Watching the vampire turn to ash, Yang Bo put away the Nano Knife and checked the homeless man lying on the ground.
"Dead..."
Yang Bo shook his head slightly, stood up, and turned to leave. The man hadn't died because of him. There was no point dwelling on it.
A manhole cover lay a short distance away, with a jumble of footprints around it. This seemed to be where the vampire had come down.
He flew up, took out a wooden stick, and gently pushed the cover open. Although he wasn't worried about getting anything dirty on himself, he really didn't want to know what the sticky-looking, yellowish-brown stuff on the cover was.
Outside the manhole was a dark alley. It made sense. No matter how brazen the vampire was, she couldn't possibly open a manhole in the middle of a square and drag a homeless man down in front of everyone.
He turned back to close the cover, then walked out of the alley. Warm sunlight immediately fell on him, warming his body and dispelling the gloom of his encounter with the vampire.
"I should have Bor and the others come over to deal with the vampires."
After all this time spent hunting, the Hunter Association had long since transformed.
But it wasn't time yet.
First, let's see whether this world is just a vampire world... Come to think of it, if it is, shouldn't there be a Blade here too?
Anyone who could kill vampires was a good comrade.
As Yang Bo walked along, he was somewhat surprised to find that there were fewer vampires in this city than he'd imagined.
After making a long circuit through a densely populated residential area, he had found only one vampire.
Yang Bo looked up at the towering apartment building before