Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 189 The Vampire's Surprise Attack

On the evening of November 11, 1932, outside Berlin,

A group of pale-faced young men and women stood atop a tree, gazing at Berlin in the distance—the brightly lit city. By this time, electric lights had spread to major cities throughout Europe; except for some remote areas that still used oil lamps, many parts of Europe had entered the world of "cities that never sleep."

"Ah, Berlin... The last time I came here was when Frederick I was still King of Prussia. He gave me a crystal wine glass, which I loved and still keep to this day. I never imagined that more than two hundred years later, when I came here again, the former Prussia would have become Germany... Heh."

Among the many young men and women was a middle-aged man dressed in an old-fashioned style, his clothes bearing the strong influence of an old Italian city-state. Gazing at the brightly lit city, he inexplicably smiled.

He probably never imagined that he, who once held immense power within the Holy Roman Empire, would one day have to infiltrate this city. However, this is also one of the vampires' weaknesses. In order to avoid being discovered by witchers and the Inquisition, the nearly immortal vampires must fake their deaths to abandon worldly power and fully enter the hidden world of dark creatures. Those vampires who are unwilling to relinquish worldly power will eventually be eliminated one by one.

The scientifically advanced real world and the supernatural world hidden behind it both meander forward, fighting and compromising with each other, ultimately shaping the entirety of human history.

Because he had abandoned worldly power, the middle-aged man couldn't even openly enter the former capital of Prussia. With a lifespan of three hundred years, he couldn't walk in the sunlight; the "daywalker" was merely a legend even in the dark world. As for the "perfect daywalker," perhaps only the legendary progenitor of vampires, Cain, could achieve that.

However, according to the order among vampires, many cities have their own vampire elders, and the city and even the surrounding area are their territory. As a fellow vampire elder, he should have greeted them before passing through, but the purpose of his trip could not be known to others...

Therefore, he could only lead his many young vampires to try to evade the local vampire elders and infiltrate the Nazi Party in Berlin.

"Elder, is it necessary to do this?"

Beside him, a young vampire asked in bewilderment. He had been a vampire for less than fifty years, and was considered a newborn among vampires. He couldn't understand why the elder would defy the order of the vampire clan to break into the city of Berlin. But the elder just sneered.

"Child, you are too young to understand what that really means."

As he spoke, the elder closed his eyes in silence and murmured to himself.

"The Key to the World..."

The Key to the World, the Dark Witch, the Strange Voice... that thing has many names, and for four hundred years, countless things have tried to find it, for it is said to contain the secrets of this world.

It fell into the hands of witchers and wizards, but was ultimately lost to them. Even brief encounters with it forged several legendary and powerful beings whose names still resonate in the dark world today. Correspondingly, ancient institutions such as the Priory of Sion attempted to safeguard it, but it will never truly be possessed by anyone, not even the Priory of Sion, who knows it best.

It was destined to be lost from the hands of mortals; it was not a divine object that mortals could possess.

For some powerful beings, it meant the secret of the disappearance of gods and demons, a treasure that gave them the opportunity to ascend to the throne of gods. But for dark beings like vampire elders, it meant powerful strength and ancient wisdom.

By sheer chance, the vampire elder finally tracked it down. A mortal had seen the treasure, and after getting the answer from the dead mortal, it was overjoyed and brought its entire family here.

"Power, immense power..."

Opening his eyes, the vampire elder's gaze was filled with longing.

Accompanied by the mournful hooting of an owl, its figure transformed into a swarm of bats and flew towards the brightly lit city of Berlin, with many young vampires beside it also transforming into bats and following behind.

……

The Nazi Party headquarters in Berlin was deserted.

Because of the carnival celebrations, there were hardly any people stationed here. The vampire elders didn't even have to lift a finger; the young vampires simply drained the guards' blood and stormed straight into the headquarters of Germany's largest ruling party.

Accompanied by deep darkness, the vampire elder, his pale face as cold as frost, strode toward the room of the Nazi Party leader, Adolf Hitler, where some of his important possessions and government documents were kept.

There was no one inside, which was normal, since Adolf didn't live here much; he was busy with official duties and traveled to various parts of Germany every day, so he was probably somewhere in Germany right now. However, the vampire elder didn't care about that; his gaze was fixed on the statue placed on the table.

The rust on the statue of the girl in military uniform has long been removed, and every part has been carefully maintained, even shining brightly under the light.

"The Key to the World..."

Muttering as if in a dream, the vampire elder reached out his hand with almost overwhelming excitement. He could clearly feel a strong call emanating from within his body. The call was faint and indistinct in the distance, but when it was close at hand, not only the vampire elder, but also the young vampires could feel the powerful summons.

The hollows in the eyes of the girl in military uniform, where the gemstones had once been taken, were now filled with tiny diamonds. The translucent diamonds reflected light, cold and indifferent, looking down at the vampire elder who was gradually approaching her...

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the entire headquarters was illuminated as if it were daytime. Before anyone could even react, some young vampires were instantly reduced to salt in the light, without even a scream. What happened?!

Before the vampire elder could react, a barrage of bullets rained down.

"Puff puff!!!"

Not far away, German soldiers, who had suddenly appeared at some point, almost completely surrounded the vampires. Each of them carried or held a huge light source, using that light to illuminate the area where the vampires were.

Several groups were using machine guns in front of them to fire wildly at the vampires in the center.

The MG34 machine gun is a new type of machine gun that has not yet been finalized. There are only immature concept machines, but under the will of the state, several were forcibly manufactured to deal with creatures with super regenerative abilities and great strength.

Its theoretical rate of fire is 800-900 rounds per minute, and can reach up to 1500 rounds per minute at its fastest, reaching the pinnacle of single-barreled machine guns. It can even break a tree as thick as a bowl, making it a product of a near-era revolution.

"Musket?"

His flesh and blood were rapidly regenerating, only to be pierced again by a barrage of bullets. In an instant, the vampire elder was riddled with bullets and could barely maintain his consciousness.

In his eyes, a musket was a slow-firing, dangerous weapon that was unlikely to be effective against powerful vampires. A young vampire might be killed by a musket, but for a vampire elder like him who had lived for over two hundred years, such a "toy for mortals" was utterly insignificant.

but……

"how come……"

The shock and rage in his heart were intertwined, but all these confusions could not defy reality or ignore the thousands of steel bullets. The enormous force almost made this vampire elder, who could easily twist steel and subdue elephants, unable to stand up and forced to retreat step by step.

"Don't kill...capture them alive..."

Among the soldiers, commands could be faintly heard.

They didn't want to kill it, they wanted to capture it alive.

The vampire elder realized this; those enormous sources of light were as dazzling as the sun, making it dare not look directly at them. If the vampire elder had learned more about science, it would have known they were ultraviolet lamps. Even though it didn't understand the science, it still understood that these were things vampires couldn't possibly fight against—they were their natural enemies!
Like holy water, crosses, and garlic, they are natural enemies!

The enormous light source could have easily turned all the vampires into salt if it had been lowered just a little more, but the soldiers who suddenly appeared did not do so. Instead, they deliberately formed the light source into an impenetrable net, trapping the numerous vampires within it.

Meanwhile, the barrage of machine gun bullets was constantly draining the vampires' power. Although vampires have a fast regeneration ability and mortal blades are meaningless to them, if they are repeatedly and severely injured, their power will also weaken to the point where they can no longer recover.

"not good……"

The vampire elder could vaguely hear the screams of young vampires, descendants of his family formed from his blood, but he was powerless to save them now.

However, some clever vampires attempted to dig a tunnel to escape. The light source illuminated the entire space, except for the ground. But when one of them broke through the ground, a tremendous force from underground instantly obliterated it…

"It's lightning!"

A voice of despair rang out.

Beneath the excavated earth lay a dense network of barbed wire, with faint arcs of electricity visible on it—lightning, like other natural enemies of vampires.

Impossible! The vampires actually lost to these weak humans! Aaaaaaaahhhhhh...

Before his consciousness faded, a deep sense of resentment lingered in the vampire elder's mind.

……

When everything was over, the soldiers began to clean up the mess, tying up the half-dead vampires and keeping a close watch on their ultraviolet irradiators to prevent any vampires that had feigned death from suddenly attacking.

Under the protection of numerous soldiers, not far away, Adolf Hitler, who had been watching all this, frowned slightly. He stroked his signature mustache, while a respectful scholar beside him seized the opportunity to flatter him, praising him.

"Great leader, even vampires tremble before your mighty army."

(End of this chapter)