Chapter 49: The Trap Part I
A swell mansion indeed, thought the Keeper, unfazed.
Quite spacious, well furnished, with plenty of space to hide and more than anything, there were no other houses in the vicinity.
The secret to hunting vampires lies in rendering them unable to make a move. Careful planning is critical to kill vampires that are superior to humans in every possible way. The disparity in strengths is that extreme. No matter how much a normal person trains their body or masters all kinds of combat techniques, they still cannot hold a candle to that monster.
The only ones capable of holding their own against those loathsome monsters are the Death Knights with their blessing or the ones who carry a similar curse as them.
If the first ever necromancer had succeeded in dispelling all the weaknesses of the undead, then humans might have been reduced to no more than creatures that lived in obscurity and fear forever. Or the position of humans and vampires… might have been reversed.
Fortunately, the undead possess a lot of weaknesses at present. Human history is their long battle against the undead.
The crucifix sword has been made precisely to reflect an actual crucifix that the undead are fearful of. A bomb filled with garlic and powdered silver and a wooden stake made easy to wield. A robe made with holy water and silver that almost serves as a blessed armor.
The tools that are a product of vigorous research and immense progress are capable of exterminating weak undead like vermin.
The undead are meant to be annihilated. There are… no exceptions to this rule.