Just as the two werewolves guarding Michael were about to follow their leader's command and sink their fangs into him—
"Awoooo!"
Michael threw his head back and howled, the suppressant in his system having worn off. His body began to transform into a werewolf.
Michael was turning. But since he wasn't of pure werewolf blood, he was of no further use to them as a hybrid subject.
The two guards exchanged a glance. Since they couldn't become a hybrid themselves… they might as well make the one in front of them stronger.
They immediately drew out Death Dealer blood and injected it into Michael.
At that moment, Viktor reached Lucian. He was just about to extract Lucian's blood to read his memories about the Dragon Ball—
When Lucian suddenly kipped up like a spring-loaded corpse and kicked Viktor straight in the chest.
Caught off guard, Viktor flew backward and crashed through a wall.
Lucian, thrilled by his newfound power, roared:
"This… this is power! This is the ultimate evolution!"
Boom!
Viktor stood up from the rubble, debris scattering in all directions.
"How is this possible? You fused with vampire blood and survived?!"
Viktor, who had always outlawed hybridization between vampires and werewolves, could not accept what he was seeing.
"Viktor! This is the final evolution of the werewolf! Now die!"
Lucian charged at Viktor, roaring to his allies:
"Everyone, stay back! Viktor is mine!"
He lunged at Viktor, slashing at his kidney with a powerful claw swipe—
Clang!
Viktor blocked the attack with his longsword, snapping:
"What evolution? This is bull— I won't accept it!"
With that, Viktor slashed Lucian with a powerful downward strike.
BOOM!
But the expected cleave didn't happen. Lucian was knocked flying, but his body was intact.
As he hit the ground, the wound on his torso began rapidly healing.
"Ha… ha… ha!"
"Silver is no longer my weakness!"
Now that silver no longer suppressed his regeneration, Lucian's excitement surged.
Biu! Biu! Biu!
But before he could celebrate, a burst of silver nitrate bullets tore into him.
Selene had arrived with a squad of Death Dealers.
The impact pushed Lucian back, but there were no signs of burning—no silver nitrate effect at all.
Selene stared at him in confusion.
"What… happened to this guy?"
Viktor charged forward, reappearing instantly in front of Lucian, his sword flashing through the air—
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Blade after blade struck Lucian. Despite his attempts to block, he was always a step too slow.
Viktor's sword may have lost its silver-based suppression, but its sharpness remained deadly.
One strike pierced Lucian's abdomen—he didn't dodge. Instead, using the momentum, he closed in on Viktor and punched his chest with immense force.
BOOM!
The explosive blow sent Viktor flying. His sword slipped from his hand, still embedded in Lucian's stomach.
Lucian pulled the blade out and tossed it aside, his wounds healing almost immediately.
Selene fired her assault rifle at Lucian, trying to suppress him even if she couldn't kill him.
Her combat scanner displayed a reading: Lucian's power level was still 5 points lower than Viktor's.
Viktor, regaining his footing, was livid. He knew he could overpower Lucian but had still been thrown off because of a moment of carelessness.
"RAAAAH!"
Viktor roared, abandoning all pretense of nobility or image—and activated his vampire form.
His transformed state was grotesque. A hairless, terrifying creature with no wings, more monstrous than regal.
Selene's scanner spiked. Viktor's power level soared from 30 to 40.
Only three vampires possessed this transformation ability: Marcus, Viktor, and Amelia. Vampires turned by Viktor or Amelia—the third generation—lost this power.
Even Selene, a third-gen vampire turned by Viktor himself, didn't have such a form. Only those embraced by Marcus, the original, could.
Their battle had shifted to the underground cavern.
Viktor leapt forward, seized Lucian with both hands, and smashed him into the cavern wall.
BOOM!
The impact left a massive crater in the rock.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Viktor rained punches down on Lucian's face, mangling his features.
"You think being a mongrel hybrid makes you my equal?!"
After venting his fury, Viktor pried Lucian out of the wall and slammed him to the ground.
Lucian crashed at Selene's feet, barely clinging to life.
Viktor turned to Selene and asked:
"Did the black market buyer have the Dragon Ball?"
Selene shook her head.
"They didn't. They just heard rumors about it and were trying to get lucky."
Viktor growled but didn't blame her. He pointed at Lucian.
"Drink his blood. Find the Dragon Ball's location."
Because of his disgust for hybrids, Viktor decided to let Selene do it instead of drinking the blood himself.
Lucian, bloodied and broken, looked up at Selene and muttered:
"You really do look like her…"
"Haha. Let me tell you a little secret about your beloved, oh-so-noble father."
"This came from Kraven."
"Viktor is a fraud. He never obeys his own rules. He doesn't follow the Law of Death he created."
Selene turned to Viktor, confused. Viktor froze—Kraven was dead.
"Kraven's gone. He's just trying to sow distrust using a dead man's words."
Lucian kept talking.
"Sometimes he'd sneak off to feast on human blood."
"And the one who cleaned up the mess, who kept it quiet, was Kraven."
"The one who slaughtered your entire family wasn't a werewolf."
"It was Viktor."
"He crept from one room to the next, killing all your loved ones."
"But when he saw you… he stopped himself from draining you."
"Because you reminded him of Sonja."
"His daughter. The daughter he sentenced to death."
"And… my wife."
…
(End of Chapter)
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