Chapter 2093 by Marina Vittori
An Understated Dominance
The one-eyed warrior was furious when he was being ignored. He quickly moved forward with his sword in his hands and delivered a powerful blow to the silhouette.
The silhouette didnât turn around nor did it avoid the attack. Instead, it simply lifted its hand and caught the curved longsword aiming at him.
Sparks flew when the silhouetteâs pale and weak-looking hand caught the one -eyed warriorâs curved longsword. It was as if the hand was made of steel.
âW-What?â The one-eyed warriorâs eyes widened in shock.1
He didnât think that the silhouette would be able to block a strike this strong with bare hands. He couldnât even retrieve his sword no matter how hard he tried. Who was this person?
The one-eyed warriorâs sword was broken into many pieces as the silhouette clenched its fist around the sword tighter.
In the next moment, the silhouette turned around abruptly and revealed its pale and sickly face. Its blood-red eyes shone with a demonic glow in the dark.
The silhouette growled and opened its bloody mouth as it rushed forward, aiming for the one-eyed warriorâs jugular vein. It moved so fast that the warrior wasnât able to react.
âWillem! Thatâs enough!â Bailey spoke up in time to stop the silhouette when he saw that the one-eyed warriorâs neck was about to be devoured.
The silhouette suddenly froze in place when it heard Bailey talking. Its sharp fangs had already grazed the skin of the one-eyed warriorâs neck.
The silhouette was very close to sinking its fangs into the one-eyed warriorâs jugular vein. The one-eyed warrior was so terrified that he stood rooted to the ground. He was so afraid to move that he even held his breath.
He felt as if he was in a nightmare at that moment, he could only feel fear in his heart. He knew that the silhouette standing before him wasnât a human, it was a bloodthirsty monster!
âBailey, I had to travel very far for this appointment. It seems that your friend doesnât welcome me. I may be a gentleman, but I donât like having a sword in my face.â Willem, the silhouette, turned around slowly and replaced his menacing and violent look with a seemingly kind and gentle smile.
âWillem, if you had come in through the front door, this misunderstanding wouldnât have happened.â Bailey laughed.
âThis is something that is unique to me. Plebeians like you wouldnât understand.â Willem chucked away the broken pieces of the curved longsword in his hand and deftly took out a white silk handkerchief to wipe his hands.
âMr. Alessandro, please allow me to introduce my friend.â Bailey turned toward Willem as he stood up. âThis is my old friend, Willem. Heâs the Vice Commander of Esmingtonâs Royal Knights.â
âEsmingtonâs Royal Knights?â Anthony frowned and blurted, âAre you the legendary Blood Devil Willem?â
The Kimbokuan warriors were shocked to hear that, especially the one-eyed warrior. He couldnât disguise the horror he felt.
Blood Devil Willem was a frightening existence in Esmington. He consumed human blood for sustenance. He was also a very powerful and cruel person.
In addition to that, he was immortal! Regardless of the severity of the injury he suffered, including decapitation, he could be revived with fresh blood. This was the ghastly trait of the Blood Devil!
They never thought they could see the Blood Devil with their own eyes!