Alex watched the Winthrop mansion from his hideout up in the skies, chuckling at the tough security filled with experienced cultivators and assassins.“Mm-hmm, you're really prepared to welcome me this time. How can I bear to disappoint you? I must of course put on a show that will be remembered for ages in your honor, my beloved family.” He whispered with a light chuckle, attaching his special tech devices to various parts of his body.“Is everything in position?” He asked, adjusting his hearing aid that can trap sounds from meters away.“Motion in set.” A voice replied through the ear plug in his ear.“There are lots of protective shields around the house, and super detectors laid down by grandmaster level formation experts. Also there are special triggers, defense mechanisms, and aura detectors hidden in various parts of the manor. And most importantly, there are special sets of shadow assassins hiding in the mansion, which are not among the main patrol guards, and they bear the in
Karen's eyes turned cold as he faced the window, there was none of the playful smile on his face. There was only an endless thirst for blood, the desire to destroy. Yeah, that's right. At the moment, all he could think about was creating chaos, causing problems, drawing blood, and disgracing the long time nightmare that wouldn't let him rest peacefully.“If blood doesn't dye this mansion red today, what is my gain? The esteemed guests in attendance should definitely have an entertaining show to enjoy, so that the tale of the good time they enjoyed in the Winthrop's manor can be told with relish for years.” He said and laughed evilly, reaching into his pocket for his special prepaid phone.“Yes sir,”“It's time to draw the tiger out if its’ lair, start the process.” He instructed coldly, his eyes equivalent to two chips of ice with hues of blood, probably due to the bloodlust driving him crazy with need.He took a deep drag of his cigarette, taking a sip of whiskey at intervals.After
Eleanor rubbed her cheeks, fighting back tears, as her boss harassed her.“Why are you staring at me like that? I will slap you again. Just to deliver a buffet of roasted chicken to the ballroom, you wasted a whole five minutes. You're as useless as the father of your bastards. Idiot.” The woman spat, fuming as she chastised Eleanor for taking five minutes to reach the ballroom.Eleanor swallowed the lump in her throat, enduring the humiliation.It was clear that her boss merely enjoyed bullying her because it was assumed that she was weak, without a single support or person to defend her.There were others loitering around in the ballroom, doing nothing.Some others left for the ballroom to deliver the buffet trays to the waiters in the ballroom, since twenty minutes ago, yet they were not back. She didn't even raise an eyebrow when one of them sauntered in with a chicken thigh stolen from the tray, near the kitchen door. But Eleanor who had always tried to be an upright worker that
Karen walked briskly towards them and grabbed Eleanor's jaw, giving her a loud slap while she was still lying on the pile of cake which made the mess.Everyone gasped in surprise, they have never seen him so furious.“Do they pay you to be so lazy and clumsy?” Stephanie, Karen's sister asked angrily, setting down her glass of red wine.“This painting you just destroyed is the ethereal ascendance painting worth a billion dollars, how are you going to repay me?” Karen roared furiously, kicking her belly.“Ah? Wasn't it worth four hundred million dollars? When did it appreciate to a billion dollars?” A guest whispered, talking to her companion in a low voice.“It was a trap. But who is she? Why are they paying her attention?” Another whispered.Eleanor's heart jumped out of her chest. Immediately she heard the price.“I wasn't the one that destroyed the painting! I was walking before them with the trolley bearing the cake, only for them to hit me from behind with the painting, knocking m
Karen looked at his watch, frowning by the second.“Any movements yet?” He whispered, turning to his assistant.“No, sir. No movement has been detected.” A dark cloud fell over Karen's face as he looked at Eleanor, who was nearly losing consciousness.She would have already been dead if not for the sacred beast meat and special herbs used to prepare food at Alex’s villa. The special herbs purified her physique and organ, strengthening them to be equivalent to that of a cultivator. If not, she would have long been dead due to the merciless torture she have been receiving for half an hour.Karen walked to her, and grabbed her face.“I guess you're as useless as they say. You couldn't even lure him here. I will give you one more chance, tell me where he lives and there will be a chance for negotiation.” Karen said, pinching her jaws.Eleanor remembered the incident of that morning, and how offended she was at being blindfolded. She immediately burst into boisterous laughter, laughing lo
Alex's father Immediately stood up from his chair, at the last row of the section arranged for the Winthrop family.No matter how much he and Alex hated each other, he was still his father. There was a time he also wanted Alex dead, but now that the moment finally came before him, he felt distressed.A soft hand caught his wrist, holding him firmly.She gave him a stern look, warning him with her eyes. And like a puppet being manipulated by a master puppeteer, he slowly sat down, while his second wife smiled victoriously, patting his arm.“That's it, good boy. He's no longer your son, or a part of this family. I have given you a son, and a daughter, you don't need him. He has been dead for a while, just ignore it.” She whispered, smiling warmly at him.“Karen, don't force me to go on a rampage here. For the sake of your guests, you better postpone this madness.” Alex said coldly, tightening his arms on Eleanor.“The words of a dead man. Dear cousin, you can't escape today. Every momen
The magical symbols and spells interwoven to form a net, rushing towards Alex while ignoring the rest.Alex's ears Immediately picked up the man's whispers, making him realize they were trying to confirm his identity as Dracula.But the Winthrop family doesn't know about his connection to that identity, otherwise they would have done everything possible to suck up to him, instead of rashly attacking him. So who was the mysterious man controlling things in the dark?The man's aura had controlled bloodlust around him, and seemed somewhat familiar, confusing Alex. But he couldn't recall the owner, even though he was sure he had encountered the person in the past.A flying dagger narrowly missed him, making his mind quickly snap back to the issue at hand.He giggled, not planning to give the person hiding the satisfaction of discerning his identity.Balls of fire rolled out from his bracelet, forming a magical flaming orb around him, preventing the net from touching his body.“He's weari
A huge gust of wind swept out from the staff, banging all doors and windows in the ballroom shut.Screams of panic arose in the ballroom as all possible ways of escape had been destroyed.Most people were already regretting attending the municipal ball, blaming everyone around them.A black thunder clap scattered in the air, followed by a strange hum, which was coming from the staff.An ancient voice was speaking and making incantations in an unknown language, which was definitely not of this world, making cold sweat run down the body of the guests hanging around.Even those from the Winthrop family weren't spared from having a heart attack, out of profound distress.As they were still trying to come to terms with the voice speaking in the staff, a spiritual music began to play from the staff, singing in a language unknown. There was only one thing everyone in the ballroom could see at that moment; death, countless deaths.“The abracadabra show was well choreographed and prepared. But