legs...

"Hiss..."

Bernard couldn't catch his breath and fainted.