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Chapter 917 - 917 473 pushed forward forcefully (4200)

Chapter 917: 473 pushed forward forcefully (4200) Chapter 917: 473 pushed forward forcefully (4200) For centuries, the Alfama Mountains had been the territory of the direct Blood Clan. They thrived here, fed, slept, and from time to time descended to the human world to plunder, capturing blood fodder and sacrifices for their Longevity Blood Ceremony. They were the ancestral homeland of the entire northern branch of the Blood Clan in the empire.

In the entirety of Shire County, or rather all the cities along the Alfama Mountains, the direct Blood Clan had no natural predators, and there were few supernatural forces that could contain them. Hence, these vampires could be called the dominators of the Alfama Mountains. The influence they exerted could easily control half of the underworld in Shire County, like the territory of Count Baine.

Not to mention the lair of these direct Blood Clan members.

The entire Alfama Mountains was their playground, with no supernatural forces daring to enter, whether it was the Mercury Hunters, who were hostile to the Blood Clan, or the Dark Hunt Organization, the largest official force on the surface. However, now there had been some unexpected and abrupt changes.

There was a force, a force filled with malice, that had cut a swath of killing through the heartlands of the Alfama Mountains. They were like a knife, a sharp blade heated and tempered by flames, plunged relentlessly into the frozen butter.

Unstoppable, without the slightest pause, they pushed forward relentlessly!

The direct Blood Clan, who had always considered the Alfama Mountains as absolutely stable territory, were utterly stunned. They retreated in defeat, with peripheral patrols and gathering points being annihilated without stirring so much as a ripple. The direct Blood Clan in the core area exchanged looks in dismay, as they watched the outskirts of their controlled territory darken, not only losing control but even unable to get messages back. Only a few barely more than four or five clan members fled back in a sorry state during the whole process, and these were not the ones who fought directly. They had merely witnessed those men in black slaughtering their own from afar, like butchering lambs, crazed like demons.

They were so terrified that they fled from afar.

This also meant that for more than half an hour into the battle, the direct Blood Clan of the Alfama Mountains still had no clear idea of the enemy’s strength or numbers. They didn’t even know the identity of the enemies or what their objectives were.

They were like blind men, in total darkness.

They could only wait for those unknown enemies to completely come knocking at their door.

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In the last years of the Hong Li Empire, there were two main gathering places for the direct Blood Clan in the Alfama Mountains. One was Rusa Waterfall. It was under a large tree near that waterfall where Casio had found the entrance to the underground passage the first time he entered the Oyon Ruins. About one kilometer beneath the stream formed by the Rusa Waterfall, there was a village, which was a gathering place of the vampires.

The second place was a cave in a gorge two kilometers above Rusa Waterfall, where the real lair of the vampire was located. The cave led directly to the outer region of Oyon Ruins, where the direct Blood Clan lived. Further in the depths of the ruins, there was a blood pool that had been nurturing sleep for many old monsters.

When Casio entered Oyon Ruins for the second time, it was when he, along with Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan, formed a trio and boldly stormed in together.

And now, the third incursion into the Oyon Ruins had come.

Compared to the first time’s stumbling escape and the second time’s hands-on quiet exploration, this time, Casio was much more composed and confident. Moreover, with the charge led by the clinic he controlled and the three commanders bravely spearheading the forefront, Casio seemed somewhat leisurely this time.

Down from Rusa Waterfall, along the winding stream, lush green grass spread out. A silhouette in a trench coat slowly advanced upward, strolling and pausing like a tourist admiring the scenery, with an aimless air about them.

The cool, mist-laden air flowed toward him, wafting through his sideburns.

Casio, as always, wore an expressionless face, his boots sinking into the soft mud.

Shouts of fighting echoed from far and near, with vampires screaming out in agony, pleading in dire pain. But then came the wet thud of a weapon severing a neck, and the cries abruptly stopped.

Next to Casio, shadows dressed in black ran past frantically, their footsteps dull and forceful as if they were a torrent capable of destroying everything, their presence lethal and aggressive. Armed with a variety of exaggerated and fierce weapons, they decapitated and dismembered every red figure that came head-on, keeping them outside the battle ring. Centered around Casio, an area with a radius of more than ten meters was entirely vacant. The doctors from the clinic voluntarily formed a guard, slicing down every vampire that attempted to approach or offend their director.

Within the guard circle, Casio glanced at the corpses floating downstream in the creek, limbs severed, the water tainted red. His gaze flickered slightly, as if reminded of the last time he and Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan stormed the Blood Clan’s lair together. Now, he was here again…

And his companions were no longer those two boxer fighters who were both teachers and friends but the formidable forces of the clinic he had created himself.

For a while, with everything changed, Casio felt somewhat nostalgic.

“Are you their leader?! Die!!!”

From the right, a powerful Blood Clan Elder suddenly charged out from the dense woods. The black cloak on his body ripped instantaneously as he roared like a wild beast. Blood Blessed state burst forth, muscles swelling and transforming rapidly, turning into a tall monster with dark red mane, half-human half-bat.

The Blood Clan Elder charged straight at them, the brute force of his outburst pushing back two doctors from the clinic who were guarding. His blood-red eyes fixed on the leisurely and elegant Casio with a fury that boiled over, wishing nothing more than to devour him.