Don't force me to use my right fist.

It's normal for this to be a deserted area, but the complete absence of even the chirping of insects and birds is a bit much. At that moment, the arrival of several black luxury cars broke the silence, bringing a touch of life back to the area. W Volt and Lianye, who had been sitting in the back seat, got out, leaving only Jingjiu still in the passenger seat.

"We've confirmed the strange entity that appeared inside. We checked the information at the scene with them one last time, even though we checked it many times on the way here. But this is a matter of life and death, so we absolutely cannot be careless."

"Yes, based on feedback from survivors and investigators, it should be the lowest level of the dead, exactly the same as the two previous occurrences." wihl

Vodka nodded and loaded the silver bullets one by one into the revolver he had taken out of his pocket.

"Another dead body? The real person still hasn't shown up."

With her brows slightly furrowed, Qingjiu's face didn't show much emotion.

"How many people are there?"

A fierce glint flashed in Vodka's eyes. These damned monsters—not a single one of them could be left alive.

"Have the other members check their belongings before entering. Their own safety should be the top priority if necessary. Fuye, you're responsible for protecting the other distillery employees and guarding against any other strange interference. Is that alright?"

Qingjiu paused for a moment before giving the instructions for the plan.

If they are low-level corpses, they are perfect for honing the employees' combat skills. This will also ensure that they have more proficient solutions when they encounter other anomalies in the future. Lianye nodded. Qingjiu's main concern was that the person who created these corpses was still nearby. Otherwise, this small distillery team should have no problem dealing with about twenty corpses.

"Then let's start cleaning."

Qingjiu waved to them.

"This type of anomaly cannot be left alive, understand?" As if recalling some unpleasant memory, Qingjiu narrowed her eyes and solemnly instructed the two people in front of her.

Chapter 116 Because We're a Three-Person Team

The employees, all dressed in black trench coats, disembarked from the convoy and entered the eerie park in groups of three. Vodka, meanwhile, brandished his revolver with a flourish and remained beside Qingjiu's car. As for Aiye, she vanished in the blink of an eye, as if she had never been there at all.

As a small team dispersed into the park, they cautiously made their way deeper into the park. The man in the trench coat leading the way was the most muscular. Unlike the two armed distillery employees behind him, he did not carry a gun, but rather a stick that looked like a baseball bat.

The two employees behind them weren't equipped the same. The man holding a submachine gun had a crossbow on his back that seemed completely out of place in this era, and his waist and legs were covered with all sorts of bullets and arrows. As for the other man holding a pistol, his props were even stranger, ranging from odd bottles to cross-like objects, and he even had a clove of garlic hanging on his chest.

There's an emergency ahead.

The man at the front raised his palm and lowered his voice to remind his companions behind him. A stench filled the air; these men, selected from elite special forces soldiers or mercenaries, naturally knew where the smell came from, and their faces bore the mark of blood.

The three men approached the object lying in the middle of the road, and as they expected, it was the corpse of a man whose head had been half-eaten. Cautiously observing their surroundings, they made no move to disturb the body.

The priority at present is to determine whether there are any ambushes nearby; safety is the primary objective of this mission.

Sure enough, a rustling sound came from the bushes nearby, as if something was quietly approaching them from the shadows.

"Rat-a-tat-tat~" Gunshots coming from other directions indicated that their other squads had made contact with the enemy. The monster hiding in the bushes seemed to have received the signal and quickly approached them.

"Prepare for battle!" The leading man and the other two exchanged glances. The man with the pistol quickly pulled out a strange, firework-like tube from his waist, slammed it against Ruo's body, and then pointed it at the sky.

A light blast, like an incandescent bulb, floated out of the tube and slowly rose into the air. The darkness around the three was instantly dispelled, and the monsters hiding in the bushes that were approaching them were revealed in the light. They were three humans crawling on all fours like wild beasts, but unfortunately, their ferocious faces, covered with sharp teeth, had lost all semblance of human rationality. Like cheetahs, they moved with lightning speed toward the three who were standing back to back. The fastest one had already leaped up, spreading its arms in mid-air, ready to pounce on one of them at random.

The distillery workers, armed with submachine guns, weren't about to let it succeed so easily. They aimed their guns at the monster's head and unleashed a hail of bullets. But unexpectedly, the bullets struck the monster's head as if hitting steel, only managing to tear through the flesh on its face before being completely destroyed by the exposed bone. The man wielding the long black staff flicked his arm—a layer of steel covered his left arm, encasing his left side like an exoskeleton. The extending material quickly formed a shield, pushing the lunging monster away just as it was about to make contact.

"Ordinary bullets have no effect; this is predicted to be an enhanced victim. Switch to silver weapons." The distillery employee, who was observing the victim's condition with a pistol, calmly explained his analysis to the other two team members. He then ejected the magazine from his pistol and replaced it with silver bullets engraved with strange patterns. Upon hearing this, the man who had pushed away the charging monster swung his long black staff. The black substance covering the staff quickly retreated to the handle, revealing a white, sword-like structure inside. The other two also took the opportunity to approach, bypassing the black-clad man with a shield blocking their way, and decisively charged towards the two who were reloading.

Don't even think about it.

He took a step back and blocked one of the attacking monsters. The silver longsword in his hand transformed into a streak of silver light and slashed towards its chest.

With the shield in his other hand, he pushed the man holding the pistol who was still standing in place.

But then, the monster that had been knocked away pounced back, baring its fangs at the shield-wielding man with his arms wide open. His companion's voice rang in his ears, and without the slightest hesitation, the shield-wielding man lowered his head.

Even though he would be pounced on by the monster at any moment, he resolutely chose to trust his companions.

A crossbow bolt was placed on the man's back. Strange runes were carved on his gleaming silver shoulders. With the trigger pulled, the bolt flew out and pierced the chest of the charging monster. The immense impact sent it flying in the opposite direction. The bolt burst into flames mid-air, burning the howling monster to ashes upon impact. The other two monsters, preparing to attack, collapsed helplessly to the ground after a few gunshots.

The silver bullets shattered their leg bones, rendering them unable to stand and launch a second attack.

"If you push me that hard again next time, don't expect me to bandage you up when you get hurt." The distillery employee, still holding a pistol with smoke rising from its muzzle, rubbed his shoulder, which was a little sore from being pushed by the shield, and said to the man who had given him a silly grin.

"Deal with the battlefield first."

The man, having reloaded a crossbow bolt, picked up his submachine gun, walked up to the two still-struggling monsters, raised the muzzle, aimed at their heads, and pulled the trigger.

The man with the pistol threw bags labeled "flammable" at the monsters' corpses, then rubbed his shoulder as the monster's body began to burn.

"I wonder if those newbies can handle these things. To be honest, these things are really troublesome."

After plunging the silver longsword he held into the head of the first corpse he found on the ground, the man holding the shield lit a cigarette and looked toward the direction from which the other gunshots were coming.

"That's beyond our control. Let's go support the others first." The most composed marksman slung his rifle back over his shoulder and called out to the other two.

Chapter 117 Being Too Kind Isn't Always a Good Thing

Lian Ye had been hiding in the shadows, silently observing how the distillery employees dealt with the dead. The battle quickly came to an end; the well-prepared distillery team, with ample resources, had disposed of most of the dead. What remained was logistical work such as incinerating the bodies.

But Lianye, who had not shown up until now, quietly retreated and quickly moved away from the park.

It hasn't been completely eradicated yet.

Although the distillery's team eliminated most of the dead, those guys were driven solely by bloodlust and only knew how to attack relentlessly. What concerned Lianye was that during the battle just now, a strange creature seemed to have considered retreating even before being attacked. After noticing the gunfire coming from elsewhere, it chose to flee. If it weren't for the need to protect the safety of the other distillery employees, Lianye would have already captured it. However, it should still be in time, since the guy had probably been hit in the thigh by a stray bullet and couldn't have gone very far.

"A dead person who has awakened consciousness... No... It should be said that he is already a ghoul." Soon, Lianye spotted the figure of the fleeing guy on a small path. Seeing how he was walking in a way that was disguised as an ordinary human, he already had the answer in his mind.

The monsters resurrected after being sucked blood were just the group of dead from before, merely tools to help the mother vampire draw blood. But with luck, they might have produced this bizarre creature. Those who weren't completely killed might have somehow obtained a small amount of the vampire's tissue, allowing them to retain basic human consciousness after resurrection. If given the chance to consume flesh and blood to replenish their bodies, they might become another vampire. And Zhen Ye, coincidentally, is a vampire hunter. Therefore, even though the limping monsters below didn't look ferocious at all, and even appeared somewhat pitiful, she felt no sympathy whatsoever.

If this guy gets out, the corpses killed by the dead will also turn into the dead. It should be said that if the Blacksmith hadn't been sending out missions so frequently lately, Tokyo would have already fallen into a biohazard scenario.

If it weren't for the possibility that the strange creature below might lead her to the vampire behind it all, Fu Ye would have already taken action.

But soon, her pursuit plan took an unexpected turn. She had no idea that ordinary people would pass by in such a secluded park, and judging from the situation, their encounter seemed inevitable.

When she finally saw who it was, she had to cover her face and give a helpless smile. Although they had only met once, the green hair with its fake cat ears was unforgettable and hard to forget.

The person who arrived was her classmate, the shy girl named Shubu Saya who sat next to the strange black-haired boy she was particularly interested in. Why was she in a place like this so late at night instead of going home? Saya had no idea what she was about to encounter. Walking along the park path with a somewhat cheerful gait, she just wanted to hurry home to share the joy of the day with her older sister.

"My sister probably bakes cookies too, so I need to hurry back and prepare the ingredients."

Saya quietly pondered why she was so happy, even choosing a side path that she rarely took, one that led around the park. This was because she could conveniently buy some butter along the way—a little secret recipe circulating online for enhancing cookie flavor.

Saya, head bowed and focused only on getting on her way, eventually spotted a man approaching in tattered clothes, walking with a limp.

Judging from his shabby appearance, he must be a homeless person from somewhere. Was he being bullied?

Saya, who had intended to lower her head and try to walk around to the side, shrank her neck, feeling inexplicably afraid.

But soon, the man seemed to notice Sha's presence, and with difficulty reached out his hand to her, called out "Master!" before collapsing to the ground.

"Are you...are you alright?" whl bit his finger nervously. Saya, who was about to rush past him, suddenly stopped and looked at the man lying on the ground with concern.

Although it looked a bit dirty, she felt she still needed to help if anything really happened. The girl's heart was so kind that, seeing that the other person didn't react, Saya even slowly lowered her guard and moved closer to the fallen man.

“Being too kind isn’t a good thing.” Lian Ye covered Ruo’s forehead and took out her silver pocket watch from her bosom.

Being kind-hearted is a good thing, but before that, you still need to distinguish whether you're saving a helpless little rabbit or a venomous snake in disguise.

This isn't some homeless person waiting for rescue; it's a terrifying monster hoping for some easy prey to be delivered to its door.

Lianye, who had intended to use his ability to stop time to save his poor classmate, suddenly saw a rapidly approaching figure and abruptly stopped pressing his pocket watch.

"Why is this guy here again? It seems like I'm not as capable as him."

Noticing that the pumpkin-headed monster in sky-blue armor was rushing towards Saya, Renya put away her pocket watch, a look of keen interest on her face, and disappeared into the shadows. This is going to be good.

Saya, unaware of what had happened in that short time, continued to approach the fallen man, finally seeing those inhumanly frenzied eyes filled with hunger and greed.

"Huh?"

Saya, still confused, froze on the spot, while the man who had been lying on the ground suddenly leaped up and pounced on her.

Then, a fishhook suddenly snagged the monster in mid-air, and a sky-blue figure was pulled by the fishing line and collided with it.

"Uppercut!"

As a familiar sound rang out, a fist encased in armor slammed into the monster's jaw, sending it flying through the air once again.

Chapter 118 Why are you yelling so loudly?

"Qin?"

"Hey you, can't you be a little more cautious? You shouldn't have the heart to harm others, but you can't be without the heart to guard against them." Saya, having released his fishing rod, landed in front of Saya, stretched his shoulders, and lectured the girl behind him without turning his head.

"That voice...it's Saya-kun!"

When Saya finally came to her senses, she didn't scream immediately. Instead, upon hearing that all-too-familiar voice, she instantly realized who was standing in front of her. Her panicked expression instantly calmed down, and a relieved smile unconsciously appeared on Saya's lips.

"Pfft, one day I'll have to make a butterfly voice changer." whl Zuoyou clicked his tongue. It was lucky that no one from the winery was nearby, otherwise, with just one shout from this girl, he would be finished.

"It's true that it was me, but don't think I'll let you off the hook just because you have connections. Look at you, you almost became someone else's buffet, you know that?"

Saku took out a diamond sword from his backpack, pointed the tip at the man opposite him whose eyes had turned completely blood red, and said irritably.

"Buffet? What are you talking about, Zuoyou? I still don't understand. Why are you dressed like that? And is that gentleman across from you filming a movie?"

Saya felt increasingly confused, and had no idea what was going on.

"Just think of it as making a movie. That might help you understand it better."

Zuoyou sighed; he truly had no way to deal with this innocent and kind-hearted girl.

If both Tsubasa Amakawa and Kaguya are overly intelligent, the difference being that Kaguya speaks her mind, while Tsubasa is more opportunistic and situational, then Saya is simply a bit too naive. Yes, naive; "stupid" is a more accurate description of the blue-haired girl in the class.

Seemingly unable to bear the two people saying such nonsensical things in front of him any longer, the man, who didn't look like a normal human being at all, curled up, his arms supporting him on the ground like limbs, blood mixed with saliva dripping from his mouth onto the ground, and shouted loudly at Saya.

"Why are you yelling so loudly? If you want to die, just come at me. I'll give you a quick death. Anyway, you're definitely not human anymore."

Saya turned her gaze back to Saya behind her. Her eyes, hidden by the pumpkin, seemed to radiate a yellow light. Perhaps sticking a couple of torches inside wouldn't be too difficult to impersonate the Headless Horseman.

Lost in thought about all sorts of things, Sawa's body vanished from the spot.

There are people from the winery nearby, so it's definitely better to finish this quickly.

Judging from the other person's appearance, it seemed like they had just finished eating; the blood and bits of flesh in their mouth were definitely not their own. This strangeness gave Saya a reason to draw his sword. The ghoul, who had been searching for Saya's weakness, suddenly saw a blur before his eyes, and the person who had been blocking his way had vanished without a trace. Then, a chill crept up his spine. How could this person's speed be like a monster's? The stunned ghoul assured him that even the monster that had attacked him and turned him into his current state was definitely not as fast as Saya had displayed.

"I'm sorry. I don't have much time to chat with you now. May your soul find peace."

Having already appeared behind the ghoul, Saya switched to the Diamond Sword of the Undead Slayer. Since the opponent was a member of a vampire's kin, using this sword would be more reliable.

Before the other party could even turn his head, Sōyū's sword had already slashed across his neck.