Chapter 35: Why fight one-on-one when you can group up?
Chapter 35: Why fight one-on-one when you can group up?
Bang!
Their heads smashed together so hard the skulls cracked through layers of flesh.
Heishi Youto’s face became a mess of blood and flesh, splattering like a blooming crimson flower.
“Agh!”
He screamed, throwing his head backward while kicking Fang Cheng’s chest to break free.
But Fang Cheng kept ironclad grip on Heishi Youto’s hands, refusing to let go.
Ignoring his own dizziness, Fang Cheng yanked Heishi Youto closer and jumped up for another headbutt.
Heishi Youto smashed back just as hard.
Since when did this become a contest of who had the harder skull?
Who’s scared of who?!
Crack!
Another bone-crunching collision erupted as their skulls met again.
Heishi Youto staggered backward through the spray of blood and flesh chunks, one thought piercing his foggy mind—how was this bastard’s head so damn solid?
His forehead caved inward, exposing white bone beneath mangled meat.
Fang Cheng’s own wounds looked no better, but years of habit had numbed him to pain.
He lunged forward, slamming a third headbutt downward.
Heishi Youto’s face exploded anew, his upper body reeling as consciousness flickered.
Fang Cheng dragged him close again, freeing his right fist to hammer three brutal punches.
The first punch pulverized Heishi Youto’s gut. The second cratered his face.
For the final blow, Fang Cheng drove his fist straight toward the vampire’s heart.
The strike sank deep into Heishi Youto’s chest—but grasped only empty space.
No heart. Just hollow darkness where the vampire’s weakness should’ve been.
Snap!
Heishi Youto’s bloody hand clamped Fang Cheng’s wrist.
“Surprised?” he grinned through ruined lips.
Fang Cheng yanked backward, but the vampire held firm. Heishi Youto’s blood suddenly writhed like living snakes, coalescing into five needle-thin red crystals sprouting from his fingertips.
Now Fang Cheng understood those self-detonation women.
Heishi Youto’s fingers clenched. The crimson crystals sharpened into bloody blades, shearing through Fang Cheng’s wrist like paper.
The vampire raised his crystal-bladed hand, fingers merging into a single sword aimed at Fang Cheng’s skull.
Fang Cheng kicked Heishi Youto’s chest while wrenching his left hand free.
The red blade sliced across Fang Cheng’s torso, shredding clothes and carving a long, bleeding gash.
Fang Cheng quickly jumped back, putting distance between himself and Heishi Youto.
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Heishi Youto didn’t chase immediately. Instead, he licked the blood residue from the crystals with his tongue, his face twisting with pleasure.
“Ah, such exquisite flavor. I can’t wait to devour your heart… what a legendary feast that would be…”
The vampire behaved like a twisted pervert, intoxicated by the scent of Fang Cheng’s blood.
Fang Cheng glared coldly while accelerating his wound recovery, regenerating his severed wrist. Heishi Youto’s injuries also healed automatically until both stood completely restored.
The key difference lay in Heishi Youto’s blood coalescing into five new crimson crystals in his free hand. Now resembling Edward Scissorhands, his blood-forged crystals gleamed far sharper than regular blades. Most crucially, the vampire’s heart had vanished from its original position.
Fang Cheng muttered into his headphones: “He relocated his heart. Unknown coordinates.”
Having studied vampire documents extensively these past three days, he knew their hearts weren’t defenseless. Skilled vampires could shift this vital organ internally – a skill requiring years of practice, unless one possessed innate abilities like Yagawa Ryouka’s corrosive “Burning Blood”. Evidently, Heishi Youto had awakened such a gift upon becoming a vampire.
“Ready.” Kanzaki Rin’s voice crackled urgently. “Lure him now.”
No luring proved necessary. Heishi Youto surged forward, ten crystal claws painting crimson trails. If earlier he’d moved like a bat, now he struck with pterodactyl ferocity.
Fang Cheng chose wisely – he spun and fled.
Not cowardice, but strategy. Having forced two trump cards, teamwork became essential. Why duel when you could gang up? Stubbornness didn’t equal stupidity.
Though Fang Cheng’s sprint surpassed human records, Heishi Youto closed in effortlessly. Crystal claws morphed into a dagger aimed at Fang Cheng’s back. Instinct screamed danger – the young man whirled with a sweeping kick. Heishi Youto disengaged cleanly, refusing close combat to exploit his speed advantage.
Guided by Kanzaki Rin, Fang Cheng plunged into warehouse-side grass taller than a man. Heishi Youto pursued but stayed wary, knowing another enemy lurked. Normally cautious, the vampire found himself helplessly drawn – Fang Cheng’s blood called like narcotics to an addict.
Through the grass they raced, Fang Cheng following Kanzaki Rin’s directions. Repeated assaults left bone-deep wounds before he repelled each attack.
“Now!” Fang Cheng barked between gasps. “Can’t take more!”
“Position reached. Jump!”
He vaulted upward as scarlet laser sheared through vegetation. The beam skimmed his soles, slicing rubber layers from his shoes.
Heishi Youto glimpsed the danger too late. Without warning, the laser bisected him mid-lunge.
“ARGH!!”
Pain lagged behind reality – only when his torso slid from hips did agony explode through his nerves.