The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

Twilight had descended, and the last rays of the sunset had completely dissipated, yet the entirety of Fierce Hell Avenue was still illuminated as if it were broad daylight.

The flowing magma had dried up, leaving a silent, yellow-brown crust behind. Rows of pale, mummified corpses lay on both sides of the street. After enduring the ravages of the five great races, Fierce Hell Avenue was in a state of utter disrepair.

Despite the horrific scene before them, the chaotic spectators' expressions grew even more frenzied and excited.

They swarmed from all directions, crowding the venue to the brim. The number of onlookers kept growing, especially when the Chaos Fairy Legislative Assembly made its appearance, pushing the event's popularity to its peak.

How bitter is life, yet it grants us the chance to witness such wondrous sights.

The Chaos Legislation Group, a group that could only be described as the most indefinable force at the frontier.

Indefinable, indescribable.

If capital city envoys are considered foreign invaders, then the Chaos Legislation Group is the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao.

Lady Hannah, a Fourth Order enforcer.

John, a Fourth Order Vampire Nobility.

They stood opposed to each other, and for a moment, the air almost seemed to solidify.

Reporters from the Chaos Wheel Daily News had already linked up to the main hall for an interview, and an emergency headline was printed for today's edition. The news pointed out that, according to a Mr. An Su who wished to remain anonymous, this great battle was actually a result of a troubled romance.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He declared that the Chaos Followers were unaware of the fact that Sir John had once peddled his services at the frontier.

This background had already been romanticized; during his youth in Fanael, he peddled his services—goblins, orcs, shadow elves, and even the Volcanic Demon were among his customers.

While many Believers may not believe it, if one thinks carefully, how could a vampire bat become a noble unless it offered something in return? That something could only be his services.

But after his rise to success, he would have to return to the frontier to erase this history. Otherwise, why would he massacre so many people for no reason?

Could it possibly be because of some vile act of provocation?

And the reason Lady Hannah approached Sir John was to make personal use of public resources and keep him as her patron!

An Su's interview was quite gossipy, but the Chaos Daily loves outrageous and wild stories as they stir hearts and attract attention the most. They thus published the story, with one spark igniting a fire and one rumor, the excitement soared, and in no time at all, the streets were empty.

Chaotic spectators flocked to the scene, and the betting houses had already given out the odds for tonight's fight: Hannah versus John at two to one.

It was only to be expected that John's odds were higher than Hannah's.

After all, although both were of the Fourth Order as Magicians,

the Chaos Legislation Group inherently possesses the law of chaos,

Female Fourth Order＞Male Fourth Order≈Male Sacred Order!

This law, which twists all creation, is Mother Goddess of Chaos's blessing to the Legislation Group, and it is also why the Chaos Legislation Group can stand at the pinnacle of frontier cities!

'Who is the one spreading these rumors about girls.'

Hannah felt she had quite the charm. Though she was from the frontiers, she held an official post in Farol.

As for that vampire above her head, despite having an appearance of a certain standard and a seemingly refined demeanor, he was born in the capital with an inherited title—his status was passable. His family might own a few hundred acres of estate, but he was nowhere near her match.

To think that such a man hoped to attract her attention through media manipulation was simply delusional.

She had come to settle accounts with the Volcanic Demon below, but upon her arrival, she found the demon already dealt with by the vampire, its mouth scalded with several blisters.

To go to such lengths to pursue her certainly earned the man some points!

Hannah was willing to give John a chance to court her.

She sent him a covert glance.

With a slight bat of her bell-sized eyes, her full lips parted, and her sturdy finger lightly touched her red lips, blowing John a kiss—an indication that it was all right for the man to take the initiative.

John clearly understood the monster's message. It was an ancient vampire's hunting etiquette, meaning "Your blood and life are now mine!"

This was simply preposterous.

Sir John had never known such humiliation before,

Luojia's incessant 'broken through, broken through, broken through' loop continued to replay in his ears, turning the sweet chirping insults into the delusion of a young maiden on the opposite side.

In his anger, he could not help but feel a touch of desire for this woman who had caught his attention.

If that was the case, to bestow a favor on such a lowly creature from the frontier by deigning to grant her a first embrace, making her a blood descendant, would be a way to make this wench less arrogant!

That could be acceptable.

Entertaining the notion of a love story between a Vampire Count and a commoner woman,

was something he could accept too.

It was comparably romantic, a matter of elegance, and might even become a bestselling book.

However, upon actually meeting Hannah, he was confronted with a creature so corpulent and large!

Count John felt profoundly deceived.

Deeply hurt.

He would never again believe in illusions!

That creature must have used 'Voice-Changing Magic' to deceive a young lord from the capital like him!

The fury in his chest had reached a peak. Since you want battle, let there be battle!

The chaotic spectators around him erupted into cheers, and after such a tense stand-off, Count John finally made a move!

His form dispersed into a swirl of blood mist, quietly chanting an intermediate stage Blood Magic spell.

The blood mist surged backward, engulfing Hannah in an overwhelming assault, each touch of the mist leaving a bloody hole in her robust body. In an instant, blood gushed from Hannah's surroundings.