Chapter 580: Secret 4

He looked down, it was White Hair’s severed hand, its sharp nails furiously scratching about. It was this thing that grabbed on the his ankle earlier, the one that left 5 deep scratch marks.

From afar, White Hair’s skull suddenly split open wide, revealing a gigantic fanged mouth, roaring at Garen.

"Intruder! Chief won’t let you off that easily! You’re dead! Dead!! Hahahahaha…..." White Hair loudly laughed.

Garen bit his lip.

"What strong life force..." Looking at his opponents ferocious fangs, those bloodshot eyes, and that pale skin, it all reminded him of a certain familiar species.

"You’re a blood breed?" He unconsciously said aloud.

White Hair’s laughter suddenly came to an abrupt stop. He looked at Garen, stunned.

"You… You’re not a Vampire?"

Bam!

With a strong stomp, Garen bust open White Hair’s head. Inside, the inside was absent of blood or flesh, just a clump of black dust, nothing else remained.