Chapter 717: The Fallen (Second Update)

A dense fog enveloped the ancient castle from above, as though a bamboo hat had been placed on it. In the woods surrounding the castle, the intermittent caws of crows could be heard, setting one's heart on edge. To the right of the castle lay a ruined cemetery, where numerous crooked crosses stood askew amidst the overgrown weeds, untouched by anyone for untold years.

The closer Calvin approached the castle doors, the more he felt an ominous premonition. In the vampire world, hierarchy was clear-cut; lower vampires had no power to resist higher ones. However, the aura emanating from within this castle made him tremble uncontrollably, as though he wanted to turn tail and run.