Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Otherwise, with a wave of their hands, the clash of their magic would be enough to cause the entire Aiminmego Island to collapse and sink.

boom!

Half an hour later, the golden and red light patterns flashed and exploded, and two figures, one large and one small, were each sent flying backward.

Eltrauge's petite body swayed and fell, her gothic dress skirt and sleeves fluttering, like a black butterfly landing on a branch, light and elegant.

In contrast, Arcueid, coughing violently, had a trickle of golden-red blood at the corner of his mouth, his chest heaving, and fine beads of sweat on his smooth forehead, which clung to a few strands of hair, making him look quite disheveled.

After all, although Roya was a scoundrel, he had accumulated six hundred years of knowledge and absorbed a lot of magical knowledge through repeated reincarnations. Defeating him had actually taken a heavy toll on Arcueid.

Moreover, she also had to protect Samael beside her to prevent him from being killed by the aftershocks of the explosion.

But just now, the ancient serpent, which was the object of contention, had been thrown aside by Arcueid in a moment of desperation.

"It seems he's mine now."

Eltrauge's lips curled into a pleased smile as she gracefully landed from the tree branch. She glanced provocatively at her sister, who was clutching her stomach, while leisurely reaching for her prize.

The uncontaminated scent emanating from Samael caught Eltruchi's eye. She grinned, revealing two small fangs, and looked intently at the man's carotid artery, as if about to bite.

"Since you haven't signed the blood pact yet, I'll stamp it for you."

"Um, after running for so long, could you please ask for my opinion?"

The "trophy," being grabbed by the collar, coughed lightly, raised his hand slightly, and cautiously offered his suggestion.

"What do you think?"

Eltrauge was slightly taken aback, then came to her senses and looked at the trophy that hadn't been scared out of her wits, asking a question with a playful tone.

"It seems there's no point in trying to persuade them..."

The spoils lowered their heads helplessly, as if they had accepted their fate of being "defiled".

"boom!"

But the next moment, accompanied by a muffled explosion, a petite black figure flew out like a cannonball, tumbling for a hundred meters and smashing several coastal redwoods in its path.

Arcueid, who wanted to rush forward to rescue an innocent person, froze in place upon seeing this, staring in astonishment at Samael, who was still in a punching stance.

"This world is too dangerous. Boys need to learn how to protect themselves when they go out, so I have also practiced self-defense."

The ancient snake blinked, calmly explaining without blushing or skipping a beat.

That seems reasonable!

Arcueid thought for a moment and nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

At this moment, the previously composed and elegant Gothic Lolita got up from the ground in a disheveled state, shook off the grass clippings and dust, raised her hand to wipe away the blood that had spilled from the corner of her lips, her narrowed red eyes looking angrily at the scene, her silver teeth grinding together with a grating sound.

"Damn it! How could you treat a lady so roughly? That's outrageous!"

"Uh, it does seem a bit wrong to bully a child."

Samael glanced at the pitiful-looking Eltrucci, coughed as if full of remorse, his eyes filled with pity and helplessness.

"Although my way of rejecting you was a bit harsh, I had no other choice. After all, the law stipulates that the minimum sentence is three years and the maximum is death. It's impossible for us to be together. Give up, little sister."

"Little sister? Your whole family is the little sister!"

For some reason, upon hearing the apology, Altrouge, who had just been trying her best to maintain her elegance, instantly bristled. Her little face scrunched up in anger, and she lunged forward, reaching out to grab the bastard's neck.

laugh!laugh!

A sharp whistling sound followed, and the intense wind pressure sent a chill down Altrouge's spine. Driven by predator instinct, she instinctively turned her body to the side, swinging her arm back.

boom!boom!

In the instant the Gothic Lolita made her dodge maneuver, two trees behind her were drilled with holes the size of a thumb, sending debris flying everywhere.

At the same time, the specks of silver-gray caused Eltrauge's bloodshot eyes to narrow slightly as she looked back.

Silver nitrate bullets, also mixed with high-quality holy water?

"Although I prefer to be passive, I can't do that with young girls..."

At this moment, the man holding two pistols, one black and one white, reiterated his principles with a sorrowful yet firm expression.

However, upon closer inspection, a pleasant curve appeared on the corners of the lips on the lowered face in the darkness.

That bastard, he definitely did it on purpose!

Altruchi, sensing someone's sinister intentions, calmed down, raised her eyebrows, and looked disdainful.

You think these things will be useful?

She wasn't one of those low-level vampires who feared sunlight, garlic, and silver. Apart from holy water, which was like a high-end product, the rest of these things posed little threat to her.

"I've made up my mind. Once I catch you, I'll make you my first embrace and my most devoted and loyal dog!"

Eltrauge gritted her teeth, angrily declaring someone's fate, and charged forward again with a thud.

Sigh, being too popular is also a kind of trouble.

The innocent victim, helpless and seemingly very sad, then raised his arm and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

In an instant, the Ivory gun, responsible for rapid fire, spat out streaks of fire in the darkness, unleashing a barrage of bullets toward Eltruch's joints and points of impact.

This top predator, in order to protect her beloved gothic gown and uphold the elegance of a higher being, had to forcibly change her course and find gaps in the barrage of attacks.

However, the other ebony weapon, responsible for heavy blows, also opened fire, each bullet seemingly predicting the next landing point for Eltruch, forcing this powerful vampire to withstand the force of her attacks.

Bang bang bang!

The powerful recoil caused the ebony muzzle to rise slightly, then fall again with a new cycle of gunfire. The alternating gunshots, like rhythmic drumbeats, composed a symphony in the darkness.

Altruchi, who was hit repeatedly, crossed her arms in front of her chest and used her magic to forcefully block the bullets from penetrating her.

Several specially made warheads, engraved with inscriptions, were suspended in mid-air and stopped, like still raindrops, floating helplessly in front of Eltruchi.

Despite repeated setbacks, the Gothic Lolita swung her arm down, the domineering force shattering the bullet in front of her, before charging towards her target once more.

But the man was not afraid at all when faced with the aggressive black-haired loli. He continued to pull the trigger while reciting a hymn to King David.

Jehovah is my shepherd

I will not lack

He made me lie down on the green grass.

Lead me to the still waters

He revived my soul…

As the chanting was performed, each bullet fired was imbued with holy light, transforming into a dazzling gold, and rained down upon Altruki without sparing a single one.

"It's no use! This is all you're capable of; it's not enough to save you!"

But the vampire, now enraged, was shrouded in blood mist. Despite the clanging of bullets, they couldn't penetrate the sturdy barrier. The petite figure withstood the pressure and closed the distance step by step.

"Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

Not afraid of being harmed

Because you are with me!

However, the man's Holy Light Gunfighting Technique had reached a state of perfection. Even when faced with threats, he remained calm and composed, chanting hymns as he fought and retreated, even having time to change magazines.

However, as the vampire's power was repeatedly unsealed, the bullets imbued with holy light could no longer slow her advance. The distance between them continued to shrink, and in the blink of an eye, it was less than twenty meters.

"Merciful Lord, bestow blessings upon this place, Amen..."

The man stood still, raised his hand to make the sign of the cross on his chest, which seemed to be a resigned prayer, making the furious Eltruchi secretly laugh.

Your Lord cannot save you.

But just as Eltrauge was preparing to break through the mere twenty meters in one go, a crisp metallic clang rang out.

Eltrauge instinctively looked down and saw a round, metallic object, about the size of a melon, with a cross carved on the top and runes covering its shell, rolling to her feet.

This is……

Just as the Gothic Lolita, who hadn't been out for a long time, was starting to have doubts, the round metal ball suddenly exploded, and a chilling white light burst forth in all directions.

Boom!

The next moment, a blazing white light shot into the sky, and a huge milky white mushroom cloud gathered and churned in the darkness, causing the entire Aiminmego Island to shake violently.

"Cough cough..."

A few dozen breaths later, a petite, dark figure with a trendy afro crawled out of the deep pit, lay on the ground coughing violently, her bloodshot eyes almost spitting fire as she stared at a certain empty, desolate place, overflowing with grief and indignation. Her entire body was covered only with a set of white, silver teeth that made a grinding sound.

You bastard, I will never let you get away with this!

The pitiful predator felt a surge of grief and indignation. It then looked up and gazed into the distance, gritting its teeth as it firmly memorized the figure of a certain creature in its mind.

Now, someone has risen to become Altrucci's second-largest enemy, second only to her foolish younger sister.

Meanwhile, in a remote valley.

Samael, who had been fleeing with Arcueid all the way to this place, stopped, squatted down in front of the stream, scooped up a handful of clear water, and comfortably washed his face, which was covered in some dust. Only then did he turn around to look at the thick night behind him, and a happy smile appeared on his lips.

It must be said that the power of the Lord is quite reliable.

Praise be to the Holy Light!

A degenerate, with a twisted sense of humor, makes the sign of the cross on his chest and offers a completely insincere prayer.

Samael had just finished washing his face when Arcueid, who was walking up behind him, handed him her handkerchief, a hint of apology on her delicate face.

"Sorry for dragging you into this."

"It was your sister who insisted on dragging me into this, what does it have to do with you?"

The ancient snake waved its hand, not caring, and instead offered words of comfort.

"If you hadn't treated my wound, you wouldn't have run into this mess. Anyway, I'm sorry."

Arcueid still felt a little guilty, and after thinking for a moment, he made a serious suggestion.

"So let's separate now. I'll lure her away so she won't bother you."

"Do you think she'll forgive me after all the way I've offended her?"

Samael sighed, turned around, and asked in return.

"..."

Honest Arcueid thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly, scratching his short, golden hair in frustration.

"What should I do?"

"So, you have to take responsibility for me!"

Samael stood up with a serious expression, patted Arcueid on the shoulder, and looked solemnly at the vampire progenitor.

"Yes, I will take responsibility for you!"

Arcueid pondered for a moment, nodded earnestly, and, without a doubt, solemnly assured the "innocent victim."

The girl's inexplicable seriousness and frankness made the snake, who was used to lying, feel a pang of guilt and unease.

Isn't it a bit too shameless to just tie such an innocent princess to your side like this?

But then the man had a second thought and muttered to himself.

That's not how you should put it, right? If you leave a creature like the True Ancestor unchecked, it will become a catastrophe if it gets out of control.

It's always better to lure her onto the ship first and monitor her in real time than to try to fix things afterward.

I did this for the sake of world love and peace!

This isn't fraud, this is a great sacrifice! This is a noble act!

After indulging in self-pity, the wicked snake calmed its turbulent emotions, pulled the naive princess to sit down beside it, and then put on a fake smile and asked thoughtfully.

"Since we're going to have to deal with the troubles ahead together, you should at least tell me about your past and your sister's situation, right? The more I know about you, the better I can prepare."

Arcueid, who had been unknowingly tricked onto the pirate ship, nodded without hesitation and began to tell her about her background and origins.

Everything was much the same as Samael's memories from his previous life.

Fourteen thousand years ago, due to the invasion of the predatory planet Wilpa by sending its elite troops, Gaia, the planetary will that was born, sent a distress signal to the galaxy in order to protect herself.

Two Protoss beings arrived after receiving the summons.

One is Ort, the giant spider of Mercury, who appeared during the Covenant War, and the other is one of the Primal Ones—Brynstass of the Crimson Moon.