Disassembly and Reassembly

These eyes were originally unable to see the threads on Arcueid's body at night.

However, the Final Realm's power boost was simply too strong; even with only 200,000 horsepower, the damage it caused was absolutely terrifying. Arcueid was unlucky, because Bai Mo's recent experiences had been filled with high-intensity battles, either against the Dark Cinan or the Giant Shark, causing him to subconsciously attack with all his might.

Even though he used 200,000 units of power out of restraint, the application of the Complete Realm was purely subconscious, so some injuries took a long time to heal.

This also makes the body so fragile that it can be killed.

Arcueid lay on the bed, muttering, "What am I going to do... I'm not strong enough. If this continues, I won't be able to defeat Roa..."

Ding-dong. The doorbell rang, and Arcueid felt a momentary surge of impatience, but she still opened the door.

Who is it?

A man rushed in, a sharp glint of light flashing in his eyes. The blade sliced across her body in an instant, the whole process fluid and perfect enough to be a painting hanging in a castle.

Blood splattered, flesh flew everywhere, as if a skilled biologist was wielding his scalpel, meticulously slicing along the lines from head to toe. In almost an instant, Arcueid was scattered all over the ground.

Then, the man who committed the crime belatedly realized what had happened, and looking at the scene before him, his stomach churned.

Vomit!

The smell of blood assaulted his brain, and he couldn't help but vomit onto the pool of blood and flesh. Wait, did I do this? How could this be? How could a small knife do something like this? And what reason would I have to do this? I don't even know this woman.

His mind was on fire, constantly denying the facts before him. It was too absurd, utterly illogical. He didn't know how much time had passed before he left as if sleepwalking. Walking outside, he was led back to the mansion by a maid who cared about him.

Everything that happened today felt like a dream to him. Every action has a cause and effect; how could he possibly have done such a thing? It makes absolutely no sense...

But for Arcueid, the situation was not so good at this point.

Most of my power was already used to heal the damage left by Bai Mo, and now it's in this terrible state. For some reason, it can't be healed. What the hell is that little knife? The wound it cut open is completely untreatable.

If he hadn't fought Bai Mo, he would have had enough power left to create another body, but now it's far from enough.

At this moment, Arcueid faced two choices: either remain in slumber forever, or... give up suppressing its Bloodsucking Impulse, but such depravity was worse than death.

"Why did this happen...? Is he really going to die like this? Roa hasn't dealt with it yet, but it's too late now. I should have had Bai Mo come and watch over things."

Thinking of the person she had just met, Arcueid's anguish intensified.

"If I give up like this, will he be able to go back...?"

"Is it okay to break a promise I made the first time?"

No, this can't be! What would I be then? When this thought crossed her mind, Arcueid felt helpless for the first time. Someone help me...

The wind blew the curtains open, and a figure passed directly through the glass, creating ripples on the surface. Bai Mo had entered the murder scene. Arcueid sensed Bai Mo's arrival and felt a surge of hope.

Then, Bai Mo frowned and said, "How disgusting! How come you've changed like this in just a short time?"

Arcueid's newly formed goodwill vanished instantly.

Did you have to make that face when you saw me for the last time? It makes me feel like my life has no value whatsoever. Even if I were dead! Can't you have some respect for me? I've already been cut into seventeen pieces!

Arcueid was in terrible condition; not only had she been cut into seventeen pieces, but there was also a clump of vomit on her blood.

"Have you offended someone? This is practically an insult to a corpse."

I'd love to know which bastard it was!

This kind of damage can no longer be healed by Cellular Regeneration; this body is completely dead. Bai Mo looked at the familiar wound and knew without a doubt that it was the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

So, where are these Demon Mystic Eyes rare...?

If Arcueid could regain her body now, she would definitely cry in anger. To be treated like this in the end, the life of a vampire is truly regrettable and infuriating.

But the next moment, something still alive gradually surfaced from her body.

That was the part damaged by the Bai Mo used to fill the seams; perhaps that's why it wasn't killed by the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

Then, Bai Mo clasped his hands together, and a strange power surged from his side. The Darkness Asura Way slowly began to operate, and the small part of Arcueid that was left only as dregs began to burst forth with incredible and astonishing life force.