At this mont, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
"Refuno Family scum, have you forgotten the rules of the Blood Clan?!"
The man who just killed soone froze, casually throwing the small figure in his arms to the ground, slowly turning to look behind him.
With the faint moonlight, the man’s appearance was fully exposed. Typical Western blonde hair and blue eyes, his skin pale and bloodless, appearing even whiter under the moonlight. Having just drunk human blood, blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth, paired with his sharp teeth, making him look particularly terrifying and eerie.
"Ha-ha, I thought it was soone else, turns out to be a lapdog of the Bruch Family!" Looking at the figure that had appeared behind him unknowingly, the man coldly laughed, stretching out his tongue to gently lick the blood off the corner of his mouth, charming and alluring.
That figure said nothing. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the small figure in the corner disappeared, and a tall man erged from the dark shadows.
"Viscount Aiden of Refuno Family, usually so lofty, and yet when starving, you even sink your teeth into the blood of a slum pauper. Truly an eye-opener!" The man’s brows and eyes were gentle, looking like a graceful gentleman under the moonlight. Yet Viscount Aiden, who had just drunk human blood, knew very well that this man was Duke Bali of the Bruch Family, soone whose status was only second to the Prince and Elders of the Bruch Family. His power was exceedingly formidable, far outstripping that of Eddie, who held the position of Earl in the Blood Clan, relying only on his crippled legs and Prince father. Despite his delicate appearance, resembling a graceful gentleman, every Blood Clan mber knew this man was the true sharp blade under the Old Prince Bruch, the war god of the Bruch Family, and one of the personas feared by all the Magic Party families!
"Duke Bali, this is Country Fei, not Country Zi." Aiden’s eyes darkened, devoid of the delight from just having drunk blood. He knew that encountering Bali ant his chances of escape were very slim today.
With a slight thought, Aiden began to observe the surrounding terrain unobtrusively, to swiftly make an escape.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot, you are of the Magic Party, not the Secret Party." Bali acted as if having a revelation, "The Blood Clan has existed for so long, the Secret Party always organized and disciplined, unlike the Magic Party, a disorganized heap, seeing humans like dogs seeing bones, ts-ts, truly disgracing our noble Blood Clan!"
Aiden’s face turned completely dark, struggling to control the rage inside, continuing to spar with Bali.
"Duke Bali, please mind your words. We are all Blood Clan! All descendants of the great Cain Decula!"
Bali sneered, "If the great ancestor Cain knew there’d be black sheep like you among his descendants, would he jump out of his coffin?"
Aiden said nothing, lowering his gaze as he slowly moved.
Bali leisurely rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, pulling them up to a suitable height. Thereafter, he elegantly lifted his head, deep eyes gazing at the bright moonlight in the night sky.
"Xuanjin has a saying, ’A night to kill under the black moon and fierce wind.’ Tonight is indeed a beautiful night."
As soon as his words fell, Bali’s body swiftly vanished from where he stood. Aiden stared ahead in disbelief, terrified, seeming unable to comprehend how Bali’s speed could be so fast.
The subtle sound of the air being pierced echoed by his ear, and the last thing Aiden heard in this world was "Farewell, Refuno trash."
Bam——!
Aiden’s body crumpled to the ground, his eyes opened wide. Even in death, this pitiful vampire did not know how he died. Pitiful and pathetic!
Amidst the darkness, Bali’s figure slowly reappeared. He stood before Aiden, a few drops of fresh blood dripping from his sharp fingernails. In the area of Aiden’s heart, five finger-width wounds were shockingly grotesque!
Bali casually glanced at Aiden’s corpse, contempt flashing in his eyes. He took out a handkerchief from his shirt pocket, elegantly and slowly wiping the fresh blood off his right hand. Retracting his sharp nails, Bali disdainfully tossed the stained handkerchief onto Aiden’s corpse.
He started walking away, then suddenly stopped, a cold flash appearing in his blue eyes.
"Who’s there? Co out!"
The night wind blew, only the sound of cicadas was heard, with no other sound.
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