Chapter 47

At this moment, Qianye was hiding in an abandoned floating ship, with only half of the main cabin left. The torn edges were sharp metal blades. Various kinds of waste hung from them, fluttering in the wind like disordered flags, also blocking the view.

Qianye was looking out through the hole that used to be a porthole. He was very cautious, hiding himself completely behind the metal wall, not even looking directly, with only the black lens of a telescope poking out.

In his field of vision, Wilde's figure appeared in a dark red hue, very faint, indicating that the dark primal energy emanating from his body was not much. This was the hallmark of a true upper-class vampire; the true strong among vampires could收敛 blood qi and primal energy, and would not be detected by a mere tactical scope.

It seemed that this was the titled vampire that Yeto had mentioned. Qianye carefully observed Wilde, not missing even the slightest detail of his movements.

In Qianye's understanding, upper-class vampires and vampire warriors were two completely different beings. Even the lowest-ranked blood knight was at level seven, far beyond what Qianye could contend with. Although the opponent had been lured into the junkyard due to arrogance, he knew he only had one chance.

He must hit the mark with one shot!

Qianye's opportunity lay in the fact that the opponent would never expect a level two human to have a scorpion needle and a demon-breaking silver bullet, such powerful weapons!

Qianye saw Wilde blindly searching, sometimes even turning his back to him, but never making a move to attack. Upper-class vampires had extremely quick reflexes, and at this moment, Wilde had just entered the junkyard and was still in a highly alert state, not the best time for a sniper.

Qianye had learned what patience was long ago in the Yellow Springs training camp. For him, who had no future, the most meaningful thing in his life now was to kill the upper-class vampire in front of him.

In the environment of the junkyard, Wilde's proud sense of smell became a burden. The trail ended here, and he could only rely on the resonance of blood and life force, using his eyes and experience to search for the opponent.

But in such a vast junkyard, the chaotic and varied objects were piled up in all sorts of unimaginable ways, making it extremely difficult to find someone who was deliberately hiding.

As Wilde walked, he suddenly stopped, looking up at the top of a wrecked warship. On the inclined gangway that jutted high into the air, a slender figure appeared.

"Yeto? You actually came in!" Wilde seemed extremely surprised.

He knew Yeto's identity was special, and someone like her would never step into such a filthy place. He didn't expect her to not only come but also seem intent on fighting him here.

"Why can't I come?" Yeto said coldly.

Wilde suddenly took off his neatly pressed suit, casually throwing it to the ground, then said with a smile, "Since you're not afraid of getting dirty, why should I be! But, is this human worm so important to you?"

With that, Wilde drew a soft sword, straightening it, and suddenly leaped up to meet Yeto.

Yeto, on the other hand, drew a short knife and leaped down from a height of dozens of meters. In mid-air, she suddenly kicked the side of the ship, changing direction in a strange way, instantly pouncing on Wilde's side!

The two turned into two shadows, fighting like lightning, delivering countless attacks to each other every second, but there were few sounds of weapons clashing.

Qianye observed the battle for a while, aiming the telescope at Yeto.

In the vampire's vision, Yeto hardly emitted any red light, almost invisible. Qianye frowned, theoretically, this should confirm her human identity, but for some reason, he always felt something was off.

Qianye had fought vampires dozens of times and was thoroughly familiar with their combat style. Vampire combat combined strength, speed, and combat skills, especially their inhuman speed and disproportionate strength, which were the most fundamental differences from human warriors of the same level. Just looking at the scene, it was clearly two upper-class vampires fighting, but Yeto showed no signs of the expected dark primal energy.

Confirming Yeto as human, but seeing her fight in a pure upper-class vampire style, always gave Qianye an indescribable feeling of discomfort.

Qianye quietly retreated into the mechanical room of the ship, where the space was largely intact, hoping the shielding effect would remain. He took out the scorpion needle, then very carefully loaded the crystal cartridge into the magazine, and pressed a demon-breaking silver bullet into the chamber.

He waited a few seconds, everything was normal, the demon-breaking silver bullet did not fluctuate due to the dark blood in his body. The craftsmanship of the scorpion needle was indeed top-notch, fully sealed, with no leakage.

Qianye showed a faint smile, almost invisible, being able to use the demon-breaking weapon normally was indeed good news. Then he gripped the gun, slowly infusing it with primal energy.

Dark red patterns appeared on the gun, extending as the primal energy flowed. At this moment, Qianye's primal energy was gradually activating the built-in primal energy array components of the scorpion needle, forming a special energy membrane that enveloped the demon-breaking silver bullet.

This was the ability Qianye obtained at level two: heavy bullet.

The heavy bullet was a common ability among shooters but very practical. The energy membrane would significantly increase the damage when the bullet was fired and exploded. Qianye's primal energy was extremely condensed and fierce, so the enhancement of the heavy bullet was even more significant. Combined with the demon-breaking silver bullet, it could definitely severely injure a vampire below the rank of viscount, and if it hit a vital point, it would be an instant kill!

This was the gift Qianye had prepared for Wilde!

Qianye carefully checked his entire body, confirming there were no obstacles to his movement, then quietly moved within the ship, quickly emerging from another opening. He directly pushed aside a layer of garbage, slowly poking his head out.

Below him, Wilde was engaged in a fierce battle with Yeto.

This was an excellent position. As soon as Qianye entered the junkyard, he had chosen this spot. The greatest advantage here was the thick layer of decaying organic waste, which was a natural absolute barrier for vampires. Even a count would not be able to sense someone hiding under the garbage.

As for the stench and filth, Qianye was completely unconcerned. Since he could remember, he had grown up in such a junkyard. Without these vast junkyards and the regular dumping of waste from the upper continent, he would not have been able to find enough food to survive.

Under the cover of the garbage, the barrel of the scorpion needle slowly emerged, but just as it appeared, it paused, then slowly lowered, pointing at an empty space. Then Qianye began to wait patiently.

Wilde and Yeto suddenly separated, each staring at the other. Both were injured; Wilde had a wound on his thigh, a sharp spike deeply embedded, nailing it to the thigh bone. Yeto's left arm also had a large gash, deep to the bone.

Wilde suddenly laughed, his expression exaggerated, "You can't run now! With the smell of this blood, no matter where you go, the Black Nightmare tribe's warriors will find you!"

Yeto said coldly, "You actually colluded with those stinking dogs! You've disgraced the honor of the clan!"

"What do you know? Once we pull your father from his position, I'll see how long you can remain so arrogant!"

Just as Yeto was about to say something, her expression suddenly changed. From the periphery of the junkyard, prolonged howls of wolves echoed, and then several black war wolves appeared on the top of a wrecked ship.

Qianye, from a distance of several hundred meters, couldn't hear what Yeto and Wilde were saying. But when he saw the upper-class vampire politely waving to the black wolves, his expression also changed!

Werewolves!

This was another major clan among the dark races, slightly less powerful than vampires. However, from history to the present and the foreseeable future, the werewolves and vampires had been lifelong enemies, sometimes with hatred even more intense than that between them and humans. So seeing vampires and werewolves seemingly on the same side was an extremely bizarre scene.

This further indicated that Yeto's identity was not simple, to the point where werewolves and vampires needed to join forces to deal with her.

The several black wolves that appeared were huge, all formal warriors of the werewolf clan, with the strength of level two combatants. Among them, one black wolf was particularly large, measuring four meters from head to tail and nearly two meters tall, not much different from a lion. This was an elite warrior of the werewolf clan, with the strength equivalent to a level five human combatant.

At this moment, over a dozen vampire warriors finally caught up, appearing from the periphery of the junkyard. Although their strength was only level two, they had the advantage of numbers. Their positioning filled the gaps left by the werewolf warriors, blocking all of Yeto's escape routes.

The situation suddenly became extremely dire. This power disparity was a matter of certain death. No matter how fast Yeto was, it would be difficult for her to escape the encirclement. Moreover, she was injured, and the blood dripping from her wounds was a clear trail for the werewolves to follow. On the wasteland, the werewolves were the best hunters, even more tenacious than vampires.

Qianye had not expected such a scene, it seemed that all the high-level dark races in the vicinity had emerged. This area was still considered within the jurisdiction of the Empire's expeditionary forces! The sudden appearance of so many high-level dark race warriors would definitely trigger a strong reaction from the expeditionary forces, likely leading to a large-scale military operation to thoroughly clean the area.

Where the expeditionary forces' army passed, the devastation could be described as a bloodbath, even for humans.

In areas where dark races had been active, the expeditionary forces often conducted large-scale searches for blood slaves among the local population. Among those captured, perhaps less than half were truly contaminated, the rest were potentially infected, or hiding blood slaves, and not a few were simply because the expeditionary forces' officers found them displeasing and captured them as blood slaves.

If the expeditionary forces' army were to mobilize, the Lighthouse Town would be half destroyed.

However, the future of Lighthouse Town was not something Qianye could care about. As the dark blood attacks became more frequent and harder to control, Qianye had already prepared to end his life when he could no longer resist the bloodlust and was about to go on a killing spree.

This was also the reason why, when he heard that a titled vampire had appeared, Qianye insisted on joining Yeto's mission. In his mind, if he could use his life, which could end at any moment, to destroy an upper-class vampire, it would indeed be the best deal.

Using a level two combatant to exchange for at least a level seven upper-class vampire, any commander would do it without hesitation.

Qianye gently moved the gun barrel, patiently locking onto Wilde.

PS: There will be another update in the evening.

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