bioinnovel Chapter 127 Cricket, Indigenous Scoundrel! This Grand Duke can wipe them out with a flick of his fin
Chapter 127 Cricket, Indigenous Scoundrel! This Grand Duke can wipe them out with a flick of his fin
The space suddenly twisted, cracking open a narrow fissure that emitted a blackish-red aura.
A petite figure tumbled out of there in a disheveled state, crashing heavily to the ground.
"Cough...cough cough cough!" Linor curled up, coughing violently.
Each cough brought up a mouthful of dark red blood.
She felt terrible.
The excruciating pain emanating from the core of her soul nearly made her faint.
What terrified her even more was that she could clearly feel the power that she once possessed, enough to reign supreme in the abyss.
They are being frantically suppressed and rejected by the invisible barriers of this world.
Her power level is plummeting.
Saint-level...Emperor-level...King-level
Ultimately, it barely managed to stay at the super-level, and it was extremely unstable, as if it could continue to slip down at any moment.
"Damn it... damn it, damn it!" Linor struggled to sit up, feeling the emptiness of her power and the pervasive weakness within her, both shocked and furious.
"What exactly is that white-haired monster?!"
"And this world... how can its suppression of me be so strong!"
Just then—
"Gurgle~~~~"
An extremely loud and extremely untimely voice came from her flat stomach.
An unprecedented, intense hunger overwhelmed her instantly, like a tidal wave!
This is not ordinary hunger, but an instinctive thirst for the essence of life after the vampire's power has been severely damaged!
Especially in this oppressive and unfamiliar world, this yearning was amplified countless times!
Linor clutched her stomach, her blood-red pupils dilated with hunger, and her fangs stretched out uncontrollably.
She desperately needs blood!
High-quality, vibrant blood is used to repair injuries and stabilize the condition!
Hmm? It smells delicious.
Linor looked up.
I am in a room.
On the bed in front of them, two people were sitting.
A beautiful blonde girl with blue eyes and tear-streaked face, filled with fear, tightly embraces a younger, blonde girl who is sleeping soundly in her arms.
Both were dressed in rough but clean linen clothes. There were no obvious injuries on their bodies, but they were pale and listless, clearly having suffered considerable fright.
Upon seeing Linor suddenly burst in, her aura eerie, her eyes red and her fangs bared, Annie trembled with fear, hugged her sister even tighter, and instinctively shrank back.
Linor's gaze instantly locked onto Anne and... Heather in her arms.
She sniffed.
Her keen sense of blood allowed her to immediately discern that the blood of the two human girls before her was... extremely pure!
It's not that they are particularly strong, but rather that their blood exudes an indescribable purity and vibrant life force.
Like a pristine mountain spring, it even carries a faint, sun-like warmth.
This is practically the ultimate tonic that every vampire dreams of! Especially in her current state of severe injury and weakness!
"Gulp." Linor swallowed uncontrollably, the red light in her bloodshot eyes intensifying.
"Pure...pure-blooded...minor humans?" She licked her lips, her voice hoarse and distorted with hunger, trying to project an arrogant image, but the rumbling in her stomach again completely extinguished her confidence.
Although Anne was frightened, seeing that the other person also seemed to be a very young girl in extremely poor condition, her maternal instincts and kindness gave her a sliver of courage. Trembling, she pleaded softly, "Please...please don't hurt my sister...if you need help..."
"Help?" Linor paused for a moment, then seemed to have heard a joke, but her weak body didn't even have the strength to laugh out loud.
She forced herself to stand, puffing out her almost flat chest, raising her chin, and speaking in a voice that was as authoritative as possible but actually lacked strength:
"Hmph! This Grand Duchess... cough... this young lady, Linor von Scarlet Fang, is... is very powerful! Although for now... um... I'll take a rest."
Her eyes darted around, taking in the simple prison cell and then at the two innocent human girls before her, who were completely defenseless.
She quickly made what she considered a wise judgment in her mind:
Those who imprisoned them were probably just some nouveau riche or minor nobles in this world, with at most a few guards.
With my current super-level strength, dealing with this kind of character would be a piece of cake.
Saving them would not only earn their gratitude and make it easier to obtain their blood in the future, but also allow me to learn about the world and find a safe place to recover my strength.
Excellent, excellent! I, Linor, am a true genius!
Thinking of this, Linor seemed to regain some of her confidence.
She tried to ignore the excruciating pain deep within her soul and the protests in her stomach, adopting an attitude of "everything is under control":
"You were kidnapped by bad guys, weren't you? Don't worry! Since I, the Grand Duke, have run into you, that's your luck!"
"Those lowly fry who imprisoned you are nothing to worry about!"
"Once I've recovered a bit, I promise I'll rescue you all! And while I'm at it, I'll take care of all those clueless bastards!"
The more she talked, the more she felt she was brilliant and powerful, as if she could already see herself displaying her divine might and two human girls offering their blood in gratitude.
A glimmer of hope ignited in Anne's eyes, even though this girl who called herself "Grand Duke" seemed a bit strange.
But now every glimmer of hope is worth grasping: "Really? Is it true?"
"Th-thank you!"
"The people who imprisoned us... are terrifying... they are the people of Duke Flame. This is a hidden dungeon in the Duke's mansion..."
"The Duke of Flames?"
"A duke? What's that? Is it powerful?"
"Those inhabitants, mere crickets, I can wipe them out with a flick of my finger!!"
Linor tilted her head, looking very confident, even though she had never heard of any duke.
But in her opinion, in this world that suppressed her, the Super Rank should be considered the top level, right?
I am the Grand Duke of the Abyss!
Although he is now in a weakened Super-Tier form, he still has plenty of methods and strength.
How could they be compared to crickets, local scum, or miscellaneous fish!
Before Anne could explain, suddenly—
"Snap!"
The heavy stone door of the cell slowly opened.
A tall figure gradually appeared behind the door.
Red hair, golden eyes.
A hint of curiosity lingered on his handsome, alluring face.
He was dressed in a magnificent crimson ducal suit, and his body was surrounded by a scorching aura that seemed to distort the very air.
The oppressive aura of a King-level expert, like an invisible mountain, instantly filled the entire cramped cell!
The Flame Duke, Frederick Britta, has arrived.
Linor's confident and arrogant expression froze instantly.
His blood-red pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size.
She felt the overwhelming pressure, far greater than any power she could currently muster...
I think I can't beat them!
What to do!
Will I die?
He didn't want to die! He was a Grand Duke of the vampire clan! He bore the future of the vampire clan on his shoulders!
Thinking about this!
Linor's petite body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Cold sweat streamed down my forehead incessantly!