told in the family. However, he was not distracted by her words. The werewolf roared and slashed at the bat swarm with his paws. It created a piercing sound which tore the air. The cloud-like bat swarm was split in half by sheer pressure of the wind. Casar’s strong body which was already inflated like a beast, swooped out of the torn bat cloud and pounced on Vivian in the middle of the air. He then shouted, "What do you mean?!"
Vivian did not dodge at all. She just gave him a sardonic smile and turned into countless bats, which dispersed in all directions just as Casar’s paw almost caught her hair.
"Just a trick!" The werewolf growled angrily. Suddenly, his body was surrounded by a strong and thick, dark fog. The dark fog moved out towards the swarm of bats. The speed it was spreading was no less than the speed of the flying bats. Almost 80% or 90% of bats were shrouded in fog within seconds. The bats struggled in the smoke and finally freed themselves from the entanglement before the smoke covered them completely. Vivian reformed her body a hundred meters away. She looked at Casar Ebben with a slight surprise. She did not expect this "kid" to be quite hard to deal with.
Werewolves were poor in magic. However, as a supplement, they had innate skills to make up for their shortcomings such as curses, obscurities, shadows and the like. The Ebben Family was a very famous group of wolves. Their natural ability was this strange and unpredictable dark fog. The dark fog did not have much effect in terms of attack but, it had troublesome spatial attributes, which were useful either in the transfer of objects or blockade of certain areas. Although Vivian claimed to have beaten the ancestors of the Ebben Family, she honestly did not really want to get tangled up in the pesky dark fog. What she liked was to bully the werewolves who often had a silly, crude and careless side. It was easier to deal with a mage warrior; however, it was a headache to fight with a dark knight.
"You were able to get out…" Casar Ebben's body was filled with dark fog. Coupled with his sinister appearance, he looked like a demon. "You are not an ordinary vampire. Tell me your name, let’s have a fair fight."
"Who still cares about that these days?!" A scarlet pike materialized in Vivian’s hand and she threw it with all her strength towards Casar Ebben. "Go to hell!"
The expression on Casar Ebben’s face changed as soon as the scarlet pike appeared. He could take on all of Vivian’s attacks head-on but this time, he turned into a big cloud of dark smoke, dispersed and escaped in all directions. The scarlet pike seemed to have life. The moment the enemy escaped, it turned to the direction of black smoke in the air and ripped. It stabbed into the nearest cloud of smoke.
A whiff of burnt fur came from the smoke. Then, the pike and smoke vanished at the same time.
The rest of the smoke cloud quickly gathered in another place. Casar Ebben regained his physical form but he looked a lot more compromised than he did earlier. The fur on his face was charred and his coat was ragged. A wisp of blood flowed from his forehead, suffused with an abnormal, red light.
"You are the countess who can summon the red moon, Vivian Annsesta..." Ebben forcibly wiped the blood off his face. The wolf’s body expanded again which seemed to fully catalyze the werewolf’s potential in order to deal with the enemy. "You’re still alive?!"
With her hands on her chest, Vivian descended slowly and asked, "Oh, I even had a name like that back then?"
The battle between them was vigorous. Vivian had the upper hand and did not seem to need Hao Ren’s help. So, he simply found a place at the side, stayed there and watched the show. He was ready to release a black pike whenever there was a chance or sneak into the warehouse to look for Lily when Casar Ebben was not paying attention. However, their conversation during the fight had peaked his curiosity. He almost fell onto the ground when he heard Vivian’s words. He thought: Vampire lady, can you please not descend from the sky in such a graceful posture before saying such a thing?
The look on Casar Ebben’s face was quite strange but still better than Hao Ren’s. He remained vigilant while he slowly distanced himself from Vivian. "So, it’s you… Can’t remember your own name, roamed the world... Even the vampire family didn’t know which side you belonged to so, they simply named you a countess… same as the record in the family."
Vivian looked interested and said, "Let’s stop fighting. Tell me more about how I’m recorded in your family. I really can’t remember what happened back then."
Is now a good time to chat? Of course, not. No matter what Vivian thought, Casar Ebben was certainly not going to talk nonsense with the enemy, especially when the vampire in front him was the infamous, odd and tough countess. He remembered the warnings for the younger generation in his family records. As such, he lowered his head, black smoke covering his entire body and directly stormed upwards!
Vivian flapped her giant wings and flew back into the air. She then said, "Tsk… then I’ll ask for more details after I’ve knocked you down. I’m in an excellent state today!"