Won't That be Weird
184. Won't That be Weird
The tension was palpable, the air heavy with anticipation. Lady Frostine—as the snow rabbit vampire called herself—turned her gaze toward the two women beside her with a self-satisfied expression.
Suddenly, a strange look crossed her face as she sank into the chair.
She struggled but failed to stand up.
A slender hand with prominent knuckles appeared on her fair shoulder—seemingly casual in its placement, yet pressing her firmly into the seat.
The snow rabbit vampire looked up to find a handsome face gazing down at her, his bright eyes gleaming beneath his forelock.
The young man had strolled into the house unhurriedly, paying no attention to either the gold bell on the table or the women beside him.
As if nothing else in the world mattered to him.
He quietly stared at the pretty face of the snow rabbit vampire, as if she was the only one he could see.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Lady Frostine's heart raced. Even when her husband had courted her with the deepest love years ago, she had never encountered such a gaze—one that made her feel like she was the only person in the whole world.
What puzzled her even more was the deep joy hidden in those dark blue eyes—like dancing flames that seemed ready to consume her entirely.
Under his intense gaze, a chill ran up her spine to the crown of her head, making her entire body go rigid.
… …
I felt a wave of relief.
That was a close call—I barely made it in time.
This sweet vampire core was nearly snatched away by someone else.
The peculiar scene in the house was fleeting.
The next moment, my ivory-white fist shot out suddenly, striking the snow rabbit vampire's pretty face!
The strike carried no magical energy—just raw physical force.
Lady Frostine's skull shattered as her face caved in. The moment the fist struck, her fair skin and flesh were mangled beyond recognition.
"I..." The snow rabbit vampire was a harmonizing vampire lord, and her body was supposed to be incredibly strong. Yet, in front of this young man, she felt as fragile as plastic.
In that moment, she froze, her mind consumed by overwhelming pain.
Albany Laurent was caught off guard by the sudden outbreak of violence. He had originally planned to inquire about the gold bell first.
But as a H.A.R.M. general, his reflexes were lightning fast.
The moment I made my move, he had already closed his eyes and summoned the power of his nascent Spirit.
Sensing his mobilization, I seized the rabbit vampire's long crimson hair and hurled her through the house's window with brutal force. Her graceful form sailed through the air like a ragdoll.
Like a breeze, I swept out of the house while forming a sword seal with my hands.
The seed within the Cosmic Devouring Crystal went berserk, releasing waves of monstrous demonic power from the major chambers of my body that painted the sky scarlet.
A crimson sword, ten feet in length, materialized in the air.
The roars of dragons and tigers echoed through Bellingham—like a fierce dragon rising from the depths and a tiger stalking through mountain forests.
The colossal sword shadow erupted!
Ferocious dragons and tigers encircled the long sword, trailing streaks of light as they hurtled toward the delicate figure in the air!
The vast demonic power engulfed the woman as two savage beast mouths loomed, ready to tear her to pieces.
I hovered in the sky, my black shirt billowing in the wind, and gazed down coldly at the falling vampire.
With a single step through the air, I materialized behind the snow rabbit vampire.
With the blessing of the sixth transformation of Sanguine Resurrection, the six mighty vampires within me roared as one. Though their cry echoed only in my mind, its invisible pressure made all of Bellingham cower like prey beneath a predator's gaze. The atmosphere grew heavy and terrifying as an absolute silence fell over everything.
A green glow emanated from my fingertips.
I watched the snow rabbit vampire plummet through the air as green light surged around my palm. With devastating force, I struck her again!
Under the crushing impact and searing green light, Lady Frostine's body shattered, her tendons and bones splintering apart.
Vampire blood burst into the air like crimson roses.
"Is he still alive?" The booming question sounded near her ear. The rabbit vampire was driven mad with pain, and his hand had already locked around her throat, steadily increasing its crushing pressure.
His slender frame concealed a strength that struck terror even into vampires!
She struggled desperately, wanting to threaten, to intimidate, and an instinctive urge to beg for mercy.
But the young man intended only to silently break her neck.
He asked the question but gave her no chance to answer!
If you're not preparing for me to answer, why even bother asking?!
The rabbit vampire screamed silently in her heart.
Suddenly, the crushing grip around her neck loosened slightly.
She instinctively shrieked, "He escaped! He escaped!"
Before she could finish speaking, Lady Frostine sensed an emptiness in her abdomen—something vital was missing. His movements were so skillful, and the green light dancing at his fingertips so precise, that she felt no pain at all.
After this, the young man swiftly averted his gaze, showing complete disinterest—the intense focus from before now entirely gone.
I placed the vampire core in the silver bell, swiftly ended the vampire's life, and collected her heart's blood.
[Slain a harmonizing Red Mane White Rabbit vampire, total lifespan 8,100 years, remaining lifespan 2,923 years, fully absorbed.]
Tsk, her lifespan was not even as long as Moonfeather.
I felt a little disappointed. I had expected a harmonizing vampire lord bold enough to enter Cascadia would possess a stronger cultivation.
Who gave her the courage?
"..."
Albany Laurent emerged silently from the house.
When I threw the rabbit vampire out of the house, he realized that I didn't want him to help.
Though puzzled, he restrained himself from taking action.
But before his tea had even cooled, the Blood Moon Vampire King had become a widower.
With just a few moves, I showed the powerful abilities beyond anything seen in all of Cascadia and incomprehensible physical prowess.
In comparison, my harmonizing stage cultivation and teleportation abilities seemed less extraordinary.
Nearly everyone in Bellingham cowered inside their homes.
Under the overwhelming demonic power that threatened to devour the entire county, even the Delgado family's patriarch—the most powerful martial artist in the city—could only watch uneasily from a great distance.
The patriarch stared at the black-clad figure hovering in the air, and with each passing moment, the silhouette seemed increasingly familiar...
The other martial artists dared not even glance in that direction.
The Vampire Hunters who ventured onto the street seemed strikingly out of place in this terrifying scene.
I deactivated the Whispering Gale technique and descended beside them.
Recalling the ferocious scene, even these hardened Vampire Hunters—who were no strangers to bloodshed—felt an inexplicable fear. Though General Kane was clearly slaying vampires and eliminating evil, something about it felt deeply unsettling...
"General Kane, what brings you here?" Albany Laurent attempted to calm himself—only to realize there was nothing to calm about. The whole situation simply left him confused.
Shouldn't General Kane have gone to the capital? Why had he suddenly appeared in Bellingham—and without his black armor, no less.
"I happened to be passing by and received Keisha Ellis's message," I nodded slightly. After all, I could hardly tell him that I'd taken his essence sample and traveled overnight from Seattle using Cascadia's most powerful movement technique—that would sound rather weird.