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But soon, the Vampires calmed down.
"He's just a mere human. What good is a weapon, no matter how good it is?" a Vampire said disdainfully.
Their Vampire physique was much stronger than a human's. As long as they avoided that strange watermelon knife, they could easily take him down.
Many Vampires found this very reasonable, and immediately swarmed forward, baring their fangs and claws, and pounced on Darian!
Grim Reapers Eye!
Suddenly, the Vampires' movements became incredibly slow!
Darian didn't hesitate at all, his wrist flicked, and the watermelon knife quickly slashed out!
Swish! Swish!
Two cold lights flashed, and two Vampire heads flew up in response, their bodies instantly turning into scattered ashes!
Darian's offensive did not stop!
He gripped the watermelon knife tightly and began to hack and slash at the other Vampires who swarmed him!
Driven by his immense strength, the blade easily cut through the Vampires' bodies. The Vampires didn't even have time to fully scream before they exploded into clumps of ashes in the blade's light!
The fierce fighting here immediately attracted the attention of all the Vampires in the bar.
They were first stunned to see their companions die, but then their bloodthirsty instincts replaced thought, and one after another, they surged towards Darian!
Seeing this, Darian didn't retreat but advanced, his figure suddenly exploded, and he plunged fiercely into the midst of the Vampires!
Setting aside their supernatural identities, these Vampires, in Darian's eyes, were actually no different from random thugs spawning on the street. Their attacks were chaotic, either biting or clawing. Coupled with the Nichirin Blade in his hand, which was a natural bane to Vampires, killing them was like slicing melons and dicing vegetables!
He simply raised his hand and brought down the blade! Raised his hand and brought down the blade!
He didn't even blink!
The number of Vampires on the field rapidly decreased, and the ground beneath Darian's feet had already accumulated a thick layer of ashes.
"No, don't come over!"
The remaining Vampires huddled in the corner, their rationality finally returning, trembling as they looked at Darian holding the watermelon knife.
Who said this guy was human?
He was a hundred times more vicious than them Vampires!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Cold lights flashed repeatedly, and the last few Vampires also turned into flying ash.
Darian shook off the ashes from the watermelon knife and glanced at the mission progress.
[Currently killed Vampires: 34]
Ignoring the mess on the ground, Darian left the underground bar and casually dealt with the two security guards stationed at the iron gate.
Yes, those two were also Vampires.
"System, help me mark some locations."
As Darian spoke, a dozen crimson markers immediately appeared on the map, distributed throughout New York.
These were all intelligence Darian had coerced from the Red hair with big waves, all Vampire gathering places.
Looking at the markers on the map, Darian stretched his muscles.
"Time to grind!"
In the time that followed.
Darian began to shuttle through the streets and alleys of New York, sweeping through one Vampire gathering place after another.
The Vampire strongholds were largely similar, either bars or nightclubs, perfectly fitting the characteristics of Vampires.
The only somewhat special one was a church, where everyone from the priest to the cleaning lady was a Vampire, perfectly illustrating the saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place.
Unfortunately, their disguise was meaningless in Darian's eyes. Darian directly sent them to meet God with his watermelon knife.
He wondered what God would think when He saw these Vampire pseudo-believers.
Darian, with just one watermelon knife, cut his way from the south of New York to the north of New York, hacking back and forth for three days and three nights!
In just three days, Darian successively raided more than ten Vampire gathering places, and the number of Vampires killed soared to over four hundred.
His actions were incredibly swift, and the commotion he caused didn't even attract the attention of ordinary humans.
It was just that nearby residents felt that the air quality seemed to have worsened recently, and there always seemed to be some unknown gray dust floating in the air.
The next night, Darian acted again.
But this time, he found that the security of the target stronghold had significantly increased by several levels.
Clearly, the Vampire community had caught wind of his activities and started to take precautions.
Just as Darian was hiding in the shadows, observing the entrance of a nightclub, a low voice suddenly sounded behind him without warning:
"Are you the Vampire Slayer?"
"Who is it! Who's speaking!"
Darian's eyes widened, and he vigilantly scanned his surroundings.
"I'm to your left."
Hearing the voice, Darian then noticed that in the shadows beside him stood a muscular Black man wearing a black leather trench coat, black sunglasses, and fully clad in black gear.
He was almost one with the darkness; if one didn't look closely, it would be very difficult to spot him.
Darian couldn't help but exclaim, "What an advanced stealth skill! I didn't even notice him!"
The muscular Black man: "?"
He was just standing still; there was no stealth involved.
"Oh, right, what did you call me just now?" Darian asked.
"Vampire Slayer."
The muscular Black man repeated, his voice low: "It is said that recently someone has successively cleared several Vampire strongholds and killed hundreds of Vampires, and is therefore called the Vampire Slayer by the Vampires. I guess that person should be you, right?"
"What a cliché codename."
Darian grumbled, sizing up the muscular Black man: "Then who are you?"
The muscular Black man said coldly: "You can call me Blade. Like you, my target is those bloodsucking scumbags."
"I see, so you're here to steal my kills."
Darian suddenly understood, immediately pulled out his watermelon knife, and pondered how many pieces would be best to cut Blade into.
Blade: "?"
He was a little slow to follow Darian's train of thought, but he still saw that Darian had a strong desire to kill Vampires.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Blade immediately said: "Don't worry, I won't interfere with your actions. I'm looking for a Vampire named Deacon Frost. According to my intelligence, one of his important subordinates is hiding in this stronghold."
He paused, looking at the heavily guarded entrance.
"However, your actions these past few days have scared these scumbags witless. Now all Vampire strongholds have strengthened their defenses. Once we make a big commotion here, the Vampires inside will definitely sneak away immediately. At that time, it will be difficult to dig out these rats hiding in the gutters."
Darian nodded; there was indeed some truth to that.
The enemies in this game were not like monsters in other games, who would just stay in their specific places, waiting for players to come and farm them.
"Then do you have any good suggestions?"
"We can cooperate. Those Vampire scumbags inside are all yours; I just want Frost's subordinate."
"Heh heh, why should I cooperate with you—"
"I can provide you with more Vampire strongholds."
"Pleasure working with you!"