Amelia

As the saying goes, there's nothing in the world that an RPG can't solve.

If so, fire two!

Not enough firepower, quadruple launcher!

Russell's car was hit head-on by four RPGs. The fireballs from the explosions engulfed the car and burned it to a shell. The vampire, who was crouching on the Ferris Wheel, put down the Sniper Rifle he had assembled and frowned slightly.

Isn't it too easy?

Then, to his horrified gaze, Russell, dressed in a black robe, emerged from the blazing, wrecked Ironhide, without a trace of smoke or fire.

This is appalling!

Leaving aside the shockwave of the explosion, the high temperature of the flames alone was enough to melt iron, yet it couldn't do anything to a black robe.

The vampire cursed under his breath, calling him a monster. He raised his Sniper Rifle and aimed. With a bang, Russell remained motionless in the scope, his red eyes fixed on him from afar.

The vampire sniper felt a chill run down his spine, his body stiffening on the spot, too afraid to move.

Immediately afterwards, Russell slightly raised his clenched fist in the scope, as if he had thought of something, and swallowed hard.

"No, that's impossible, it's Sniper Rifle..."

Russell extended his fist, slowly opening his five fingers, revealing an empty palm.

"Shit!"

The vampire sniper cursed angrily; he'd been tricked. Just as he was about to fire a second shot, he was struck by a hail of blue bullets. A scream rang out, blood splattered, and he plummeted headfirst off the Ferris Wheel.

Bang!

"Ah..."

"It was 'bang' first, then 'ah,' instead of 'ah' first, then 'bang.' Just how amazing is the vampire's vitality, or did they really activate a gravity-halving cheat?"

Hearing the screams from afar, Russell immediately called it a foul, lowered his body, and leaped out like a cheetah, rushing towards the source of the screams.

The black robe blended seamlessly with the night, two red lights left long afterimages, and Russell's ghostly figure flashed continuously, arriving in front of the sniper in just a few breaths.

The vampire sniper braced himself on all fours, leaving a large pool of blood on the ground. Upon seeing Russell appear, he moved backward in terror.

Russell snorted coldly, abruptly stopping in his tracks. He channeled Magic Power into the tip of his gun, extending a blue light blade that severed the thin, fine steel wire in front of him.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The highly penetrating bullet struck the sniper's head, throat, and heart, killing him instantly. It was a perfect feint, but the thin steel wire still couldn't escape Russell's Magic Power sharp eyes.

Whoosh! Whoosh—

Several Rocket came from behind. Russell turned around, bent down, and charged forward, skimming through the barrage of bullets towards the four-man group in front of him.

Four tall, muscular men, each carrying an M202A1 Flash quadruple Rocket, looked like miniature versions of the governor.

The light blade severed the special steel wire, and powerful Mana Bullet rained down, blooming clusters of blood on the four burly men.

The figure of the Iron Tower staggered but did not fall. Upon seeing this, Russell crossed his two pistols into a scissor shape, unleashed his Magic Power, and the light blade suddenly extended outwards.

As he swung his arms, sword light flashed everywhere, and sharp sword shadows intertwined to form a net, repeatedly washing and cutting, tearing the flesh and blood of the four people to shreds on the spot.

After several battles, Russell roughly figured out the lethal methods against vampires: a headshot is fatal, and massive blood loss will also kill them.

However, massive blood loss is not irreversible. If there is a blood source nearby, they can repair their bodies while absorbing blood.

Whoosh!

As Russell killed the four strong men, a total of ten vampire warriors from two teams ran out of the cover, each wearing a special forces tactical helmet and vest.

Five people crouched in front, while five stood upright behind, each wielding an M4A1, instantly unleashing a storm of metal.

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap—

The firepower was a bit too strong. Russell had just used up most of his bottles of mineral water for showing off, and the remaining water was barely enough to cover half of his body. He then rolled over and fell behind the cement platform in the green belt.

Russell was a little disappointed that he was interrupted and couldn't show off the whole time, but using cards to deal with vampires was not worth it. He looked around and spotted a fire hydrant, which immediately caught his eye.

Clang!

The Mana Light Blade extended, snapped the fire hydrant, and then... nothing more. The amusement park was not yet completed, and the water supply had not yet been turned on.

Russell: "..."

The clear night sky was cloudless, with neither thunder nor rain. Russell sighed; at this point, urinating would be futile, and he could only resort to a less impressive act.

Crackling sounds!

Two teams of vampires suppressed Russell with firepower. Two of them took out Flashbangs and grenades, but before they could throw them, a Silver-white Giant Wolf leaped out of the flower bed.

The giant wolf was as fast as lightning, and it pounced on them in an instant. Upon contact, they found that it really was lightning!

Boom----

The thunder exploded, scorching the ground and creating fine cracks. Black charred chunks, emitting bluish smoke, were scattered everywhere; not a single intact piece could be found.

Russell stood up, dusted off his black robe, and scanned his surroundings before finally fixing his gaze on his right, where five idiots were striking poses with blank expressions.

Not joining the fight and watching your comrades get killed is just plain stupid!

Despite their silly antics, they are quite attractive. There are four women and one man, but the man can be ignored; the four beauties are the main focus.

Without heavy makeup or subtle embellishment, just the right touch, she is so beautiful that she is unforgettable. Without the accumulation of three generations of family heritage, she simply cannot exude such aristocratic air.

Of the four beauties, the one in the middle is the most beautiful.

This aloof and beautiful woman had her long hair piled high, revealing her long, slender neck and snow-white skin. Even among the pale-faced vampires, she stood out like a crane among chickens.

With thin lips slightly pursed, a high and straight nose with sharp lines, and deep blue eyes as cold as ice, paired with sharp and arrogant eyebrows, his eyes appear extremely long and slender when he slightly narrows them.

Her tall, slender figure was straight and elegant, exuding a stunning allure in the black tight leather outfit. However, her cold and stern temperament was so prominent that she was unapproachable.

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"Amelia ..."

Russell read the name aloud, thought for a moment, and realized it was unfamiliar and he had no recollection of it.

"You know my name. So it really is a conspiracy by the Church. You've been patiently plotting for a hundred years, and now it's finally erupting. You've really had a tough time!" Amelia's thin lips parted slightly, revealing her white vampire fangs, her words full of sarcasm.

The Church? A Conspiracy? A Century of Patience?

Russell was completely bewildered, but that didn't matter. The beautiful female vampire in front of him clearly held a high position for a long time, and even if she wasn't the source of vampire blood, she must know some secrets.

Capture her and interrogate her for information!

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud—

The powerful Mana Bullet rained down, but Amelia remained unmoved. The two beautiful guards beside her drew their Hidden Blade, and the flashing swords blocked the barrage of bullets.

"Good!"

Russell nodded and fired another shot, a high-intensity Mana Destruction Bullet.