CHAPTER 523: CHAPTER 514: THE BLOODLINE PRINCE WHO SUMMONED THE DEMON

Without a doubt, when strength reaches a peak, the number of enemies no longer poses any threat!

At the same time, the SS-class vampire elder transformed into bats on the grand hall’s ceiling also continually let out piercing and mournful screams of "Squeak, squeak, squeak!". The dragon veins had completely encircled these bats.

In an instant, the thousands of bats were decimated by half, and the remaining few were now mere playthings in the hands of the dragon veins!

"Ah!"

The SS-class vampire elder was forced to revert to his original shape once again, held within the massive claw of a Beijing Dragon Vein.

With a mere thought from Bai Yan, his death was certain!

"Quick! Quick! Dark Mages! Attack him now!"

The SS-class vampire elder bellowed madly, his desire for survival overpowering any concern for his dignity. He pleaded for someone to attack Bai Yan, offering him a slim chance to escape with his life.

The SS and S-class Dark Mages in the distance revealed their true forms, donning large black hooded robes, and with skeleton-like hands, they held black magical notebooks and whispered spells under their breath.

Energy waves began to ripple, and powerful magic was gathering!

"This man from Hua Xia is as good as dead!"

"Dark Mages are known as the most powerful species within the Dark Council, wielding powerful black magic that vampires and werewolves can only dream of. He’s doomed!"

"Tsk, he seemed quite arrogant, but now that the dragon veins are tied up by the Duke, all he has is a sword. He’ll likely be killed by black magic before he even gets close to the Dark Mages!"

Many leaders from Non-Dark Council Abnormal People forces who were standing by sneered as they watched Bai Yan.

Want our Hua Xia treasures?

Boy, trade your life for them!

No one believed Bai Yan could survive the attack of the Dark Mages. The high-level Dark Magic was cast rapidly, not even a SSS-class warrior would dare to face it head on!

Moreover, Bai Yan’s trump cards had "seemingly" all been used up!

Without any trump cards left, how will you dodge the attacks of these Dark Mages?

"Pfft~! Pfft~!"

Energy swiftly gathered, and a mist of darkness rose as the Dark Mages continued murmuring spells.

Some of the Blood Clan and werewolves of the Dark Council kept a vigilant watch on the movements around the grand hall, wary of the Demon Warriors and Bai Yan. If they could just hold these forces back, victory would still belong to the Dark Council!

Bai Yan sneered, flicking his sword with his right hand, took a deep breath, and then suddenly bellowed.

"Shut up!!!!!!!!"

Boom!

A powerful Demon Aura burst forth instantly, spreading rapidly and creating visible ripples in the void!

Strands of substantial Abyss Aura leaked from the depths of Bai Yan’s eyes. With a thunderous shout, he targeted the Dark Mages!

Under the influence of the Abyss Aura, the energy structures floating around these Dark Mages were uniformly and devastatingly destroyed!

Dark Magic casting failed!

Backlash from Magic Power!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The group of Dark Mages uniformly spat out blood, their faces as pale as death. Some of the weaker Dark Mages even collapsed limply onto the floor, unconscious.

The force of the magical backlash nearly wiped out the group of Dark Mages!

Even if they didn’t die, most of the Dark Mages no longer had the ability to cast spells.

This Hua Xia man’s shout has deterred this group of Dark Mages from casting black magic?

This is simply...unbelievable!

"Sss~!"

Everyone gasped, their faces shocked as they looked at Bai Yan.

Kick the werewolf, overpower the bloodline, and roar to shock the mages!

This guy is planning to dominate the entire scene!

Meanwhile, some S and SS-class members of the Dark Council, including Blood Clan, werewolves, and Dark Mages, felt a sudden alarm in their hearts. They looked up, stupified, gazing at Bai Yan.

In their eyes flashed an incredible light, mixed with confusion.

This Hua Xia man, at the time of his shout, the aura that leaked from within his body...

Why does it feel so familiar?

Why does this aura cause an involuntary, profound shock from deep within?

Why is there this urge within me to involuntarily submit at his feet?

What exactly is going on?

All the werewolves, Blood Clan, and Dark Mages were bewildered, the feeling of intimidation from deep within their bloodlines left them deeply lost, even forgetting to continue their assault on Bai Yan.

Only an old Dark Mage with white hair, lying limp on the floor, disregarded the blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes, hidden under the black hood, sparkled brightly as they fixed on Bai Yan—he knew Bai Yan’s True Name!

"Heh heh!"

The old Dark Mage made repeated gestures with his hands, pointing at Bai Yan and cackling, trying to say something excitedly.

But the side effects from the previous Black Magic backlash had begun to show. Countless side effects from the Black Magic, yet he seemed to exhibit a particularly rare one.

He actually went mute in a short span of time!

He can’t speak!

Damn it!

This Hua Xia man is a Demon! He reeks of a Demon’s aura!

Satan, how could we dare to offend him!

The Old Dark Mage was inwardly roaring non-stop, desperately trying to stop his comrades from continuing their attack on Bai Yan, but the only sound that came out was a hoarse "heh heh!"

The Old Dark Mage’s sudden move woke the others, who quickly gathered around the esteemed Old Dark Mage, protecting him and warily watching Bai Yan.

This man was far more powerful than anyone could have imagine!

If he truly came to disrupt the holy war, then it seems nothing short of Prince himself will suffice to handle him!

"Damn it..."

The SS-class Blood Clan elder looked embarrassed, struggling to break free from the control of the Dragon Vein, but his strength was too insignificant.

The power of the Dragon Vein was overwhelming, and he simply couldn’t break free.

He, a senior from Blood Clan, couldn’t even muster a hint of his abilities due to the suppression of the Dragon Vein!

Bai Yan glanced at the SS-class Blood Clan elder who was caught by the Dragon Vein.

His face was now filled with fear and despair, and his past arrogant and proud demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

Bai Yan gestured with his hand.

"Pfft!"

With a squeeze of the Dragon Claw from the Beijing Dragon Vein, the gravely wounded SS-class Blood Clan elder didn’t even have the time to scream before he was crushed into dust!

Dissolved into a cloud of Blood Mist, tiny innards and copious amounts of fresh blood sprayed out.

An SS-class Duke of the Blood Clan, killed on the spot! This was the second Duke slain by Bai Yan!

The whole place fell silent, everyone opened their mouths wide, unsure of what to say.

There was no doubt, they had all underestimated this Hua Xia man.

Decisive in killing, cutting down the experts of the Dark Council without a word!

Those who won’t comply, die!

"Any others who won’t comply?"

Bai Yan shook his Dragon Pattern Longsword, standing beside An Yan, and asked softly.

His presence dominated the whole scene!

Who would dare to defy him?

"Well then, good, bring someone to gather up the Hua Xia treasures they bid for."

Bai Yan ordered with a light chuckle.

"Yes, Master!"

Several Demon Warriors stepped forward, wielding their great swords, approaching the leaders from the Dark Camp one by one, gathering treasures.

Moreover, the Demon Warriors tossed the corpses of the deceased Blood Race Servant and the previously dead Duke of the Blood Clan into Bai Yan’s Abyss Territory, sacrificed to forge Demon energy.

Even a mosquito’s meat is still meat, and Bai Yan would never disdain any amount of Demon energy.

Facing the Demon Warriors coming to loot treasures, these people of Dark Camp naturally felt reluctant, their treasured items, bid at great cost, were being taken away by this Hua Xia man!

But reluctancy doesn’t matter. Who would dare to resist?

Two SS-level experts have already died on the spot, and the Dark Mages were disabled by Bai Yan, leaving most of the remaining with only S-class strength. Only a few SS-class were left, but they were unable to unite against Bai Yan.

The reason being that Bai Yan’s previous domineering attitude had already scared them out of their wits.

Outside, they might look like high-ranking members of the Abnormal People forces, but in front of SSS-class strength, they are no different from ordinary people; they too fear and dread death!

This is the inherent weakness of all creatures.

The Demon Warriors successfully gathered dozens of Hua Xia treasures, packed them into a special large box, and these treasures would be transported back to Demon Island, Bai Yan had other uses for them.

"Nobody dared to secretly stash something, right?"

Bai Yan’s chilly gaze swept across the room, and every pair of eyes that met his involuntarily lowered in submission, not daring to meet the coldness in Bai Yan’s eyes.

"Good!"

Bai Yan nodded in satisfaction.

"Where is Algernon Matthew?"

Bai Yan frowned slightly and scanned the room, realizing that the Bloodline Prince had not yet returned.

His initial plan had been achieved, now just to subdue the Bloodline Prince, then he could completely destroy the Bright Church’s and Dark Council’s joint war plan aimed against the Huaxia Abnormality Organization!

At that moment.

"In the name of my ancient bloodline, awaken the slumbering Demon! With the fresh blood of Algernon Matthew as nourishment... In the name of Satan, the ruler of the earth and sky, I command the force of darkness, borrow my Abyss Power! Open the Abyss Gate, and welcome, brethren and friends from the Abyss! Respond to me with your True Name! Satisfy my wish!"

A strange and mystical Demon Speech resounded from deep beneath the hall’s ground.

This was the voice of Prince Algernon Matthew...

Bai Yan was startled; he easily grasped the true meaning behind that Demon Speech, this guy was actually summoning Demons from the Abyss!

I was wondering where he had gone for so long?

Turns out he was preparing a summoning ritual!