Everyone could vaguely see a man walking over from the distance. The bloody light in the sky became brighter with every step he took.
"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!"
The man in the distance slowly walked over. Every single Blood Clan on the road he stepped on would kneel down to submit. His steps were very slow, but every step seemed to step on everyone's heart, making them kneel down involuntarily. However, humans didn't want to kneel down, so they could only force themselves not to yield. As a result, they were forced to spit out large mouthfuls of blood.
All of the vampires knelt down on one knee to welcome his arrival. All of the Infantes also placed their right hands on their chests with their heads lowered, waiting for his arrival, except Field, who did not seem to even respect that person, as he only watched him walk over expressionlessly.
"Field, you are still the same." Dracula said slowly. He was a strong middle-aged man, extremely handsome, but with a little v
Kelson charged at Michael with an abundance of faith and with such great momentum that it felt like the charge of thousands of cavalrymen. On the other hand, Dracula waited indifferently for Kelson to reach him and did not react. "Judgement!" Kelson roared as he leaped and slashed at Dracula. The power of faith circled around his body and the glow from the wings of Seraph on his back were even more blinding and intense, as if they could purify the world of filth by fire. The weaker vampires in the surrounding turned to ashes upon gazing upon the Light Wings on his back, and those at baron level staggered back after countless wounds started opening up on their bodies. Even those who were Viscounts felt an unbearable pressure after looking at him and turned away. What followed next made everyone take in a deep, cold breath—Dracula blocked the immensely powerful attack with only one hand. He wore a white glove on that hand, and Kelson's blow could
"No, no! Kelson! Argh!" Druid cried as he kneeled on the ground—the person whom he most respected had been killed in battle. Wang Bugui and Merutia went up to calm him down, but even they could not believe that Kelson would be killed in this manner. Wang Bugui still remembered what the Paladin said, and he understood now that Kelson must have entered the fray with the determination to die. Kelson's final oath had a huge impact on everyone, and their respect for him grew. Even the vampires could not help but feel likewise, and all of the Infantes, Dracula included, felt that he was a worthy opponent. "Faith? I too, perished for my faith once, but what did I get in return? Only my king's betrayal, that's what. I'll still wage war against this unjust God!" Dracula said as he witnessed Kelson turn into ashes; the Paladin's oath had only served to intensify his hate toward God. "I don't care if you declare war with God, but I won't let
Each time the Red Dragon King clashed with Dracula, a blazing ball of flame would dance in the battlefield, just like the red lotus did. After about 30 minutes into the titanic clash, the Red Dragon King stopped. The areas where it had trampled upon had already turned into a sea of molten lava, covering the entire earth up. "My double only has so much power. To think that you would have achieved such a level of mastery after only a few centuries; I can't afford to underestimate you. I'm tempted to appear in my true form to fight you again, but I can't leave," said the Red Dragon King somewhat reluctantly. He had reduced Dracula's lives by one third as promised, but he was now unable to continue fighting. "Don't be so haughty, if you're just a double. Die!" replied Dracula as he ran the dragon over with a 100 meters long dragon-slaying spear of blood. The Red Dragon King was just a double, after all, and it was already close to vanishing after exhaus
"This man is so powerful. Is he really human?" All of the Infantes present were alarmed—they finally understood the disparity between Wang Xuanming and them. Dracula was using 90 per cent of his power, and they dared not go toe to toe with such terrible might even at the peak of their strength. Perhaps only Field in his prime condition could match such might, and none of the other Infantes was worth considering. This time, Field understood why Wang Xuanming had claimed that the Infantes were no match for him. This human's body was even tougher than that of Dracula, and his attacks were comparable in strength to Dracula's magic. "Seeker of Truth from the East—he's really has unlimited potential," thought Field. "Boom!" Wang Xuanming struck with the overpowering Break Heaven Fist again, and it came crashing down upon Dracula with a blinding golden light. The vampire returned the favor with one blow of his Blood Prison Demonic P
"Do you dare to fight me at full power?!" His shout reverberated throughout the entire world, shocking everyone. This man was speaking to the unbeatable Dracula, yet he was taunting the vampire to take him on at full power. No one present would ever forget the man's appearance. This was because, Wang Xuanming, who was bathed in gold light, had completely gone against the norm. Once, everyone thought of him as the most powerful God of War from the East, but the actions of his son, Wang Bugui, many years later changed their minds. "Fine, I'll fight you to the death, at the peak of my powers. I want to see for myself how great the disparity between humans and immortals are!" Dracula replied, agreeing to the fight. The magic circle on Dracula's hands began to emit a scarlet glow, and blood began dripping from his body. There were eyes of the same shade of red in the water, giving the blood a frightening appearance. The vampire lifted a han
With his final attack, Wang Xuanming suppressed Dracula with the overwhelming divine power of his God of War manifestation, forcing the vampire to remain rooted to his spot. No matter how Dracula raged, he was still evenly matched with the God of War and could not break free. Wang Xuanming had poured in all of his Dao and primordial spirit into the strike, not to mention the will of a God of War, a manifestation he awoke with his undying fighting spirit. The huge blood red seal came crashing upon Dracula, and no matter what he tried to do, he could not reverse his fate of being sealed again. "This type of seal will not contain me for long, and when I break free again, I'll exterminate all humankind by myself!" He roared angrily as he was sealed. "Chase down the remaining humans!" Nattiavelle ordered, and the remaining vampires went off after the human survivors. The surviving humans of the battle had remained behind to delay this wave
Not long later, Wang Bugui regained consciousness and immediately recollected something the moment his eyes opened. "Sister Chiou, where's Sister Chiou? Where is she?" He asked frantically. "Tell me! Where's Sister Chiou? Speak!" He said as he grabbed Druid's collar, upon noticing that both Merutia and him were still silent, their heads lowered. Druid shook his head in pity and remained quiet. Wang Bugui then turned to Merutia and saw tears stream down her cheeks. He let go of Druid and fell shakily to one side as he gazed at the opposite end of the Tower Bridge. He scrambled back onto his feet and tried running across, stumbling many times along the way but always getting back up. For the first time, he felt that the bridge was extremely long, and he had long lost his confidence and sense of status as a genius of the Blood Hunter Clan. He could only run toward the opposite end of the tower bridge as tears flowed from his eyes. He wished to s
Under the Tower Bridge, by the Thames. Wang Bugui picked up Hanae Chiou's weapons and squatted back down beside the pool of blood. He hugged the blood stained scythe and icy cold chain tightly as he looked at the pool, before turning his attention to the bits of gore strewn around his surroundings. He stared so hard that his eyes turned bloodshot, and his heart ached as though it had been pierced again and again by a sharp blade. "Ah! Sister Chiou, I'll never go against you again. I promise you that I'll become strong, so strong that nobody else in the world will dare take me on! Just you wait, I'll rescue you. I will!" He shrieked in agony, scaring off the birds in the surrounding wood. They fled in such a hurry that many of them began shedding feathers. Wang Bugui was unable to accept the fact that Hanae Chiou was dead, and he gritted his teeth so hard that they nearly broke. He began coughing out large mouthfuls of blood, but yet he could not stop h