Yang Bo watched the vampire elder from a distance and shook his head slightly. His appearance proved one thing beyond doubt: vampires were not immortal beings. They simply lived a little longer.
The vampire elder was named Alida Marinos. As he looked at Blade in his Iron Man Armor, he felt a profound pain in the ass.
What happened to being a perfectly good Daywalker? Why had he started climbing the tech tree?
Still, since he himself had begun researching biotechnology, he could hardly fault Blade for advancing his mechanical technology.
Yang Bo pulled out a cigarette, stuck it in his mouth, and took a drag. Squinting at Alida, the vampire elder, he said, "You want to work together?"
"You wouldn't cooperate with your food, and I don't like cooperating with my prey."
"Night Butcher... I didn't expect you to show up too. So the rumors were true. Blade isn't the leader of the Hunter Association. You are!"
The vampire elder walked toward Yang Bo, his gaze dark. Back when there had only been a single Daywalker, the damage to his vast vampire empire had merely stung. But the Hunter Association Yang Bo had founded had made every vampire feel the looming threat.
Yang Bo blew a perfectly round smoke ring and walked toward him as well. He had no idea where the elder had found the courage to appear before him. Didn't he know how ruthless Yang Bo could be?
Alida, the vampire elder, swayed as though he might collapse at any moment. But Yang Bo knew this old schemer was the strongest vampire he had ever encountered. His strength surpassed even Blade's current strength.
"Night Butcher, we now share a common enemy: Norma, the Reaper. He has already gathered several hundred infected. If we don't eliminate him, not