Origin Paradise!

In front of the monitor, Longchuan Zhengren looked extremely serious. He clearly sensed that an incomprehensible ferocious beast had entered the forbidden area. If it were ordinary security personnel, the mere existence of the beast might be enough to cause their collapse.

"Stop, stop it!"

The cadre in brown uniform looked up.

Inside the elevator, there was only a mangled figure, riddled with bullet holes, clearly beyond dead. A rope in the style of an old Western was hanging from his neck, making the dead man's face look ferocious and terrifying, with his eyes bulging out.

Even Longchuan Zhengren, who was watching the monitor, couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly.

"Go back and protect the board!"

Realizing that what they were seeing was just a smokescreen, the brown-clad cadre quickly told the guards to go back, while calling out to the last middle-aged man.

"Go find a car and prepare for the worst."

The middle-aged gunman nodded repeatedly, then immediately turned and walked down the stairs next to him.

The brown-clad cadre, on high alert, slowly entered the elevator, gun barrel pointing upwards, eyes looking downwards, anticipating that the enemy might be hiding inside—a move to keep things under wraps.

The sound of blood dripping from the corpse of the bamboo shoot was extremely clear in my ears.

boom!

A sharp gunshot rang out.

The brown-clad cadre was startled and quickly turned around to the stairwell. The corridor-like staircase below was deserted.

But suddenly, a rope hung down from above. It had been temporarily reinforced by Gluttony and was exceptionally strong. As it tightened, a crisp sound of shattering neck bones rang out.

Hehehe!

The futile struggle subsided, the shadow flashed by, and the brown-clad cadre fell from the railing. The middle-aged gunman, who was still going down the stairs, suddenly turned his head and stared in disbelief.

……

The atmosphere in the suite was extremely oppressive.

The official's body was hanging right in front of the surveillance camera.

"Check the balcony!" Longchuan Zhengren said in a low voice.

The curly-haired youth immediately led the security guards to the balcony. The gun barrels coordinated with each other, aiming at all blind spots. Everyone was completely focused, and the knuckles of their fingers gripping the guns turned slightly white.

boom!

Suddenly, the sunshade between the balcony and the living room fell down.

Bang bang bang!

Twelve consecutive shots rang out in a very short time. It was a one-sided massacre. There was no time to retaliate. The security guard and the curly-haired youth fell to the ground dead with screams, leaving only a few bullet holes in the sun visor.

"Hehehe!" Longchuan Zhengren laughed sinisterly, his body trembling slightly, fear and ferocity surging forth together.

Between the bullet holes in front of them, a cold eye suddenly appeared. This eye was as still as a deep well, seemingly devoid of any emotion, and stared indifferently into the room.

Longchuan Zhengren composed himself. The entire apartment was within the range of a forbidden area of ​​magic, so the enemy would be absolutely unable to activate magic, meaning he still had a chance to fight.

Bang bang bang!

Bullets from the Raging Steel submachine gun swept across the sun visor. With the mage's relatively fragile body, he was powerless to withstand such a baptism, but that eye had already left at some point.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Longchuan Zhengren angrily slammed down his submachine gun, turned around and ran to the gun counter, grabbed the portable machine gun without even looking at it, and could only hear his own heavy breathing.

His exceptional arm strength allowed him to lift a light machine gun with one hand. Takashiro Masato was tense all over. He reached for the communicator, leaned against the shop window, and stared intently ahead.

drop!

"This is the Taiko Tribunal. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I am Masato Takikawa, Director of the Exploration Division. Last month, I orchestrated a violent extortion attempt against the families of Taiko members. The nature of the act was extremely heinous, and the Court of Justice has an obligation to conduct a trial. I want to confess to the Blue Monarch and get him on the phone!!"

"Sorry, we need to verify..."

Longchuan Zhengren's face instantly turned to despair. He could almost hear his own heartbeat. Just then, a dagger emerged from the darkness of the shop window behind him and was pressed against his neck.

"This is the courtroom. I am a tactical-level mage, codenamed Cowboy. Please provide details, Mr. Longchuan..."

The call abruptly ended. Longchuan Zhengren silently closed the connection, forced a smile, and stammered:

"Your Excellency... ten times the reward."

In the darkness, only half of his young and handsome face was visible, but his cold eyes were impossible to ignore.

Jiang He calmly handed over a slip of paper and said:

"Make this call."

The call connected as quickly as possible, and an old man's leisurely tone came from the other end.

“Mr. Longchuan, I don’t know if you have ever heard the old saying from a foreign land: ‘What’s past can’t be changed, but what’s to come can be pursued.’”

Longchuan Zhengren's lips tingled with bitterness; he knew the other party didn't need his answer.

As Tachibana lay half-reclined in the school office, manicuring her nails, she chatted idly, "Even if you hide in your shell, someone in the Magic Department can still find you."

"Mistakes need to be made up for, otherwise who would care about justice? I know that the colorless monarch's sword is in the exploration company. As a director, you just need to wait for the next order."

"Now, let's say goodbye to our mutual friends."

"Don't mess with him, that's all my advice."

After the communication ended, Longchuan Zhengren slowly turned around. There was no one behind him. He touched his neck and found no bloodstains, but his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

"Monsters from the Magic Department..."

boom!

A distant gunshot rang out, and the middle-aged gunman fell into a pool of blood downstairs. The car that had just been prepared drove straight away, returning to the night.

Chapter 517 The Ring of the Seraph

Yokohama City, Kanagawa Prefecture.

Central business district, shopping mall.

In the still of the night, several bonfires cast a hazy orange glow.

The silver-haired youth strode forward, carrying a struggling humanoid creature in his hand. The students of Class A sat on either side, casting curious glances at him.

Bang!

The humanoid creature was slammed hard into the mall floor, the back of her head hitting the rubble with a crisp sound. A surge of pain overwhelmed her, twisting her face into a grimace like a vengeful ghost, her eyes fiercely scanning the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a lower-ranking noble, known as Doria in vampire society. Just a few minutes ago, she was a prisoner, held captive by the Legion stationed outside the walls in Yokohama."

Ignoring the pain, the vampire woman suddenly rose and pounced on the enemy. A gust of wind suddenly swept up, blowing Silverblade's full head of silver hair. The two were instantly close to each other, but Silverblade was unmoved. He simply drew his Rage Steel Pistol from his waist.

Bang bang bang!

Three explosive magic bullets shattered the prey's knees and neck bones in succession. The vampire woman collapsed to the ground, blood spilling out and forming a pool that stained her long black dress.

Silverblade calmly put the pistol back in and explained, "Vampires, once they are promoted from ordinary purebloods to nobles, will gain even stronger regenerative abilities."

Under the students' close watchful eyes, the vampire woman's severe wounds began to heal at a visible speed. Granulation tissue grew, flesh fibers spread, and the gushing blood quickly stopped flowing, demonstrating an immediate self-healing effect.

Wow!

Silverblade turned around and took out a bucket of blood from the teaching toolbox. His eyes were filled with disdain and disgust. He poured all the bright red blood at his feet and poured it directly over the vampire woman's head.

"And our human blood is one of the energy sources that drives the vampires. At the same level, vampires have speed and power that far surpass those of magicians."

Under the tense gaze of the students, the blood gradually disappeared, and the vampire woman's skin turned from withered to fair, and her flesh and bones became plump. She suddenly raised her head, her scarlet eyes filled with chilling killing intent. As she pushed off the ground with her legs, two craters suddenly exploded in the ground, and her figure shot up.

In an instant, a long sword extended from the vampire woman's hand, releasing countless snake shadows from the hilt. The illusory yet sharp fangs pierced into flesh and blood, frantically sucking blood, turning the sword body crimson.

The students shouted in unison, their expressions tense.

"Advancing to nobility means that a vampire can generate their own innate weapon. This weapon usually has the ability that collapses when the vampire dies."

"In the Legion's archives, Doria's signature weapon is called Elegy, and its specific effect is to enhance its lethality by using high-frequency vibrations."

call!

The silver blade vanished from its spot.

The vampire woman angrily slashed, but missed.

Silverblade used a powerful spell to watch the enemy arrive behind him, then turned and handed over a folding knife. The knife was covered in a thick layer of magical energy, and the blade precisely pierced the gap in the vampire woman's skull. With a violent tremor, the prey fell to the ground dead.

"To kill vampires, one must rely on magical energy. Wrath Steel has an excellent magical energy extension capability. Old-fashioned gunpowder weapons can only hinder, not kill, vampires with their powerful self-healing ability. Even if they are blasted into pieces, it will be of no use."

"That is precisely why we magicians have our current social status."

Silverblade put away his folding knife. He took teaching very seriously. The more he taught now, the fewer students might die in the future. Whether as a senior or the future Silver Monarch, he had an obligation to pass on his experience.

After the theoretical presentation, the students applauded in unison.

"So handsome!"

"Senior is indeed as powerful as the legends say."

"It seems that other classes don't offer this kind of course."

The students whispered among themselves. They invited a tactical-level mage to give a live demonstration, and the subject was a powerful blood noble. Due to limited resources, this level of teaching quality would inevitably be difficult to provide for all classes.

Silverblade turned and strode forward, discussing the details of the experiment with Nanase Maki not far away. The distant roar of engines could be faintly heard, and the headlights of cars at the mall entrance gradually became clearer.

"The prince is back."

"Only one hour? That's incredibly efficient."

The two arrived at the door, and a young man with exceptionally striking looks got out of the car.

"How's the mission going?" Silverblade's usually stern face broke into a smile. He was pleased to see such an outstanding junior, which meant that humanity had an increasing chance of defeating the dark races.

"Tachibana did not order the execution of the target."

Jiang He came to the campfire, bent down and picked up the wine jug. After being boiled, the moment the lid was lifted, an enticing aroma wafted out, making one's mouth water.

Seeing this, Silverblade's throat bobbed. He wasn't a big drinker, but that didn't stop him from enjoying alcohol.

Jiang He sculpted a cup, cut off half of it, and handed it to the other person, casually asking, "Where's Mirai Kamishiro?"

Before we set off, the other party mentioned preparing snacks to go with the drinks.

Silver Blade picked up his wine glass and savored it with relish. Nanase Maki shrugged and said, "She went to get the practical equipment. She'll be back soon."

Jiang He nodded and downed the drink in one gulp.

After a brief exchange of mission details, Silverblade shook his head, returned to the students, and began to speak:

"Survival practice will be conducted later. Every student in Class A must participate. Those who pass will be exempt from the midterm exam."

"As we all know, the Blood Kingdom is one of the main enemies of the Fortress. The hostility between vampires and humans has been ongoing since before the end of the world. Regarding this nemesis, I want to tell everyone that before trying to kill the enemy, you must first have the ability to survive in the enemy's hands."

"The energy and food of vampires is blood. When they drink human blood, they can release a kind of saccharin in the wound. This saccharin acts on the mind and often defeats human resistance."

"The ability to remain calm and fight back even in the event of defeat is what you must first and foremost master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Silver Blade hesitated.

Nanase Maki said calmly, "Let me state in advance that the euphoric effect of saccharin on the mind is even greater than the physical peak. Many people will even voluntarily submit after being sucked blood."

"real or fake?"

"I will never submit to vampires!"

"I've heard that among vampires, the taste of blood surpasses everything else."

Discussions arose in the mall as students whispered among themselves. All those present were geniuses who had awakened three basic spells, and naturally, they were full of confidence.

Nanase Maki laughed it off. In fact, "vampire desensitization" is a compulsory course for Legion officers, and through the corresponding training, it is also a necessary prerequisite for magicians to act alone or in a small team.

Silverblade suggested, "Let's isolate them for desensitization; at least we can protect their self-esteem."

“You’re the advisor, so you’re in charge,” Nanase Maki replied, waving her hand. “It’s just a small matter.”

Not long after, Mirai Kamishiro returned with a dozen or so pureblood ordinary vampires. During the Kanagawa Recapture War, the Legion outside the walls imprisoned many prisoners, and based on the concept of independent revenue generation, they were usually priced openly.

"Alright, let's get started."

Silverblade arranged isolation rooms for each person. Different shops in the mall had roller shutters that could serve as desensitization sites.

Nanase Maki inspected the "practice equipment." These dozen or so vampires did not have the strong sense of self-respect that the noble Doria possessed. Each of them wore anti-magic shackles, and with the help of the Great Magic Scroll, she could monitor the students' practice progress at any time.