"Talk it over?"

The Exorcists, who were just about to make a move, looked at each other and then burst into laughter simultaneously.

"What does one of the Exorcism Codes say again? Hmm... that's right! Never trust the words of the Bizarre!"

"No, please wait! We are not the Bizarre, we're vampires! Ah..."

Multiple Exorcists attacked simultaneously, and the vampires had no power to resist. In almost the blink of an eye, they were overwhelmed by innumerable streams of Spiritual Power.

Among the ash that filled the sky, a streak of pitch-black light shot unnoticed towards the top floor of the Agency building.

As the ashes of the vampires scattered, someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up.

"Aren't vampires... the Bizarre?"

"Uh... um..."

"You guys, Manager Taran told you to read the materials more thoroughly, and she really wasn't wrong!" Debbie, who had been watching the whole thing for a while, couldn't help but slap her forehead in speechlessness.

"Vampires are Dark Creatures, similar to werewolves. They are completely different from the Bizarre!" A woman's voice, light and explanatory, came from behind them again.

"Uh... Manager Taran!"

The many Exorcists, hearing the familiar voice from behind, quickly turned around.

"Alright, everyone go back to work! We've already got news of the Bizarre needed for the promotion to Sixth Level Exorcist. Everyone remember to prepare well when you go back."

After Taran announced the good news, she waved her hand to signal everyone to disperse.

"Yes!" The crowd responded excitedly in unison and hurried back into the building.

They needed to prepare their Exorcism tools and get everything ready.

The dangers of Samor's promotion exam were still crystal clear to them.

Evil Spirits, compared to Evil Spirits, are essentially creatures from two different worlds.

Watching all the Exorcists disperse, Taran turned to look at the ash on the ground, feeling something was off.

Were there really Dark Creatures in the world that didn't know about the Exorcism Agency's headquarters? Or were these vampires ones that had just crawled out of some cave...

「...」

On the rooftop of the Agency building, Chu Feng watched the entire scene unfold through an open window, a pitch-black Cross Dagger twirling in his hand as he chuckled softly.

He certainly recognized the scent of these vampires.

The vampire he had wiped out in Texas remained a vivid memory, especially its powerful regenerative ability!

I wonder where that guy Sirio got this dagger from. It really is handy!

Chu Feng gently caressed the Runes on the Cross Dagger, marveling at the mysterious aura emanating from it.

This single dagger could restrain Dark Creatures with potent regenerative abilities, saving him considerable effort.

「...」

Inside a luxurious villa, an extravagant party was underway.

"Vandana de Nocte? What a strange name!" The owner of the villa said, raising an eyebrow as he wrapped his arms around a bewitching lady as alluring as a black rose.

Vandana looked at the uncouth man before her. A glint of cold light flashed in her eyes, but her voice remained soft as she asked, "Then may I ask, would you be willing to help expand the de Nocte Family?"

Mesmerized by the woman's seductive face, the villa's owner obviously misunderstood her intention in his daze.

"Of course, my darling!"

He then hurriedly leaned in, pressing kisses to the tender skin of her neck.

"Hehe~ Thank you for your agreement!"

Vandana, wrapping her arms around the man's body and leaning her head towards his neck, gently parted her lips, slowly revealing a pair of sharp fangs.

HISS.

Her long canines pierced deeply into the man's neck. As Vandana greedily drank his blood, the sound of gulping filled the air.

"Ugh... ah..."

A sharp pain shot through his neck. The villa's owner felt his body rapidly weaken as he struggled with all his might.

But the slender arms embracing him suddenly felt like steel, unyielding to his struggles.

His weak cries for help were completely drowned out by the music from the party inside the villa.

The people outside could never imagine what kind of transformation the master of the house was undergoing.

GASP... GASP...

The man, dumped on the ground, was too weak to move. His face was so ashen it seemed he might die at any moment.

Vandana hadn't drained him completely. Naturally, she had other plans.

The fangs that were used for blood-sucking slowly exuded a drop of fresh red blood, dripping into the mouth of the man on the ground.

Sitting on the sofa, Vandana's face was a shade paler. Her gaze fixed intently on the man writhing in pain on the floor as she whispered softly, "Eriks, believe me, the de Nocte Family will never perish!"

After what seemed like an eternity, the man on the floor ceased his struggles and lay still.

Vandana, who had been waiting patiently, allowed a slight smile to curve her lips as she turned her gaze outside.

To her ears, the rush of blood through countless veins outside sounded like an irresistible invitation.

Well then... the family that belongs to me, let it begin today!

「...」

Inside a luxury residence in Manhattan, New York, the city's wealthiest man, George Mancini, toyed with his newborn son as he slowly descended the stairs.

But the sight of the empty hall instantly darkened his expression.

"Los... Los?"

He suppressed his anger and called out twice. Receiving no response, George's expression grew even more displeased.

"Elias, go ask the staff downstairs where the hell Los has gone."

"Yes, sir!"

The middle-aged man following George responded and immediately left the room.

A short while later, the man returned, his expression slightly odd.

"Sir, about Los... he..."

Seeing the butler's hesitation, George seemed to realize something.

"Did that bastard go and cause trouble for Mr. Chu Feng's Exorcists again?"

In his rage, George's tone rose noticeably, frightening the baby in his arms into a loud cry.

WAAH! WAAH!

The middle-aged man remained silent, merely bowing slightly.

"Sorry, Fabrizio, I scared you!" Hearing the cries from his arms, George put aside his concerns about his troublesome eldest son and hurriedly soothed the infant.

"Go, bring that bastard back here!"

He casually ordered the butler. Then, seeing his younger son crying incessantly, George felt a headache coming on and hurriedly went upstairs.

"Dai Shanna... Dai Shanna..."

In another part of New York, within a civilian neighborhood in Brooklyn.

Melulan, now completely transformed, looked impassively at the residence before her, which was suffused with a bizarre aura.

"Mr. Brown, please trust in the Agency's professionalism. Your daughter will be back by your side soon."

After briefly reassuring the anxious client, Melulan casually activated the recording device on her chest, preparing to deal with the Evil Spirit in the house.

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