Breaching Viktor’s Manor

David was stunned.

The next second.

David frantically winked at Katherine. After all, Selena before him was his goddess. If it weren’t for Selena, David wouldn’t have found a way to join the Death Walkers, nor would he have been led deeper and deeper by Craven.

It was all Craven’s fault.

David hated Craven to death. If it weren’t for this guy’s seduction, how could he have done something like drinking human blood? How could his brain have malfunctioned to the point of trying to wash away the bloodline from his father’s side in such a self-deceiving way? He wouldn’t have been so foolish as to directly challenge his father.

It was all Craven’s seduction.

David had only one thought: he hoped his sister could help him conceal this matter. Who knew what his goddess would think if she heard about it.

Katherine’s lips curved slightly upwards, then she pointed at David: "You mean this one? This one is grounded. I’m here to keep him company."

It’s over!

David wailed internally.

Selena said with some confusion, "Grounded? Grounded by Mr. Black King?"

Katherine corrected her, "It’s White King, White King."

Black King sounded so unpleasant. If Daddy were called Black King, what would she be, Black Princess?

No way.

She would have Daddy change this awful name.

Katherine thought to herself, then nodded and said, "This guy did something, so he’s being punished with confinement in the basement."

Selena nodded and glanced at David.

The latter forced a smile and didn’t offer any explanation.

Selena then withdrew her gaze and didn’t ask what David had done wrong. In fact, Selena had a pretty good impression of David.

As for why?

Before David appeared, Craven had clung to her like a piece of dog skin plaster, and like a rutting beast, his conversations always revolved around sex.

Selena was annoyed, but Craven was the second-in-command, and it wasn’t Viktor’s reign right now, so she couldn’t openly fall out with Craven.

But ever since David appeared, the situation had changed.

It seemed Craven was trying to curry favor with David. To the point that when David appeared, Craven even seemed to be trying to set her up with David.

Although David’s gaze towards her also contained elements of courtship, at least this nascent vampire, perhaps due to his age or other reasons, seemed more bashful. Selena knew David had feelings for her, but every time she spoke with David, she felt like she was being hit on by a pure-hearted vampire.

Moreover.

David didn’t act arrogantly just because his mother was Emilia.

Therefore.

Yes.

Selena did have a certain impression of David. He was an introverted and shy vampire. Every time he met Selena, this little vampire would brag about sleeping with other female vampires, as if he were trying to express his so-called attractiveness to her in a different way.

Hmm.

It sounded similar to a certain famous second-generation rich kid.

Except that rich kid had intelligence but lacked emotional intelligence, while this unfilial son David lacked both intelligence and emotional intelligence. At the very least, Tony Stark wouldn’t be so easily fooled.

After withdrawing her gaze, Selena looked at Katherine: "Your father had already predicted that Lucian wouldn’t follow his instructions?"

Katherine said, "Of course. Lucian isn’t a foolish idiot like Craven who is powerless but ambitious. Look, he’s just like my foolish brother. Daddy doesn’t even care about them. Lucian has both strength and ambition, so how could he obediently follow someone else’s script?"

Selena nodded thoughtfully, "These werewolves have evolved."

She had been waiting for the werewolves in the secret passage. As it turned out, they did come, but it seemed these werewolves intended to kill her directly. Fortunately, Selena had made some preparations and managed to escape. Then, she rushed to the ancient castle without delay.

Katherine comforted her, "Don’t worry, we’ll just watch a movie here. Daddy will take care of them all."

Tonight, all the vampire guards in the ancient castles surrounding the forest where this castle was located had been withdrawn into the castle. The purpose was to preserve their strength while allowing Lucian to lead his main force into the trap that had already been set for him.

At this very moment.

The war in Viktor’s manor was also nearing its end.

The forty giant wolves, the size of cars, in their wolf forms, were rampaging through the battlefield, tearing apart vampires that ordinary werewolves couldn’t even fight.

The vampires had suffered heavy losses and were on the verge of collapse.

The werewolves were also not faring well.

Looking around, the number of surviving werewolves was no longer the sea of people it was at the beginning. The ground was covered with the corpses of werewolves and vampires.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that blood flowed like a river.

The werewolf army, which could have been divided into three routes, now only had these more than two hundred wolves left, who were still clearing out the resisting forces.

There were still vampires resisting in the manor.

However…

They were all cowards, or vampires who used waking up Viktor and Marcus as an excuse to refuse to come out and die.

This is good.

It saves me the trouble of waiting for you all to wake up before I kill you.

Lucian had already learned of Selena’s escape from the first werewolves who arrived, but Lucian didn’t care. By the time he finished dealing with Viktor and Marcus, he felt he would be invincible.

BOOM!

After a deafening explosion.

Two fully transformed giant wolves smashed through the manor’s gates. Immediately after, accompanied by screams from within the manor, came the werewolves swarming in, laughing maniacally as they slaughtered the vampires.

The tables have turned.

As much fun as you had hunting us back then, we’re going to have that much fun killing you now.

Come and feel it.

In the side hall meeting room of the ancient castle.

The thirty-six vampire council members watched the real-time satellite footage of the werewolf army completely breaching the vampires’ defenses and pouring in. Their faces turned pale.

It seemed…

The scene of their first crushing defeat and hasty retreat, led by Lucian and the werewolf army, replayed in their minds.

"Whoosh!"

"Roar!"

"Thud!"

Lake expressionlessly retracted his right hand, ignoring the mist of blood erupting at the meeting room entrance. He scanned the thirty-five vampire council members at the table. "I said, watch. Watch carefully."

Everyone felt a renewed sense of dread as the power that erupted in that moment washed over them.

Katherine, taking a deep breath, said to Lake, "If Lucian kills Marcus and Viktor, do you think we’ll be able to escape?"

Lake chuckled softly. "I have high hopes for you, Councilman Katherine, so I’ll forgive you for speaking out this time. Sit down, watch carefully. I promise you, this show will be absolutely spectacular."

Katherine: "…"

Lake had learned from Emilia that this Katherine held a level of prestige second only to Marcus within Marcus’s faction. Therefore, if he could win over Katherine, it would greatly facilitate the smooth takeover of Marcus’s assets.

To reiterate.

Lake wanted Emilia to inherit a VAM Consortium that was intact, with losses not exceeding forty percent, not some hollow shell.

So…

Considering the above, it was clear that subduing Katherine would yield better results than simply killing her.

Katherine and the others felt this was a war.

Lake, on the other hand, felt it was merely a "subversion game," and frankly, this subversion game was much easier than those in the small countries of Africa.

Just drink some tea, chat, wait for the enemy to arrive, and let them finish the fight.

Katherine looked at Lake, who was casually speaking from the head seat and drinking Bourbon from his cup. She took a deep breath and finally sat down.

Just now, his subordinate had fled.

And the result?

Katherine hadn’t even seen Lake make a move before his subordinate had turned into a mist of blood.

In Viktor’s manor.

"Please!"

"Please don’t kill me, plea—"

"Ugh…"

A werewolf looked at the vampire kneeling and begging for mercy and unhesitatingly pounced. Back then, they werewolves had been in the same position. And the result?

Dead werewolves are good werewolves.

That saying now returns to you.

Dead vampires are good vampires.

BOOM!

In the awakening hall.

Two giant wolves repeatedly slammed against the iron door that sealed it. The impact was earth-shattering, but the massive iron door seemed completely unaffected.

"Get out of the way!"

"ROAR!"

Lucian, walking over from not far away, let out a furious roar. He lunged forward, transforming into his wolf form in mid-air. His fur, a striking yellow that was almost golden, was exceptionally conspicuous.

With a deafening roar.

The iron door, which had remained unmoved despite the repeated collisions by several wolves, now crumbled and fell with Lucian’s impact.

At this moment.

The dozens of vampires hiding in the Awakening Hall all screamed in unison as they watched the yellow giant wolf, a full two meters tall, nearly breaking through the iron gate as it entered.

Two mummified corpses in the Awakening Hall were particularly eye-catching.

Viktor.

Marcus.

"Viktor, Marcus…"

Lucian, who had transformed into a yellow giant wolf, looked at the two men, the flames in his eyes burning fiercely. "Are you ready to be devoured by me?"

Marcus and Viktor had just been awakened by these vampires with mixed bloodlines. Their minds were filled with chaotic images and unclear words, a feeling that made them both extremely uncomfortable.

But the strongest and clearest signal they received was that the werewolf had come to their doorstep.

"Lucian?"

Viktor, who had grabbed a vampire and was directly draining its blood, his body gradually recovering from its withered state, glanced at Marcus beside him and then spoke to Lucian, buying time for himself and Marcus. "Where is Emilia?"

Lucian roared and opened his massive maw, lunging towards Viktor.

During this stalling period, Lucian had already attacked once.

This time.

He would rather kill Viktor and Marcus first, and then speak to their corpses.

Die!