A visit from the Executors

Since the birth of Magnetic Field Power, Cellular Regeneration has been regarded as the only means of healing, until the darkness created the divine skill that has been passed down for thousands of years, the Asura Way. Cultivating this divine skill, magnetic field powerhouses who are already strong in vitality are further sublimated, making them extremely difficult to kill.

Of course, except for someone even more powerful than Giant Shark.

The remaining fragments of Arcueid, like withered trees sprouting new buds in spring, completely overturned the basic logic of normal biology. Flesh and blood grew slowly like succulents.

Bone marrow was woven together, the heart was reborn, and life was reborn upon this dead thing. After a while, Arcueid opened her eyes, clenched her hands, and looked utterly incredulous. Bai Mo slowly exhaled.

That was close. If the darkness hadn't taught me the Asura Way, I really wouldn't have been able to deal with the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

While feeling a sense of relief, Bai Mo also felt a little fortunate. Fortunately, his current body was still reconstructed from his original body from beyond the boundary. If he had continued to use his original resurrected body, who knows what other methods this world might have against him.

"Arcueid, are you feeling unwell?" Bai Mo finally turned his attention back to Arcueid, noticing that her body was trembling slightly and her red eyes seemed about to burst into tears.

"Ugh! How can people in the Far East be so mean!!"

Arcueid lay angrily on the bed, thrashing about and making the wooden bed creak. Her voice was full of grievance as she vented her anger.

"Why is my life so miserable? First, I mistook someone for someone else and got beaten up by you. Then, when I got home, I was attacked by a murderer. I don't remember ever messing with someone with the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception."

After killing me, they vomited on me; it stank!

Why did I have to run into such a brutal and disgusting killer?!

Seemingly deflated, she tossed the pillow around, scattering fluff all over the floor. Watching the tantrum, Bai Mo stood quietly by, waiting for her to finish. After a while, Arcueid remembered that she wasn't alone.

She glanced at Bai Mo, who was silently watching her tantrum, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she hugged her knees.

"I'm sorry, I said I would help you, but I always end up being the one getting help from you."

Bai Mo raised his hand, and a force turned the Arcueid fragments on the ground into ashes. He still held the bread he had just bought, and sat down nonchalantly, replying:

"It's nothing. After all, your combat awareness is very poor. It was bound to happen sooner or later."

"Can't you say something to comfort me? Compared to you, I feel like I'm more human, even as a vampire." Arcueid looked at Bai Mo with a wronged expression.

For some reason, it seems she's changed somewhat after dying once. At first, Arcueid was arrogant, no different from a haughty nobleman. After being beaten up, she became much more approachable. As for now, she seems no different from an ordinary girl.

She seems to have become more humane now.

As Bai Mo thought this, Arcueid angrily exclaimed, "That wretched bastard! When I find him, I'll strangle him with his guts!"

Okay, the differences are quite significant.

"You don't seem to be doing well. Your body should have recovered by now, so why do you feel so weak? Is it because of some parasites?" Arcueid's body had fully recovered, but for some reason, the feeling of weakness she had felt before was even stronger.

Arcueid's gaze dimmed, and just as she was about to speak, a voice came from outside. "Because True Ancestor like her have a defect called ' Bloodsucking Impulse,' like a congenital disease, a constant craving for blood burns deep within their souls, so most of their power must be used to suppress this ' Bloodsucking Impulse.'"

The door opened, and two nuns stood in the doorway. In the moonlight, the blue-haired nun's gaze was as cold as a sharp blade.

Upon seeing the woman before her, Arcueid immediately rose to a fighting stance. The nun, seemingly unconcerned, coldly remarked, "Still want to fight? You've already reached your limit."

Unlike humans, True Ancestor do not experience a lifespan shortage, but they require a great deal of power to suppress their Bloodsucking Impulse. It's like a company's cash flow, where a large portion of the funds must be used to fill this bottomless pit called the Bloodsucking Impulse.

However, if any unexpected events occur, such as a severe blow, it will have a huge impact on the company's cash flow. And if there are not enough funds to fill this bottomless pit, the company's only fate will be bankruptcy.

Therefore, even if the body is reconstructed, the lost power cannot be recovered. Arcueid is already at its limit, and the funds available for combat are almost nonexistent.

Facing the nun, Bai Mo stood calmly in front of Arcueid. Officially, Arcueid was currently his only chance to return; personally, because of Caren's experience, Bai Mo didn't have a good impression of the Church.

This gesture warmed Arcueid's heart.

"What is she doing? Has she been bewitched by a vampire? Arcueid, you're getting more and more depraved."

"I didn't! And you, Ciel, have no right to say that to me," Arcueid retorted, pointing at Ciel.

Bai Mo rubbed his head, feeling that after approaching Arcueid, a constant stream of trouble would come knocking on his door.

"It's nothing, I just have something to ask this vampire lady. If you could leave now, it would be a good thing for us all." Bai Mo's words were calm but firm. Having spent some time with Caren, he naturally knew some of the Church's practices.

As for vampires like Arcueid, they are naturally among their targets for extermination.

"Do you know what you're saying? Don't be fooled by that guy behind you. From a human perspective, you should leave immediately. As I just said, she's extremely weak right now, but she could be consumed by her Bloodsucking Impulse at any moment, and then the whole city might turn into Hell."

Ciel spoke slowly, but Bai Mo remained motionless, calmly saying, "You don't need to worry about that. I won't let things turn out that way."

"I really don't know where your confidence comes from? Do you have a way to suppress your Bloodsucking Impulse, or do you have a beverage machine that produces an endless supply of blood?" Every muscle in Ciel's face expressed distrust, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Hearing Bai Mo's confident words, Arcueid felt a sense of security he had never experienced before.

"No, but if things get to that point, I'll take care of her first."

Arcueid's sense of security vanished instantly; she felt the world was full of malice.