Chapter 48

Qian Ye felt that this noble bloodline vampire was somewhat strange. Although he only displayed the strength of a fourth or fifth-level vampire, his combat skills and reactions far exceeded those of a high-level bloodline warrior. Recalling the two bloodline warriors who died at his hands earlier, Qian Ye vaguely sensed that this upper-level bloodline might be in a similar situation, his strength somehow suppressed for unknown reasons. The other party should at least be a Blood Knight, and might even be an eighth-level Duke.

However, Qian Ye was still waiting, waiting for the moment when Wilde would let his guard down.

Seeing that the situation was almost settled, Wilde finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, saying, "Miss Yeto, now that the situation is almost settled, you can't even escape! If you are willing to surrender and persuade your father to give up resistance, then the Duke will be very pleased and willing to give you a very good position. Perhaps the title of Duchess would suit you? But..."

Wilde's face suddenly turned dark, and he said coldly, "But if you don't cooperate, then sending your corpse back to your father will be the same. And at that time, I can't guarantee what you will become. You know, our black-furred friends hate bloodline vampires very much, and they are capable of anything. Even if you become a corpse, you won't escape the treatment you deserve! I don't think our friends care whether you are dead or alive. Perhaps you can try waiting for reinforcements, like that second-level little guy..."

Yeto's fingertips were trembling slightly, clearly extremely angry. She turned her gaze away, her face full of contempt, unwilling to say another word to Wilde.

Her eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for any possible escape route. However, the black giant wolves and bloodline warriors had blocked all the paths. With her blood chains still locked, she couldn't outrun these four-legged beasts.

Wilde looked at Yeto with satisfaction, his eyes beginning to roam over her body without restraint. Even by bloodline standards, Yeto had a charm that could captivate a city. She possessed a natural ability to charm, no wonder even a cold, bloodthirsty, and ambitious figure like the Duke was moved by her, willing to risk future revenge to keep her for himself.

"She had better resist to the end, then perhaps I will have a chance to taste her..." Wilde stroked his chin, lost in thought.

At that moment, a sharp howl startled Wilde from his reverie! He immediately felt his scalp tingle, a sense of impending death screaming in his mind, driving him almost mad!

Wilde instinctively turned his head toward the source of the danger, while his body began to move to avoid it.

A blinding silver flash rapidly expanded in his peripheral vision!

It was a silver light!

Bloodlines hated silver the most, and the silver light in the darkness often meant the worst. The moment Wilde saw the silver, he instinctively lunged forward, not even having time to think about the source of the attack.

In an instant, Qian Ye felt as if a large hammer had struck his leg, sending him flying, and his right leg immediately lost all sensation.

Through the scope, Qian Ye, hidden in the layers of garbage, watched a silver flame explode, and then Wilde's right leg was severed from his body, flying through the air, the severed limb hissing and quickly enveloped in a layer of black mist. Wilde himself was thrown into the air by the impact.

This shot did not miss, but Wilde's reaction was so fast that he managed to make the most correct evasive move in an impossible moment, avoiding the fatal blow. Just from this level of combat skill, he had to be at least a Duke.

The power of the Demon-Bane Silver Bullet far exceeded Qian Ye's expectations. With the "Heavy Bullet" power boost, this shot would have instantly killed Wilde if it had hit his body.

Qian Ye didn't have time to regret it. He quickly loaded the second Demon-Bane Silver Bullet, his eyes never leaving the scope. When the loading was complete, the crosshairs were already aimed at where Wilde would land. This extreme loading, aiming, and shooting technique was something Qian Ye had honed through countless hours of practice.

As Wilde hit the ground, the second Demon-Bane Silver Bullet was already whistling through the air, transforming into a silver light and striking his chest!

This time, Wilde had no strength left to dodge. He let out a scream, and a large hole immediately appeared in his chest. The silver light that burst forth shone on his face like concentrated acid, instantly melting his entire face, revealing the white bones beneath.

Wilde let out a dying scream, the piercing sound piercing the night sky and spreading far and wide.

Qian Ye calmly observed for a full second, confirming that even if Wilde were immersed in the legendary vampire ancestor's blood pool, it wouldn't save his life. Only then did he move the gun barrel to point at a wolfman in another direction.

During the observation and movement, he loaded the third Demon-Bane Silver Bullet into the gun, then began to frantically channel the Origin Tide, ignoring the intense pain, forcing it to surge through his chest and into the Scorpion Stinger.

The reason the Military Art of War was the mainstream cultivation method for the lower ranks of the Empire's military, besides its ability to rapidly increase strength in the early stages, was its ability to charge the Origin Gun faster than other cultivation methods. In the current situation, even a second difference could mean life or death!

Although the situation changed suddenly, after firing two shots, Qian Ye had also exposed his position. The bloodline warriors quickly rushed toward his hiding place, and for a moment, the encirclement around Yeto was breached.

Yeto did not take the opportunity to escape. Instead, she gritted her teeth and, like a ghost, followed a bloodline warrior, plunging a short knife into his heart. At the same time, two spikes flew from her hands, piercing the body of a wolfman trying to take advantage. The poison on the spikes immediately took effect, and the giant wolf ran for over ten meters before letting out a mournful cry and collapsing.

The wolfman leader let out a furious howl, and all the wolfmen turned to attack Yeto, while he himself charged toward Qian Ye. In his mind, Qian Ye was a greater threat than Yeto.

The power of the Demon-Bane Silver Bullet was so great that it would make any dark race tremble with fear!

As the wolfman leader rapidly approached, Qian Ye did not shoot. The wolfman's instinctive reaction in wolf form was even faster than that of a bloodline, and he could change direction to dodge the moment Qian Ye pulled the trigger. Moreover, the wolfman's regenerative ability was not inferior to that of a bloodline, and if this shot did not hit a vital spot, it would recover over time.

"Come on! Damn it! One life for another, it's still a good deal!" Qian Ye silently thought, his eyes cold and steady as he watched the wolfman leader's movements.

By killing Wilde, Qian Ye had already regained the full meaning of his life. If he could take down another fifth-level wolfman, his life would be worth it!

This was the calculation of a soldier!

The wolfman leader had already closed to within ten meters. Suddenly, he leaped into the air, transforming into human form and pouncing on Qian Ye!

This was the moment!

Qian Ye was waiting for the wolfman's combat pounce!

His upper body suddenly leaned back, the gun barrel raised, and he pulled the trigger! The timing and angle were precise, as if rehearsed in advance.

The Demon-Bane Silver Bullet drew a beautiful, dazzling silver light in the night sky, instantly piercing the wolfman leader's chest!

A large patch of silver light burst from the wolfman leader's back, leaving a terrifying wound the size of a large bowl! The silver light sprayed into the air like a fountain, the droplets refracting into a kaleidoscope of colors.

The wolfman leader still landed in the intended position, swinging a claw down. The Scorpion Stinger flew out of Qian Ye's hand, and the heavy blow struck Qian Ye's chest without hindrance! However, this blow did not rip open the fragile human as expected, but rather sent him flying far away!

The wolfman leader let out a furious roar, leaping up to chase Qian Ye. But after running just a few meters, he let out a mournful cry and collapsed. The Demon-Bane Silver Bullet had burned his internal organs as it passed through his body. No matter how strong his life force, he could not resist the destructive power wielded by a true human elite.

Qian Ye fell dozens of meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then lost consciousness.

In another battlefield, Yeto's situation was not good either. She had finally killed all the bloodline warriors and removed the blood chains from her body. But now she had dozens of wounds, and her left calf was twisted unnaturally, the bone broken by a wolfman's bite.

But there were still four wolfmen around!

Yeto gritted her teeth, the intense pain causing cold sweat to break out on her forehead. Her spikes were used up, and her only weapon left was a special short knife. She glanced in Qian Ye's direction, finally gritted her teeth, and turned to flee.

Qian Ye was only a second-level, and being hit by the wolfman leader meant certain death.

The strength of these wolfmen was unexpectedly strong. Even after Yeto removed the blood chains and regained her strength, it still needed time. But the wolfmen clearly would not give her any opportunity. Yeto originally wanted to take Qian Ye's body with her, but leaving him here would mean he would become a meal for the vengeful wolfmen. Now, she had no choice but to leave him behind.

The four wolfmen followed Yeto at a leisurely pace, not worried about her stalling for time. In her severely injured state, Yeto would exhaust all her strength before she could recover her power. This was the hunting instinct of the wolfmen.

Just as Yeto left the garbage dump, a faint black shadow suddenly pounced from the side, fiercely knocking her to the ground!

A Shadow Wolf!

This was the most vicious and cunning killer among the wolfmen. He had been there for a long time but had been lying in wait until now.

Despair flashed across Yeto's face, then suddenly turned fierce. A deep red color surged from her pupils, and an invisible shockwave shot from her eyes, striking the Shadow Wolf's head!

The Shadow Wolf let out a mournful cry, his movements momentarily stiffening. Yeto seized this opportunity and forcefully stabbed the short knife into the Shadow Wolf's lower abdomen!

The Shadow Wolf roared in anger, knocking Yeto's short knife away with a claw, then bit into her arm, breaking both arm bones with a few crunches!

When Yeto lost her ability to resist and her consciousness slipped into unconsciousness, the Shadow Wolf gradually changed shape, transforming into a wild-looking young man. He looked at the wound on his abdomen, extremely angry, and kicked Yeto several times.

"Enough! If you kill her, she won't be worth as much." An old man emerged from the darkness, followed by over a dozen wolfmen.

The Shadow Wolf pointed at Yeto, angry, "But this cold-blooded woman will never submit! And she has killed so many of our kin!"

"That is something Duke Duk needs to consider, not us. We need to deliver a living Yeto to him, and none of her important parts can be missing, or the deal won't be considered complete," the old man said slowly.

The Shadow Wolf's chest heaved, and he glared at Yeto, spitting at her.

However, strangely, the spit stopped in mid-air, slowly rotating.