He immediately broke through the window.
As the castle window glass shattered, Marcus flapped his large bat wings and flew out, ignoring the wind and rain amidst the lightning and thunder, speeding towards the place where the Vampire and Werewolf battle was etched in his memory…
Upon seeing Marcus leave,
Amelia slowly let out a sigh of relief.
The most difficult step of the plan was complete; the rest truly depended on luck. If luck was good… Marcus and Viktor would start killing each other without a word.
If luck was bad… then Amelia might be attacked by both of them, but no matter what, it was better than waiting to die.
Thinking of this,
Amelia also began to prepare to put on a new outfit. She, too, had to go to the battlefield to find out the truth. If there was an opportunity, she must seize it to deliver the most fatal blow to Viktor and Marcus from behind!
A venomous woman…
Although the name was unpleasant, Amelia had to admit that she was now a venomous snake and scorpion, hidden in the shadows, ready to deliver a fatal strike at any moment!
…
Meanwhile-
In an apartment in a New York residential area, Michael, the male protagonist, was changing his pants as the recent heavy rain had soaked them.
After putting on a slightly damp, musty pair of jeans, he opened the refrigerator door and poured out the unfinished milk.
Coupled with a sandwich, this was his dinner for the day. An ordinary person's life was always very mundane, and dinner was also a casual affair.
Holding the milk and sandwich, Michael grabbed a medical book and began to read and eat, but just as he was about to open his mouth for a bite,
"Thump, thump, thump—!!!"
A violent knocking sound came from the room's door, which instantly ignited Michael, whose mood was already sour.
"Fuck, it's almost eleven o'clock now."
"Damn it, are you people sick? Why do you have to knock so late? I've already paid the rent this month, don't tell me there are any extra fees. If there really are, I'll definitely smash the landlord's head in!"
Muttering curses as he walked towards the door, Michael, in a bad mood, quickly opened the room door.
With a "clatter,"
The door was quickly opened, but there was no one outside, as if it were a child's prank, which made Michael's face darken again. He wanted to curse, but he forcibly held back.
Then he planned to close the door again, but at this moment, a hand gripped the doorknob, preventing Michael from closing the door.
Michael quickly turned his head and saw a man in his thirties, about his age. Looking at the ill-tempered man in front of him,
Michael was a little confused; he had no impression of this man in his memory. Where did he come from?
"…"
"Are you Michael?"
Looking at the fair-faced Michael in front of him,
Lucian showed no pleasant expression. After sizing him up, he immediately got straight to the point and asked for his name.
Michael didn't want to get entangled with this strange man and tried to close the door, but the man's hand was like an iron clamp.
He held the doorknob tightly, unable to move it even an inch. Michael couldn't close the door, so he reluctantly replied:
"Damn it, why won't it close? Buddy, what exactly do you want? I'm Michael Corvin, who are you? What do you want with me? I don't remember knowing you."
Looking at the strange man Lucian, Michael replied very unhappily. It was already troublesome enough to be bothered by a strange man late at night when he should be sleeping.
He didn't want to be mistaken for gay. If it was a beautiful woman from next door, he could barely accept it, but this man in front of him... that was out of the question!
"Bang—!!!!"
However, Lucian didn't care about Michael's thoughts at all.
After confirming that the fair-faced man in front of him was the target their Werewolves were looking for, Lucian didn't hesitate at all. He extended his arm, his palm forming a blade, and fiercely chopped down towards Michael's neck.
With a muffled thud, Michael's body didn't react, and his vision immediately spun, then he quickly fainted…
"Bang—!"
Seeing Michael faint, Lucian wasted no words. He immediately raised his hand and gestured for the Werewolves on both sides to quickly come and help.
They needed to quickly transport Michael, this important hostage, away, as their Werewolves had prepared several cars.
The plan was to secretly move Michael away from the New York residential streets, preventing the Vampires from finding him, until they created a new species that fused Werewolf and Vampire.
"How much longer until the car arrives?"
"When it arrives, throw him into the car and transport him directly out of New York, take him into the mountains, and wait for a while to avoid the spotlight before bringing him back for experiments."
"We cannot be discovered by the Vampires, and when we rise again, that will be the day of the Vampires' demise,"
Handing Michael's large body to a Werewolf subordinate to carry on his shoulder, Lucian glanced at his wrist-watch and asked calmly, while also giving instructions.
"Estimated departure time is eleven o'clock."
"It's already 11:01, so they should be on their way. We can wait a little longer. There are no signs of Vampires yet."
"There should be enough time for us to retreat. Those damn bats won't appear until midnight. Only after midnight do they truly become active."
The Werewolf next to him, carrying Michael on his shoulder, casually answered his leader's question. Everyone knew the Vampires' habits.
Those creatures with inverted time cycles rarely appeared before midnight. As long as they retreated a step ahead, the Vampires would find it very difficult to catch them, or even find a single hair.
But who knew…
These Werewolves were a bit too arrogant. The Vampires had already surrounded the residential streets of New York and had already begun to act against them; these Werewolves just hadn't reacted yet.
"Howl…"
"Awooooooooh—!!!!!!!!"
And the next second,
A sharp, piercing Werewolf howl quickly came.
It successively sounded in the residential streets of New York. It wasn't just one howl; in the various alert positions previously set up, Werewolf howls were heard one by one.
The meaning conveyed by these howls was also very simple: enemy attack. When a pack of wolves hunts, they use howls to issue commands.
And at this moment, since howls were heard, it meant that the Werewolf pack was under attack, and the attackers… could even be their sworn enemies, the Vampires!
"…"
"Damn it, what was bound to happen has happened. The Vampires have arrived. Don't hesitate, retreat immediately. Do not have any thoughts of staying and fighting. Always remember our objective."
"As long as this human is transported out of New York, we Werewolves will be victorious, even if this war results in heavy losses of Werewolves, it will be worth it, do you understand?"
"First, transport this Werewolf out. No matter who tries to stop you, do not engage in combat!"
Hearing the werewolf howls from afar, Lucian, the Werewolf Leader, changed his expression and hurriedly pushed his Werewolf subordinates, instructing them seriously.
Most of these Werewolf subordinates were not very intelligent; when they encountered enemies, they often acted recklessly.
But this time was different; they absolutely could not act rashly. They had to ensure the completion of the mission first, which is why Lucian repeatedly emphasized it.
And the few Werewolf subordinates next to him also quickly nodded. Although they were slow, they weren't stupid. People who aren't smart, when faced with trouble, choose not to act.
Only stupid people choose to act recklessly. This is the difference between slow and stupid. These Werewolves knew the importance of this mission, so they naturally wouldn't act carelessly.
After all, this concerned whether their Werewolves could overthrow the Vampires' rule. They didn't want to live in dirty sewers their entire lives.
To breathe fresh air and no longer be hunted by the Vampires, they had to overthrow their rule.
"Screech—!"
"Beep, beep, beep—!!!"
And at this moment, outside the apartment door, a sudden, urgent car horn sounded. Hearing the sound, the few Werewolves thought the prepared cars had arrived.
So they carried Michael, the important hostage, and ran downstairs, including Lucian, their leader.
But little did they know, the two cars parked at the apartment building entrance were not the Werewolves' rendezvous vehicles at all.
Before this, the Vampires had already intercepted the Werewolves' cars and killed all the Werewolves inside, then seized and used them. Relying on these two cars, the Vampire Warriors could quickly approach Werewolf Leader Lucian and carry out a surprise attack.
And the people in the two cars were a team of Vampire Warriors led by Seline, about six people, all with blood-red eyes staring intently at the apartment entrance. As soon as they saw Werewolf Leader Lucian come down, they would immediately open fire.
"Hold your nerve, don't act rashly. Fire only on my command. Also, be careful of the human the Werewolves kidnapped; that human must not be shot, as he is a very important experimental subject, understood?"
Seline, sitting in the passenger seat, clutched the Desert Eagle in her hand, her icy blue eyes scanning the Vampire Warriors behind her as she instructed them in a stern, cold voice.
The surprise attack was important, but even more important was not to harm the special human Javier had mentioned. Such a powerful experimental subject, their Vampires must preserve him.
"Thump, thump, thump…"
"Thump, thump, thump…"
And very quickly, Werewolf Leader Lucian and his few Werewolves quickly came down from the apartment building. Their speed was very fast, and upon seeing the two cars in the rain,
At first… he didn't know if it was a delusion, but Lucian, as the leader, felt a hint of an ominous premonition.
At the same time, his nose caught a special scent of blood, a bloody scent filled with the odor of a beast. His nose was much more sensitive than that of an ordinary Werewolf.
Even in the rain, at a distance of a few meters, Lucian still detected something unusual, because this special bloody scent was the unique blood smell of their Werewolves, a bloody scent mixed with human and wild wolf, even a little musky.
And the presence of this scent, Meant that a Werewolf was injured in the car…
"Wait, have you encountered a Vampire attack? What position have they attacked to now, and how many people exactly are attacking us?"
He stretched out his hand to stop the few Werewolf subordinates beside him, and looking at the driver inside the car who was trying his best to conceal his appearance, Lucian directly asked him.
The two were about ten meters apart, with a masking doorway nearby. This was a safe distance, and Lucian's caution saved their lives.
However…
"Fire now—!!!"
Seeing that the other party had noticed something amiss,
Seline, the team leader, didn't hesitate and shouted the command to the Vampire Warriors in the car. At the same time, the car windows were quickly rolled down.
A scene paying homage to a movie gang shootout was perfectly presented: black gun barrels quickly emerged from the car windows.
Without hesitation, fire tongues spat, sparks flew, and silver bullets rapidly shot out, like dense raindrops, wildly spraying out.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—!!!!"
"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump—!!!!"
Almost every type of weapon was present,
Shotguns, pistols, assault rifles, submachine guns—a complete range. If they had a Chicago typewriter, it would fit the current atmosphere even better.
After all, in Western gangster shootout movies, it's usually like this: driving a car, extending a Thompson submachine gun out the window,
Pulling the trigger and spraying the enemy gang, then driving away. This is the most classic scene.
It's like the gang fights in 'Young and Dangerous,' where a van full of people rushes out with knives to hack and slash, killing people then all escaping, quick in and quick out.
"It's the Vampires—?!"
Seeing the black gun barrels emerging from the car windows,
Lucian, the Werewolf Leader, also realized something was wrong and shouted in a disbelieving whisper. What greeted them was extremely fierce gunfire.
But fortunately, there was the apartment door nearby that could provide cover. While retreating with a few Werewolf subordinates, Lucian kicked the apartment door shut, temporarily blocking the powerful gunfire from outside.
"Retreat!"