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Chapter 236 The Most Painful Way to Die_1
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Chapter 236: Chapter 236 The Most Painful Way to Die_1

Aiden and Veronica both slightly widened their eyes.

Ophelia?

Is this guy... planning a jailbreak?

"What do you plan to do with that prisoner?" Aiden asked. freewebnovёl.ƈom

"No more talking, just do it now!!" the vampire woman shouted excitedly, "She must come out wearing the Anti-Magic Shackles, right now!!"

Aware of what this implied, Aiden realized something.

A vampire restrained by Anti-Magic Shackles, would be unable to use blood magic or tap into the vampires’ innate shape-shifting abilities; essentially becoming helpless, like a fish on a cutting board.

This guy’s goal was not to "rescue" Ophelia, but rather to "kidnap" her.

With a bit of thought, Aiden understood their purpose—they were probably planning to take Ophelia hostage to target Kael Callado.

It seemed the Blood Moon Cult had also noticed the obstruction efforts of the Primogenitor Faction and were preparing a countermeasure.

At the same time, Aiden was certain that the person standing opposite him was not the supervisor, but a lower-ranked vampire being controlled.

In the past, there had been incidents in the Autonomous State where terrorists held civilians and even law enforcement officers hostage to demand the release of their comrades imprisoned in jail. However, from the law enforcement’s standpoint, they essentially never agree to such demands. Instead, they resolve the situation through negotiation or by force to rescue the hostages, especially when it comes to a dangerous criminal like Ophelia, whose threat level reaches S-rank.

Using the method of holding a prison guard hostage to request the release of a prisoner was reckless at best; it could easily put oneself in grave danger.

As the mastermind capable of deploying smoke bombs against the Heresy Tribunal, it was unlikely that he would personally get involved in such a perilous situation.

Aiden was just about to speak again to probe further when the vampire grew even more agitated: "Stop wasting time! Or else I’ll stab her first!"

It seemed impossible to continue the conversation in this state. Aiden looked towards Veronica and nodded slightly.

Understanding his signal, Veronica instantaneously gripped the vampire’s wrist tightly.

The vampire woman only felt a sharp pain in her wrist and instinctively tried to stab down with the blood knife in her hand, but found her hand immobilized as if clamped by a bear’s jaw. Then Veronica twisted her grip on the woman’s wrist forcefully, and a "crack" was heard. Intense pain shot through the vampire woman’s consciousness.

Before she could react, Veronica had already grabbed her broken wrist, flipped her over her shoulder to the ground, and then stamped down hard on her—Veronica was never soft on such dangerous criminals.

The vampire woman felt a painful jolt in her arm, and everything in her view flipped upside down in an instant; agony began to surge throughout her body.

She didn’t understand how she had been overpowered by the hostage, but at this moment, only one thought prevailed in her mind—transform, to split her body into bats and escape from here.

Being caught meant failure, and failure... meant death!

However, Aiden didn’t give her the chance to transform. He shot a magic-devouring bullet at her leg, sealing her abilities.

"No, don’t!" the vampire woman realized she couldn’t transform and could only cry out in despair.

"Behave, or the next shot will aim for your heart!" Aiden threatened coldly.

Veronica took the opportunity to subdue her opponent by pinning their arms behind their back.

Aiden immediately looked around.

The supervisor, who sent this vampiress to stage such a farce, probably didn’t just intend to try to hijack the prison; he likely also wanted to test the waters here.

If that were the case, he might be hiding somewhere nearby, secretly observing. freewёbnoνel.com

Upon seeing this, Veronica, although still unclear about the cause and effect, realized that Aiden was looking for something and started looking around vigilantly as well.

Then, she was the first one to spot someone hiding in the distance, "Chief, over there!"

Aiden immediately followed her gaze—about five hundred meters away in the clock tower of this district, a shadowy figure flitted past a window, disappearing into the shadows inside.

It was impressive that Veronica could spot it with just a glance from such a long distance.

"Shall we go after him to block his escape?" Veronica promptly looked to Aiden.

"No need, that guy is a vampire, he can just fly away from the top of the tower, there’s no blocking him," Aiden shook his head. The adversary had secured quite a safe position for himself, making pursuit essentially impossible.

Furthermore, Aiden wasn’t ready to confront such an opponent head-on.

He turned his attention to the captured vampiress and began the interrogation, "Are you from the Blood Moon Cult?"

But the woman ignored his question and just widened her eyes, shouting deliriously, "No! Help, help me! Please save me!!"

"Stop yelling, answer my question!!" Aiden warned her.

The woman continued to wail, her voice now tinged with sobs, "Don’t! I don’t want to die yet!"

Just as Aiden was about to say something more, the woman’s skin began to decay at a rate visible to the naked eye, as though scorched by an invisible flame.

"No, no, no—" the woman’s voice grew more agonized.

Aiden’s eyes widened; this skin burning process... was a reactive injury that occurred when a vampire was exposed to the sun, splashed with Holy Water, or under the influence of a life-affirming magic spell.

Lower-class vampires, if exposed to the harsh sunlight, could be burned beyond healing within a matter of seconds and turned completely to ash within two minutes. Although higher-class vampires could tolerate some exposure to the sun, they would still be slightly injured, and theoretically, given enough time under intense sunlight, even a vampire prince could be burned to death—although such a dose was virtually unattainable under natural conditions.

It was evening now, and while the sun was still out, it had already set. The remaining sunlight essentially posed no harm to titled vampires, and this vampire had been in the sun just now without showing any symptoms. There was no reason she should suddenly start suffering from the sunset.

It was the power of the "Death Authority"—Aiden suddenly realized.

After speaking with Abigail yesterday, Aiden had visited Melifilia in the underground prison, asking her about the powers of the "Death Authority."

At that time, Melifilia had answered him, "I haven’t studied the ability of the ’Death Authority’ in any particular depth... I should say I have only dabbled a bit in the subordinate powers of other Thrones. I only know of two powers of the ’Death Authority’: one is the ’Death Strike,’ which kills a specified target, and the other is the ’Undead,’ which governs death.

The power of the Death Strike is easy to understand—it’s about killing, taking life... But the power of ’Death’ can work on any being that has the concept of ’death.’ Once it takes effect, the targeted individual will die from some feasible method of death... drowning, decapitation, strangulation, disease, and even aging."

Being burned to death by the sun is indeed the most excruciating way to die for vampires, who belong to a special, undead species.

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