Chapter 297
by post_apiChapter 297: Scorching Sunlight
Although she was a vampire, the Scarlet Moon—queen among queens—feared no sunlight.
She simply disliked it.
Instead of meeting Profligate
outdoors, she chose the
vampire’s club for their
rendezvous. The city of
Tatsumi was in no condition
for leisurely dates anyway.
The destruction that plagued
Tatsumi City could only be
described as catastrophic. A
third of its area lay in ruins,
with the remaining structures
bearing scars from battles and
earthquakes. Overnight,
countless families lost their
homes, swallowed by despair.
Some survivors, faced with the
enormity of the calamity and
the revelation of extraordinary
powers, chose to end their
lives. For many, the world had
become an unrecognizable
abyss of chaos.
Yet, for all the despair,
extraordinary powers offered a
glimmer of hope.
The Leaf King, absent yet
omnipresent, declared his
resolve to restore Tatsumi City
in a single day. Not just to its
former state but to something
grander—a symbol of
resurgence.
As the newly anointed leader
of the Air Alliance, the Leaf
King laid out an ambitious,
nationwide reconstruction
plan. Within six months, he
promised to obliterate the
remnants of the Doomsday
Crisis, stabilizing prices,
ensuring employment, and
reviving cities.
The announcement ignited a
spark of hope across the
nation. Yet, in Tatsumi City, the
excitement was tempered by
unease.
The Leaf King was not just
their king; he was the supreme
leader of the Air Alliance, a
figure of immense power and
influence. Tatsumi City was
set to become the “Highest
City,” a hub of strategic
importance. Departments like
the Demon Hunt Agency and
the Eyes of the Empire would
soon relocate here,
accompanied by powerful
individuals such as “World.”
However, in the hearts of
Tatsumi City’s people, only one
ruler mattered—the savior of
the Babel Tower.
And at this very moment, that
savior—Bai Yan—was stepping
into the Scarlet Moon’s private
room in the vampire’s club.
The room was shrouded in
darkness, and the Scarlet
Moon’s domineering presence
radiated from within.
“You finally came,” she said,
her tone unreadable.
“Perhaps I came at the wrong
time?” Bai Yan quipped.
“You have self-awareness. Just
looking at your face disgusts
me.”
“Should I leave then?”
“No, you should stay.”
The Scarlet Moon gestured
toward a table where blood
extraction equipment lay
neatly arranged.
“Draw your blood,” she
commanded.
Bai Yan, unfazed, pointed to
his neck with a smirk. “Why not
bite directly? You seemed to
enjoy it last time, even if it hurt
me badly.”
Her silence lingered before she
replied, “I’m not accustomed
to physical contact. Use the
equipment.”
“Why do you want my blood?”
The Scarlet Moon hesitated. “A
whim. But I will compensate
you with a Relic.”
Bai Yan chuckled. “Regular
Relics don’t interest me.
Civilization-level Relics are
beyond your reach.”
“Then what do you want?” she
asked, her voice devoid of
anger, yet tinged with
desperation.
Bai Yan leaned closer, pressing
gently on her face. His gaze
pierced the veil of darkness.
Time froze.
In the suspended reality, Bai
Yan uncovered her secret—
hematodipsia, an obsession
with blood beyond her control.
As time resumed, the Scarlet
Moon stood unchanged,
oblivious to his discovery.
“I don’t want to give you my
blood,” he declared, turning to
leave.
“Wait,” she called, appearing in
front of him, her breath
quickened. “I need your blood.”
Bai Yan’s calm facade
remained. “I know. But I’ve
already said no.”
“What do you want from me?
My body? My submission to
Babel Tower?”
Bai Yan shook his head. “You
think you’re being used, but
who isn’t? Even gods serve a
purpose. You want my blood,
but only comrades receive
such loyalty from me. You’re
just an ‘ally.'”
He sighed. “Forget it. Just take
it and leave me alone.”
The Scarlet Moon approached,
wrapping her hands around
his neck. This time, her bite
was gentle. Bai Yan, braced for
pain, found only a soothing
warmth.
The taste of his blood
overwhelmed her, erasing
centuries of loneliness. She
drank deeply, unable to stop
Bai Yan tried to push her away,
but her grip was unyielding.
Finally, he escaped through his
abilities, leaving her frustrated
yet satisfied.
As she licked the last drop
from her fingers, the Scarlet
Moon murmured, “Why does
his blood feel… richer every
time?”
She didn’t understand the
mystery surrounding him or
the Savior of Babel Tower, but
for now, the thirst was
quenched.
Elsewhere, allies of the Babel
Tower prepared for the battles
ahead. Mu Ling, bathed in
newfound power, vowed
unwavering loyalty to the
Savior. Her ability, Nightfall,
promised dominance in future
wars.
Ganis, reborn through divine
intervention, discovered his
blazing power, a gift from an
Outer God. With a heart
aflame, he pledged to fulfill his
duty to the Savior, even as
shadows loomed over his fate.
And in the heart of Tatsumi
City, whispers of rebellion and
hope intertwined, setting the
stage for the next chapter in
this unfolding saga.