"Where? Let me see!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's spirit immediately perked up. After all, he had been observing for quite some time without noticing anything.
"Big brother, over there! In that dark alley, a blood race member just dragged someone into the alley!"
Xiao Xiao handed the night vision goggles to Ye Feng, pointing in a direction as she spoke.
Ye Feng quickly spotted a gaunt man with long, black fingernails and no hair in the alley through the night vision goggles.
At that moment, the man was opening his large mouth, biting into the neck of a fat woman, and desperately sucking…
"Let's go, Xiao Xiao, let's go take a look!"
Ye Feng quickly made a decision.
"Quick, it's just ahead. Occupy that room, set up a sniper rifle, and I'll kill whoever I want!"
"Charge! I want some too!"
"Why is there a smell of blood?"
"Damn it, the air is already filled with the smell of blood, it would be strange if there wasn't!"
"Hey, Pig Head Kun, don't kill the woman right away, let me play with her first!"
…
At this moment, a commotion erupted from the stairs outside the room where Ye Feng and Xiao Xiao were.
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and his Tang sword materialized. After a flicker of the sword's radiance, Ye Feng and Xiao Xiao leaped out of the window.
"Bang!"
Within a few breaths, the door of the room Ye Feng and Xiao Xiao had just occupied was kicked open. A large group of people wearing pig-head masks and heavily armed rushed in.
"Holy cow, how are there so many corpses?!"
"Why does the ground feel like it's shaking? Is it an earthquake?!"
"Whoosh~ Bang! Whoosh!~"
"The floor collapsed!"
"Bang! Whoosh~ Whoosh!"
…
Ye Feng glanced at the collapsed house behind him and didn't seem surprised, as it was he who had cut the entire floor with his Tang sword.
…
A short while later, Ye Feng and Xiao Xiao arrived at the alley they had discussed earlier.
"What the…."
Ye Feng was speechless.
The gaunt blood race member who had been there earlier had now become plump and fair-skinned, while the fat woman he had drained had become like a dried corpse.
"Gulp~ Hah!"
The blood race member in the alley spotted Ye Feng and immediately looked up, baring his blood-stained mouth and roaring before pouncing at Ye Feng.
"Bang!"
Ye Feng raised his hand and punched, sending him flying instantly. He crashed into the alley wall, leaving an indentation in the brickwork.
"Gulp! Roar! Gulp!"
The plump blood race member felt no pain. He struggled a few times, detached himself from the wall, and let out another shriek as he pounced at Ye Feng.
"Bang! Crack!~"
This time, Ye Feng didn't send him flying. Instead, he grabbed the man by the neck and dislocated his jaw.
"These teeth…."
Seeing the man's normal human teeth within his gaping maw, Ye Feng frowned slightly. He then twisted the man's arm, which was covered in black fingernails and reaching out towards him, breaking it.
"This guy isn't a blood race member… he's just a 'blood pack'…"
Seeing that the plump, bald man he had captured didn't cry out in pain but was instead struggling, desperately stretching his head out to bite him, Ye Feng felt a pang of annoyance.
This meant that the plump, bald man before him was merely a blood pack, not a true blood race member.
According to Bao Yuting's explanation, the ranks of the blood race, from lowest to highest, were: Common Blood Race, Blood Deacon, Blood Elder, Ten Great Blood Guards, and the legendary Blood Ancestor.
Common Blood Race members were essentially vampires with average combat power. They relied on physical combat and sharp fangs for attack, which were not very lethal but could turn people into creatures that feared sunlight.
From Blood Deacons onwards, the act of blood-drinking was no longer solely through fangs. They could use a technique called Blood Arts to drain a person's blood from a distance.
The higher the rank of the blood race member, the more powerful they were. Those of the Ten Great Blood Guards could strip and devour a person's flesh and blood with a mere flash of red light…
Common Blood Race members could be easily dealt with using mithril. A few stabs with mithril weapons would cause a common blood race member to disintegrate into ashes.
However, higher-ranking blood race members were more resilient. While mithril weapons could injure them, they were rarely fatal…
Below the Common Blood Race, there was a peculiar existence known as a "blood pack."
Blood packs were a group of fervent followers who sought eternal life at the Vlad Base. In pursuit of their so-called eternal life, they voluntarily allowed themselves to be fed upon by the blood race…
Although this granted them some powerful abilities, such as regenerative capabilities, strength, and physical resilience, and reportedly prevented them from aging to death, the outcome was that they became a source of blood for the blood race to feed on regularly…
Upon becoming a blood pack, they would lose their normal sense of pain and become beast-like, retaining only a fervent craving for blood…
"Gulp~ Roar~ Gulp!"
Looking at the blood pack man who was constantly roaring at him, Ye Feng released his grip on the man's neck.
Before the blood pack man could fall to the ground, a flash of silver light from Ye Feng's hand went past. The blood pack man finally cried out in pain, clutching his chest, having been struck by the pointed ear-shaped knife forged from mithril.
"Sizzle~ Sizzle!"
After being struck by the mithril dagger, the blood pack man's chest emitted a dazzling red glow and a burning sound.
"Master, save me!"
The blood pack man, filled with panic, ignored Ye Feng and turned to flee towards the back of the alley.
"Ah!~!"
As he ran, the blood pack man suddenly let out a scream. Red-glowing areas appeared on multiple parts of his body, identical to where Ye Feng had struck him with the mithril dagger.
"Ugh! Ah~ Ah!~"
The blood pack man clutched his wounds, screamed, and then his body turned into a pile of ashes.
"Hmph, two idiots. Don't they know that letting a blood pack go back would attract the real blood race?"
A voice filled with arrogance echoed as a cloaked and hatted figure appeared deep in the alley.
"That voice… was it those purple-cloaked guys from before…"
Although the alley was dark, and the figure was cloaked and hatted, obscuring his face and build, Ye Feng recognized the voice. It belonged to the young man from the group of purple-cloaked individuals he had encountered outside the Super Sandstorm Zone.
Since Ye Feng and Xiao Xiao had changed their clothes and put on masks, and Xiao Xiao had even equipped herself with mechanical jumping legs to appear roughly the same height as Ye Feng, the figure did not recognize them.
"Bro, that mithril dagger you have is pretty nice!"
At this moment, the young man in the cloak and hat spoke again, his voice icy.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
As the words fell, a sharp, piercing sound cut through the air. A large number of throwing darts surged towards Ye Feng and Xiao Xiao.
"Wind-attribute arcane energy… This guy just killed that blood pack with these mithril throwing darts!"
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. Facing the flashing, cold throwing darts, he neither dodged nor evaded. Xiao Xiao also remained still.
Just as the throwing darts were about to pierce Ye Feng, his hands moved with incredible speed, sweeping through the air and catching all the darts.
…