"Vampire Blade!"

Maxwell was dumbfounded.

He already knew that after levelling up, he could be rewarded with a martial technique from novels. But killing bosses would also net him these items?

Items apart from martial technique?

If this were the case, then the future would be really awesome! He definitely had to kill a few more bosses to take advantage of this!

The first time killing a boss and he was already rewarded with such a domineering vampire blade. Then, in the future, when he kills some super bosses, wouldn't the items be heaven-defying?

This is way too amazing!

His heart was twisted up into a happy knot. And upon looking at the domineering Vampire blade, he wanted to immediately take it out to play with.

Since the limelight was completely stolen by the mysterious person previously.

If he didn't bring out such a domineering blade to steal back some limelight, how could he face himself?

Suddenly, Maxwell smiled conceited and made a thought to bring out the Vampire blade.

"Crackle!"

"Warning: Strength is not enough to use items!"

"Huh? What's going on?"

He tried again and the system gave him the same warning.

"Warning: Strength is not enough to use items!"

"I just levelled up, so how can it say I lack the strength?" Maxwell wandered for a bit before looking up the properties of the Vampire blade.

He didn't bother paying attention to the other details because just seeing its weight alone had already made him dumbfounded.

"2500lbs!"

"Shit man, this blade weighs two thousand five hundred pounds already!" Maxwell almost fainted from the scare. The Vampire Blade looked bigger than he remembered. The entirely white blade part reflected a blood red light filled with a slaughter aura. It gave off a feeling that it could suck out one's spirit and soul, and the malevolent energy it exuded felt like it wanted to drink the blood of everyone in this world.

The malevolent energy was extremely thick!

The killing intent was extremely thick as well!

It was similar to a peerless soldier who had undergone many deadly battles.

Maxwell carefully scrutinised the blade, and his heart inexplicably underwent some changes. In just a mere moment, the anger disappeared from his heart. Instead, his killing intent and violent aura started rising before heading straight for his mind.

Thin traces of blood started appearing within his pupils...

Unconsciously, the aura around Maxwell started changing.

A thick chilling aura was released that contained a heavy killing intent.

Those disciples who were on his side had become breathless and pale-faced from his killing intent. Even the two Dukes at the silver rank inside the main hall were trying their hardest to resist this intent as their faces scrunched up in discomfort.

Maxwell didn't realise this was happening. He was slowly losing control of his consciousness…

The worst thing about this was that he had no clue it was happening.

"Boss... Boss!"

Constantine's voice sounded like he was calling out from the bottom of a valley that was filled with echoes. Maxwell shook his head and everything before his eyes appeared blurry.

His line of sight began to gradually blur even more as the sky started spinning around.

At this time, the world Maxwell was in appeared to be drenched in a blood red colour.

He was now in the midst of a boundless battlefield surrounded by corpses. Fresh blood flowed out from those bodies and even managed to dye the sky red. This place was filled with endless killing intent where even a grim reaper might be fearful of.

Not too far away, a mountain... a mountain piled with corpses where blood flowed out like a creek. At the peak of the corpse mountain was a huge blade reflecting off a bloody light.

A huge blade that weighed two thousand five hundred pounds!

Vampire Blade!

"Hahaha... I, Dracula have appeared once again!"

A mournful ghostly cry suddenly laughed. Maxwell looked up and mumbled: "Isn't that my Vampire Blade?"

"Hey, kid! Is my world fun?" Dracula madly shouted.

Maxwell asked with some doubt: "Your world?"

"This is my world of slaughter - Myriad blades shall slaughter all and everything!"

Maxwell then asked: "Myriads of blades shall slaughter all and everything... These people were all killed by you?"

"That's right, are you frightened by it?"

Maxwell replied: "You lunatic!"

The surrounding area was densely filled with corpses. One could not see the end of those lifeless bodies and Maxwell estimated there were at least millions of them. This was simply too terrifying!

It's no wonder that the Vampire Blade had such a strong violent killing intent.

It was basically a murderous maniac.

"Hahaha... Kid, the killing intent in your heart is no less than mine. But this is good too. After killing you, the esoteric behind my killing intent will rise to a whole other level. Hahaha..." Dracula started laughing madly.

The blood colored sky started to darken.

The winds started howling like crazy and Maxwell felt the pressure of the blade's aura oppressing him. At this moment, he actually felt his time of death arriving causing his heart to feel dismayed.

He turned around and started running.

But this was Dracula's world of slaughter. It was its world, so no matter how hard Maxwell tried to run, there was no way he could escape it.

"Hahaha... Kid, just become part of my killing intent."

A huge earth-shaking blade slashed down from the heavens. The huge blade aura was like a space rift descending down with a single slash!

"Oh shit! I'm really finished now!" Maxwell was out of ideas. When facing this powerful energy, he was currently even smaller than an ant!

But he didn't give up!

He lowered his fists and roared into the sky: "Level 2 Overdrive!"

Power immediately burst out from him while his fists started turning red. Maxwell once again roared out: "Magma Attack!"

The hot magma started dripping from his fists giving off hissing sounds.

Maxwell's eyes twisted into a strange look as he looked up into the sky. He then growled: "You want to kill me? That will depend on whether you have the ability or not!"

"Dragon Fire Palm Attack!"

His fists were like cannons as he started bombarding the sky with them.

When facing the oppressive blade aura, Maxwell's magma fists punched out continuously. The incoming blade aura slowed down and its power weakened, causing Dracula to be quite unhappy.

In this world, he was the King and the Master. How could it allow someone to provoke him like this?

Suddenly, Dracula coldly smiled and growled: "Vampire Slash!"

With that command, the blade aura retreated and the true body sliced down.

It was as fast as lightning.

The momentum of this blade strike was capable of destroying the heavens and the earth! Maxwell's mind and sea of consciousness were unable to move a single bit.

Unbearable! Extremely unbearable!

As the blade's body was only half a centimetre away from Maxwell, a gentle but loud cry rang in his ears. "Maxwell!"

"Bam!"

The Vampire Blade was knocked flying and the world of slaughter suddenly retracted.

It was at this moment that Maxwell suddenly sat up. His whole body was covered in sweat and droplets were still dripping from the tip of his hair. He was currently panting and felt like he had just died and crawled back up from the depths of hell.

Terrifying! Too terrifying!

If it weren't for Gwendolyn's cry, he most likely would have died already.

The moment he opened his eyes, it was already deep into the night.

"Maxwell, you're finally awake." Gwendolyn's eyes were red as she pounced forward sobbing on his shoulders. "You scared me to death!"

Maxwell swallowed hard as he gently patted Gwendolyn's back: "Silly girl, aren't I perfectly fine right now?"

He didn't know why her voice was able to scare Dracula. Maxwell then proceeded to open up the system interface to look at the Vampire Blade. Just the sight of it gave Maxwell a lingering fear in the back of his mind.

After secretly clenching his fists, Maxwell viciously said in his heart: "The day will come when I am able to conquer you."

Dracula's world of slaughter was too powerful.

If he was able to control the world of slaughter, just thinking about it started to make his blood boil.

At this time, Maxwell's blood was really boiling as a trace of evil killing intent came from his crotch. This killing intent was somehow ten thousand times stronger than the killing intent from the world of slaughter.

Gwendolyn's chest was currently against his chest. Having two soft and bouncy mounds pushed against him, Maxwell felt this was simply too amazing.

Add in the light fragrant smell from her body, Maxwell couldn't help but swallow heavily a few times. His body was in heat as he whispered, "Hey girl, the night is long, so how about we do some things that people love doing?"

"What is this thing that people love doing?" Gwendolyn got off Maxwell's chest and looked at his eyes that were in heat. She immediately realised what he had meant by what people love doing at night, and her face flushed red. She lowered her head, afraid to look at Maxwell's eyes, and mumbled: "You are really bad."

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