The night, shrouded by the Blood Moon, nearly stood still.
The dark alleys of the Bulida Mafia’s turf twisted like a winding serpent, bottomless, leading to an unknown abyss.
In this deadly silence, the only sounds that could be heard were the faint quivers of breath and the light rustling of clothing.
Elsa and Little Black Cat crouched against a sheltered wall, their heartbeats thundering, terrified to make any noise that would disturb the air.
"..."
Viscount Carl’s eyes were wide open, his pupils slowly shifting to the left.
His peripheral vision could only make out the hand donned in a white glove on his own shoulder.
When had this person arrived?
Carl himself was from the Concealnt bloodline of the Blood Clan, how could anyone have placed a hand on his shoulder without making a sound?
As his gaze shifted, he also glimpsed a figure with purple hair and blue eyes in the distance.
The Griffin Heiress of the Marquis Roland family?
"Landry..."
Ursula hid behind the sowhat distant figure of Professor Landry, yet she wasn’t too far from him.
This distance was neither too close to be easily affected, constricting Professor Landry’s actions, nor too distant to beco a hostage, hindering him.
In her view, this creature that seed to be from the Blood Clan was probably one of the stronger Sixth-order beings, and considering the Blood Clan’s undead nature at night and the Epic abilities innate to their species, it was very unlikely for soone of the sa rank to defeat him.
However, since Landry dared to be so close to the creature from the Blood Clan, it ant he was prepared for a frontal fight with it.
Ursula clasped her palms tightly, swallowing hard.
If Landry lost, she would probably die as well.
But at this mont, the only choice was to trust the professor; he was surely not a person of reckless bravery.
In this man, she saw courage, as well as the boldness once in her own brother, so she chose to trust him.
The other end of the alley.
"ow ow ow! Lanlan, you’re finally here to save us ow!"
Cat Boss was tearful, looking at Lanci who had finally arrived.
If Lanci had been any later, it would have had to turn human.
But it was uncertain if that would scare this mber of the Blood Clan.
It had always harbored an unknown fear of turning into a human; it was like asking a human to turn into a giant dragon, a complete transformation into another species.
The worst-case scenario would be to cause a particularly big commotion, try to attract the mafia leader’s attention.
Above Little Black Cat’s head, Elsa’s cheeks were streaked with tears as she stared blankly into the distance.
So her brother really did co to save her.
But at this mont, what surged in her heart was a chilling unease following the tidal wave of emotion.
Her gaze was fixed on the other end of the alley, where there were only two figures, and the seven-figure count certainly could not be her brother’s; it was a casualty ratio that humans could not achieve in a lifeti unless one used a Ninth-order forbidden curse to destroy a province.
Even if there were such destructive forbidden curses that went beyond human capability, they would likely have to be triggered at the cost of one’s life, and even powerful Ninth-order beings would not wish to use them.
Thus, there was only one conclusion.
Her brother’s opponent was extrely dangerous!
"Brother, run away! This mber of the Blood Clan has killed countless people!"
Now, Elsa regretted letting Little Black Bread call her brother, fearing he was also being dragged into this bottomless conspiracy.
Her brother, a Sixth-order powerhouse, was already exceedingly rare, one of the top ranks among the combat professors of Saint Kray Temple, but if the enemy was a Count of the Blood Clan, a Blood Clan Marquis, then her brother would be nothing but a sacrifice, killed in one blow.
"Many...?"
Lanci was slightly taken aback.
Which mber of the Blood Clan hadn’t killed many?
This Blood Clan creature was probably a Sixth-order Bloodline Viscount, and his current identity as Landry was also at the Sixth-order; he was perfectly capable of matching him, was Elsa really so afraid?
"A full seven figures!"
Elsa added tensely.
"Oh wow, I’ve got myself a big fish."
Lanci said in surprise, sizing up the black-suited figure before him.
He had thought he was dealing with an insignificant Bloodline Viscount, yet the being before him had a seven-figure count of kills.
If he could catch this one and use him for the rit Machine, Hugh would just have to press a button, and the latter half of his life could be free of rit!
"I haven’t killed that many."
Viscount Carl said with a gloomy expression.
To be honest, it was the first ti in his life he had to explain such a thing.
He had never feared the retribution of karma that the followers of the Goddess of Destiny talked about, a weak deception to comfort themselves; after all, his Blood Clan was inherently the noblest race in the world, and it was the happiness of the inferior species to offer everything to them.
But this baffling misunderstanding made him exceptionally uncomfortable.
"Criminals often don’t want to admit to their killings, and they have no awareness of how many they’ve killed; it’s quite normal."
Lanci replied indifferently.
"Heh."
Regardless, Carl breathed a sigh of relief after confirming the person behind him was indeed Professor Landry.
Carl’s brain rapidly processed information.
In an instant, he analyzed the cause and effect—
It was Elsa who, upon realizing her brother had arrived, wanted to delay the ti and scare him, purposely said that to confuse his judgnt.
Landry wasn’t an Evil God; how could he kill seven figures worth of people? It just didn’t make sense.
A Sixth-order Professor of Magical Engineering, no matter how sinister his montum, what use was that? He was a mber of the Immortal Blood Clan, unbeatable among his own rank!
"That being said, you just..."
Viscount Carl suddenly turned around, intending to pluck the professor’s head off in one move.
But his raised hand hadn’t touched Professor Landry when the professor lightly shifted his right foot, kicking Carl on the shin and causing him to lose balance and fall to the ground.
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