"Give the car keys."
Loren found Ofemia's maid and asked her for the car keys.
The request was abrupt and difficult to understand, but she still obeyed Loren's command.
"Open the door, we need to leave quickly."
"Y-yes..."
The maid at the door didn't understand why Loren suddenly wanted to leave in such a hurry, but this wasn't the ti for her to consider that. She hurriedly tried to open the door for him.
"Strange, why won't this door push open?"
"Move!"
Loren shoved the maid at the door aside. The situation was urgent, and he couldn't afford to worry about niceties now.
Requiem left its sheath. A flash of red light later, the door lock was cleaved open, and Loren imdiately kicked the door.
"It won't budge?"
Sothing was blocking the door from the other side, and it was heavy. Loren couldn't even kick it open.
Loren hadn't expected to encounter a barricaded door, but he knew very well that when a door is sufficiently sturdy, the wall becos the door.
"Hurry, smash the wall!"
The barricaded door also confird Loren's earlier suspicion was correct. Soone really did intend to make a move against the vampires here.
"Too late..."
The mont Loren gave the order, his Intuition sent him a warning.
Requiem was instantly plunged into the ground by Loren. Imdiately after, the luxurious marble floor of the banquet hall cracked open. Various plants grew from within, weaving together into an airtight barrier that shielded Loren and the others.
The plants on the barrier twisted and grew thicker and thicker. It was at that exact mont the explosion suddenly sounded.
Even separated by a barrier woven from plants, the sound of the explosion was still deafening. Lilith was directly scared stiff, standing motionless on the spot.
After the explosion ca the screams. Those usually haughty vampires were shrieking with exceptional misery now.
"The Bloodline Rebels are truly ruthless..."
After a while, Loren finally opened a small hole in the plant barrier to observe the situation outside.
The bomb hadn't caused much structural damage, but the outside had plunged into darkness. These bombs were targeting the candles and lamps in the banquet hall.
Many vampires tried to flee through the door, but it had long been blocked. Even the windows were sealed by magic. The vampires simply couldn't escape.
The next mont, a blinding light suddenly flared up, except this light was purple.
"This is the real killing move..."
Loren directly hid Lilith under his black robe before continuing to observe the situation outside.
Many people stood around the banquet hall. They held ultraviolet lamps in their hands, precisely covering the entire area, indiscriminately slaughtering the vampires within.
Low-level vampires began to rot the instant they touched the ultraviolet light. Even the exposed skin of high-level vampires began to burn.
"Ah!"
A vampire shrieked as it ran in front of Loren, then promptly turned into a pile of foul-slling, rotten flesh.
Standing in the middle of the banquet hall was the maid who had shown her flaw earlier. She held an ultraviolet lamp high, while her other hand held a pistol, constantly performing Finishing Moves. The wounds of vampires hit by the bullets would instantly fester and continuously spread. The bullets were silver.
"These Bloodline Rebels were quite well-prepared. They understood the layout here in advance, knew about the banquet Ofemia was hosting, allowing them to set up their trap early, block the escape routes. Their attack was also very specifically targeted...
"Compared to this, the real Bloodline seems more like a slapdash operation. Daring to host a banquet under such dangerous circumstances... isn't this just delivering themselves to be killed? Afraid the enemy would kill too slowly, so they tie themselves together for a mass slaughter..."
Loren really couldn't hold back his criticism. Before coming, he thought Ofemia actually had so thod to deal with the Bloodline Rebels, which was why she dared to continue hosting this banquet... Turns out, it was pure arrogance.
However, no matter how much their equipnt countered vampires, they were ultimately just ordinary people. And among those present were many high-ranking mbers of the Bloodline. Ofemia had already taken action. She raised her hand, magic power condensed in her palm, and then she made a fist-clenching motion.
The next mont, the maid in the center of the hall began to bleed a mixture of blood and brain matter from all seven orifices. Yet, she still wore a smile on her face, as if saying her one life was worth trading for so many vampires.
This was the terrifying aspect of these rebels. They truly weren't afraid to die.
When the vampires began to counterattack, these rebels were all killed in an instant. From the mont Ofemia acted until the Bloodline Rebels were all dead, less than five seconds had passed.
Only after all the ultraviolet lamps were destroyed did Loren dispel his magic and erge from the barrier.
"Is your vampire internal structure this slapdash? You almost got wiped out by a handful of ordinary people."
Loren let Lilith out from under his black robe, then gradually approached Ofemia, carefully avoiding the vampires that had already turned into puddles on the ground.
Ofemia wasn't in a hurry to respond to Loren. Her maid leaned in and whispered sothing in her ear. It was only then that Loren could clearly see their condition. The maid's face had a very obvious burn mark. Other areas were fine, but the injury on her arm was severe. At the critical mont, she had used her arm to shield her face.
Compared to her, Ofemia's injuries were much better. She only had a few barely noticeable wounds on her face. After all, her Bloodline was considerably stronger than her maid's, making her less afraid of ultraviolet light. Moreover, this artificial ultraviolet light ultimately couldn't compare to the real sun.
"You knew the rebels were going to attack very early on, didn't you? Otherwise, why would you suddenly be in such a hurry to leave?"
"Exactly. The Bloodline Rebels made themselves so obvious. It's just that you lot couldn't see it."
Hearing this, Ofemia's expression turned sowhat unpleasant.
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"We aren't in a cooperative relationship. What if telling you delayed my escape ti?"
"......"
Loren was very direct. At the sa ti, this was also putting pressure on Ofemia, forcing her to cooperate with him quickly. Otherwise, if sothing major really happened later, Loren wouldn't care either.
Overall, the sudden attack by the Bloodline Rebels was a good thing for Loren.
The surrounding gazes were all focused on Ofemia. Ofemia could also hear sobbing. Several children of high-ranking vampires had died here.
They could withstand the ultraviolet light, but their children couldn't.
Loren remained unmoved by this. He held no goodwill towards vampires. Instead, he began inspecting the corpse of that maid. Sure enough, she was wearing a skin mask.
"You couldn't even discover this?"
Loren's words carried mockery. No one could refute him.
"Master ntor, I agree to your transaction. However, I can only provide one Vampire Fang. I can exchange it for an accessory of equal value for you."
Originally, Loren's bottom line was also just one Vampire Fang. Loren was already quite pleased that Ofemia was willing to offer an accessory of equal value. But Loren felt he couldn't let down the Bloodline Rebels' earnest efforts.
"Now you have to increase the price."
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