The Reversal of Heaven Begins with The Smiling, Proud Wanderer

During this period, they did encounter resistance.

Alarms, gunfire, and even artillery fire could be heard occasionally.

But whether it's ordinary bullets or artillery shells, for Lin Mu now, they're nothing more than a tickle, just a bit of hardship.

He also encountered some local superhumans who tried to stop him, such as German black magicians and French alchemists, but unfortunately their strength was far from enough to make Lin Mu stay, and they easily dealt with them with a wave of their hands.

On this day, Lin Mu crossed the strait and arrived in London, England.

In the famous port area, he carried out his usual "zero-dollar purchase," clearing out any ships, warships, and warehouse supplies that caught his eye, causing chaos and sirens to blare below.

Just as he was about to detour to the renowned British Museum, as he flew over a dense suburban forest, an energy fluctuation from a fierce supernatural conflict entered his field of perception.

The sharp gunshots, the furious roars of wild beasts, and an energy field intertwined with coldness and violence stood out starkly against the silent night sky.

Lin Mu raised an eyebrow, showing some interest.

He hovered the Sky Shuttle, a pale golden light swirling in his eyes.

Golden Eyes, open.

His gaze pierced through the night sky and the layers of fir branches several miles away, taking in the battle scene next to an ancient castle ruin on the edge of the valley.

The characteristics of the two sides in the conflict are extremely distinct.

On one side, dressed in retro black trench coats or leather combat suits, their faces were pale, their movements were as swift as ghosts, their eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light in the darkness, and the sharp fangs they revealed when they roared revealed that they were a group of vampires!

The other side was even wilder, with a burly and robust physique. In battle, its muscles swelled, tearing its clothes to reveal a body covered in coarse, gray-black fur. Its hands and feet had transformed into sharp claws, and its head had completely turned into a bloodthirsty wolf's head. Saliva dripped as it roared, exuding a primal sense of power—it was a werewolf!

These seem to be two races that are eternal enemies in Western legends, and their fighting style is barbaric and direct.

Vampires rely on their speed and superhuman physical abilities, wielding silver-plated knight's swords and specially made large-caliber firearms.

Werewolves rely on their ferocious strength and regenerative abilities, mostly using claws and giant blades to tear things apart, but there are also a few werewolves that use rifles.

Gunfire flashed, silver blades pierced the air, and claws tore through flesh. Angry roars and painful screams echoed among the ancient castle ruins, and the thick stench of blood seemed to waft from afar.

"These vampires and werewolves are keeping up with the times too!"

Lin Mu watched the battle with great interest, assessing their strength: "They seem to have physical attributes far beyond that of ordinary people. Their speed, strength, and self-healing abilities are all quite good, but their energy utilization is crude. They seem to rely more on their physical bodies and don't have any special supernatural abilities. Compared to the superhuman experts in China, their methods seem a bit limited."

His gaze swept across the battlefield, and he quickly locked onto one of the most eye-catching figures.

She was a tall and agile female vampire warrior, whose tight-fitting black leather combat suit perfectly outlined her powerful curves.

She had long, glossy black hair, her skin was as white as snow in the moonlight, and her face was exquisite and aloof, like a rose blooming in the dark night.

But what is most striking are her deep blue eyes, which contain not weakness, but a steely resilience!

She held a classic, powerful large-caliber revolver in one hand and a gleaming silver knight's short sword in the other.

Her figure moved like a ghost amidst the werewolves' frenzied attacks, her movements agile and precise. Every shot she fired was deafening, and a werewolf would fall to the ground. Every swing of her sword was ruthless and cunning, slicing open the werewolves' tendons or throats!

The movements were clean and crisp, full of power and the beauty of death, truly an art form on the battlefield.

"interesting."

Lin Mu piloted the Sky Shuttle, silently hovering above the battlefield, looking down at the millennia-long bloody war that transcended races, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes.

"The local monsters aren't up to the task!"

Just as Lin Mu was rapidly approaching and reached within 100 meters, a system notification suddenly sounded.

[Ding! You have encountered the destined character Selena, triggering the side quest: Avenge Your Father...]

[Mission Requirements: Within one month, help Selena find and eliminate her true father's killer.]

[Task Reward: Randomly selected.]

Lin Mu thought to himself, "Selena, Underworld? No wonder she looks familiar."

At this moment, although Selena was brave, the werewolves clearly outnumbered her and were fearless. Her vampire companions were decreasing one by one, and she was gradually being surrounded.

She had just cleaved a werewolf's throat with her sword and then shot another werewolf who was trying to sneak up on her in the head, but her movements had slowed down almost imperceptibly, and her breathing had become rapid.

More ferocious werewolves howled and pounced from the shadows, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

As Selena's situation below became increasingly critical, an exceptionally tall werewolf broke through the gunfire and thrust his claws straight for her back.

"The time is almost here."

With a thought, Lin Mu silently disintegrated a portion of the Sky Shuttle beneath his feet, transforming it into twelve willow-leaf-shaped flying blades, each about a foot long, as thin as cicada wings, with edges flowing with a ghostly blue energy. These blades circled around him like living spirits.

He focused his mental energy on the battle below, especially on the werewolves who posed the greatest threat to Selena.

"go."

The twelve flying blades instantly tore through the night sky, transforming into twelve streaks of deathly blue light that swooped down at speeds far exceeding the speed of sound.

They precisely bypassed the vampires, cutting into the werewolf pack like scalpels.

Selena, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, felt a faint yet unsettling buzzing sound coming from above her head. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw several blue lights, so fast that they were just afterimages, sweep past in some incredible trajectory.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!—"

The sharp blade cutting at high speed and the muffled sound of piercing flesh erupted almost simultaneously!

The tall werewolf that was about to pounce on Selena's back suddenly had its ferocious wolf head explode like a rotten watermelon. The headless corpse was sent flying backward by the enormous kinetic energy and crashed heavily into the broken walls of the castle!

Another werewolf, wielding a massive cleaver and roaring as it charged forward, suddenly had a gaping hole the size of a bowl appear in its massive chest; its heart had been pierced.

The third, fourth, and fifth werewolves... were either pierced through the forehead by blue light, had their necks severed instantly, or were cut in half at the waist!

For ordinary people, the werewolf's weakness is silver.

But to Lin Mu, the werewolf was full of weaknesses.

They only have strong self-healing abilities; they are not immortal. If their head or heart is damaged, they will still die.

The twelve flying blades, like a death net woven by the Grim Reaper, moved precisely and efficiently through the wolf pack.

They were so fast that many werewolves lay dead with the ferocity and bloodlust of their charge still frozen on their faces.

In the blink of an eye, the most elite wave of werewolves besieging Selena was wiped out.

Limbs and severed arms flew everywhere, and foul-smelling blood splattered like a torrential rain on the ancient stone ground, instantly filling the air with a nauseating, heavy stench of blood.

This sudden turn of events left all the survivors from both sides stunned.

Both the surviving werewolves and the terrified vampires instinctively stopped attacking and stared in horror at the sky where the attack was coming from.

Selena's pressure eased, allowing her to catch her breath.

She gripped the knight's sword tightly, her 1.7-inch deep blue eyes narrowing sharply, filled with shock and disbelief.

She knew clearly the strength of those werewolves, especially the few who were instantly killed. They were all famous and fierce warriors of the tribe, and yet... they died just like that?

What terrifying power is that?

"Ouch——!"

The remaining werewolves recovered from their initial shock and let out roars that were a mixture of fear and anger.

Their animal instincts told them that the being in the sky was far beyond their ability to contend with.

Without the slightest hesitation, the remaining seven or eight werewolves suddenly turned around, got on all fours, and fled into the depths of the dense forest at top speed, hoping to escape with the cover of the trees.

Unfortunately, their running speed was as slow as a standstill in the face of Lin Mu's golden eyes and the Sky-Piercing Flying Blade.

Lin Mu's eyes remained indifferent, but his thoughts stirred again.

The twelve blue blades, which traced elegant arcs in the air, shot out again, like deadly ghosts, and instantly disappeared into the dark forest.

Immediately afterwards, a short, shrill scream came from deep within the dense forest, along with the cracking sound of trees being easily cut down.

Just two or three seconds later, the flying blade returned on its own, flashing a dark blue light, and merged back into the Sky Shuttle, without a trace of blood on its surface.

All werewolves were exterminated.

Lin Mu then piloted the Sky Shuttle, slowly descending to a height of several meters above the ground, calmly looking down at the group of vampires below who were still in shock, gripping their weapons tightly and watching him warily.

Finally, their gaze fell upon the aloof and beautiful female warrior.

Selena was also looking up at him, her eyes filled with complex emotions, including wariness, shock, and a hint of barely perceptible inquiry.

Moonlight bathed Lin Mu, casting a silvery glow upon him. Combined with the futuristic flying machine beneath his feet and the divine abilities he had just displayed, he appeared as if he were a deity descended from the heavens.

Lin Mu smiled slightly and said in fluent English, "Selena, do you want to know who killed your parents?"

Chapter 118: Selena

"Oriental?"

"What kind of weapon is that? It can actually hover in the air, and it looks even more sophisticated than the most advanced aircraft humans have ever made!"

"Who is he? That blue light just now... was it some kind of technology we don't know about?"

Amidst the ancient castle ruins, the remaining vampires whispered amongst themselves in hushed tones.

They stared in shock at Lin Mu, who was suspended in mid-air, their eyes a mixture of relief at surviving a disaster, wariness of an unknown power, and a greed ingrained in their very blood.

The vibrant life force and powerful energy emanating from Lin Mu were like the most alluring lighthouse in the darkness to vampires, radiating unparalleled attraction.

The exquisitely fresh fragrance of the "blood" made even Selena, who always strictly adhered to the rules and only drank from blood packets, feel a dryness in her throat. She subconsciously swallowed and unconsciously licked her slightly pointed fangs and pale lips with the tip of her tongue.

However, what unsettled her even more than the allure of the blood was the information revealed in the other person's words.

This person seemed to recognize her, and... brought up the deepest, most buried hatred of her parents' death.

Selena suppressed the surging bloodlust within her, her azure eyes fixed on Lin Mu, her voice cold: "My family was killed by werewolves three hundred years ago, but from what you're saying, is there another story behind it?"

The surrounding vampires moved slowly, both wary of Lin Mu's unpredictable flying blades and unable to resist the instinctive attraction of his blood, forming a strange encirclement, both greedy and afraid.

If their thunderous attack hadn't been so terrifying, they would have already instinctively rushed forward.

Lin Mu completely ignored the vampires who couldn't provide system tasks and were just background figures, keeping his gaze fixed on Selena: "The one who killed your parents was not a werewolf, but your adoptive father—the vampire elder, Victor. He is the real murderer."

"Impossible! You're talking nonsense!"

Selena reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly becoming agitated and raising her voice several decibels.

Victor is not only her adoptive father, but also the one who "rescued" her from the "werewolfs," gave her a new life and strength, and is the person she has been loyal to for three hundred years, like a second father.

This mysterious Easterner accused Victor of being the murderer?

She instinctively resisted the information.

A well-dressed, arrogant male vampire nearby immediately chimed in, "Elder Victor has shown Selena immense kindness, yet you dare to sow discord here! Selena, don't believe his lies, he clearly..."

"Noisy."

Lin Mu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a dark blue flying blade surrounding him blurred and disappeared into the air.

"puff--!"

A slight but teeth-grinding tearing sound was heard.

The vampire's words abruptly ceased, a small hole appeared in the center of his forehead, and a bowl-sized hole suddenly exploded in the back of his head, spraying blood mixed with brain matter and bone fragments onto the face of his companion behind him.

fast!

Incredibly fast!

It was so fast that it exceeded the limits of a vampire's dynamic vision; they only saw a flash of blue light before their companion was already dead!

"Oulais!"

The other vampires were horrified; fear instantly overwhelmed their greed.

Almost instinctively, they raised their weapons and aimed them at Lin Mu in the air, but intense fear made their fingers stiff, and no one dared to pull the trigger first.

Lin Mu slowly turned his head, his cold gaze sweeping over the group of frightened vampires, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his lips: "I bet your guns are empty. If you don't believe me, you can try."

"go to hell!"

Unable to withstand the terrifying pressure, a young and impetuous vampire screamed and frantically pulled the trigger at Lin Mu!

"Crack! Click!"

The expected deafening gunshot did not ring out; only the crisp sound of the trigger hitting the empty air was particularly jarring in the deathly silent night.

The Lanchester submachine gun in his hand had its magazine empty of bullets.

"Oh? You actually dare to fire a shot?"

Lin Mu's gaze fell on the terrified vampire, as if he were looking at a dead man.