Chapter 679: Wrong Answer! Call Me Nightwalker

Watching the dark figure disappear, Luke looked at the center of the dance floor.

A model trembled with her head in her hands, and there was a suspicious pool of liquid on the floor between her legs.

He then turned to look at the three women behind the couch who were staring at him warily.

He waved at them.

After a brief hesitation, the three women walked out, each holding a small pistol.

Luke secretly praised them. As expected of Vanessa’s best friends! Even as models, they didn’t forget to carry guns on them.

If Alexander had been in cahoots with an ordinary gang, it was hard to say who would be taking care of whom.

“The monsters we killed have quite a lot of power here. You can’t afford to offend them. Leave Europe as soon as possible,” he said.

Pointing at the frightened model on the dance floor, Luke reminded them, “Take her and the models upstairs away. Tell them to keep their mouths shut, or those monsters will find you sooner or later.”

If I don’t kill them first! he added inwardly as he walked to the door.

“Excuse me, who are you?” a woman asked.

Luke looked at her and pondered for a moment. “Nightwalker.” He then turned around and left.

Vanessa’s three friends looked at each other for a moment and felt that the answer was… a little weird.

The tall black man in the black coat and sunglasses was clearly the “daywalker” and “Blade” mentioned by the monsters in the bar.

The guy in the gray and black hooded sweater and mask clearly hadn’t recognized the daywalker.

But he was actually calling himself “nightwalker”? Who did he think he was?

After he left the bar, Luke glanced at a car in the shadows and smiled inwardly. It seemed that this guy wasn’t as cold-blooded as he looked!

The person in the car was the daywalker. After Luke disappeared, he stepped on the gas and drove off.

He wondered where this guy came from.

Judging from his weapons, the man didn’t know much about vampires, but he had killed more than ten vampire servants with ordinary weapons.

It seemed he was just as good as he was? After thinking for a moment, the daywalker gave up on digging deeper.

As long as the man wasn’t an enemy, it wasn’t a problem. He had never been the only enemy that the vampires had.

It was perfectly normal for monsters who fed on human blood to provoke some extraordinary beings.

That was one of the reasons why the vampires had never been able to grow powerful.

At that moment, Luke was on the roof of a factory building. Looking at the image sent through from the drone, he shook his head with a smile.

He wasn’t planning on wrapping things up so easily.

He had finally found a vampire nest, only to run into someone who robbed him of half his gains.

It wasn’t like he could blame the other party for being too enthusiastic.

In the last nest, he had basically killed all the vampire servants and a vampire hybrid.

He checked the system notification.

System: Eliminate the vampire nest and save the models. Completed.

Total experience: 3,000. Total credit: 3,000.

Contribution rate: 50%. EXP +1,500. Credit +1,500.

Host’s experience: 35,880 / 90,000

Credit: 24,580

In just two short days, the vampires and their related forces had given him more than 7,000 experience and credit points.

They truly were as fat as Luke had imagined.

What was even more amazing was that after the vampires and their servants were killed, they didn’t leave anything behind, and directly turned to dust.

It saved him a lot of trouble cleaning up, and it wouldn’t be easy for the authorities to investigate.

Delighted, he watched the eight models emerge from the bar and get into Alexander’s car.

He unhurriedly took out a lollipop and sat on the rooftop with his legs dangling over the edge.

There was a gentle night breeze and it was drizzling. Looking at Coventry’s brightly lit city center in the distance, Luke hummed a song. “When her heart breaks, the girl cries…”

Singing this, he felt that it was a little inappropriate. The girls who had just run away probably really wanted to cry.

He simply switched to another song. “Don’t cry, big sister. Follow your own path…”

Twenty minutes later, more than ten cars arrived at the bar.

Luke adjusted the drone’s surveillance mode, and the bodies and surrounding objects turned blue and red in the surveillance image.

He chuckled.

Vampires were indeed different from humans.

Of the thirty or so people that had shown up, fifteen had a body temperature of 50 degrees, while the other twenty had a regular temperature of around 37 degrees.

A regular person would be long dead with a body temperature of 50 degrees. Only vampires with abnormal blood and blood circulation could move freely with that sort of body temperature.

Earlier, Luke had let off a few people, who were all ordinary humans.

They weren’t vampires, nor were they servants. They were the same as Axelle, and had become lackeys of the vampires for various reasons.

Luke really treated them like dogs.

After beating up a dog, wouldn’t it run back to its owner, crying in pain?

It was just that these “dogs” could talk.

Looking at the person whom practically everyone was subconsciously avoiding, Luke stood up on the edge of the roof and slowly retreated to the other end.

Physical Outburst activated!

Quick Reflex activated!

Gunfighting activated!

Taking a running leap of ten steps, he jumped off the roof and dropped to the ground.

More than thirty people were walking to the entrance of the bar. The person in the middle suddenly raised his head and quickly retreated.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Five highly explosive bullets were fired, and five heads exploded at the same time. The headless bodies collapsed and continued to twitch on the ground.

Luke had already put his M500 back into his holster. With a flick of his wrists, he grabbed two short stakes.

Bang, bang! Bang, bang!

The moment he landed, he hit the heads of two vampire servants with his stakes.

Two deep dents appeared in their heads, and sparks flew out before they exploded.

Almost at the same time, the headless bodies of the five vampire servants whose heads had blown up exploded into sparks.

Everybody was shocked.

A few people even shouted, “Daywalker!”

“Blade!”

Chuckling, Luke charged forward and stabbed the two vampire servants in their hearts with his stakes. “Wrong answer. You can call me Nightwalker!”

The two vampire servants howled miserably as their bodies quickly turned to dust after their hearts were pierced.

“Don’t panic! Shoot him!” someone roared.

Luke, however, smiled.

You want to play guns with me in close combat? Do you also know how to use guns at close range?

Physical Outburst gave him a huge boost in strength and made his senses and reactions faster, pushing Luke’s gunfighting skills to a higher level.

Gunfighting had always been made up of two parts.

The first part was how to hit the opponent, and the second part was how to predict, dodge, and intercept the opponent’s shots.

Thus, even if Luke didn’t have a gun, he was still using the second part of his ability.