Chapter 139 - Vampire’s Blood

Numerous bats swarmed Han Wu, aiming to drain his blood. He threw punches to fend them off, but they came in overwhelming numbers. He could not stop them all, so several bats latched onto his skin, sinking their fangs deep before drawing his blood.

Han Wu felt his strength ebb as his blood drained away. If this continued, the bats would reduce him to a dry husk. With no other option, he turned to his only available Divine Power, Gene Recombination. He had to graft the bats’ traits onto his body to increase his own strength.

He stopped hesitating and turned the bats clinging to him into his ingredients. He ignored most of their traits, focusing solely on their fangs. Slowly, he replaced his own teeth with the bats’ sharp fangs.

Suddenly, an overwhelming urge to suck blood surged through him. He grabbed a bat and bit into it, draining it dry. The warm blood stitched his wounds and strengthened his body. Realizing his path to victory, Han Wu seized as many bats as he could and drained them all. His injuries healed rapidly, and his vigor returned steadily.

The little loli’s hair stood on end as she watched Han Wu suck the blood from her units. She never imagined he was capable of such a thing. She also noticed that he was growing stronger with every drop he drew from the bats.

If this continued, it would be disastrous. She made a swift decision to unleash one of her ultimate techniques. She chanted a long spell, and countless bats swarmed around her.

From the midst of the swarm, a pale man cloaked in black answered her call and materialized in the arena. This was the Blood Divine Skill: Permanent Vampire Summon. Summoning a single vampire permanently required sacrificing at least 1 billion bats. The vampire radiated an overwhelming presence as a powerful Lord life form, slowing down Han Wu a little.

At that moment, Han Wu spotted a blood shadow linking the vampire to the shadow beneath his feet. This strange connection trapped him, draining his blood through an unknown force. The strength he had just gained from the bats flowed directly to the vampire within three minutes.

The vampire reveled in the experience, having never tasted such high-quality blood before. To it, Han Wu was reduced to little more than a delicious meal.

Despite this, Han Wu refused to surrender. If the vampire could drain his blood, he could do the same to it. With the Wind Boots’ aid, he shot forward and sank his fangs into the vampire’s neck. Fresh blood flowed into his mouth, and he felt his body lighten as if temporarily freed from the seal.

The vampire froze in shock. It had never imagined anyone would dare to suck its blood. Such an act was a grave insult, as vampires held the reputation of being the ultimate blood-drainers among all species. Enraged, it lunged to suck the blood back from Han Wu.

The crowd watched as Han Wu and the vampire bit into each other’s necks, each trying to drain the other’s blood completely. As the vampire drew his blood, Han Wu realized his own fangs could not match the vampire’s four specialized ones. Fortunately, Gene Recombination allowed him to steal those fangs as well.

As he continued to drain the vampire’s blood, Han Wu used Gene Recombination to slowly swap one of the vampire’s special fangs into his own mouth. At the same time, he transferred one of his ordinary fangs into the vampire’s mouth. With the first fang in place, Han Wu noticed his blood-draining efficiency increase by 20%.

Their fierce struggle went on, and Han Wu briefly gained the upper hand. He used Gene Recombination again, exchanging a second fang, and his blood-draining efficiency climbed to 30%.

The vampire felt its own blood-draining speed slowing down and broke off its bite on Han Wu. It opened its mouth and discovered its once-proud fangs had deteriorated into ordinary, rotting ones. Running its fingers over them, it even felt the hollow cavities etched deep within.

The vampire reeled in confusion and tried to pull away from Han Wu, but he had no intention of letting such a prime target escape. He latched onto the vampire and continued exchanging fangs. Before long, he had transferred the third and fourth fangs into his own mouth. His blood-draining speed surged dramatically, and he quickly reduced the vampire to a desiccated husk.

Han Wu released his grip and tossed the withered corpse aside, smiling as he bared his fangs. “Now, what are you going to do with me?”

Dark Night’s eyes caught sight of the four gleaming golden fangs in Han Wu’s mouth. Those fangs were the pride of her vampire. How had Han Wu acquired them? The situation felt unnatural.

She resolved to go all out and summoned every bat. They converged around her, and eight figures emerged from the swarm. They differed in gender and age—men and women, young and old—but each one radiated strength. All of them wielded considerable power, each roughly equivalent to a Lord life form, yet the eldest among them stood apart, radiating the unmistakable presence of a High Lord!

“Suck him dry!” Dark Night thundered.

All eight of them obeyed her command the moment they were summoned. They surrounded Han Wu and sank their fangs into his flesh. Thirty-two golden fangs pierced his body, draining his blood at a staggering rate.

“Gene Recombination! Give me their fangs.” Han Wu summoned every ounce of strength, biting into one vampire and reclaiming his stolen blood.

At first, his draining speed lagged far behind the eight vampires. Everything changed once he seized the first golden fang. With each fang he reclaimed, his blood-draining power surged. He quickly reduced two vampires to dry husks before replenishing his blood and life force.

By the time he finished off the fourth vampire, half of his teeth had transformed into the dull golden fangs of his enemies. He defeated three more, and his face glowed with renewed vigor. His strength soared, briefly reaching the threshold of a High Lord.

He fixed his gaze on the final Vampire High Lord and licked his lips. His mouth was filled with the golden fangs, and he craved for the Vampire High Lord’s blood.

Terrified, the vampire tried to flee, but Han Wu would not allow it. With the power of his Wind Boots and the 28 golden fangs in his mouth, he matched the Vampire High Lord’s strength. In just two strides, he closed the distance and started draining its blood. The Vampire High Lord struggled to resist, but its power faded quickly as Han Wu drained it dry.

At last, the final vampire collapsed into a dry husk like the others. Han Wu seized the moment to transform his last fang into a golden vampire fang. The change sparked a sudden revelation in his mind—he had unlocked the Bloodfeast Domain.