Luo Yan had no expectation for these foolish things to be of any use in a head-on fight; not causing trouble for him would already be a blessing.

The magic power of his opponent was clearly superior, each move filled with an overwhelming sense of oppression, yet their spellcasting speed was surprisingly inferior to his own.

He didn't believe this was a matter of proficiency, but rather it seemed they had sustained no small injury in the previous barrage, preventing them from unleashing their full capabilities.

Silver peak?

Or perhaps Gold level!

Watching the dissipating blood-red barrier, Luo Yan dared not be the slightest bit careless. While preparing his next round of spells with his magic wand in hand, he also readied the Gold level magic ring in his fingers, ready to respond to any sudden charge forth for a close-combat duel with the enemy.

If it was a vampire, such a possibility existed.

Those creatures were among the few races adept at both close-range combat and spellcasting, just as they were both High-level Undead and High-level Demons.

But they were not without weaknesses.

Compared to usual Undead and Demons, those with a dual identity almost had double the aversion to light!

Especially to the Holy Light!

"Giggle giggle..." A bell-like laugh suddenly echoed from the shadows, akin to a specter prowling through a graveyard.

The voice seemed to come from all directions, making it difficult to pinpoint its exact location.

Luo Yan, while on the alert, stalled for time as he spoke.

"It seems the Dragon family has fallen... even stooping to cheat in a duel, huh?"

Openly declaring one's combatants was one of the rules.

Before the duel began, Xino Dragon had not mentioned a Gold level vampire among the Black Wind Castle's defenders.

Nevertheless, this was inside the ruins, invisible to the arena spectators. Perhaps exactly for that reason, they dared to brazenly lay this ambush here.

Upon hearing Luo Yan's sarcasm, the person hidden in the darkness merely laughed off his words, unconcerned.

"Cheating? A duel? Concerned about such trivialities when death is upon you?"

The voice seemed to be that of a young girl.

And not very old, at that.

Frankly speaking, Luo Yan disliked conversing with immature brats, since communication could be extremely frustrating.

Especially when such a brat, by virtue of talent or bloodline, happened to be outrageously strong, they would almost surely be as stubborn as a mule.

Until someone came along to teach her a lesson during her growth.

If that person never appeared, she would likely carry that nasty temper to her grave.

"Who exactly are you? You don't seem to be a servant of the Dragon family... Could it be that you're Xino's fiancée? That would truly be his misfortune."

The person suddenly shouted in anger.

"Shut up, who would be interested in that dumb ox!"

Luo Yan slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Are you here for me?"

The voice chuckled in response.

"Hehe, you've finally realized."

Luo Yan sighed and said.

"I don't recall offending any vampire... Can we put an end to this charade? I'm busy and don't have time for your guessing games."

The voice suddenly turned cold, like the freezing winter of December, perhaps pricked by a word he said.

"Offense? Forgive my bluntness, but your very existence is an offense. Your living in this world is the greatest blasphemy against the Colin family."

The Colin family?

Luo Yan frowned slightly; the name seemed familiar.

But that wasn't the point—

He chewed over the words repeatedly, suddenly tasting the incredible information within.

"Wait! You mean to say..."

The girl hiding in the dark no longer concealed herself, stepping out from the shadows with a splendidly cold smile.

She wore a black dress cinched at the waist, with the hem trailing down to her ankles, the carefully selected attire as though she were attending someone's funeral.

As Luo Yan had predicted, the earlier bombardment had left her far from unscathed; indeed, it was sheer luck she was still alive at all.

At least those comrades who had lain in wait with her were certainly dead beyond doubt.

But even with her considerable injuries, even her limping gait as she walked, did nothing to dim the murderous intent in her eyes.

"Remember my name, Vivian Colin."

"And then... farewell, my dear half-brother."

"Blame it on our common father, who was as foolish as he was cowardly."

The immature villain always seemed to make the mistake of talking too much.

But what could one expect from a sixteen-or seventeen-year-old child?

This individual might still be smugly thinking she manipulated others, completely unaware that she was the one being used.

Frankly, the Dragon family had crossed several lines.

Looking at the blood scab converging on her slender fingertips, Luo Yan sighed slightly and cast the spell he had prepared in advance.

He could have acted when she was halfway through her speech.

But bearing in mind the bonds of blood, he chose instead to wait until she finished her piece before teaching her this lesson.

"May the Holy Light be with you!"

Vivian: "???"

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