The Werewolf and Vampire Second War Begins

Who is Lucian?

He is the leader who ignited the werewolves’ yearning for freedom and led them out of slavery to become what are called free wolves.

If Craven is the type of person with ambition but not the corresponding strength, then Lucian is an ambitious man who possesses both the ambition and the corresponding strength.

Moreover…

Lucian is also smarter than Craven.

If Lucian is smart, then he should know what kind of path Lake has designated for him, a path that leads to death even after revenge.

And.

Lucian’s target is not just Viktor and Marcus; the people he wants to kill, from the beginning until now, have included Emilia.

So, will Lucian just sit back and wait for death?

Without neutralizing Michael Corvin’s blood, perhaps he would, because Lake absolutely suppresses him in terms of strength. But now? With greatly increased strength, Lucian, who is now both a werewolf and a vampire due to Michael Corvin’s bloodline, will he still submit to Lake because of strength issues?

The cowardly ones might.

Paris would too.

But Lucian is a freedom fighter, a werewolf who swore to change the world. Lucian’s demands are not just to kill the Three Vampire Elders, but also to swap the status of werewolves and vampires.

If one Elder still exists, Lucian’s dream cannot be realized.

So.

What Lucian will choose, the answer is self-evident.

Lake has always been a winner-take-all kind of person, and Lucian might be the same.

This hundred million US dollars is for self-defense.

At the same time…

It’s also to help Emilia establish her authority tonight.

"When will the Council arrive?"

"They are already on their way."

The members of the Vampire Council are not just mere councilors; they are also the leaders of the various regional branches of the VAM Consortium. At tomorrow night’s awakening ceremony, these thirty-six vampire councilors will accompany Emilia to the manor. Under their witness, according to the rules, the next century’s vampire ruler will be awakened.

Tonight, these people will arrive at Emilia’s first to summarize the development of the vampire clan over the past century. Then, with Emilia’s consent, the content of this century will be compiled into a book for the vampire clansmen to watch and understand.

These thirty-six councilors are also evenly distributed in terms of influence.

Emilia, Marcus, and Viktor, the vampires converted by these three, each hold twelve seats. With the principle of fair distribution, this ensures that while the two Elders are in slumber, these twelve direct descendants can continue to lead their respective clans to develop stably and orderly.

If Emilia wants to establish a dictatorship, the support of these councilors is indispensable.

After all, even if Viktor and Marcus die, the councilors from their respective factions will not agree to Emilia’s dictatorship. They will only say that new Elders will be chosen from their factions, and the balance of the three Elders will be restored.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to gather these thirty-six people.

But tonight is different.

The thirty-six councilors will come to pay their respects to Emilia, and then they will travel together by train to Budapest to witness the awakening ceremony.

Because, in the eyes of the other two factions’ councils, if an Elder wants to establish a dictatorship, they would choose the early to mid-century, not find a critical juncture like this. As the thirty-six councilors arrive, the vampire soldiers from Viktor and Marcus’s factions have already been stationed in the manor. As long as the current ruler has any intentions, they will simultaneously awaken the two sleeping Elders.

Very.

The protective measures are very thorough.

But Lake still wants to play the game tonight: "I’ve spoken, who agrees, who opposes?"

It’s just a matter of killing, after all.

The more people killed, the more positions will be vacated, and the more positions can be rewarded. The social hierarchy of vampires has been too rigid for too long; it’s time for a fresh bloodline.

A new order, a new atmosphere.

Perfect.

This is also a kind of subversion of power in a sense. Lake is very familiar with this. After all, when he was in the army, he led teams many times, and with the CIA’s intelligence, they stirred up trouble in small countries. Whoever didn’t listen to the Federal Father, the Federal Father would make them step down. Only obedient children get candy; disobedient ones are rebellious sons, and you won’t even have a grave left for them.

Grandpa Sun sets, and Aunt Moon takes over.

RUMBLE!

Lake and Emilia looked up. Dark clouds covered the sky, and it started to rain.

Pitter-patter!

In Viktor’s manor.

The Death Walkers began to don their gear, loaded with ammunition and magazines.

Craven wiped his face, "Where is Selena?"

Luke glanced around, "I haven’t seen her. After she left the study last night, she went out. She probably hasn’t returned yet."

Craven was silent for a moment, then quickly walked to the entrance of the slumbering hall.

There.

He had two guards he trusted the most, whom he had arranged himself.

"Remember, no one gets in. The awakening ritual is tomorrow."

"Understood."

Craven felt a tremor run through his body. Tonight, he would either become a true hero or cannon fodder. For Craven, there was no third option.

If the other clans found out Lucian wasn’t dead, his lie would be exposed without mercy, and he wouldn’t be able to bear the elders’ wrath.

He wished he could agree to Lucian’s plan and hand over the key to the manor’s secret passage so Lucian could come for revenge.

But was that possible?

Setting aside whether Lucian could take on all the vampires in the manor, even if he did, how would Craven explain it? How would he explain to the other vampires that they should let him, Craven, be the regent leading them?

Therefore, Lucian had presented Craven with a choice that offered no choice at all.

So, Craven decided to flip the table.

Preemptive strike.

Craven’s excuse this time was that the hiding werewolves intended to cause trouble during the awakening day. Tonight, he would use himself as bait to lure the werewolves deep into a trap and capture them.

Hmm.

A beautiful thought.

Because Lucian was thinking the same thing.

At this very moment, Lucian was in the sewers, summoning his wolf kin. They were a dark, dense mass, appearing as if they could block the entire developed sewer system of Budapest.

Rainwater poured through countless manhole covers, rising with the unique scent of the sewers. These werewolves, each with a blank expression, awaited their leader Lucian’s command.

Their blood was hot.

Because after tonight, when the sun rose tomorrow, they would no longer have to hide. They and the vampires who hunted them everywhere would finally have a shift in the balance of power.

Lucian looked expressionlessly at the nearly fifty werewolves in front of him, whose power was second only to his, each with a unique aura.

These fifty werewolves had feasted on Michael Corvin’s blood.

A tool needs to be used to its fullest potential.

And these fifty werewolves, who had also fused with vampire blood, were Lucian’s current source of confidence.

There was an inside informant from Lucian within the vampire manor.

Selena.

Perhaps Craven himself didn’t know that all his plans were being fully observed by Lucian through Selena’s reports.

After all, Selena was also an elder vampire. Naturally, in her early years, Selena had converted a few vampires, some of whom also lived in Viktor’s manor.

Therefore.

Craven thought he was striking first, but Lucian was using a strategy to counter his strategy.

Don’t blame me.

I let you use my flesh and blood to rise to power back then. Now you want to break our agreement, so you can die. I’ll leave your body intact.

Soon.

Lucian completed his troop deployment.

One group went ahead to infiltrate the entrance of the secret passage, awaiting Selena’s inside help from the manor. Then, another group, under the cover of night, quietly headed towards the ancient castle where Emilia was currently located. The remaining group followed Lucian to the rendezvous.

Three divisions.

After so many years of discreet development, although his wolf kin were still discovered and killed by the vampires, the current number of werewolves was enough for Lucian to deploy them in three divisions.

Boom!

It was the same old place, a place birds wouldn’t come, a place Budapest residents wouldn’t come on a rainy day – an outdoor junkyard on the outskirts.

Death Walkers hid in the concealed surroundings.

A black car stopped at the empty, familiar spot.

Craven sat inside the car with a grim expression, his legs trembling involuntarily.

Ten minutes had passed since the agreed-upon time.

Lucian still hadn’t arrived.

Just as Craven was starting to get impatient, even feeling that something was wrong, a vampire outside said, "They’re here."

Craven snapped back to attention, sensing something amiss, then shook his head.

Vampires could sense very distant presences, but in the rain, especially in this downpour, their sensory range was greatly limited.

Not far away.

Lucian, still looking like a hippie, along with his usual retinue, walked towards the agreed-upon location in the pouring rain, completely unfazed by being wet.

The vampire subordinate, expressionless as ever, made a gesture for Lucian to get in the car.

But times had changed.

"Roar!"

"Ahhh!"

Lucian’s subordinate, whose bloodline had also been neutralized like Michael Corvin’s, appeared with supernatural speed, like a phantom, in front of the vampire subordinate. His head transformed into a wolf’s head, and he lunged forward, biting down.

The vampire subordinate screamed.

The next second.

His body rapidly shriveled. In an instant, the werewolf subordinate had completely drained all the blood from the vampire’s body.

Craven’s face changed drastically inside the car.

He got out of the car.

Craven stepped out and questioned Lucian, "What are you do…"

"Awooo!"

"Awooo-awooo-awooo!"

Lucian immediately gave an order and then appeared before Craven. Like a shadow, he seized Craven, who was trying to escape. Under Craven’s terrified and disbelieving gaze, Lucian bit directly into Craven’s neck, greedily sucking Craven’s blood.

Around the junkyard, wolf howls mingled with the sounds of gunfire, erupting incessantly.

The second war between the vampires and the werewolves officially began!