14. Blood Clan
Without further thought, Evelyn stepped back two paces and immediately pulled out her shotgun, which was engraved with magical inscriptions, from beneath her skirt. At the same time, she began to chant, and circles of light purple magic circles slowly emerged from the muzzle of the gun.
“Summon—”
As the magic formula was completed, a claw several meters long suddenly shot out from the center of the magic circle, effortlessly shredding the anti-theft door in front of her to pieces!
“Uncle—ugh!”
Evelyn hurriedly rushed inside, but the next moment, she was stunned by the terrifying scene behind the door. She froze in place, completely oblivious to the fruit basket that had been kicked over at her feet.
The room behind the door was already drenched in blood, with human limbs and organs hanging off the furniture, and in the center of the living room lay a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, long since dead. Her eyes, still wide open, were filled with despair and fear, and her body was marked with bright red bloodstains, looking horrifying. Her stomach had been ripped open, with her entrails scattered on the floor.
An overwhelming and pungent smell of blood assaulted Evelyn’s senses, turning her pale and making her hands and feet cold. Suddenly, she felt a wave of nausea rise from her stomach, and she nearly vomited.
She recognized the girl lying in the living room; she was Uncle Wei’s daughter, the victim of the bullying incident earlier.
She had barely escaped with her life from that rich young master, but ultimately could not escape death. Judging by her expression of being unable to close her eyes, she must have endured unimaginable suffering before dying, right?
“Who… did this!!!”
After a brief moment of discomfort, a tumultuous rage surged within Evelyn. She gritted her teeth, and massive magical power radiated from her body; her long hair floated without wind, and a faint purple light flickered in her eyes.
A provocation, this was undoubtedly a blatant provocation!
Such a strong smell of blood, even the best isolation of the room could not fully conceal it, plus the residual traces of magic at the scene… it was isolation magic!!!
Evelyn could tell at a glance that this incident was definitely not the work of ordinary humans; it was highly likely the “masterpiece” of some alien creature lurking in Worry-Free City!
Of course, such behavior could deceive for a moment, but not for a lifetime. Such a heinous act was already a blatant provocation against the human race, and the Night Watchman and the Church would never let it go.
Nor would Evelyn!
“How dare you! To move against my people on my territory! No matter who the killer is, their life is already forfeit!”
Evelyn clenched her teeth in fury. Suddenly, she felt a slight change in her surroundings behind her—someone was there!
Evelyn quickly turned around, her shotgun almost ready to fire, but when she actually recognized the person behind her, she was stunned.
“Hehe! Finally caught you, dear—Evelyn!”
Emilia had appeared behind Evelyn without her noticing; she was standing in the shattered doorway, half of her body leaning into the room, looking smugly at Evelyn, who was holding the enchanted shotgun.
However, the next moment, she saw the girl lying in a pool of blood in the room behind Evelyn.
“Wait, Evelyn!!! What did you do!?”
Anger gradually surfaced on Angel Miss’s face, the playful teasing expression she had moments ago completely disappeared. She stepped forward, waved her hand, and several magic circles shining with golden light immediately appeared around her, with pale golden blades emerging, their sharp tips aimed directly at Evelyn.
“It wasn’t me.”
Evelyn also raised her gun at Emilia, quietly defending herself; at this moment, she could see clearly that she had actually been secretly followed by this somewhat perverted angel all along.
“Who else could it be if it wasn’t you, vile demon!?”
Emilia’s gaze towards Evelyn was extremely cold; to the angels, the demon race naturally had a very negative stereotype, not to mention that just last night Evelyn had killed a scum. Encountering Emilia face-to-face in this situation naturally left her with no way to explain herself, even if she was innocent.
“It’s not me; I don’t need to lie to you… hmm!?”
Evelyn was about to explain herself to Emilia, but then her expression suddenly changed, and without a moment’s hesitation, she pulled the trigger of her shotgun.
Emilia had not expected Evelyn to suddenly fire; her expression darkened, and a thin layer of golden membrane immediately covered her body. At the same time, the blades from the magic circle around her had already extended halfway out, ready to strike, but the bullet engraved with a magic formula whirled past Emilia’s side.
“?”
Just when Emilia was puzzled as to why the attack wasn’t aimed at her, a harsh scream suddenly came from behind her, startling the unprepared Emilia. She hurriedly turned around, only to find in horror that a humanoid creature, skin pale and covered in horrifying blood threads, had appeared behind her. The bullet Evelyn had fired had struck its chest, and in the instant the bullet hit, tentacles covered in black scales emerged from the opened magic circle, firmly binding the humanoid creature to the wall.
“Where did this guy come from!?”
Emilia was immediately drenched in cold sweat. As one of the elite young angels, she had always been excellent in combat, yet just moments ago, she had been completely unaware of the monster’s presence behind her. If it weren’t for Evelyn timely firing that bullet, she would have been taken by surprise and potentially met a terrible fate.
“This thing must have been hidden in the shoe cabinet next to the door. Its body is very special; even if folded, it can return to its original form in a short time. As for its purpose… it was likely trying to eliminate the first person to discover this crime scene, right?”
Evelyn slowly advanced, using the gun barrel of her shotgun to lift the hair covering the humanoid’s face, revealing its hidden true appearance—an upright middle-aged human man, his eyes blood-red, struggling to open his mouth, with four shiny sharp teeth looking quite intimidating.
Along with this revelation came the horrifying circular holes in his neck.
“Uncle Wei…”
Evelyn’s emotions sank; she recognized him as the target she had come to visit, known for being honest, kind, and helpful. But now, he had long lost the kindness and integrity of his humanity, only possessing the bloodthirstiness and instincts deeply engraved in his marrow.
He had already been transformed into a blood slave.
And the culprit behind this case was now clear.
A vampire.
The Blood Clan!
