A Busy Vacation

A day later, the final battle with the Blood God had settled into dust. The tension that had once filled the air was gradually swept away by the breeze from the Pacific Ocean, replaced by the calm after the great battle and an unavoidable hint of parting sorrow.

The Los Angeles sunset painted the horizon a magnificent orange-red, as if drawing a warm conclusion to the city's days of heart-stopping events.

Blade the Daywalker stood beside the airfield, his gaze behind his signature sunglasses still as sharp as a blade, alongside blood specialist Karen and old Whistler, whose fate had been rewritten.

They had no leisurely vacation ahead of them. Although Los Angeles's vampire nests had been severely damaged, the tendrils of the dark world still lurked in the shadows. The three of them would remain on this sunlit battlefield, clearing out the remnants and protecting the fragile boundary between light and darkness.

Facing Blade's group stood Lin Hai, Peter, Gwen, and Harry.

The four of them had shared an extraordinary journey woven from wonderful moments, easy laughter, thrilling encounters, and intense battles. Now, it was time to leave behind Los Angeles's brilliant sunshine and return to the city they knew so well.

After solemnly bidding farewell to Blade's group and promising to stay in touch and fight side by side again if needed, the four boarded Harry's luxurious, comfortable private jet.

The cabin door closed, shutting out the clamor of Los Angeles and the echoes of battle. The engines roared, the plane taxied onto the runway, then soared into the sky toward the East Coast.

However, they were not flying straight to New York. They would be stopping by an old place along the way—Missouri.

Lin Hai sat quietly by the window, feeling the pulse of power within his