Bab 688: True Evil

"WHAT!" The silver dragon cried, clenching a fist. "Why! I should be looking at his brain and spinal matter spilling out, painting the snow red!"

He looked at Arad's open skull, "Why then! Why in the nine hells is this man's head empty!"

Nothing came out of Arad's head. It was empty, without a single trace of a brain.

"This airhead, where is his brain?" The silver dragon swung his fists at Arad's corpse, pummeling it from head to toe, "It matters not,"

CRACK! A thin hand emerged from Arad's back, scaring the silver dragon and making him step back. "What is this?!" He gasped, seeing a child crawl out of the corpse. Chuzuke turned toward the silver dragon, his eyes glowing with a mixed light of purple and red.

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Vlad's vampiric power wasn't simple. It was, in fact, separated into three different stages, excluding the natural vampire powers like enchanted senses and super regeneration.