Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Hannah pushed her speed to the limit.

The wind howled in my ears, and the scenery rushed past me.

She didn't dare to turn around.

I dare not think about Ashu's current situation.

There was only one thought in my mind.

Head north, to the silent abyss.

Find Lord Guxin, or... die there.

The towering walls of Mirror City are now in sight.

Once you cross this wall, you can enter the wilderness.

That way, they could temporarily escape the city's siege.

With a flap of her wings, she climbed upwards with all her might.

The city wall was rapidly approaching beneath our feet.

however.

Just as she was about to climb over the wall.

A figure appeared silently...

It appeared on the wall crenellations.

It's Bill the vampire.

He was dressed in an elegant black suit, a smile playing on his lips.

Holding a glass of scarlet liquid, I gently swirl it.

Good evening, Miss Hannah.

He bowed slightly, his tone light and cheerful.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave..."

"Where are you going?"

Hannah's pupils contracted sharply.

His body abruptly stopped in mid-air.

Her crimson eyes were fixed intently on the other person.

Vampire Bill smiled and took a sip of the liquid in his glass.

"take it easy."

"I just... want you to stay."

"Let's have a cup of tea and chat."

He paused, his eyes conveying a profound meaning.

"After all, your love story with Mr. Roger..."

"But it touched me deeply."

Hannah's pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints.

In his crimson eyes, the chilling killing intent almost solidified.

No nonsense, no probing.

Her figure suddenly blurred, turning into a purple afterimage.

Bill charged straight at the wall!

Claws tore through the air, accompanied by a piercing shriek.

The claws were wreathed in solidified demonic energy, a deep purple that was almost black.

Bill chuckled softly and gracefully took half a step back.

He casually spilled the wine from his glass.

The scarlet liquid in the glass spread out in the air.

It transformed into a writhing blood shield.

laugh--!

The claws slammed into the blood shield.

The blood shield fluctuated violently, but it was not torn apart.

Instead, it extended several tentacles and wrapped them around Hannah's wrist.

Hannah snorted coldly, and the purple light on her claws surged.

Suddenly, a twist!

The blood shield and tentacles exploded simultaneously.

It turned into a rain of blood.

She didn't slow down, and pressed in close again.

Its claws danced like a storm of sharp blades.

Every move he made was aimed at Bill's throat, heart, and head.

Quick, accurate, ruthless.

There was not a single unnecessary movement.

Bill's smile faded slightly.

His figure flickered and dodged amidst the claw shadows.

With a flurry of movements, arrows, whips, and blades, all formed from condensed blood, shot forth...

They attacked Hannah from all angles.

But she either crushed them or dodged them.

They even used the force of their claw strikes to accelerate their advance.

Ten moves.

Twenty moves.

Hannah's offensive grew increasingly rapid.

The purple claw shadows almost completely enveloped Bill.

Bill's tuxedo had several more tears.

Faint bloodstains appeared on the pale skin.

His slender body was pierced repeatedly, blood stained his entire body, and his limbs were torn apart.

But he was smiling.

He laughed louder and louder.

"As expected of the demon race's renowned genius!"

He dodged a heart-splitting claw strike and lashed out with his blood whip.

It was severed by Hannah's claw.

"This claw technique, this purity of demonic energy..."

"This is a ruthless position."

"No wonder he's the next Demon King appointed by Guxin!"

"No wonder someone like Rogge, a pinnacle of human genius..."

"I was willing to betray the capital for you and stay with you for more than ten years."

Hannah's eyes grew colder, and her claws suddenly shifted.

From rage to cunning.

Three streaks of purple light, like venomous snakes spitting their tongues, pierced in from a tricky angle.

Target Bill's eyes and brow.

Bill's pupils contracted slightly.

The hastily formed blood shield was a moment too slow.

puff!

A purple light pierced his head.

Hannah crushed Bill's head with her claws.

Bill's headless body stiffened and slowly fell backward.

Hannah took a breath and was about to pull away.

The fallen "corpse" suddenly turned into a pool of blood.

It seeps into the gaps between the wall tiles.

A few meters away, another pool of blood slowly swelled up.

They reformed into Bill's likeness.

The dress was intact, without even a scratch.

"Ouch, that really hurts."

Bill rubbed his perfectly intact head, his smile unchanged.

"How did Miss Hannah and Mr. Roger meet?"

"I heard he took this picture of you back in the slave market?"

"He even bowed down to the prince he despised most in order to buy you."

Hannah gritted her teeth and said sternly to Bill.

"How exactly do I get to kill you?!"

Upon hearing this, Bill burst into laughter, covered his face with his hands, and replied.

"I'd also like to know the answer to that question."

"Neither Guxin nor the Blood Ancestor of the Vampire Clan can kill me."

"Even legendary masters and epic titles cannot kill me."

"Sometimes, I really want to tell them, put in some effort, don't be so boring."

Bill smiled, then looked down at Hannah and said.

"After all, I'm already tired of being undead, and I can no longer feel the thrill of fighting you and them."

"So, can you give it a little push?"

Bill's dismissive attitude reignited Hannah's anger.

She pounced on him again.

This time, the claw shadows were even more violent.

Every strike was delivered with a determination to kill.

Bill remained calm and dodged, responding with blood magic.

His words, however, were like poisonous needles, constantly piercing Hannah.

"For a half-demon slave, he gave up his knightly honor, all his wealth and power..."

"To be an enemy of the entire kingdom."

How romantic!

Hannah tore open his chest with one claw.

Bill laughed as he collapsed, only to regroup in another place.

"I heard you're doing well in Avalon?"

"Mr. Roger, you must love you very much, right?"

Hannah gritted her teeth and continued her offensive.

But the unease in my heart grew stronger and stronger.

The other side... wasn't fighting at all.

Instead, they were just playing around.

Consuming.

Each time he "dies," he is reborn...

Bill's aura did not weaken in the slightest.

It was as if that body was merely a phantom formed from congealed blood.

However, her own demonic energy was being continuously depleted.

The purple gleam on the claws was no longer as solid as it had been at the beginning.

"What a pity."

Bill sighed softly before being torn apart once again.

Such love is destined to be short-lived.

Hannah paused.

Bill's figure materialized behind her.

His voice was close to her ear, as soft as a lover's whisper.

"After all, Mr. Roger, he..."

"They might already be dead."

Hannah's breathing suddenly stopped.

The moment when one's mind and spirit are lost.

Countless streaks of blood oozed from the cracks in the wall bricks beneath their feet.

It wrapped itself around her ankles and calves like a living thing.

Hannah roared and slashed down with her claws.

The blood vessels were severed, but even more flowed out.

Bill's laughter echoed all around.

"Are you angry? Are you worried?"

"Unfortunately, everything I said was true."

"No one can get out of there, especially since 'she' is inside."

Hannah frantically tore at the bloody threads.

The bat's wings flapped, attempting to force its way into the air.

But the blood vessels are becoming more and more numerous and tighter.

It even started to creep along the skin and penetrate deeper into the body.

It brought with it waves of cold, numbing sensation.

"You demons are always easily swayed by emotions."

Bill's figure slowly materialized in the distance.

He calmly adjusted his cuffs.

"Guxin is like that, and so are you."

"He clearly possesses immense power..."

"Yet, for the sake of a human being, for the sake of a pointless act of kindness, they remain confined to a corner."

Hannah's struggles grew weaker and weaker.

Bloodstains had already wrapped around her waist and arms.

The demonic energy was firmly suppressed and difficult to mobilize.

She stared intently at Bill with her crimson eyes.

His eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred.

Bill walked up to her and gently stroked her cheek.

His movements were gentle, but his eyes were cold.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"You're still useful."

He leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"After all, you are the eleventh Demon King..."

"One of the most suitable successors."

"I will extract the Demon King's blood from your body and eventually transplant it into me."

"Once Gushin is completely dead inside, I... will be the Demon King of the Eleven Pillars."

Hannah's pupils dilated.

Bill, however, straightened up and clapped his hands gracefully.

"Take her away."

Several undead knights emerged from the surrounding shadows.

They silently lifted Hannah up.

They walked down to the city wall.

Bill gazed north, towards the direction of the Silent Abyss.

A wild smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Avalon... is nothing special."