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Chapter 160 - 160 128 Clumsy Fishing Willing to Bite (4250)_1

Chapter 160: 128 Clumsy Fishing Willing to Bite (4250)_1 Chapter 160: 128 Clumsy Fishing Willing to Bite (4250)_1 Casio opened the letter and quickly scanned it.

Regrettably, he couldn’t understand a single word.

On the surface of the light yellow paper, rows of black, twisted characters were huddled together. It didn’t look like any language, it was more like a cryptogram. Its continuous form and length were similar to some doctors’ signatures on hospital prescriptions.

“What the hell is this? A language amongst dark creatures?” Casio turned the paper back and forth with his blood-stained hand.

Indeed, it was a common letter.

But he didn’t think it was that simple. After all, the letter was personally placed by the vampire leader, and the contents of the letter likely contained quite a few secrets. However, the language on the letter is obviously a kind that was understandable only by dark creatures, or a language only the Blood Clan could understand.

It was a natural form of secrecy.

The best way to decipher it would be to capture another member of the Blood Clan!

Casio immediately cast a dangerous glance towards the interior of the manor.

There were still four or five vampires inside, entangling and fighting with the Eerie Night Guests. They probably hadn’t realized their leader was already dead, now would be a good time for Casio to act.

He immediately stuffed the letter into his pocket, tightened the cloak around him, then turned into a shadow and charged out of the darkness.

On the left side of the manor, Leon, with the help of another veteran crossbowman, was fighting against the Blood Clan in a dangerous situation. After all, he had only recently joined the crossbow users, and his archery skills and body movements are still not up to par. Without someone helping him, he would probably already be dead.

Buzz, buzz, buzz…

Leon pulled the trigger and a string of arrows was fired from the crossbow.

The vampire at a distance dodged nimbly, but still got hit unexpectedly by one arrow. Seeing this, Leon’s handsome face cracked a smile. He had finally caused some damage to the enemy. This gave him a bit more confidence.

“Leon! Watch out!”

The veteran on the left shouted suddenly from the shadows.

Leon turned around and abruptly found that the vampire he had hit at a distance was just an illusion. The actual vampire was already near him, looking like a ghost, its pale face rigidly pressed against him, overwhelming with its ugly and grimacing bat-like face.

The red palm swept over like a long knife.

“Illusion! No!” Leon’s face turned deathly pale.

Bang!

A large fist as big as a sandbag harshly smashed into the vampire’s left face, making a loud noise. The vampire’s cheek rippled and he rolled his eyes in pain. His mouth released a puff of white fog, and two streams of blood gushed from his nostrils.

Then the vampire was thrown back at incredible speed.

Suddenly, a massive shadow pursued at an even faster pace. The cloak was thrown off and the powerful arm swept over. In the dark night, with two or three fleeting movements, it disappeared into the shadows.

“!!!”

“???”

Leon was stunned in place, his emotions switching from fear to shock and confusion. It seemed as if a big black rat sped past really fast, even beating up a vampire on its way.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the situation, which was previously a certain death for Leon, disappeared. The ferocious enemy who was originally there vanished as well, as if the dangerous situation had been an illusion.

“Phew!”

Leon breathed a sigh of heavy relief, his back already wet with sweat outlining his slim and slender body.

That was close… But who was that just now?

Was it a guy from another force, watching from the darkness?

Leon took a look at the ground, his pupils narrowing.

On the hard stone path, there were several deep footprints. The gray stone slabs were broken by a tremendous force, enough to show the terror of that person’s power. And… the footprints were huge.

It must have been a muscular and burly macho man…

On the other side, within the shadows behind the house.

Casio suddenly appeared, his strong arm, strong like a tree stump, still holding a vampire, who was struggling.

The vampire gently kicked Casio’s side.

“Stay still! Do you want to die?!”

Casio looked down to scold, only to see the vampire’s face turning pale, having difficulty breathing, and starting to roll his eyes.

It seemed like he almost choked the other party to death because he used too much force.

“Damn it, what a waste. As a dark creature, is this all the life force you have? It seems that among dark creatures, Blood Clan ranks pretty low…”

He casually threw this vampire onto the blood-stained ground.

“Hehehe…”

This vampire clutched his neck with both hands, the sound of leaking air coming from his nose and mouth. It took him a while to start coughing.

Although inferior vampires are bizarre compared to humans, they have not yet evolved to the point of being freakish. At least they still need to breathe…

Theoretically, if the crossbow users manage to shoot the lungs of the Blood Clan, it would die if it doesn’t recover quickly. The ability to recover is the core ability of a dark creature.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

The vampire on the ground was pretending to cough, his eyes constantly rolling around. At one point, he suddenly made a leap jump, but was caught by a big hand which was already waiting in mid-air, and was picked up like a chicken.

“Look who’s on the ground first, get clear of the situation… If you’re eager to die, I don’t mind raising my fist to help you on your way.”

Hearing Casio’s words, this vampire suddenly saw on the ground the gory corpse of Franz, the gruesome look of his death.