The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 73, The Vampire Banquet

In the Catsick Mountains, more than two hours from downtown New York City, on the edge of a small mountain town frequented by city tourists, there is a private road that is not open to the public.

Following this road, after driving for half an hour along the winding, tree-lined path, you will arrive at a beautiful and tranquil lake.

Beside the small lake stands a vast manor, its buildings all in the style of European castles, resembling a noble estate from a bygone era.

During the day and most of the night, the manor is silent, with only a few fully armed and well-trained guards patrolling with fierce dogs.

Every weekend night, the manor is filled with beautiful classical music and the sounds of men and women reveling in joy, as if a grand aristocratic banquet is held here every weekend.

This Friday night is no exception.

Even with the heavy rain, the feast at the manor showed no signs of stopping.

The manor's main castle was brightly lit.

In the spacious main hall of the castle, dozens of handsome men and beautiful women indulged in drinking blood and fine wine. In the corners of the hall, under the pillars, and on the sofas, there were pairs or even several bodies intertwined, reveling and indulging in passion.

This is the lair of the Victor vampire clan.

The feast here is the decadent daily life of vampire nobles.

Every weekend, the vampire aristocrats who usually live scattered in metropolises and enjoy the conveniences of modern urban life gather at this manor lair to indulge their dark desires with their fellow vampires.

While the Death Walkers traverse through gunfire and dance on the edge of blades, relentlessly hunting their sworn enemies, the werewolves, and engaging in bloody battles with them, the vampire nobles, with their millennia-old accumulated wealth, indulge in decadent pleasures and nightly revelry, leading to their corruption and depravity.

Many nobles who were once brave and capable of tearing werewolves apart with their bare hands have not only forgotten how to fight, but have also lost their sense of vigilance.

Of course, the manor wasn't all waste.

There are also some elite knights who have served Victor since the Middle Ages and are loyal to him, and they still maintain their fighting strength.

However, the number of vampire knights is small, and most of the time they guard Victor's slumber hall and do not participate in such extravagant banquets that erode one's will.

Boom!

A clap of thunder sounded, and the main entrance to the hall suddenly swung open.

Wearing a leather battle suit underneath a long black trench coat and carrying a cross sword, Selena strode in, bringing with her a storm of activity.

Two other people were following behind her.

One was a tall young man wearing a black mid-length trench coat, who was closing up a large black umbrella dripping with rain.

Beside the tall young man was a petite beauty wearing a blazer, pencil skirt, black stockings, high heels, with her long dark hair styled in a bun and blue-rimmed glasses.

The three of them attracted the attention of many vampires as soon as they entered.

Selena is inherently attractive; she is the strongest and most beautiful Deathwalker.

Even among the Victor clan of female vampires, who are generally very beautiful, she is undoubtedly the most beautiful woman, otherwise she wouldn't have been given such a wonderful title as "Goddess of the Moon".

She has many suitors. Besides Craven, there are also many vampires who are lusting after her, but they dare not force themselves on her because of her strength and her status as Victor's "adopted daughter".

At this moment, seeing Selena bring in a super handsome man whose looks, physique, temperament, and even "scent" were all top-notch, many female vampires also turned their gazes over, staring intently at Li Xingzhou, and couldn't help but lick their lips and swallow their saliva.

Meanwhile, the male vampires who had designs on Selena, after staring greedily at her for a while, turned their attention to the petite beauty dressed in a business attire.

She was a pure and sweet girl. Even with the vampires' discerning eyes, they recognized her qualities and believed that she could be absorbed into the clan as new blood.

Then a female vampire of considerable status, tall and beautiful, approached Selena with a glass of red wine stained with blood, and asked with a smile:

"Selena, are these two new recruits you've brought in? What are their names?" As she spoke, she winked at the young, handsome man who had already closed his black umbrella and was using it as a cane, her eyes full of alluring charm.

The handsome Li Xingzhou smiled slightly at the female vampire and said:

"Leonardo Victor."

He looked around the hall and exclaimed:

"It's a wonderful place. The European-style castle manor is very grand, and the interior decoration is elegant and exquisite, with a very aristocratic atmosphere. I really like it here."

The female vampire chuckled, licked her lips, and said in a soft, seductive voice:
"Since you like it here, why not become one of us and live here permanently..."

Li Xingzhou shook his head with a smile:
"It's a bit far from the city center, so I wouldn't recommend staying here permanently, but it would be nice as a resort."

He turned his head and nodded to Emma:
"Let's start cleaning. I can't wait to get the house cleaned up before my vacation here."

Emma smiled sweetly, lightly pressed her fingertip to her brow, and looked at the bewildered female vampire—in fact, she didn't need to press her brow to release the Mind Image Secret Demon; she could do it with a thought.

But just like Magneto, when he uses his powers, he always likes to make gestures like grabbing or lifting. This is a personal habitual auxiliary action that can help focus attention, concentrate the mind, and lock onto the target.

An invisible, chilling wind blew out from between Emma's eyebrows, instantly sweeping past the female vampire's body and making her shiver.

Vampires are highly resistant to cold. The extreme cold of the Void Demon, which can freeze ordinary people into ice sculptures, did not freeze this female vampire instantly. It only made her body stiff and inflexible.

But that's enough.

After the wind swept over the female vampire's body, the ethereal demon materialized behind her, its two sword-wielding arms slashing out repeatedly, cutting the still-recovering female vampire into pieces in a single second.

Even Marcus, the progenitor of this line of vampires, died instantly after being cut into pieces, let alone an ordinary vampire noble.

No amount of vitality could reassemble the shattered remains.

The sudden burst of blood and slaughter silenced the vampires in the hall.

After several seconds of stunned silence, one of the vampires shuddered and let out a sharp scream:

"Ah! Murder!"

Li Xingzhou shook his head speechlessly:

"They didn't kill anyone, they killed vampires, okay? It feels like the vampires here are a completely different species from those death walkers, like... Emmm, tigers and wolves versus pigs?"

Selena disdainfully drew her twin pistols and whispered:
"This is what the nobility is like now..."

After saying that, he opened fire on the vampires.

When the gunshots rang out, the vampires were thrown into chaos.

Some vampires frantically searched for cover, while others instinctively leaped up and clung to the ceiling like geckos. Still others bared their blood-sucking fangs and roared as they charged forward, attempting to fight to the death.

Although most vampire nobles have become corrupt and degenerate to the point of being unable to fight, a few vampire nobles have been inspired to fight desperately.

But it's no use.

The vampire nobles left the battle to the Death Walkers and Knights. They indulged in pleasure and neglected their training, having long forgotten how to fight. Several vampire nobles even recklessly charged into Selena's gun barrel, only to have their heads blown off in the blink of an eye, convulsing as they fell to the ground.

They didn't die, but bullets marked with the "curse of weakness" were shot into their heads. These slightly courageous vampire nobles could only lie on the ground, helpless and at the mercy of the enemy.

(End of this chapter)