Are you Chad Norma?"
Reapers are all bald, without eyebrows, and their faces are covered in varicose veins; besides differences in height, they are truly hard to distinguish.
Several Reapers, either standing or squatting, were guarding him, and his eyes weren't as cloudy as the other Reapers, which is why Mike asked that.
"That's right," Chad Norma replied, "Human?"
"Yes! What, do you have an issue with humans?"
"Humans, Vampires... after becoming this kind of monster, I realized they're all the same."
"Heh heh."
Mike sneered, "Are you suggesting you're special?"
"I am very special."
Chad Norma actually thought seriously and replied earnestly: "Specially painful, tormented by the desire for blood almost every moment. When hungry, I want to eat my fill. When full, I want to eat well. After eating my fill and eating well, I then want pure slaughter..."
Chad Norma stared at Mike with bloodshot eyes: "Don't humans have a saying, the enemy of my enemy is my friend? Why are you working for Vampires?"
Mike curled his lips, "That's not necessarily true; the enemy of my enemy could also be an enemy. However, let me clarify, I'm not working for Vampires. Right now, the Vampire Kingdom has a large number of soldiers ambushed outside, just waiting for us to fight to the death, then they'll clean up the mess. I don't like following other people's scripts, so I came up with a new one. Interested in hearing it?"
Chad Norma picked up the "Holy Sword of Physics," a rusty crowbar, and said, "Whether I'm interested depends on whether you have the strength to make me listen."
"Oh!"
One-Sword Style: Ipponmatsu!
Facing the slash, Chad Norma was a little surprised, but he didn't dodge. Instead, he grabbed a nearby Reaper and held him in front of him.
"A flying slash with the aura of the Sun?"
The Reaper in his hand turned to ash, and Chad Norma was even more surprised. He stared at the nichirin blade in Mike's hand, "It truly is a dangerous weapon."
Clang, clang, clang...
Sparks flew, especially noticeable in the dark sewer.
"Good strength and speed."
Mike's tiger's mouth felt a little numb, "It's the first time someone has perfectly blocked my attack."
Mike was a little excited; Norma was the strongest enemy he had encountered so far.
Saying that makes it seem... well, upon reflection, Mike doesn't seem to have encountered any formidable enemies. Gang thugs, Terrorists of average quality, Vampires were already the ceiling.
Norma, a mutated form of Vampire, whose physical abilities completely surpass ordinary Vampires, stands out as refreshingly unique among Mike's enemies.
"Whoosh, whoosh~"
Taking two deep breaths, black Armament Haki had, at some unknown point, covered Mike's arm. He realized that it would be difficult to kill Norma with ordinary moves, or it would take a lot of time.
Mike thought: "Can Norma block the Three-Sword Style Secret Technique?"
"Wait."
In the darkness, Norma suddenly spoke.
"I will die!"
Norma's sixth sense told him so.
He wanted to die, but not now.
He had something he wanted to do. The only thing was to take revenge on Marquis No, who turned him into the monster he is now, who is also his father.
Living in this World, many people can bring you pain, but those who can hurt you the most are only those you love most. Because they not only harm your body but also gnaw at your soul.
"Deal!"
Mike smiled and sheathed his Blade.
To make others listen to your words and agree with your reasoning, the best opening is always a powerful fist—Mike firmly believed this.
The number of Reapers was far more than predicted. The Vampire Kingdom's given number was over a dozen, meaning more than twelve but not exceeding twenty-four.
But the actual number was in the hundreds. It might be that the Vampire Kingdom deliberately concealed it, or that the infection spread faster than expected. Mike felt the former was more likely. If Marquis No could use his son as an experimental subject, it wouldn't be surprising for him to use his daughter as bait, would it?
Realizing that the number of Reapers far exceeded estimates, Blade immediately activated the Sun bomb.
Once the ten-second delay was up, the bomb did not detonate.
Blade was surrounded by Reapers and gradually faltered. Fortunately, Blade held on until he manually detonated the Sun bomb.
Boom!
Blue light illuminated the entire sewer.
After a while, the surviving Blade, Nyssa, and Reinhardt emerged from the accumulated Water in the sewer.
Suddenly, Blade lunged to the side, rolling with the momentum.
Thud, thud, thud...
The sound of bullets hitting the ground.
Reinhardt drew his Blade and ambushed Blade, and the two fought back and forth.
"What are you doing, stop!"
Nyssa loudly ordered Reinhardt, but he did not stop.
"He is merely obeying the orders of the Grand Duke."
The one who answered Nyssa was Marquis No's corporate lawyer, Kaelo Koonan. He led a fully armed Vampire squad, who filed in, their guns aimed at Blade.
In such narrow terrain, there was no possibility of maneuvering or dodging. Of course, if they fired directly, Reinhardt, who was fighting Blade, would also be accidentally hit. However, they clearly didn't care about Reinhardt.
"Stop, Blade. In appreciation for getting rid of the Reapers for us, we don't want to hurt you," Kaelo shouted, while signaling his subordinates to aim and prepare to fire.
What "don't want to hurt"? In reality, they were just coveting Blade's body and wanted to use him for experiments.
Blade forced Reinhardt back with a single strike, calmly looking at these Vampires who were ready to reap the benefits, and said:
"Your actions are truly not surprising at all."
Kaelo was unmoved: "Not surprising? Then what is this situation before us?"
"Let me explain." Mike's figure emerged from the darkness. At some point, he was leaning against the wall, seemingly an audience member watching everyone perform.
Numerous bald heads emerged from the Water.
"Reapers!"
Someone shouted, and then gunshots erupted. Soon, the gunshots gradually ceased.
Clearly, the armed squad Kaelo brought in was completely wiped out, and in twenty-something minutes, they would become new recruits for the Reapers.
Reinhardt's face was extremely grim.
Nyssa loudly questioned, "You actually teamed up with the Reapers!"
"Calm down, I told you I'd explain everything one by one." Mike waved his hand, "First, you don't know that the so-called Reapers are not naturally evolved mutants, but failed products of artificial experiments."
"Secondly, you were your father's bait to gain Blade's trust, the purpose of which was to make Blade and the Reapers fight to the death."
"What the Reapers want most is to kill the Vampires who turned them into monsters, and that's the basis of our cooperation. The Sun bomb just now was just an ordinary, blue-glowing bomb. So, as you can see, the Reapers are still alive."
Nyssa had already believed seventy to eighty percent in her heart, but she said, "How do I know you're not lying?"
"You can ask Kaelo Koonan, he's your father's extremely trusted human."
Mike pointed at Kaelo, who was surrounded by Reapers and had wet himself in fear.
"He, he's right. Let, let me go, I'm still useful."
Kaelo had already wet himself.
But the Reapers didn't mind, eagerly rushing forward to gnaw and bite, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. Kaelo's screams lasted only a few seconds; he was torn to shreds.