Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Even if he was unbelievably handsome, his poor facial color still diminished his looks.

He also shrank in comparison to the third-generation vampire, whose strength was said to compete with that of God’s.

Ning Shu’s contempt towards him infuriated Perry.

Who was this lowly human to look down on him?

Perry bared his teeth and let out a hoarse roar from his throat as if trying to do a demonstration of strength.

Ning Shu was indifferent. “What’re you doing? Both your old ancestor and I are waiting for you to translate. What are you roaring for?”

Perry: …

“…He asked what school of Eastern magic you learned,” Perry icily said.

Ning Shu smiled and said, “I invented my own. Besides, how can I just tell you the name of my esteemed master so carelessly?”

Perry revealed his sharp teeth again. “I advise you to speak properly, lest the blood patriarch turn you into ashes.”

The vampires addressed the third-generation vampires as blood patriarchs.

Ning Shu lifted her chin. “Come on, then. Oh, I’m so scared~ Come on, attack me! The one who doesn’t attack me is a sissy~”

The crowd: …

So crude…

Perry had lived for so long, so he thought of himself as a cultured man with a great personality. However, Ning Shu’s shamelessness still greatly offended him.

It only added to his long list of things to resent Ning Shu for. He also couldn’t accept that Ning Shu had actually made him feel fear.

If Ning Shu had truly been weak, Perry wouldn’t have been so emotionally disturbed. He would’ve just waved his hand and decimated her.

The third-generation vampire, who was still hovering in the air and surrounded by bats, couldn’t really understand what the hell Ning Shu was saying.

However, seeing her complacent and arrogant expression, he knew that she was not saying anything complimentary.

The third-generation vampire’s expression was confused for a split second. Had he slept for too long?

Had people ceased to fear and worship the vampires?

Perry relayed Ning Shu’s words with gritted teeth to the third-generation vampire.

The third-generation vampire frowned and his sharp gaze turned towards Ning Shu.

Ning Shu was still smiling, but her body was tense. She was ready to fight back and attack him.

She wanted to test the strength of the newly awakened third-generation vampire.

His strength must have decreased after he got injured. Even if he’d been laying dormant until today, his strength must still not be at its peak.

The bats around the third-generation vampire screeched and swarmed towards Ning Shu.

They looked terrifying. They had scarlet eyes, and they were bigger and more hideous than the average bats.

They swarmed towards Ning Shu like a dense, black cloud.

Darlene raised her staff to release her magic, but Ning Shu pulled Darlene behind her back.

With a few hand signs, a miniature fire dragon swam out of her hands and rushed towards the bats.

The two forces met and the bats fell to the ground like hail.

The bats were roasted to their deaths. The air was now filled with the smell of roasted meat.

The third-generation vampire didn’t even blink as his bats died.

He never expected them to be able to deal with an Eastern magic wielder anyway.

Although they couldn’t deal with this Eastern magic wielder, they were enough to deal with ordinary people.

The third-generation vampire raised his hand. His ruby rings, reflecting the sunlight with a ghostly luster, were a very, very unsettlingly red.

Although Ning Shu had no idea what the third-generation vampire wanted to do, it was certainly nothing good for her side.

The atmosphere grew heavy. The third-generation vampire chanted a string of complex and hardly intelligible words.

Ning Shu didn’t bother asking Perry to translate. He could do whatever he liked.

This big fight was inevitable.

After the third-generation vampire finished chanting, a dark ‘cloud’ appeared in the sky. It was too far away, so no one could see what it truly was.

MTL Editor: Ran