Chapter 88

Wei Potian's face darkened, and he stomped his foot heavily on the ground, his figure and aura naturally becoming as solid and heavy as a mountain!

He turned and shouted, "Brothers, today we fight to the death with these damn vampires!"

After speaking, Wei Potian roared in anger, drew his military dagger, and lunged at the leading upper-class vampire. At this moment, he seemed mad, his attacks relentless, with no thought of retreat or reserve, only the desire to stab the vampire fiercely with his dagger!

The young vampire was startled. The military dagger in Wei Potian's hand was gleaming with silver light! The thick, uniform silver clearly indicated the luster of demon-breaking silver!

No vampire was willing to be stabbed by a demon-breaking silver dagger. Although this young vampire's rank could easily crush Wei Potian, he was momentarily chased around by an opponent who fought without any method or form.

Four of the other Fallen Angel rookies were skilled with firearms. In the blink of an eye, they completed the energy charge of their force pistols, each firing a shot, then drew their military daggers and howled as they pounced on the surrounding vampire warriors.

Their eyes were red, and they charged like mad tigers. However, this was not what the vampires feared the most. What truly terrified them was that each of these young men's military daggers was gleaming with the light of demon-breaking silver!

The upper-class vampire almost groaned. When did the human race become so wealthy that they could each wield a demon-breaking silver dagger? If humans could be armed to this extent, then in the future wars between the Eternal Night and Dawn camps, there would be no place for vampires. Humans were indeed a treacherous and hateful species; even a clumsy trap had its mechanisms!

This young vampire thought it was part of the trap, but he didn't know that it wasn't the human race that was wealthy, but the Fallen Angel warriors.

Each warrior recruited by the Fallen Angels was almost from a noble family, and in addition to the standard equipment of the legion, they all had their own private armaments. The standard equipment issued by the empire to elite legions was already top-notch in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, but to many Fallen Angels, it was just some low-grade junk, so they simply replaced it with better equipment.

In terms of weapon quality, the Fallen Angels were always the undisputed first in the military.

However, the huge disparity in strength between the two sides was not something a few demon-breaking silver daggers could make up for. In the blink of an eye, the Fallen Angel rookies were all injured, and Wei Potian had a deep wound on his chest!

Although these rookies, despite being at an absolute disadvantage, managed to cut down five or six vampire warriors, a feat they could be proud of, the gap in strength between the two sides continued to widen.

It was clear that this squad of Fallen Angel rookies would be completely wiped out in an instant!

Wei Potian had already knocked the young vampire away for the third time, the original force light of his Thousand Mountains technique dimming significantly. However, what troubled him was that each counterattack missed, the opponent's speed was too fast.

He was certain that this young vampire was at least a formal Blood Knight; otherwise, his attacks wouldn't be so heavy, nearly shattering his Thousand Mountains defense in just two strikes. Given their current disparity, once his defense was broken, he would be at the mercy of the enemy.

Wei Potian, breathing heavily like a red-eyed bull, lowered his waist and widened his stance, staring intently at his opponent, determined that the next time he would not defend, even if it meant dying instantly, he would stab a hole in the vampire with his demon-breaking silver dagger!

The young Blood Knight was even more frustrated. He had failed to break the original force defense of a fourth-level rookie with two heavy strikes. If this news spread, he would become a laughingstock. The other Fallen Angel rookies were almost at their last breath; if he couldn't finish off this troublesome kid before his subordinates ended the fight, what would be left of his Blood Knight's dignity?

The Blood Knight did not rush forward again. He stood still, his right arm forming a blood-colored hand shield across his chest, and a wisp of swirling blood light ignited in his left hand, growing denser and denser. He glanced sideways at Wei Potian, a few steps away, his smile becoming increasingly eerie.

Clearly, after gathering his strength, it would be a devastating blow!

At this moment, Qian Ye, hiding in the shadows, finally saw his chance and pressed the trigger steadily and forcefully!

The Eagle Strike emitted a rumbling sound like a thunderstorm before a summer rain, the light of the original force explosion illuminating half a street, and the massive recoil pushed Qian Ye back a meter. However, the original force projectile, traveling at an unstoppable speed, gently pierced the air, heading toward the Blood Knight who was gathering his strength.

A wisp of blood energy in the projectile seemed to sense something and began to move frantically!

A sudden burst of intense red light appeared before Wei Potian, and the shockwave from the explosion pushed him back two steps.

The shockwave alone could push back Wei Potian in his Thousand Mountains state, and the Blood Knight was directly hit by the original force explosion, being thrown over ten meters!

The Blood Knight's speed was fast, and his reaction was incomparably sharp. In an instant, he crossed his arms to protect his head and chest, his feet plowing two deep grooves in the street. The blood force shield on his arms vanished the moment it made contact with the original force.

After the impact, the Blood Knight's arms were covered in blood, the wounds deep to the bone, and his shirt was tattered, with only a few rags still clinging to his body. As for his upper body armor, it was completely shattered by the Eagle Strike.

Two hundred meters, the distance at which the Eagle Strike could unleash its full power!

Qian Ye felt a pang of regret. The Blood Knight was clearly at the seventh level. Although he didn't specialize in physical strength like the Sky Snake, the huge level gap meant he only suffered severe injuries. However, Qian Ye hoped the extra ingredients in the original force projectile would be to his liking.

The Blood Knight lowered his arms, his crimson eyes fixed on Qian Ye's position. Without waiting for his orders, several well-trained elite vampire warriors abandoned the nearly exhausted Fallen Angel rookies and pounced in the direction of the original force projectile. The long war with the human race had taught them to eliminate the enemy's sniper first!

The noise of the Eagle Strike was too loud. Qian Ye knew he couldn't hide after firing. He didn't even have time to recover from the weakness caused by the sudden outpouring of original force. He immediately grabbed his hand axe and sprang up, preparing for close combat.

However, the vampire warriors arrived even faster than Qian Ye expected. A black shadow flashed and slammed into Qian Ye, rolling with him several times before both of them fell onto the street.

This was a fourth-level vampire warrior, with deep green eyes that glowed crimson, appearing particularly bloodthirsty and cold. He had the upper hand in the struggle, pinning Qian Ye down, one hand around Qian Ye's neck, the other holding a knife, which he plunged into Qian Ye's chest without hesitation!

A fourth-level vampire warrior's strength was comparable to that of a fifth-level human soldier. Qian Ye felt as if a steel band was around his neck, unable to breathe. His hand holding the axe was pinned at an awkward angle, and he could only reach out with his left hand to grab the vampire's wrist, preventing the short knife, wrapped in crimson and black-gold patterns, from falling.

The two immediately engaged in a struggle.

Qian Ye couldn't catch his breath, his neck constricted, and his blood flow was restricted, his face turning purple. However, after the initial chaos of the ambush, Qian Ye realized that the vampire's strength was much weaker than he had expected.

The two were in a stalemate!

At this moment, Qian Ye's heart suddenly beat violently, his black blood surging, and seven strands of blood energy rushed to all parts of his body!

The muscles in Qian Ye's neck suddenly bulged, his neck thickening by half, and he forcefully pushed the vampire's fingers apart!

The vampire was shocked, his left hand trembling, every muscle jumping. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't press down any further! He almost couldn't believe his eyes and senses; how could a mere third-level human have such strength?

Qian Ye took a deep breath, the feeling of regaining air was incredibly pleasant, making every cell in his body scream with joy.

Qian Ye suddenly exerted force with his left hand, and the vampire let out a惨叫, the bones in his wrist cracking, his fingers loosening, and the short knife falling to the ground. Qian Ye threw the vampire off and quickly grabbed the fallen military knife, thrusting it straight into the vampire's heart!

Qian Ye threw the short knife aside, injected a stimulant into his thigh, and the War Decision technique rapidly circulated, a surge of original force flooding his tired meridians. However, he didn't have more time to recover. The wind behind him rose again, and another vampire warrior pounced from behind.

Qian Ye immediately rolled to the side, escaping the vampire's pounce, then sprang up. He shouted, turned, and stepped forward, not retreating but charging forward, using his full strength to collide with the vampire warrior who hadn't had time to change his stance. A dull thud sounded, and the vampire warrior was thrown back, landing and flailing his limbs, unable to stand up.

Qian Ye then lightly leaped, dodging two short knives swung from both sides, swallowing a groan, and moving as if his right shoulder hadn't just been injured.

The two vampire warriors' first strikes missed, and they swiftly changed positions, continuing to attack Qian Ye from both sides.

Qian Ye lunged into the embrace of the vampire on the right, his hand axe making over a dozen cuts on the vampire's chest and abdomen, the crimson blood immediately soaking both of them.

However, Qian Ye felt a cool and painful sensation on his back, as the other vampire had slashed a long wound. Qian Ye silently turned around, blocking the second strike of the vampire with his hand axe, and directly poured the water from a small leather bag onto the vampire's head and face!

The vampire's exposed skin immediately blistered and turned black! He ignored Qian Ye, clutching his head and face, screaming in pain, and rolling on the ground. The leather bag contained the silver liquid Qian Ye used to soak his knife, and now it was all poured onto the vampire's face. How could he withstand it?

In the blink of an eye, Qian Ye had dealt with the first wave of four vampire warriors. However, over ten meters away, six black shadows were rushing toward him with bizarre and swift movements, and the Blood Knight, severely injured by the Eagle Strike, had shaken off Wei Potian and was running over with a look of rage.

At this moment, the vampires surrounding the Fallen Angel rookies had split their forces!

Wei Potian, who had already run to his comrades, was stunned by the scene and then felt a surge of blood, rushing over.

Qian Ye immediately roared at Wei Potian, "Run! Go to the expeditionary force headquarters and bring people to save me!"

Wei Potian, seeing Qian Ye's face, was stunned, his expression showing disbelief. He then roared, accelerating with a yellowish glow enveloping his body, forcefully pushing the two vampires who were grabbing Qian Ye away again.

Wei Potian staggered and grabbed Qian Ye's arm, panting heavily, his voice trembling, "Xiao Ye!"

However, he suddenly felt the world spin, a powerful force coming from his grip on Qian Ye, and he lost his balance, feeling a pain in his buttocks as he flew into the air.

"Get lost! Rookie! Don't drag me down!" Qian Ye kicked Wei Potian back to the Fallen Angel rookies, roaring in anger.