The Witch Hunter System

«Soul»

Soul Trait: Dragon

Soul Cultivation Method: N/A

Cultivation Level: Peak Demigod Rank

Soul Strength: 6400

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«Law»

Law Comprehension Method: N/A

«High Comprehension»

Fire Law: 7.5%

Space Law: 12.4%

Nihility Law: 5.1%

Wind Law: 5.5%

Water Law: 5.4%

«Low Comprehension»

Earth Law: 0.97%

Death Law: 0.99%

Life Law: 0.99%

In?er?? La?: ???

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«Authority»

Fire Authority: Semi Divine-rank

Space Authority: Second-stage Divine-rank

Nihility Authority: Peak Demigod-rank

Wind Authority: Peak Demigod-rank

Water Authority: Peak Demigod-rank

Without a doubt, absorbing the second soul fragment had raised Vaan's abilities substantially.

Even killing a Peak Demigod-rank vampire was as easy as turning over his hand. All he did was introduce a wisp of nihility into the vampire's mind, and the vampire would turn into a soulless corpse—one that was perfectly preserved for later study.

It would be strange if the other vampires didn't tremble in fear after seeing death claim one of their kind so easily.

Anyone would fear the unknown.

Nevertheless, Vaan had to admit that the Nihility Law was undoubtedly the most tyrannical law in the universe. At the most basic level, it could convert all matter into its most primal and purest form of energy. At higher levels, it would destroy all forms of existence.

However, in the memories of Varuna's life, Vaan had also learned that the nothingness outside of Chaos was not truly 'nothingness.'

At the very least, it existed as something else to fourth-dimensional beings.

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After Fergus and the other high-ranking vampires discovered Ulfred's corpse in Vaan's grasp, they witnessed Vaan tossing the vampire corpse into his private space.

In that instant, they immediately understood where all their blood spears went – they had all been pocketed by Vaan like they were some rare treasures or something.

In all their years of living, they had never encountered a situation where their enemy would loot their blood in the middle of battle. It was like rich men had walked into a dirty alley to fight with poor beggars – while they were trying to beat them, the other party was only thinking about how to rob them.

Fergus and several other high-ranking vampires overcame their fear as they wanted to cough up blood from anger.

However, when they thought they might also lose such blood, they forcefully rein in their anger.

"Mother fucker has been taking our blood! Who the hell even does that?!" an indignant royal-class vampire cursed without any regard for his image.

"Well, apparently, this human does…" Deidre replied with a dumb look, seemingly still unable to accept the situation. "And he seems especially interested in our blood."

Just a while ago, they were all harping over making the human their blood slave due to their interest in his blood. However, the human seemed to be even more interested in their blood.

Moreover, they weren't the hunters they thought they were; they were the prey.

Such a strange turn of events.

"Since you all know he likes to collect our blood, stop shooting them at him so recklessly like blind fools. You're just wasting your magic and blood energy," Fergus strictly scolded.

Shortly after, Fergus summoned a blood sword and equipped a sturdy crimson armor made of blood, which quickly turned pitch-black like it was wrapped in shadow power.

At the same time, endless darkness suddenly poured out from Fergus's shadow and covered a wide region.

Shadow Domain, expand!

Within Fergus's Shadow Domain, he could instantly sense the movement and location of all shadows. At the same time, he could freely summon shadow puppets and swap places with them.

Fergus was prepared to fight Vaan seriously.

Although he wished to use other vampires to gauge the extent of Vaan's abilities first, he couldn't afford any more losses. Every death of a member of the Night Parade reflected poorly on his ability to lead.

As the strongest and leading vampire in the Night Parade, he would surely bear the full weight of the Blood Ancestor's wrath if the losses made him unhappy.

"Be careful, he is coming!"

Fergus alerted the moment Vaan used spatial shift to target another weak-looking member of the Night Parade.

Swish!

Just as Vaan's palm was about to reach the back of a vampire's head, Fergus traded place with an incomplete shadow puppet that barely appeared beside Vaan. He instantly hacked down at Vaan's arm, intending to slice it off in a single clean motion.

However, Vaan reacted quickly and caught Fergus's sword with his bare hands. The two forces collided, and the ground rumbled.

Surprise and disappointment instantly colored Fergus's eyes. He didn't expect Vaan to catch his full-powered swing at such an awkward angle and with only three fingers, no less!

What the actual fuck!

How in the world did he train his fingers to be so powerful?!

Nevertheless, Fergus managed to achieve his initial purpose of saving his kin's life from Vaan's deathly hands.

"T-Thank you, Lord Fergus!" the sixty-second-rank Noble Vampire, Heskel turned around in fright and realization.

"If you really want to thank me, then hurry up and get lost if you are not going to help me!" Fergus cursed, kicking Heskel away. He instantly retreated with Shadow Puppet Displacement right after.

Crack…

Right after retreating to safety, Fergus immediately noticed a few finger-sized chips on his blood sword. Furthermore, the chips were spreading under some unknown corrosive power.

Half a breath later, his blood sword actually snapped in half!

"What!"

Fergus was instantly shocked and fearful at the same time. He couldn't imagine what fate would have befallen him if he had lingered around Vaan for a bit longer.

The unknown corrosive power was precisely Vaan's nihilistic power, which he wrapped around his hand to protect it from Fergus's blood sword.

"Be careful! This human wields a strange yet very destructive power! Even if you are immortal, you will still die if it hits you!" Fergus quickly warned his peers while faintly guessing it was the same power that killed their kind.

Around this time, the large shadows of Vampiric Demon Bats could be seen flocking over in the distance.

The Seventh-rank Duradel immediately thought of using his [Bat Command].

"Everyone, focus! I'm going to limit his movements with the bats! If you see an opening, immediately strike him down!"

"…"

Seventh-rank Duradel transmitted his will to the bats. At the same time, he waved his hand down at Vaan, but what followed was absolute silence. His face quickly flushed with confusion and shame.

For some reason, the silence was especially loud.

After looking back, Seventh-rank Duradel noticed the Vampiric Demon Bats didn't follow his command at all.

"W-What? Why?"

Seventh-rank Duradel didn't understand why the bats weren't listening to him. In fact, they even seem to think he was stupid.