Apocalypse Forecast

Lei Feizhou heard Huai Shi's roar but merely sneered, unmoved. He then screamed loudly, urging the Wolf muters forward to completely engulf Huai Shi.

But this time, Huai Shi didn't give him any longer to issue commands.

He moved like a Flying Bird, reversing gravity in an instant.

The emaciated figure among the wolves leaped up. Cracks spread across the floor from beneath his feet as he soared into the air, racing across the perforated bulkheads.

In the blink of an eye, the chaotic Wolf muters, the broken walls, and the collapsing ceiling all became his temporary footholds.

He moved without stirring even a breath of wind.

Lei Feizhou was stunned for a moment.

When the Vampire's terrifying agility was displayed in such a manner, the wolves' tactic of attrition lost its meaning. The dark shadow within the blood mist was already within reach.

"Naive!" the Werewolf sneered.

In a burst of lightning, the Axe Blade and sharp claws collided once more.

Paralysis spread, and Huai Shi's movements briefly faltered. Then, he saw Lei Feizhou's arm swing, the Sharp Blade in his left hand sweeping past his face.

Even raising his arm to block, he still felt a wave of bone-crushing pain.

He flew backward, his left arm torn open with several ghastly wounds, revealing pale blue bones amidst the surging blood.

Before he could touch the ground, the wounds forcefully healed under the stimulation of the alchemical plasma.

The Axe Blade flew from his right hand, soaring into the air. Before Lei Feizhou's gaze could shift from the spinning Axe Blade, a dagger slipped from Huai Shi's right sleeve. He gripped it tightly and stabbed downwards with a backhand thrust!

In an instant, it pierced through the bursting lightning and nailed itself firmly into Lei Feizhou's face!

Understandable, really. When one has such a prominent nasal bone, there will always be someone eager to make a point of it.

But this is unacceptable!

The Werewolf roared.

Huai Shi let go the instant he landed, stumbling backward to catch the Axe handle as it plummeted from the air. Ignoring the wolves rushing up from behind, he lunged forward once more.

This time, the Hunter and the Werewolf collided.

The Axe Blade and sharp claws scraped against each other, producing a thunderous roar of clashing steel.

The Werewolf roared in anger. Amidst the deafening sound, his mutated body swelled again, pushing Huai Shi back a step. Then, with his claws locked onto the Axe Blade, his Power burst forth once more.

Under that crushing force, several times his own, Huai Shi could no longer keep his footing. He was violently pulled up and smashed against the bulkhead again.

He didn't even have time to slide down from the cabin floorboards when he saw the colossal Werewolf suddenly crouch, his entire heavy body launching towards him like a cannonball.

With an instantaneous BOOM, the already twisted bulkhead behind Huai Shi burst apart. All Huai Shi saw was darkness as Lei Feizhou rammed him into the next compartment.

That overwhelming Power didn't stop, continuing to thunder forward. Then, another bulkhead shattered under the impact.

Huai Shi opened his mouth, spitting out fragments of organs and congealed blood, which hit the ground with a SIZZLE.

The lightning arcing from Lei Feizhou had almost pierced Huai Shi completely through.

But Lei Feizhou wasn't faring well either.

Even if Huai Shi had no strength left, he could still move a pinky finger—especially when aiming for an eye socket...

The last Blessed Crossbow Arrow fired from the Broken Ballista pierced deeply into Lei Feizhou's left eye, leaving only a short end sticking out.

Blood gushed out.

Lei Feizhou screamed. Reaching out, his sharp claws snatched Huai Shi from the ground, gripping his neck and lifting him. But in that instant, for some reason, his hand went limp...

It felt like a cramp—a sudden numbness that came and went in an instant.

It was so brief it seemed as if it had never happened, yet it was utterly abnormal.

In the Reflection from a broken porthole, he thought he saw a familiar shadow flickering behind him—like a Ghost.

Someone was standing behind him.

"Who's there!"

He instinctively turned his head.

But he saw nothing.

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his neck.

In that moment of slowed reaction, Huai Shi broke free. He scrutinized Lei Feizhou's exposed neck—bathed in the flickering lightning, it looked as temptingly vulnerable as a choice cut of meat under a spotlight.

He grinned, revealing his sharp canines.

Time to eat!

And so, the Werewolf let out a painful howl!

When the Vampire's sharp canines pierced his neck, a wave of dizziness followed—the result of toxins on the Vampire's teeth. But then, the canines felt like red-hot iron nails, bringing waves of scorching pain.

The pure silver Holy Words embedded in the canines were frantically purifying everything—both Lei Feizhou and Huai Shi himself.

But what terrified him was that the lightning he once wielded as easily as his own limbs began to dissipate rapidly, along with his regressive Werewolf State.

The blessing granted by the God Spirit was being consumed at a rate dozens of times faster than he anticipated. No, it was being *stolen*... As his blood was drawn, this Power flowed with it into Huai Shi's body, converted into pure life essence.

Wasn't the very essence of the Vampire's Mark to use blood as a medium to steal and consume the victim's life, Power, and everything else?

Even if the blood, thick with lightning, seared Huai Shi's face with a SIZZLE, the charred surface would soon peel away, and pale flesh and skin would regenerate beneath.