Now that Xiao Wenbing had lost his protective charm, the old vampire, who had been darting around, suddenly stopped and appeared behind Xiao Wenbing in a flash.
Although Xiao Wenbing's speed had reached an extremely high level, it was still a level below that of the old vampire. Alfred opened his mouth wide and bit at Xiao Wenbing's neck. In all his years, this was the first time he had been scared away. He would be unworthy of being a vampire if he didn't avenge this.
However, the old vampire immediately realized something was wrong; Xiao Wenbing's neck was as hard as a rock, and he couldn't even bite it off.
Alfred roared, feeling his teeth loosen and his pain excruciating. Suddenly, his wrist tightened; Xiao Wenbing had firmly grasped it.
"Old ghost, do you know? I've stacked a hundred Vajra Talismans on top of each other. If you can still bite through it, I'll jump off this skyscraper."
Xiao Wenbing roared and suddenly retreated.
Alfred cried out in alarm as he stared at the stack of fire runes clinging tightly to his arm, which he couldn't shake off no matter how hard he tried.
"burst……"
With a furious shout from Xiao Wenbing, all twenty yellow talismans exploded simultaneously. The deafening roar, like thunder from the heavens, seemed to shake the entire villa.
The scene fell silent, with only thick black smoke billowing up.
Although Xiao Wenbing retreated quickly, he was still affected by the blast; his entire back was mangled and bloody, even after he had stacked a hundred Vajra Talismans for defense. This shows just how terrifying the power of those twenty Fiery Talismans was.
A gentle breeze blew by, and the black smoke gradually dissipated, revealing a hazy figure swaying and stumbling out.
Alfred truly lived up to his reputation as a top-ranking Grand Duke. Despite being covered in blood and his right arm being charred black by the powerful explosion, he was still alive.
"Second Senior Brother, Fellow Daoist Feng, let's go all out and kill him." A cold voice, seemingly emanating from hell, came from Xiao Wenbing's mouth. He flipped his hands, and ten more Fiery Talismans appeared. It seemed that he had an inexhaustible supply of Fiery Talismans in his Heavenly Void Ring.
Light flashed in Zhang Jie's and Feng Baiyi's hands at the same time, and the three of them were about to launch their most ferocious attack.
Suddenly, a soft yet peaceful sound rang out, growing louder and louder until it enveloped the entire villa.
In the sky, pairs of tiny angels, visible to the naked eye, twinkled with starlight as they flew to and fro. A large, white man clad in ancient steel armor strode forward and arrived in the center of the arena in an instant.
“Great Holy Knight Francis Kennedy, oh… praise the great Lord, it is Your guidance that brought the Holy Knight here to eradicate evil from the world and save Your believers!” Father Smith suddenly roared.
Xiao Wenbing and the others looked quite surprised, but at the same time they sensed the strong spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Francis, which contained a powerful force with countless light attributes.
The power he displayed was already on par with that of ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivators.
"Paladin? Hahaha..." A terrifying laugh came from the old vampire's mouth: "What paladin, what descending angel, do you think you're so great just because you can glow? Since I'm not afraid of little light bulbs, I'm not afraid of you, you big light bulb."
Francis was taken aback. All the dark creatures would flee as fast as they could upon seeing the paladin's arrival, so why did this guy seem so fearless?
An angel has descended?
The paladin's gaze swept around, but there was no trace or sign of the descent of the angels. His lightning-like eyes returned to Alfred, and the paladin understood: he had encountered a mad vampire grand duke.
The old vampire moved and transformed into a cloud of black mist once more. However, this cloud of black mist also hovered precariously in mid-air, as if it might fall down at any moment.
P.S.
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Volume 3, Chapter 75: Summoning Heavenly Thunder
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Francis frowned, and with a wave of his hand, a pure and incomparable power of light began to condense in his hand. Gradually, it ignited into a dazzling light. When the light flashed, the paladin held a gleaming lightsaber in his hand.
“Lord, you can cleanse the world if you will.” Francis’s voice carried far and wide, lingering amidst the resounding hymns.
He raised his lightsaber high and thrust it straight out, the lightsaber transforming into a dazzling blur that pierced the floating black mist in the air.
"Ah..." A shrill scream came from the black mist. Alfred let out a roar of unwillingness and fell heavily to the ground. A holy sword with sparkling light pinned him firmly to the ground.
"You...you are a true paladin," Alfred uttered his final, dying cry.
“The great Francis was one of the twelve Holy Knights of the Catholic Church twenty years ago, and you didn’t even know that?” Father Smith asked in surprise.
Alfred seemed to snap out of his daze. His gaze swept across everyone's faces, and he realized that everyone was looking at him as if he were an idiot.
The arrogant vampire duke, overwhelmed by anger and frustration, cried out, coughed up blood, and fainted.
"Vampires can vomit blood?" Father Smith exclaimed in astonishment. This was the most bizarre thing in the world.
"Lord, please cleanse this lowly creature." The paladin's voice rang out again, and the holy sword embedded in Alfred's body rippled like water. As the ripples flowed over the old vampire's body, a white holy flame ignited. The old vampire's body gradually shrank until, finally, it ceased to exist, as if it had never been there at all.
Is he dead?
"Yes, under the holy guidance of the Lord, he has already..."
"Alright, I understand." Xiao Wenbing rudely interrupted Father Smith, went to Feng Baiyi's side, and took the dying Zhang Yaqi into his arms.
Suddenly, Xiao Wenbing's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed with a mixture of surprise and joy, "Look, Yaqi's heartbeat has returned to normal!"
"Is there another vampire?" The paladin's voice was cold and devoid of emotion.
"What?"
“My friend, I regret to inform you that this lady has already been embraced by Alfred,” Smith said regretfully.
"So what?"
"The only result was that this woman also became a vampire."
Xiao Wenbing's body trembled. He looked down and saw that there were four tiny fangs faintly visible in Zhang Yaqi's slightly open mouth.
"Get out of the way."
Xiao Wenbing raised his head, his gaze equally cold and emotionless: "What did you say?"
"Get out of the way." Francis's brow furrowed again.
“My friend, step aside. The Holy Knight is about to bestow upon this lady the power of purification,” Smith whispered, trying to dissuade her.
"Cleanse? After cleansing, will you end up like that old vampire?" Xiao Wenbing's lips curled into a mocking sneer.
Smith nodded solemnly and said, "There's no way around it. Once you're embraced by a vampire, you become a member of the vampire family. Even a paladin can only save their soul by cleansing their sinful blood."
"Soul?" Xiao Wenbing spat fiercely and asked, "What's a soul worth? I want it intact. Can you do that?"
Smith opened his mouth in surprise, then shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't."
"Can't you? Then get the hell out of here!" Xiao Wenbing roared. "I'd rather have a vampire like Yaqi than a ray of light that has been saved."
Zhang Yaqi slowly opened her eyes. Perhaps she hadn't regained her strength, or perhaps she had heard their conversation. A thin veil of tears welled up in her eyes.
Pure holy power once again coalesced in Francis's hands, and he coldly said, "Anyone who upholds the power of darkness is an evil who has violated the faith of the Lord. Since you are unwilling to step aside, what awaits you is our collective purification."
"Clean? Heh heh..." Xiao Wenbing's face darkened, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly, revealing a hint of ferocity: "Then let's see who cleanses whom."
A thick stack of golden talismans appeared in his hands one after another; that was all the talismans he had in stock.
Xiao Wenbing naturally knew that the paladin in front of him was definitely the greatest enemy he had ever encountered in his life, and he dared not hold back in any way when fighting him.
Francis raised the holy sword high, about to repeat the action he had just taken.
However, a figure suddenly appeared between him and Xiao Wenbing, blocking his throwing path.
"This is my junior brother. If you want to hurt him, you'll have to get past me first."
As Zhang Jie spoke calmly, he flipped his palm, and a golden sphere slowly rose from his hand. Around the sphere were countless spiritual runes, which burned one by one, and extremely powerful spiritual energy emanated from him in layers.
“Golden Core? Second Senior Brother, you…” Xiao Wenbing’s voice choked slightly.
What Zhang Jie unleashed was his natal golden core, cultivated through the intertwining of his life and body. Although the power of the golden core doubled when it left his body, the danger naturally increased accordingly.
Zhang Jie, his second senior brother, whom he had only known for two years, was already willing to risk his life for him, for his stubborn junior brother.
Francis's expression was solemn. He carefully examined the golden sphere that was spinning endlessly in the air, paused for a moment with the holy sword in his hand, and then raised it high again.
Suddenly, clusters of incredibly dazzling and beautiful light burst forth from the void, forming a radiant pattern in space.
As if drawn by a mysterious force, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed from the distant horizon.
Gradually, the sky darkened, and the clouds began to descend, with streaks of lightning flashing among them.
Francis's expression finally changed. A flicker of emotion crossed his handsome face, which usually seemed expressionless. He turned to look at Feng Baiyi, whose robes were fluttering, and whispered, "Roaring sounds, heavenly thunder summoning. Who... exactly are you?"
Volume 3, The Tribulation of the Five Elements, Chapter 76: The Golden Talisman Defies Heaven (Part 1)
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Feng Baiyi raised her head high, her eyes as proud as plum blossoms, her flying sword dancing in the sky, cheering and leaping amidst the lightning and thunder.
Francis's expression changed several times in an instant. The lightsaber in his hand finally lowered slowly, and at the same time, the powerful fighting spirit on his body gradually decreased.
Zhang Jie breathed a sigh of relief as the shimmering golden sphere slowly disappeared into his body. Only a few spirit talismans remained, forming a powerful defensive circle within the space.
As Francis's spiritual power diminished, the descending thunderstorm ceased and began to rise slowly. Once the paladin's fighting spirit had completely dissipated, the weather cleared up, and the apocalyptic weather had vanished without a trace.
“The Holy Church has no intention of being enemies with the Thunder Palace, but since you insist on protecting vampires, I will truthfully report this to His Holiness the Pope.” Francis glanced at Feng Baiyi and said calmly.
He turned and strode away, disappearing in an instant. From afar, a mournful roar echoed in the direction he had gone.
“Adbrad is finished,” Zhang Jie sighed and said.
Xiao Wenbing sneered disdainfully. Francis, forced back by the three of them, vented his anger on the unfortunate vampire count. Heh heh... the so-called magnanimous paladin is nothing more than this.
“Alas…” Father Smith stepped forward and said, “God is glorified in heaven, and those whom the Lord loves enjoy peace on earth. May the Lord bless you.”