I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means-Chapter 626 - 416: Unexpected Clues

Chapter 626: Chapter 416: Unexpected Clues

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Suddenly, Lis withdrew his hand, harshly pulling out the heart of the Golden-level Vampire.

Before the heart-removed vampire could even cry out in agony, his entire body was covered by a sudden appearance of ghostly blue flames.

The blaze, scorching and fervent, instantly turned the now-powerless vampire into ashes, not affording him even a moment’s struggle.

Observing the still slightly pulsating heart, dripping with blood in his hand, Lis could feel the rich essence of blood contained within.

Although vampires possess incredibly tenacious life forces, they also have two fatal weaknesses.

One is the head where the soul resides, and the second is the heart that stores the essence of all the blood in the body.

If these two areas are struck with destructive force, these vampires have no way to fight back.

Other injuries, such as throat cutting or limb severance, might somewhat affect a vampire’s own strength but would not endanger their lives.

The Golden-level Vampire that Lis targeted was specifically chosen for his weakness, including Andre, one of the nine Golden-level Vampires, who was the weakest and most unstable in aura.

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He had just broken through to the Golden-level and had not yet stabilized his strength when he hastily came over.

Even the severely wounded Andre was far better, so there was no chance for this vampire to resist in Lis’s hands.

However, the remaining Golden-level Vampires were not so simple, being part of the Longevity Species, each had lived over a hundred years; the accumulated combat wisdom over time made them not easy to capture without a fight.

Seeing Lis act, the others hesitated no more.

Sibino and another Gold-level Warrior each entangled a Golden-level Vampire to fight, all they needed to do was to buy time and wait for Lis and Angela to free their hands.

On the battlefield, there were a total of nine Golden-level Vampires.

But the vampire Andre chose not to act, but rather to carefully hide on the side.

He knew well the formidable strength of Lis and Angela; they were not on the same level as him anymore.

He could only hope that after fulfilling Angela’s tasks, Lis and Angela would let him go, so naturally, he did not intervene at this time.

The crimson blood energy bursting out from Angela encircled three Golden-level Vampires, leaving them no chance to escape and forcing them to face the attacks of the silver-haired young girl.

Under the moonlight, the silver-haired vampire girl was like a ghost in the moonlight, her hair shimmering with a cold brilliance in the faint light. At this moment, she stood majestic like a Valkyrie, exuding an indisputable sharp aura, her body’s blood and dark powers spread out completely. Facing three Golden-level Vampires, her aura was by no means inferior.

The three vampires before her looked uncomfortable, but realizing there was no chance of retreat, they finally abandoned the idea of avoiding battle. Their eyes filled with greed and cruelty, they seemed eager to tear Angela into pieces.

Although feeling the invisible pressure weighing on her, ultimately Angela was just one person; it made no sense for the three of them together to have no chance to resist.

If they could devour the heart of this girl, their tiers of strength might also rise.

Thinking this made their hearts somewhat eager.

Angela did not see the expressions of these vampires, or perhaps she simply didn’t care about her opponents’ thoughts; all she wanted now was to slaughter all these irritating pests.

Angela moved, her figure as fast as lightning; her pale hand gently waved, and the blood and dark powers surrounding her body instantly converged, forming into a black and red Crescent Scythe. The crescent-like blade exhibited a bizarre dark red, as if flowing with living blood, shimmering with a cold sheen. The scythe handle was pitch-black, engraved with intricate dark red runes.

This huge long-handle scythe was like the legendary scythe used by the Death God, massive and sharp, emitting an ominous aura.

Angela gently grasped the scythe handle, her presence becoming more terrifying and powerful, lightly swung the scythe, and a sharp howl resounded through the air, as if even space itself was ripped apart by the strike.

The scythe danced in her hands; each swing accompanying a dark red gleam of light that seemed to cut through all obstacles. The vampires who initially wanted to attack the girl, upon sensing the terrifying power of the blade’s light, hurriedly dodged, not quick enough to escape.

The vampire closest to Angela was caught off guard, struck by the blade light, and immediately sustained a tremendously ghastly wound on his chest, nearly split in two.

What terrified this vampire even more was that his Golden-level Vampire recovery abilities seemed restricted by some special power, the injury showing no signs of healing.

Seeing this, the other vampires were also startled, quickly abandoning other thoughts; they roared together and attacked Angela, wings appearing on their backs as they burst forth at their fastest speeds to engage in close combat with Angela.

But Angela was undeterred, her form elegant like a willow fluff in the wind, easily evading all attacks. Simultaneously, her right hand tightly gripped the scythe while her left hand gently waved, black currents of air instantly gushing out, forming into illusory ink-black shackles tightly binding these vampires.

The bodies of these three vampires seemed as if they had heavy weights attached, their speeds abruptly slowed down, and even their perceptual abilities markedly weakened.