A tall, slender vampire with high cheekbones, sunken eyes, and a pallid face smirked at Nathan. “Hey, brat. Did our viscount give you the permission to rescue her?”
Nathan responded icily, “Did I allow you to get in my way?”
All of a sudden, Nathan vanished into thin air.
The vampire was stunned for a moment. He turned around to look for Nathan but to no avail. By the time he tilted his head to look to the front, Nathan was already standing right before him.
The vampire's eyes widened, and he began to panic.
Nathan threw a punch right in his face.
Bam!
Fueled by rage, the punch that Nathan threw at his opponent was as fast as a gust of wind.
Vampires were known to be tough, but Nathan's opponent collapsed in the blink of an eye after being punched in the face—like a weak sapling that could not withstand the thunderstorm.
Bam!
His skull cracked, and blood spluttered everywhere.
Not only did Nathan's powerful punch dent the vampire's face, but it also sent him flying a few feet away.
While the vampire was still flying in mid-air, Nathan caught up with him, grasped his neck, and pulled him back.
Bam!
Nathan then tossed the vampire to the ground, lifted his leg, and stomped his foot on his head.
The impact was so powerful that Nathan crushed the vampire's head while creating a dent in the ground.
The vampire, known for his vigor and vitality, was crushed to death.
All the other vampires gasped at the turn of events. This is crazy! This human is terrifying!
Vampires had always hunted humans and considered them as their prey. That was why they always viewed humans as lambs to the slaughter.
Yet tonight, Nathan had tortured a powerful vampire to death.
The color drained from the other vampires' faces.
Instead of paying attention to the shocked vampires, Nathan walked straight to Ava and removed the syringe on her arm. He then tore a piece of fabric off his sleeve and used it to stop the bleeding and bandage her wound. “Hang in there. Okay?”
Ava gazed into Nathan's eyes, which was filled with concern, and gradually opened her mouth before responding with a weak voice, “Okay...”
Nathan nodded. “Great. Give me a few minutes to take care of this group of trash. We'll go home once I settled scores with them.”
Crack!
In one punch, Nathan snapped Kaiser's arm like it was a rotting log.
Subsequently, he rained three consecutive blows on Kaiser's face as if he was smashing a rock with an axe.
Kaiser's face was completely disfigured, and his blood splattered all over the ground. Nathan smashed him to his death.
Whoosh!
Next, Gianna extended her fingers like an eagle's claws and charged toward Nathan. Those claws were so powerful that they could easily tear Nathan into pieces.
Yet, before she could touch him, Nathan lifted his leg and kicked Gianna. A thunderous blast instantly echoed in the sky.
Bam!
The kick landed right on Gianna's head.
Her skull instantly cracked, and she died on the spot.
Antonio, who was observing the battle from a stone's throw away, stood up as he was thunderstruck. He could not believe Nathan had killed two of his most capable fighters at lightning speed.
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