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Boom, boom, boom—
When Frank pulled out those two Beretta M92F pistols and pulled the trigger, the seemingly ordinary 9mm Parabellum pistol rounds, after accurately hitting their targets, actually produced an explosive "RPG per shot" effect.
Seeing this, Salus and his group were stunned!
No, are you sure these are pistols in your hands?
I haven't studied much, don't lie to me, okay?
Whose pistol has such great power?!
And those Second and Third Stage Thunder Warriors, who were witnessing a miracle for the first time, were almost crying with envy!
Look, they've appeared… the Divine Twin Pistols!
It turns out the instructor's weapons are the real black technology!
The "flashlights" and "great weapons" they had previously cherished suddenly seemed much less appealing.
"How can there be such a big difference for pistols?"
Rebecca Chambers looked at the Glock G17C pistol in her hand, then at the Beretta M92F pistol in Frank's hand, and suddenly had an impulse to ask him to trade after the battle…
Under Frank's command, within a few minutes, most of the thugs around Salus were eliminated.
If it weren't for the 10 Heavy Armored Knights in heavy armor behind Salus, who formed a single-line human wall at the critical moment, blocking most of the incoming attacks for the remaining people, the number of survivors would likely have dropped to single digits.
Bang, bang, bang—
The energy beams fired from the High-Frequency Energy Rifles, powerful enough to instantly pierce a human body, struck the thick plate armor made of special metal, yet they could not effectively penetrate it.
They could only leave shallow, melted impact craters the size of a bowl on the surface of the plate armor!
This shows how absurd the defensive capabilities of this plate armor are.
However, if hit by a Pulse Blast Cannon, these Heavy Armored Knights and the Vampires hiding behind them would still not escape the fate of death.
"Damn it, who the hell can tell me why the patrol and the main force of the Heavy Armored Knights stationed on the flank of the manor haven't arrived as support for so long?"
Seeing his side completely suppressed by the enemy, unable to even lift their heads, while external support was still delayed, Salus was filled with anger and frustration.
Can you believe it?
I, My Lord, am actually being beaten without any ability to retaliate by mere twenty-odd humans on my own territory?
This made Salus, who had always been arrogant and believed that "Heaven is first, Earth is second, and I am third," somewhat difficult to accept.
The most crucial thing is, if this were to get out, wouldn't other Vampires laugh their teeth off?
So, even though the battlefield situation was extremely dire, Salus had no intention of fleeing.
Because if he took even one step back today, it would mean that he would completely lose the qualification to become the Ghost King who would unify all bloodlines.
Tell me, who would follow a Vampire Lord who had been beaten into a scurrying mess by humans?
"Ghost King, the support troops haven't arrived, perhaps it's related to that monster outside?"
At this moment, a cult leader who had fortunately survived pointed a trembling finger towards a colossal figure outside the window.
Although the dimension where Impossible City is located is always in a state of eternal night, Vampires are born with night vision, so for them, night is day!
Salus cautiously peered out the window, half his head extended, following the direction of the other party's finger.
He saw a colossal creature, over one hundred and fifty meters tall, rampaging through the manor outside the castle.
It was none other than King Kong, whose entire body, except for his head, was covered in a dark blue A02 Symbiote Suit.
The Heavy Armored Knights in plate armor were barely larger than ants in front of King Kong.
Often, with one punch, the ground would be littered with bloody, mangled corpses, flattened like bottle caps.
Besides that, what made Salus feel a chill down his spine was that the patrol members, who had been hiding on the periphery and continuously shooting King Kong with firearms, seemed to have been struck head-on by a high-speed train.
Their bodies instantly exploded, turning into crimson blood mist floating in mid-air, then dissipating with the wind.
But the problem was, Salus never saw who made the move from beginning to end.
He only vaguely sensed that before those patrol members' bodies "exploded," a silver light mass flashed past at an extremely high speed.
Was it magic?
Or some damn black technology?
"Ceasefire!!"
A few minutes later, Frank, seeing that the opposing side was completely unable to retaliate, voluntarily called a halt to the attack.
Then, looking at the remaining 6 Heavy Armored Knights blocking Salus, he calmly said, "I can offer you a way out now… Whoever can defeat one of my warriors, I will let him leave here alive!"
Frank's decision was by no means an impulsive act, driven by the impending victory or a sudden lapse in judgment.
Instead, it was one of the test projects Karl had specifically instructed him to carry out!
After hearing Selena's evaluation of these Heavy Armored Knights, Karl wanted to know how his Thunder Warriors would perform when fighting these elite Vampire guards who had lived for thousands of years!
That's why he had specifically instructed Frank before the operation.
If the time was right, he should find an opportunity to have the Thunder Warriors engage in one-on-one duels with these Heavy Armored Knights, to test the true combat power of the Thunder Warriors.
"You…"
Salus's eyes were spitting fire, watching Frank with immense fury, wishing he could devour this damned human alive.
Who the hell are you insulting?
I am the dignified new Ghost King, the Vampire Lord who commands the entire bloodline!
How dare you be so presumptuous in front of me?
Believe it or not, I'll endure you for now!
Even though Salus was seething with rage, the current situation made him dare not act rashly.
He really regretted it.
Why didn't he bring Selena down with him just now?
Instead, he left such a good "hostage" in the conference hall.
Otherwise, the situation would definitely not be as passive as it is now!
But now, it was too late to say anything.
Aside from biting the bullet and fighting, he could only hope that the rest of the guards in the castle would arrive in time to support them, and then kill all these damned humans.
"Go, let them witness the might of us Vampires!"
As his voice fell, a Heavy Armored Knight had already drawn his sword and stepped forward.
And from behind Frank, a Vampire Thunder Warrior also drew a combat knife and stepped out.
Perhaps influenced by Frank, Thunder Warriors often chose large, thick, heavy, and long-bladed knives when selecting their personal blades.
They even gave it a fancy name: This is the melee weapon a tough guy should use!
And the Vampire Thunder Warrior in question held a Mission MPK12 A2 Multi-Purpose Survival Combat Knife, with a blade length of about thirty centimeters.
Neither warrior said much.
After confirming their opponents, they both charged simultaneously.
Both were top-tier Vampire warriors; their speed, strength, and neural reactions were all beyond what ordinary humans could compare to.
Clang—
The Heavy Armored Knight's greatsword was powerful, but its speed was far slower than the combat knife in the Vampire Thunder Warrior's hand.
And this extremely brief window of attack was precisely captured by the latter.
Just as the Heavy Armored Knight had begun his downward cleave, before fully committing to the strike, the Vampire Thunder Warrior had already swung his knife upwards, successfully intercepting it mid-way.
"A very clever move."
Frank, seeing this, couldn't help but nod in approval from the side.
Under normal circumstances, even if this Mission MPK12 A2 Multi-Purpose Survival Knife was made from A2 cold work tool steel, an improved version of SKD-11 (high wear-resistant and tough general-purpose cold work tool steel), with toughness and strength more than double that of ordinary knives, it still couldn't directly clash head-on with the finely crafted greatsword in the Heavy Armored Knight's hand.
There was no way around it; the thickness of their blades simply wasn't on the same dimension.
If that Thunder Warrior hadn't adopted this "clever" method of early parrying, allowing the opponent to swing with wide, open movements, his combat knife would probably have been cut off in a few blows.
Therefore, in combat, it was essential to seize the initiative and restrict the opponent's large-scale attacks.
This combat strategy was not unfamiliar to all Thunder Warriors.
Because Frank had already conducted relevant drills in previous cold weapon training.
He never expected it to actually come in handy now.
Seeing the interception succeed, the Vampire Thunder Warrior gave his opponent no chance to change tactics.
He naturally used his left hand to block the opponent's wrist, while his right-hand combat knife precisely sliced across the gap in the Heavy Armored Knight's neck, executing a throat-slitting decapitation.
Under normal circumstances, such an injury would not be fatal to an elite Vampire warrior!
Unless… the blade was coated with silver!
Whoosh—
The Heavy Armored Knight let out a mournful howl, and his entire body instantly burst into flames, turning to ashes in the blink of an eye, leaving only scattered plate armor on the ground, making a messy metallic clatter.
"Instructor, are you sure these tin cans are elite?"
That Vampire Thunder Warrior spat in the direction of Salus and the others with a look of disdain, "Hehtui~ We were so looking forward to it, but they're just a bunch of weaklings!"
Frank, however, shook his head helplessly.
To be honest, the Heavy Armored Knights were already very strong, but… the Thunder Warriors were clearly stronger!
"Ah, this…"
Salus could hardly believe his eyes, his face filled with an expression of incredulous shock.
No, isn't this a bit too outrageous?
Those were the Heavy Armored Knights, known as the Bloodline's premier elite guard legion!
Each and every one of them was an elite among elites, handpicked from thousands.
If a comparison had to be made, one Heavy Armored Knight was worth at least five Death Walkers.
Moreover, if the terrain was favorable, that number could very likely double!
But these incredibly powerful Heavy Armored Knights were actually "instantly killed" by a mere human warrior from the other side?
Can you believe this?
This is simply too unscientific!
No, no, something must be wrong!
At this moment, another Heavy Armored Knight angrily drew his sword and stepped forward.
And this time, the Thunder Warriors sent out a "Wolf Soldier" nearly 2 meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body.
Roar—
The Werewolf Thunder Warrior let out a deafening beastly roar, then his tall, muscular physique surged again, transforming into a giant Werewolf over 3 meters tall.
His mountain-like figure shot out like a cannonball, colliding head-on with the Heavy Armored Knight.
Bang—
The moment they collided, a dull metallic thud erupted.
The Heavy Armored Knight's strength was clearly inferior to the "Wolf Soldier's"; even with the heavy plate armor, he was directly knocked off balance, stumbling backward continuously.
Zzzzzzz—
The Werewolf Thunder Warrior pressed forward, continuously raking his sharp claws across the plate armor, leaving clear, visible scratch marks.
Seeing that defense was impossible, the Werewolf Thunder Warrior immediately changed his claws into fists, delivering a side punch that landed before the opponent could swing his sword.
The Heavy Armored Knight, struck, staggered backward uncontrollably again.
The Werewolf Thunder Warrior then seized the opportunity, throwing a forward punch at the opponent's vulnerable throat, followed by a double-fisted strike to the opponent's head.
Thump, thump, thump—
Although thick plate armor can block most damage, including bullets, it cannot defend against damage caused by force transmission.
This is like some bulletproof vests that can effectively block bullet penetration, but the user will be "shaken" by the enormous kinetic energy generated during the bullet's impact, causing broken ribs or even internal injuries.
And every punch thrown by the Werewolf Thunder Warrior was incredibly powerful, enough to split mountains and crack stones; often, one punch would leave a clear, visible dent in the thick plate armor.
The consequences of such fierce force being transmitted inside the plate armor are imaginable.
If it were an ordinary human, even if they weren't beaten to death, they would probably have been "shaken" to death.
Soon, under the Werewolf Thunder Warrior's relentless barrage of heavy punches, the Heavy Armored Knight gradually became unable to parry.
Finally, his entire head, along with the helmet he wore, was literally smashed into a flat layer.
Hiss—
Salus looked at the Werewolf Thunder Warrior, who had transformed back into human form and was giving him the middle finger, and felt a chill down his spine, asking with a slight tremor in his voice, "What… what exactly is going on with these soldiers?"
When that Vampire Thunder Warrior had made his move earlier, he had already sensed a hint of abnormality.
Because he had actually smelled the unique "blood qi" of the bloodline on the opponent during the battle.
But this was precisely what confused him.
Salus was 100% certain that the soldier who fought was a pure human!
So, the question was… how did the other party manage to be both human and Vampire?
It wasn't until he saw this Thunder Warrior, who was clearly human but could transform into a Werewolf, that he finally began to understand the problem.
Presumably, all these people were special "gene warriors" created using some unknown black technology, right?
The thought of the bloodline's noble lineage, passed down for thousands of years, being so desecrated by lowly humans, made Salus furious beyond measure.
Then, he made an unexpected decision.
"Enough, do you dare to fight me one-on-one?!"