The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

"...."

The Blood Servant was stunned.

He didn't come back to his senses for a long while.
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His leech-like, small round eyes blinked as he blankly withdrew his gaze from Arthur's still steaming, scorching Holy Sword. Subconsciously, he reached out, touched the corner of his mouth, and could feel that it was scorching liquid.

The Blood Servant was at an infant stage of a vampire, having some intelligence but clearly, with his current intellect, he temporarily couldn't comprehend the situation.

Such a scene was incomprehensible to anyone.

Confused, he lowered his head again and unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, as if savoring.

Hot liquid... should be... delicious blood... that's how the Blood Servant's intelligence could interpret it.

It must be blood coming out from one's body.

But the taste of that blood was strange, salty, astringent, and slightly yellowish in color; it was supposed to be distasteful, yet it carried a bizarre echo, like a pure malt whiskey, imbued with the blazing breath of the sun, while at the same time enwrapped with a hint of a peculiar icy flavor, so deadly, yet so enchanting,

like ice and fire expanding ferociously in a human alchemical furnace, using Arthur as a catalyst, continuously colliding and blending.

Master Luo Xiaohei was the first to discover this phenomenon; Holy Water had a strange attraction to chaotic creatures, and if slightly diluted, it could become like Great Ice.

After Master Arthur's modification, the yellow blood had a diluting effect.

It got the Blood Servant addicted.

All vampire creatures in the artificial world were cyclically reused; after each event simulation ended, their materials would be re-crafted by the alchemists. Thus, this vampire was also an old employee; by the record, Arthur should have called it a senior.

Although nearly all memories were erased each cycle, there were still some lingering taste memories.

In the many cycles, it had overseen countless saints, tasted countless saints' exquisite blood, but had never encountered this particular flavor before.

At this moment, the unique taste awakened, and the vampire finally realized— this kid's blood was tropical flavored!

The Blood Servant stood dumbfounded for a long time. The flavor of this human's blood was rather scattered, but the high concentration of Holy Water made up for this aspect. If it were all infused with Holy Water, it might prove fatal. Now, the best thing to do was to quickly spit it out from his mouth!

His mind had finally cleared completely, and he was fully aware of his major slip-up.

With all four hands gripping his own neck, his entire face turned purple. The Holy Water had entered the Blood Servant's lungs through his throat; the Holy radiance was burning him. He widened his eyes, glared fiercely at Arthur, "The water... is poison...."

The Blood Servant tried to push his arms down his throat in an attempt to force out the Holy Water, but how could Arthur give him another chance?

"Feel the Sun Family's Sun Flame—"

"This is our alchemists' greatest flame."

His eyes filled with tears, the flames that had lingered inside Arthur for a long time finally awakened at this moment. The overwhelming power of the Sun Flame could no longer be resisted, bound to burn away all the filth and darkness of this world.

But behold, the blazing light ascended from Arthur's eyes, the Sun's unique radiance dispelled the dark room. The will of the Sun Knight was awakening within Arthur; at this moment, he seemed to see countless Sun ancestors calling out to him.

"Watch closely, this strike will be very stylish."

While the Holy Sword's trial period had not yet expired, he delivered a direct punch to the vampire's chest, a impactful blow carrying the sound of rushing wind.

The Blood Servant's undead nature and resistance were already scorched by Holy Water, and this punch inflicted injury. His breastbone collapsed, surprisingly unable to instantly heal, and the Blood Servant winced in pain, his throat sweetened, forcing his mouth to open.

"Sun Holy Sword—"

Arthur seized this opportunity, unsheathed the Holy Sword once more. The Blood Servant was startled by this man's formidable Holy Sword, it could even piss against the wind so high. He was caught off guard once again, unable to resist, his undead nature completely burnt out.

He knew, this time, he had lost.

What a satisfying celebration.

The Blood Servant staggered backs a few steps. The Holy Water and Sun Flame had burned away his insides, no longer able to support his massive form, he weakly knelt, his huge body gradually dissolving into a pool of thick blood.

On the brink of death, he weakly propped his eyes open, his lips slightly quivering, there was one last question he had to ask before he could die in peace, his resentment not dissipating. He stared straight at Arthur and asked,

"The Sun Flame... damn... where's the fire?"

All this while, the Blood Servant hadn't seen a trace of actual fire, this guy kept mentioning some dormant Sun Flame inside him, yet not a spark was produced.

It was all damn splashing Holy Water!

"Hmph. I'll make sure you die enlightened."

"This is my most miraculous Human Alchemy, this Holy Sword, is indeed forged by the Sun Flame inside me..."

Arthur chuckled quietly in a lonely manner, having the demeanor of a true knight, he sheathed his sword. In his imagination, his appearance must be really stylish and melancholic at the moment,

The lonely sound echoed in the room for a long time, reverberating off the beams, only to cease long after, ready to solve his enemy's last confusion.