Chapter 111 - 107
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Boom!
A giant tiger made of blazing flames roared, ready to rip apart the mass of blood in front of it. The heat evaporated much of the blood, but just as the attack was about to land, a white-gloved hand emerged, grabbing the tip of Sergei's cross sword.
In an instant, the fiery tiger shattered into countless fireballs, scattering across the sky. The falling fireballs incinerated many vampires who had been too terrified to move, turning them to ash. The remaining flames scorched the ground, walls, and stone pillars, blackening everything they touched.
Blade's pupils shrank behind his sunglasses as he witnessed the scene. He felt a surge of shock—Sergei's strength was clearly something far beyond what he had imagined. Even with only a glimpse of Sergei's true power, Blade realized that he was no match.
What struck him most was that the cross sword, sharp enough to slice through the thick metal door of a vault, had been stopped by a single hand. Blade's simple understanding of the Blood God now gave way to a growing sense of dread.
Even Pietro was surprised.
As the flames dissipated, the blood mass began to shrink and slowly formed into a humanoid figure. Before them stood a strikingly beautiful man, pale-skinned with long black hair flowing down his back, dark red eyes, and dressed in a black tuxedo. He exuded an elegant, almost gentlemanly demeanor.
Pietro couldn't help but think that if the three young ones back home saw this, they'd be giddy with excitement. The Blood God looked cool, albeit a bit ridiculous.
Just as Pietro was about to make a sarcastic comment, the Blood God spoke, his voice soft yet commanding: