Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Luo Ya gritted his teeth and threatened, then hardened his heart and the bloodshot in his eyes faded.

Suddenly, a deep blue light appeared in the little girl's pupils. As her throat was squeezed, a strong feeling of suffocation and the shadow of death descended. The petite figure beneath her panicked and thrashed about, letting out painful cries.

"Cough cough, it hurts so much...no...no..."

However, Samael remained unmoved, continuing to slowly increase the pressure, dragging his prey inch by inch into the hell of death.

Only when the little girl named Arecia, unable to withstand the pressure, rolled her eyes back and fainted again, did Samael slowly loosen his grip and close his eyes to chant.

"Declaration: We are the ones who kill, we are the ones who live; what we wound, we heal..."

In an instant, the little girl's eyes opened again, her pupils filled with blood. When Roya heard the familiar prayer, he felt relieved, and a twisted and triumphant smile appeared on his face.

It is almost impossible to purify a [ancestor] using conventional baptismal chants.

As one of the founders of the Burial Agency, which was once responsible for hunting vampires, Roya knew these common-sense facts all too well.

To deal with him using the Church's secret rituals, we must at least bring out the secret weapon of the Burial Mechanism, the Seventh Holy Scripture.

Upon hearing this, Samael smiled dismissively, lowered his eyes, and looked at the confident and composed former church leader with a knowing smile, whispering something sarcastic.

"Did you know that when humans experience a series of near-death experiences such as falling from a height, drowning, suffocation, etc., their bodies and souls become less in sync under similar impacts, and there may even be a phenomenon of separation from the body?"

You're half right. I do intend to go to some trouble to protect the little guy down there, but I didn't say I'd let you go..."

The mocking tone in his ears, like a cat cornering a mouse, and the signs of his consciousness swaying and floating upwards in his mind, made Luo Ya's face turn pale.

"...Eternal destiny is bestowed by death..."

As the baptismal chants continued, specks of milky white light converged into a vast stream of light, like a sea of ​​stars. Roya's consciousness was uncontrollably peeled away from this body, inch by inch, and pulled upwards.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

"...Forgiveness is in the present moment, I swear by my flesh..."

"How could mere baptismal chants be..."

Feeling his memories, past experiences, and perceptions from the past six hundred years gradually dissolving under this light, Roya, experiencing fear for the first time, screamed in terror.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

"What a verbose thing!"

Samael frowned, grabbed the slender neck again, and stifled the incessant chatter in her throat.

Even so, Roya, whose consciousness was rapidly dissolving in that milky white light, still responded with a terrified expression, letting out an incredulous whimper, her eyes full of pleading.

However, the figure, as jewel-like as a gemstone and imbued with light, remained unmoved, his gaze cold.

"You've lived too long..."

—Gaze upon this soul with pity!

As the last syllable was read, a stream of blazing white light shot into the sky, like a raging fire, breaking down a distorted and shattered phantom into its basic particles, completely incinerating it.

In the endless descent and fall, as Roya's consciousness gradually dissolved, he seemed to see behind the man, infinite light and profound darkness.

Wings, as black as ink on the left and as white as light on the right, divide the world of light and darkness, fluttering slowly.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Descent of the Crimson Moon! (Two chapters combined, 5k words)

It hurts! My whole body hurts!

My skin was burning, my bones were groaning, my blood was boiling, and my organs were trembling. Unprecedented pain surged into my mind like a thousand red-hot iron needles piercing my skull, constantly provoking my sensitive nerves.

The petite blue-haired loli was curled up in the crater, her clenched teeth making a grinding sound. She was covered in sweat, her body was convulsing, her chaotic consciousness was becoming increasingly confused, and her overburdened body was on the verge of collapse.

Am I dead?

A sorrowful thought surfaced in my mind, and the painful struggle seemed to shrink even more.

"Even in moments of rest, we do not forget to sing, we do not forget to pray, we do not forget ourselves..."

In the midst of the chaos, I heard ethereal and sacred chanting, just like the hymns I had once heard in a church.

"With my lightness, I can shed all burdens..."

Accompanied by a vague sense of detachment, the fragile consciousness drifted and dispersed, the soul traversed the darkness, rose in endless light, and finally immersed itself in the pure white holy spring, completing the baptism of life.

Warmth and comfort...

At the same time, Alesia seemed to feel her burning skin tingling and healing, her boiling blood gradually cooling, and her broken bones returning to their original positions.

All the pain and burdens were enveloped and melted away by this warmth...

Alesia, who seemed to sense something in his arms, trembled.

In a daze, she seemed to see gentle spirits of light dancing around her in the shadows of the swaying trees, and a saint walking on the grass gently holding her in his arms, softly humming syllables like a lullaby.

Is this heaven?

I think I saw angels, I saw the Lord...

The violence that had been buried deep in his flesh and bone had unknowingly vanished. His previously pained little face became serene and innocent, like a baby returning to its mother's womb, curled up in the warm light, and fell into a deep sleep.

Finally, it's over...

After spending some of his energy healing and soothing the little girl in his arms to sleep, Samael gently exhaled a breath of stale air. Then, his expression turned serious, and he continued deeper into the dense forest, leaping several times before disappearing into the white mist that spread outwards.

A moment later, a rustling sound came from outside the dense forest. A pair of small black leather shoes stepped over the thick layer of dead branches and leaves on the ground and came to the front of the terrifying crater. Looking down, sensing the violent ether still in the air, they couldn't help but gasp slightly.

Horrible! Perverted!

So, on this planet, who exactly is the monster?

"Isn't it awesome?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Would you like to give it a try?"

"..."

Hearing the question in her ear, the figure standing at the edge of the crater subconsciously nodded in agreement, then suddenly came to her senses and looked up at the dark figure that had somehow circled around behind her. Her body stiffened for a moment, and then a dry smile squeezed out of her fair face.

"Ah, what a coincidence, you're here too?"

"Stop pretending! Altrudge!"

Samael smirked coldly, ruthlessly exposing Black Princess's clumsy attempts at banter.

From the moment the ancient serpent unexpectedly intercepted Roya until it purified him, it vaguely sensed some kind of spying coming from the shadows.

Therefore, a simple maneuver around the back was enough to lure out the tail that had been following behind without anyone noticing.

The ancient serpent raised its eyes and stared at Eltrauge, who was looking left and right as if secretly planning her escape route. Its gaze sharpened, and it gave a cold snort.

"Tell me, instead of hiding in the Thousand-Year City, you ran all the way to France to follow me and Arcueid. What kind of scheme are you plotting this time?"

Finally, the man looked the flat-chested loli up and down with ill intent and added a remark in a low voice.

"What, you've already missed me? Perfect timing, this time, no one else will bother us..."

Immediately, Eltrauge crossed her arms over her chest and covered her bottom, which seemed to be starting to ache, with the other, and jumped back in horror.

However, as her gaze fell upon the man's ambiguous smile, the quick-witted Hei Ji realized that she had been tricked again, and she was so angry that her teeth itched.

"Nobody would want to contact you! It was just a coincidence! Coincidence, okay?!"

Altrouge put her hands on her hips and responded with a huffy snort.

"I also sensed the call of the Ancestor in this land of France by chance, and then I happened to meet you at the airport. Out of curiosity, I secretly followed you to see what was going on."

"Then, you wait for the snipe and the clam to fight, and the fisherman to reap the benefits, right?"

Altruki, whose other little scheme had been exposed, caught her breath and muttered to herself awkwardly.

"Tch, you're so mean. Don't always think the worst of people. Could it be that I was following behind you because I was worried about you and Arcueid?"

"Ha ha……"

Samael rolled his eyes without any politeness, his eyes full of disdain.

He was worried about Arcueid, and perhaps he believed it himself.

Worried about him? Pshaw, are you worried he won't die fast enough?

Given this little girl's temperament, this vengeful vampire is probably plotting to devour him completely.

However, the opponent is an Ancestor, and at his peak, unlike Roya who is down to his last sliver of health. In addition, considering the psychological trauma he caused to Eltruki before, it will probably not be so easy to take her down by surprise in close combat.

Moreover, since entering this forest, he has lost his sense of Arcueid and his perception has been severely impaired. Now that the situation is unclear, it would be unwise to act rashly and get bogged down here.

In the brief standoff, Samael's thoughts shifted rapidly. After a moment's pause, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

“We’re already so familiar with each other, how about we make a deal? Let’s part ways amicably. You turn around now, take the child and leave, and escort her safely to the village.”

Now, the other consciousness that parasitized Arecia's brain has been completely purified by Samael. This child is not only spared the misfortune of the village's future sacrifice, but also gains a blessing in disguise by receiving the remaining knowledge and some of Roya's power.

However, without the protection of the Serpent of Agash, a little girl who has just obtained the key to the treasure vault has no ability to protect herself. Staying here would only be a burden.

And since Eltrauge is a restless person, sending these two away ahead of time is a win-win situation, and at the same time, it relieves her of any worries.

As the ancient serpent pondered, it took out a crystal bottle it always carried with it. A drop of golden-red blood was forced from its fingertip and fell into the bottle. Then, it smiled and waved it at Altrouge, whose gaze had unknowingly become fixed on the bottle, and spoke leisurely.

"In exchange, this is your payment..."

Based on his experience feeding Arcueid over the years, his own blood seemed to have a great attraction for vampires, and even Zu could not resist this temptation.

As expected, Altrouge, whose appetite was whetted by the sweet aroma from the bottle, stared intently at the golden-red liquid and subconsciously licked her dry cherry lips.

However, that wavering lasted only a moment before Hei Ji bit her cherry lips, suppressed her instincts, stepped forward to take Arecia from Samael's arms, and solemnly spoke.

"I'll keep an eye on him for you, no need for payment, because I'm going to go with you to find Arcueid, and perhaps... I can be of help..."

A resolute glint appeared in those blood-red eyes.

Samael paused for a moment, thought for a second, and nodded in agreement.

They are not only rivals, but also sisters.

This is something that Roya, who summoned Arcturus with the intention of plotting something against Arcueid, will never understand.

The two nodded in tacit agreement, reaching a consensus. To dispel the doubts of her temporary ally, Altrouge picked up the unconscious Arecia and took the initiative to walk in front.

She had only taken a few steps when a crystal bottle traced a graceful parabola in mid-air and landed in Eltruchi's arms.

"Please accept this as a small gift."

The man, who was reciprocating the favor, smiled and pondered.

Hearing the gesture of goodwill, this unexpected gain made Altrouge, who was already on the verge of losing control, beam with joy. She hurriedly stuffed her spoils into her pockets and then led the way even more diligently, even exposing her frail back to the ancient serpent without reservation.

Following the trail, the two ventured deeper into the area. All around them were strangely shaped vines, like coiling snakes and pythons, their roots intertwined. The surrounding white mist grew increasingly thick, severely hindering their ability to detect the dangers.

boom!

Samael frowned and shattered the white mist and thorns blocking his path. But as the scenery before him twisted and swayed, the forest, which had been ravaged just moments before, began to writhe and recombine like pieces of a torn puzzle.

Self-healing? No, that's not right...

It's spatial interference!

This place, likely influenced by a special force, has been transformed into a mental barrier that isolates space, and like a twisting Rubik's Cube, the space and distance are constantly changing.

Samael vaguely sensed that even if they retreated to the entrance of the dense forest now, the spatial node outside would probably not be the French town they had seen before.

When did that scumbag Roya become capable of this?

Something is wrong with this place!

"boom!"

Just as Samael was on high alert, the earth shook violently, a beam of blazing blood-red light pierced the sky, and accompanied by extreme distortion of space, a huge mushroom cloud rose up, and a violent etheric storm raged, unleashing its domineering power in all directions.

Wherever the crimson light passed, the white mist, dense forests, and fortified buildings seemed like snow exposed to the scorching sun, crumbling and disintegrating.

Elquet!

As the scenery before them suddenly opened up, the two sensed a familiar aura emanating from the center of the dense forest. They exchanged a glance, then immediately accelerated, transforming into two streaks of red and black light that soared into the sky.

This……

A few breaths later, at lightning speed, Samael and Eltrucci rushed to the epicenter of the explosion, and were astonished by what they saw.

Below them was a cliff over ten thousand feet high, where molten rocks and soil constantly disintegrated and fell into the lava-filled ravines. Gnarled plant roots, twisted and burning in the bubbling lava, presented a charred and decaying picture of life.