The Vampire Ancestor, Marcus, truly was different from ordinary vampires. Other vampires drank blood, but he started at the head and swallowed Philip whole, inch by inch like a feeding snake, right in front of Chen Hao and the others.
Beside them, Dong Zhuo found it difficult even to breathe in Marcus's presence. This was bloodline suppression that reached into the depths of his soul.
Watching such a brutally efficient, horrifying way of feeding, Chen Hao could not help shuddering.
The moment the Vampire Ancestor arrived, the stars and moon lost their light. The already dark forest grew darker still, leaving only the two beams of red light shining from Marcus's eyes.
After finishing Philip, Marcus loosened up his limbs. Rather than attacking immediately, he began talking to Chen Hao with unusual calm. "Who exactly are you? Why are you targeting our Vampire Clan like this?"
Seeing that he not only had no intention of fighting but had actually started chatting with them, Chen Hao and Xiang Wencun were momentarily speechless. "What's going on here?"
Although puzzled, Chen Hao was in no hurry to act. He stated his purpose outright. "I'm not targeting the Vampire Clan. I'm just trying to save someone."
"Save someone?" Marcus sounded curious. "I wonder who could make you go so far as to become an enemy of our Vampire Clan?"
Chen Hao said with an utterly serious expression, "Someone I have to save. I heard your Vampire Clan has a secret technique that can bring the dead back to life. Is that true?"
Marcus laughed. "That's right."
At those words, Chen Hao's heart stirred. He desperately wanted to beg Marcus to save Qin Yumo, but for a moment, he did not know how to ask.
His silence did nothing to prevent Marcus from seeing through