"Let me out, let me out...let me out...it will be fine in a moment, it will be fine in a moment..."

Yannick's situation was slightly better. He covered his forehead with his hands and retreated a few meters away, barely able to stabilize his balance.

Damn, this power is...

As soon as he recovered from his shock, he immediately turned his head in shock and anger and looked to the other side:

At some point, Lausanne II stood up and held the sword with his left hand.

"You bastards..."

Despite the horrific wounds on his body and his shaky figure, the vampire killer still stared with resentment in his eyes and persisted in taking steps.

Step by step, he walked with difficulty towards the unconscious Far Eastern Vampire who was kneeling on the ground.

"You, you always have your own reasons. For all kinds of reasons, all kinds of interests, all kinds of ideals, haha, you keep fighting and fighting... thinking that with these reasons, you can

Having the qualifications to be able to control the fate of others without any burden, and still being proud of it, with a selfless look on your face, you, you make me sick, sick..."

Yannick frowned:

At this moment, Lausanne II's eyes were blurry and confused. He was holding the sword with difficulty with his left hand, pointing at Li's head.

But Li still closed his eyes tightly, lost in dreams, and suddenly didn't know: "No, it shouldn't be me, it shouldn't be me, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it, forgive me, forgive me..."

Yannick was about to step forward, but when he saw Li's appearance, he couldn't help but roll his eyes and retract his steps.

Why should he stop it?

Lausanne II's eyes were unfocused and his face was desolate:

"But actually, you guys are not bullshit."

Bullshit is not!

Just another chess piece in this miserable chess game.

"You are all part of the fate of this life, and you should all end with it!"

I saw Lausanne II gritting his teeth and slashing out his long sword!

Behind him, Yannick quietly raised the corners of his mouth.

laugh!

The sword edge cuts into flesh and blood.

The next second, Lausanne II felt that the light in front of him was so bright that it was so dazzling that he instinctively turned his head and closed his eyes!

Yannick, who was watching on the sidelines, was also shocked. He stretched out his hand to block the light and stepped back quickly.

What's wrong?

But with his eyes closed, Lausanne II felt a heart-burning pain in his left hand, and he immediately let go of his sword!

"Ahhhh——"

He groaned in pain and felt an unspeakable wave of heat coming from ahead, making him just want to hold his head and avoid it.

Under the attack of the heat wave, Lausanne II, who was already weak, fell to the ground, but his mind regained clarity for a moment, and the killer opened his eyes with difficulty.

He froze immediately.

It's flame.

At some point, Li disappeared, replaced by a figure covered in fire.

The blazing flames spread over the opponent's limbs, body, and head, sending out waves of terrifying heat waves that were difficult to withstand!

Pyro stepped forward.

The heat wave rolled in immediately.

The earth and rocks it stepped on melted, became hot and black, and emitted ominous smoke.

The streets all around were illuminated like daylight.

Within the field of vision, even the air was twisting and twisting.

The stunned Lausanne II was agitated, and a voice coming from the depths of his blood immediately yelled at him crazily:

[No! No! No! Run! Run! Run! Run away, run away!

!]

Just as Lausanne II opened his mouth and tried to crawl backwards, he felt his eyes go dark.

Every tissue in his body shrank when exposed to the high temperature, becoming stiff and unable to move.

The burning pain was excruciating.

Unable to move.

You can't die.

All the fighting moves and techniques that this body was once familiar with were restrained by the instinctive fear at that moment and disappeared.

No.

Lausanne II was trembling. At this moment, he was truly filled with despair.

No.

Yannick, who retreated far away, was equally astonished. He stared blankly at the terrifying "Burning Man" slowly advancing on the street, burning everything around him.

What made him even more uncomfortable was not this scene, but what he discovered:

His body was shaking uncontrollably.

Every organ and piece of flesh and blood belonging to the vampire family in his body was urging him crazily, forcing him to turn back and escape.

fire.

That's fire.

It's fire!

All vampires in this world, except the sun...

The enemy the next day.

The next second, the dazzling fire on the "Burning Man" suddenly dimmed and then went out.

The surrounding scenery became clear again.

Yannick's eyes widened:

After the flames extinguished, what was left in the remnant was a humanoid monster wearing simple metal armor with reddish flesh and blood.

It strangled Lausanne II by the neck with one hand and lifted him up easily.

But the vampire killer was trembling, unable to resist.

"See it."

The monster made a sound, and its voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like torn silk:

"This is who I really am, my essence before I gain eternal life."

The monster twisted its neck, revealing red skin that looked like it had healed from burns. It had a pitted head and face with no hair, layers of tissue, and distorted facial features, making it inhuman.

Hateful appearance.

Ugly and hateful.

Like a devil.

The monster——former Count Li made an unpleasant laugh:

"I was once a chess piece, being tried and tested on the chessboard of fate. I went through confusion, self-doubt, and struggled all the way. Only then did I get to where I am today step by step."

Those were the blessings and curses left for him during his lifetime as a human being.

Haunting for eternity.

There is no escape.

Cannot be liberated.

"Little brat," Li, who was burned beyond recognition, still had scattered residue and sparks on his body, but he didn't care. "You are far from complaining about your grievances."

The strangled Lausanne II felt that the burning sensation in his neck was almost suffocating him. He wanted to stretch out his hands to resist, but every part of his body, starting from his skin, would stiffen in pain and lose control as long as he came even slightly close to the still-warm Li.

Unless you're retreating backwards.

Not only that, every bit of smoke wafting from the other party's body, the road he walked on, and even in the air would make him tremble violently and fill him with fear.

Until Li snorted disdainfully and threw the huddled man to the ground.

It's like throwing a rag.

After escaping the scorching hell, Lausanne II trembled and finally was able to move.

But after his rationality returned, he felt more shame than pain.
To be continued...