Vampire God in the Apocalypse

Chapter 249: 246. The two cannibals

Dexter was still in the room, cultivating and restoring his spirit energy quickly as he had used quite a lot in the labyrinth earlier.

Soon, the entire castle shook as a loud bang sounded from above.

"A battle has already begun on the upper floors?" Kila was surprised by this, as it hadn't been long since the moon faced the castle.

Footsteps were heard as the four of them went out of the room. At the other end of the hall, two shadowy silhouettes passed through the corridors and approached them.

Jude and Collins were ready to take on the incoming danger. The silhouettes stopped running, revealing two people laughing menacingly at the scene before them.

One of them was skinny and wore a black combat outfit. The other was muscular compared to the first, wearing brown clothing all around and with a big axe strapped to his back. He seemed even more menacing than the skinny one.

"Don't worry, lads, these veteran vampires will lead you all in this first blood moon of yours." The skinny man licked his lips and then bared his fangs at them.

"Who are you guys?" Collins asked them.

"We... Troy and Stanley." The skinny one was the first to make a move.

He immediately blurred away from his location, and Collins gritted his teeth and charged forward.

From the shadows of the door, the man leapt out, wielding two sickles in his hands, which were wrapped in a strange dark energy.

Collins didn't fret, and with a wave of his hand, a strong wind blew the skinny man away. Then, he shot backward, moving only one foot away in the blink of an eye.

An axe came down in front of him, and with a bored expression, he punched the other vampire, sending him flying.

"Hahahahaha! Here I was thinking you'd be no fun!! Come on!!" The skinny man shouted maniacally as he moved towards Collins at an even greater speed than before.

Kila gasped as something clicked in her mind.

"Troy and Stanley? I know these two vampires. They were in the blood moon five thousand years ago. My former coven leader always talked about how annoying they were," she said, and then she became worried.

These were vampires that have witnessed more than three eras within the span of their lifetime.

A vampire gets stronger the longer they live naturally. The apocalypse leveling system only helps to simplify everything.

Collins was taking both of them on his own without pulling out his weapon, and then Skull jumped up on the roof, standing upside down and gazing at Jude.

"I can't believe you're a vampire knight. How are you so strong?" Stanley asked as he took a step back. Find exclusive content at m|v-l-NovelBin.net

Meanwhile, Troy was still going with wide smiles on his face. He was knocked back a while after too, and he gazed at Stanley from behind Collins, and they both smiled.

Collins watched Troy as wings ripped out of his back, his skin darkened, and his claws became black in color. His eyes turned pitch black with a red dot inside, and the same thing was happening to Stanley.

"Are your comrades that confident in you? To let you fight on your own, are they perhaps protecting that coven leader of yours?" Troy said with a hiss. Collins didn't reply to him and only waited patiently.

"They are, aren't they?" Troy glanced back at Kila, Lily, and Jude, who stared at him.

"Hehehe, when we're done with you, they're next." The demonic-looking Troy lunged at him, making the ground shake a bit.

Collins noticed that his speed had increased by a wide margin. He frowned, and then a sword appeared in his hand.

He blocked with his sword and then glanced back at the other man. His eyes immediately turned slit-like, like a serpent's, and his sclera turned golden.

Stanley immediately fell to the ground as his gaze met Collins'. He immediately witnessed the surroundings go dark, and he only saw these gigantic-looking eyes staring at him. He fell to the floor, cowering in fear, unable to stop looking at those eyes.

"Stanley!!" Troy shouted as he saw his friend on the ground, and then he smirked at Collins.

"You really are something, aren't you?" He smiled, and then his entire body became covered in a black, ominous aura that made the temperature in the air drop.

He sped towards Collins, and Collins brandished his sword as he clashed with the vampire. The vampire managed to hold his ground, and they began to battle it out.

Collins was dancing around with his sword, not even giving Troy the space to attack, and they were both on the defensive. However, neither of them backed down.

Collins slashed a finger off Troy's hand, and one of the sickles fell to the ground.

Troy pulled Collins close and stabbed the second sickle into his chest, but received a kick to his stomach.

'Once I drink his blood, it'll be okay. I'll be a count finally, and these folks watching would be no match for me,' Troy thought to himself, and then he dashed forward again.

He raised his hands, and whips made out of shadows came out from the surroundings and wrapped around Collins, who was about to strike back.

His claws were ready to rip out Collins' heart, and he already got close to Collins before the pressure in the surroundings increased by a large margin, and he fell to the ground.

'What? What is this pressure?' He felt stuck to the ground, and he couldn't even move his body.

He gritted his teeth as he forced his head to look up, and then he saw Collins, who stood over him.

"I heard that you are more than a thousand years old. You wanted my blood to rank up?" Collins said in disbelief and then he couldn't struggle anymore as it got harder if he struggled upwards.

"Who... Are you people?" Troy asked as he saw his life flashing before his eyes.

"We... Are the sun walkers. And I, am a God."