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Since that chaotic afternoon, Hazel had been living in this basement. She made the choice not to contact Alpha Cyril. Besides Claud, who was the only one aware of Hazel’s whereabouts.

During the day, they would hide in the basement for blood control exercises. Claud would use fresh blood to entice Hazel, and she had to keep her distance from the blood bag. At first, it wasn’t smooth; Hazel often succumbed to the allure of blood, rushing towards Claud to snatch the blood bag.

“When you smell blood, you must take a deep breath and regain your consciousness,” Claud didn’t blame Hazel for her weak control but guided her to feel all her enhanced senses step by step.

“Deep breath… It’s food, not a forbidden apple,” Hazel restrained her primal desires, trying hard to absorb the lessons. Her restless mind gradually calmed down.

At night, Claud would take Hazel to the foothills outside the small town. The terrain here was rugged, with lush and fragrant trees growing again in the valleys and along those ancient paths. Wild and vibrant, they almost covered the entire greenery outside the town.

But Claud and Hazel’s cold breath sharply contrasted with the wild vitality of the wilderness. Here, Claud conducted Hazel’s special skill training – Eclipse.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Hazel emitted the unique hiss of a vampire, her blue eyes quickly shifting to blood red. Then, she manipulated the blood inside her, plunging her entire body into another hollow state.

As Hazel’s body experienced endless emptiness, the surrounding environment changed. The scent of slaughter lingered throughout the mountains, animals hid, the cold wind rustled, and the wind sounded like the wailing of countless lost souls. Dark clouds swiftly gathered in the sky, and darkness instantly shrouded the entire wilderness, creating a solemn atmosphere.

“Take your gun,” Hazel said indifferently. When enhancing her abilities, Hazel always challenged Claud fearlessly.

Claud expressed satisfaction with Hazel’s increasing strength and had high expectations for her skills.

Suddenly, a pitch-black mist enveloped the entire mountainous area. Even a trace of moonlight couldn’t penetrate. In the darkness, Hazel’s eyes were exceptionally sharp, her blood-red eyes standing out. However, for Claud, he couldn’t see Hazel at all. Claud was completely swallowed by darkness, holding a sword, relying solely on hearing to determine where Hazel was.

“I found you!”

Claud raised his gun and charged towards Hazel, hearing her faint breath, accelerating to reach her. Just as Claud moved swiftly, a huge rock on the mountainside suddenly exploded. The peeled-off stones slowly differentiated into hundreds of small rocks!

The stones seemed conscious and flew towards Claud, leaving him no chance to evade.

Claud’s eyes widened, and the whistling wind filled his ears. He dodged around like lightning.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of hundreds of stones echoed through the mountains, announcing Hazel’s victory.

After a while, the surroundings gradually fell silent. Even the wind disappeared, and the animals held their breath.

At this moment, Hazel jumped onto a tree, using the trunk as support. She leaped back towards Claud and landed a heavy punch on him.

Claud chuckled coldly, skillfully flipping over and evading the punch. The atmosphere in the entire mountain became tense. Under the sudden pressure, Claud found it challenging to resist Hazel’s cold and deep dominance.

Hazel chuckled lightly, and within her laughter, a dark force with thunderous momentum descended from the sky. It destroyed the trees around the mountains, leaving only the land beneath Hazel’s feet intact. The scene instantly crumbled and disintegrated.

As the words fell, Claud, holding a gun, madly swept the area, standing opposite Hazel. In the blink of an eye, the mountains all around turned into a flat land.

“Your power is too great, Hazel,” Claud cast her a surprised and pleased look. He knew Azrael highly valued Hazel’s abilities. The former Azrael had told him that if Hazel’s power could envelop the entire Northern Continent, vampires would dominate the world.

Claud seemed to sense Azrael’s prophecy about to come true.

After the power training, Hazel followed Claud back to the basement before the sun rose.

On the way back, Claud remembered that spring. It was the beginning of everything, and he began following the young vampire king.

At that time, all the villages were celebrating a festival, which came unusually early that year, making the weather chilly.

Claud was a tall young man with long black hair and blue-purple eyes, dressed in dirty jeans and a black T-shirt. He had just become independent from his parents. However, his life was always tumultuous and nomadic.

People in the village were used to such idle young folks like him.

Compared to the joyful and lively festival atmosphere in the village, Claud felt very cold and weak. He hadn’t eaten anything for over 16 hours and urgently needed nourishment.

The festive feast was ready, and the villagers were singing joyfully and dancing happily until nightfall.

Dark shadows suddenly appeared in the village.

“It’s time for us to enjoy the feast,” weakened Claud lay under a tree, hearing a cold voice.

Soon, the villagers scattered in all directions, chased and hunted by vampires. Some were torn apart, their hearts and brains falling into the ashes. Villagers wailed everywhere, and the vampires enjoyed an endless bloody feast.

Silence fell, and the air was filled with smoke. Homemade bricks were shattered, pots were broken, and numerous bodies lay on the ground, waiting for the invasion of flies.

The god of fate favored Claud; he escaped disaster by not participating in the feast. However, his presence attracted Azrael.

“Human, what’s your name?” Azrael squinted, a hint of sympathy crossing his eyes.

“Cla… ud, my name is Claud,” Claud struggled to utter his name.

“Do you want to attain immortality?”

“Life on Earth is too bitter. Please give me the last hope.”

Azrael suddenly bit Claud’s neck, pouring his blood into his veins, shifting Claud.

When he woke up again, Claud’s complexion had turned pale, and his eyes had changed from purple-blue to blood red. Everything had completely transformed. Claud breathed the air anew, feeling the beauty in everything.

“More beautiful than the human world is the world of darkness. Welcome to your arrival,” Azrael said as he helped up Claud. In his eyes, there was appreciation, as if he had created a perfect piece of art.

From that point on, Claud became completely loyal to his creator. His life in the human purgatory was unbearable. The despicable humans showed no sympathy-weak, ugly, and even killing each other. He witnessed mothers sacrificing children and husbands slaughtering wives to appease vampires for survival.

Claud’s heart grew utterly disgusted with everything human. His infatuation with darkness made his power stronger. He seemed born to be a vampire, quickly standing out among the vampire warriors.

Azrael was pleased with him, ordering him to be his right-hand man and starting to teach his blood kin.

Claud devotedly imparted all his skills to Hawthore. However, what did he receive?

In the basement, Claud mocked himself. He got abandonment, betrayal. All because Hawthore was a pureblood, and he was just a Hybrid.

But all of this was about to change.

He gently stroked Hazel’s hair. This girl, a Hybrid, would become the queen of the vampire kingdom.