Chapter 21 The Death of a Beauty (1/2)

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 of vampires, and they would definitely perish in the process. Only a few had survived because Clara was nearby— after all, no vampire would dare take the initiative to attack her without knowing if she still had the strength to fight back.

Even the Infantes felt likewise. They had personally witnessed how strong these top-ranked human experts were with their backs against the wall, and all of them had been seriously wounded from just one of Wang Xuanming's punches. As such, they did not wish to take risks again, and Clara possessed so much power that the Infantes did not dare provoke her, even if she was seriously wounded and not at full strength.

That said, Field was still unafraid of Clara, and he sped off in the direction of Wang Bugui's retreat. He had taken great interest in the Seekers of Truth from the East after witnessing Wang Xuanming's shocking amount of power first hand, and Wang Bugui was his son. As such, Field felt that he should have more or less imported some truth-seeking skills to the young man.

He was hopeful that the power of a Seeker of Truth from the East could utterly destroy himself; it was his wish to die in the hands of a human who was not a Paladin.

Hanae Chiou was fleeing at full speed with the lost Wang Bugui in tow, while Druid and Merutia followed behind them. They did dare to stop for rest, as they knew the amount of time the Blood Hunter Clan had bought with their lives was not long. After traveling for about two kilometers away from the battlefield, they could hear the sounds of humans fighting against vampires. Surely, those that were lagging behind them were going to be slayed.

Wang Bugui looked lost as Hanae Chiou carried him, the heart-wrenching scenes of his people's sacrifices still re-enacting in his mind. Everyone in his clan— the amiable old folks, the uncles and aunts that loved to tease the young ones, as well as the boys and girls slightly older than him had all turned into a pool of blood. Furthermore, after his father's heroic last stance and his mother's tragically beautiful death, he was now an orphan. Over the course of the day, his heart had been broken over and over again.

”Sister Chiou... why?” Asked Wang Bugui her in a daze. She was the only person he could trust now.

”Wang Bugui, I know you're very hurt, but you can't let everything go to waste now. You still need to avenge your family and take responsibility for the survival of the entire Blood Hunter Clan. Don't show me that face! Do you want all those people to have died in vain?” Hanae Chiou chided loudly, not wanting Wang Bugui to fall into depression.

”But... I...”

”No buts! You have to know that from now on, the responsibility for the survival of the Blood Hunter Clan is on you. Don't let the others down!”

”Everyone else is dead, but I'm still alive... why?”

”Because you're worth their trust, and your survival will allow their will to continue living on. It's also your promise— don't tell me that you've forgotten the deal between us!”

Wang Bugui finally calmed down after hearing Hanae Chiou's words, and he began to look more energetic as he thought about the final words of his clanspeople and parents. Finally, he remembered his promise to Hanae Chiou as well, but he was lost and did not know what to do now. ”Which direction should the path of my life continue in?” He thought.

Just as they were about to step foot on the Tower Bridge of the Thames River, which would lead them out of the region, a figure swooped down and blocked their path. It was Field, who had been chasing after them all this while. He held his Rose Blood Sword before him and swept his cold, dark gaze across the four people in front of him.

”Ah... Field, why is it him?” Druid said as he took two steps backward, his legs trembling in fright.

”This is the end, we're all going to die here.” Said Merutia as she crumpled onto the ground weakly, her moist and bright eyes filled with hopelessness.

”What do you want? Could the First Infante be taking an interest in harming weak people like us?” Asked Hanae Chiou as her nicely shaped eyebrows furrowed. She summoned her giant scythe and stood in front of the others who had long lost their will to resist.

”I'm interested in that human. Let me draw a little blood so that I can access his memories, then you can all leave safely.” Field said calmly as he pointed at Wang Bugui.

”This will cause him too much harm. I won't allow you to do that.” Hanae Chiou refused Field's request outright.

”He won't die from it, and all of you will live. Isn't that a good deal?”

”He's from the Blood Hunter Clan. I won't allow you to insult him.”

”That's right. The Blood Hunter Clan will not allow vampires to insult any of its people. I won't spare a single drop of blood for you. I'll fight you if you plan to kill us!”

By this time, Wang Bugui had stood up slowly, the rage within him having helped overcome his instinctive fear long ago.

”I won't kill you, but if you don't cooperate, everyone else will die because of you.” Said Field as he raised his sword to threaten Wang Bugui.

”Scum!”

A roar was emitted from Wang Bugui as he charged toward Field, striking at his opponent with his Blood Sea Surge Fist. He had thrown all caution to the wind and used the Blood Igniting Forbidden Art. Field used only one hand to absorb the impact of the punch— the blow was too weak to bother a truly strong being like him. With a light shake, Wang Bugui was sent flying backward.

”Ergh!”

Wang Bugui landed back at his original spot; Field had defeated him in one blow and caused him to revert back to his original state. The Infante then walked slowly toward him, saying, ”You're not him. If that man is here, I'll definitely give him my best effort. You, however, are not worthy.”

”That's enough, I'll be your opponent.” Hanae Chiou said as she rushed forward to block Field's advance.

”You are also not worthy of becoming my opponent.” Said Field as he shook his head.