She is not an investigator.

Just like a real vampire, pale and ugly.

He did not attack Ash, but he also did not intend to let Ash leave.

He has fewer and fewer of his own kind around him, and his stomach is growing bigger and bigger. Even vampires have become his food. They look like him and can hardly even speak.

He has lost himself and only remembers eating.

He will devour his own kind, devour everything that comes near him, turning them all into nourishment and power.

This was the solution he came up with: to use greater power to break the predetermined course of events.

Let's end this farce.

The bizarre stage play – The City of Gluttonous Bloodthirsty Thugs: Chapter 41, Let's Burn It to Ashes

Finally, his devouring ended, and he was left with no companions or anything else to devour.

So he turned his attention to Ash, to the sheriff who was trying to escape.

The encirclement had been broken, and without any hesitation, he immediately ran towards the street in the distance.

The monster's body was enormous, and its movement was equally slow. If they could create distance and find an opportunity to contact other volunteers…

No, that's not right.

His running pace suddenly slowed down.

Perhaps he could indeed escape, and escaping is the best option at this moment. Seeking support from headquarters or the military would be the best solution.

He had no chance of defeating a monster of this size on his own, with his dulled longsword and his crossbow bolts that were now empty.

But it seems he can't just leave like that.

As a sheriff, he is the only remaining and sole guardian of this city.

He probably can't leave like this.

This monster always seeks out more food, moving towards more prosperous neighborhoods and attacking innocent citizens who are still fast asleep.

This monster cannot leave this place; if it does, the consequences will be far more unbearable.

But the phone line had been cut, and he would have a hard time contacting outside support during this time. Facing the monster alone, it was uncertain whether he could even survive.

His presence would serve no purpose and might even turn him into its food source.

If he leaves, it will advance unimpeded into the residential area, and most of the people still asleep will be in grave danger.

If he had to make a choice, what would he choose?

Should we go and die? Or should we run away?

He can't be of much help, and even if he stays, he might not be able to stop it for very long.

If he leaves now, he will survive and, after contacting headquarters, will still be able to mitigate the damage to some extent.

Although he may never be able to forgive himself because of his guilt, at this moment, it seems that there is only one choice.

"Leave...?"

He turned his head and looked at the enormous creature that kept reaching out its palms to him, but whose movement was extremely slow due to its overly bulky body.

It is craving more food. If it really eats enough, will it really be easy to get rid of?

If he leaves now, will he truly receive reinforcements before the city is completely wiped out?

He didn't have as much time to choose as he had imagined. Even though it seemed to be moving slowly, it was rapidly closing the distance between itself and Ash.

What should he do now?

"I shouldn't be too late, sir."

What emerges under the cover of night is a glimmer of hope.

With light steps, a long staircase paved with flames slowly came to his side.

"What are you struggling with? Perhaps I can help you get rid of this trouble for the time being."

Igris adjusted her hat with her pistol, and her straight sword sprang out from her hand.

"There are still many people in this city who need to be saved. As a sheriff, fighting may not be the only option. There are still many ways to uphold justice... Don't be too confused. At least, I'm here to watch over you."

Corresponding to her voice was a call coming from not far away.

Surrounded by a dense swarm of humanoid vampires, was the figure he had been searching for.

"...Are you okay?"

He wavered. Perhaps Igris was right; there are many ways to interpret justice, and sacrifice is not necessarily the best way. His life still had desires that needed to be fulfilled.

"Of course, I've never had a problem. Especially with something like this... big guy."

Compared to her petite figure, the confidence in her words was dazzlingly striking.

He might not be able to completely trust Igris directly, but he had no other choice at the moment.

"Before dawn."

He started walking and never looked back.

"Before dawn."

Igris glanced at his departing figure and slowly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

"Ah—it's not nice to say it like this, but it seems like it's been a long time since I've had the chance to enjoy this kind of pure combat."

She wasn't talking to herself, but to someone who was always there for her no matter what.

"Don't expect me to come out and help; I'm incredibly sleepy," the caretaker said.

“Of course not,” Igris replied.

"It will be completely burned to ashes before dawn."

boom--!

An even more intense burst of flame erupted from her body. Facing the enormous figure approaching her, she couldn't help but chuckle and took a step forward.

One step, two steps.

Her pace quickened, and the intervals between her steps widened. Facing the arms of two men, which were as thick as they could hug, she neither flinched nor avoided them, but instead took the initiative to move forward.

Then, he fired.

boom--!

A brilliant flash of fire traced a beautiful arc across the night sky, striking precisely the gaping maw and piercing its skin.

It began to feel pain, began to roar, and finally its arm came down, attempting to smash Igris into a pulp.

However, as its attack landed, it was not met with a perfect result. Instead, Igris's exquisite footwork caused its heavy attack to miss its target by a hair's breadth.

"Oh...be careful."

Igris staggered slightly, because although the heavy attack had missed, the intense tremor still affected her light weight.

As the blade in her hand pierced the arm, she regained her balance and suddenly flipped over and jumped onto it.

The flames beneath her feet quickly ignited its arms, spreading rapidly upwards accompanied by an even more piercing wail.

The flames burned along its arm all the way to its bloated body, accompanied by crackling and burning sounds. It was forced to retract its arm and shake it violently, trying to shake off the flames and Igris along with it.

Of course, the flames could hardly escape its body, but as it wished, Igris's figure did indeed fall from it.

Seeing this, it almost instantly ignored the so-called flame burns, its huge body suddenly plunging downwards, while opening its mouth to reveal a mouthful of sharp teeth.

Its movements were much faster than expected; almost in the blink of an eye, Igris's body fell into its mouth and was about to be split in two.

But as its sharp teeth converged, Igris's body shattered like a phantom at that moment.

Then, that familiar voice, like a nightmare, slowly rang in its ears.

You guessed wrong.

The Bizarre Stage Play – The City of Gluttonous Bloodthirsty Thugs: Chapter 42, The Wild Dogs' Way Out

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The barely audible sound was the sound of a straight sword piercing flesh.

But what followed was the sound of flames powerful enough to incinerate all flesh and blood.

Flames erupted from the blade and began to burn within its body, like a virus embedded in its blood, rapidly devouring its life.

It began to wail and cry, and kept trying to scratch at the back of its neck to catch Igris standing there.

But its arms could not wrap around its massive body, and it was helpless against the burning of its neck and back.

The flames showed no mercy, and large pieces of charred flesh fell off its body. The nutrients it had obtained from its food also began to dissolve rapidly under the high temperature.

Instead of remaining standing, Igris leaped downwards. In mid-air, she raised her hands as if trying to grasp the night sky above her, and slowly plummeted.

The next instant, a pale hand emerged from the void, grasped her hand, and as their fingers intertwined, a silver-white figure appeared in her sight and embraced her.

Two figures plummeted to the ground with a heavy thud, raising clouds of dust in the process.

The caretaker slowly put Igris down from her arms, not forgetting to roll her eyes at her.

As she raised her arm, the enormous figure, almost engulfed in flames, suddenly froze, and striking green patterns began to appear on its body, which were then quickly peeled away.

Soon, its enormous body began to shrink, and all the green patterns gathered in the caretaker's hand, transforming into yet another green sphere.

The enormous monster, which had stood tens of meters tall, lost its original size and transformed back into the vampire it once was.

His body was almost torn apart, half of it was blackened and turned into a charred mess.

Without a doubt, if he were human, he would have no chance of surviving at this moment.

But he is not.

Clang—!

The silver-white blade was instantly drawn, and the crippled body appeared in front of Igris, but the weapon in his hand could no longer advance even an inch.

That's enough.

In front of Igris, the other half of the longsword blocked his attack and pushed it out forcefully, causing the already weakened vampire to fall heavily to the ground.

"It's come to this point, and you still aren't going to admit defeat?"