Nameless King

The girl's ability and her staff not only allowed her to heal angels but to actually resurrect them. This ability had many limitations, and death had to occur while the blood was still warm, otherwise the skill would have no effect.

This was also due to the unique properties of angels. They did not die the moment their heart stopped but because of the decay of energy. After death, it took some time for the energy to dissipate, which was the angels' actual death.

"She brought them back to life?"

"Yes, it's a scary ability, and it's not like the light they worship. They are like dark magicians or necromancers who hide behind masks."

"If I tear an angel apart, will it come back to life too?"

"No, look." Vlad said, pointing to the corpses of the angels below. Those angels whose bodies were damaged too badly could not be resurrected. The girl's power wasn't a miracle. It was just a plausible fake.

Crackle.

The vampires realized the gravity of the situation and immediately attacked the girl, but their attacks could not even partially damage the barrier. The angels made sure she was safe. If the girl dies, the dozens of angels she resurrected will die with her.

"Oh, this looks serious." Wain muttered and pointed his hand toward the barrier.

"Wait a minute. I can't let you take all the glory." The Vlad stopped him, and red electrical discharges appeared around his hand. They quickly transformed into a long, cone-shaped red spear. This spear was much stronger than Vlad's previous lightning bolts.

Wain put his hand down. He wasn't sure he could break through the barrier, considering that dozens of vampires had failed. Wain wanted to see what else Vlad was capable of.

Whooooooosh.

The thunder spear trembled, and Vlad threw it at the angels. The spear pierced several angels, wiped them into dust, and then collapsed on the barrier. The angels with four wings tried to stop it, but the energy of the spear threw them aside and scorched their wings.

The barrier cracked, and it shattered like glass. The girl didn't see it coming and tried to dodge it. She was lucky the spear didn't pierce her, but it tore off her right arm and two wings. She was in terrible pain, and scarlet blood gushed from her. However, she instantly began to recover.

"Damn, I missed. I thought I was going to kill her with that attack." Vlad said with a slight smile as he looked at his hand. It was shaking, and he could hardly squeeze it.

It was recoil and a side effect that would last a few minutes. It was also the reason why Vlad didn't use this technique against Wain.

'If that spear had hit me, I could hardly defend myself. It seems that Vlad is actually one of the strongest vampires in this town despite not being an elder.'

"She's running away! Finish her off!" The vampires exclaimed as they looked at the wounded girl. She only needed a few seconds to come to her senses, and the vampires understood that.

"AHAHAHA, Vlad, you did good! I can rightfully be proud of my son!" Vincent exclaimed, being in the heart of the battle, and raised his sword high above his head.

The sword lit up, and then a bloody pike appeared from beneath the ground like a blade that pierced the fleeing girl.

She vomited a mouthful of blood, and stakes appeared on the pike that pierced her and tore her apart.

"You bastard!" The angel with four wings roared like a wild beast and pounced on Vincent. Rage consumed him. He wanted revenge and thought of nothing but that.

Vincent did not notice the angel. He was mesmerized by the way the blood ran down the pike from the body of the girl he had killed.

The angel flew toward Vincent and attacked him, but suddenly bloody crosses appeared above him and pierced his wings. The angel was chained to the ground.

"Brother was right as always." Ena calmly said, slowly walking toward the angel, "Father, you should be more careful. If I hadn't been here, you would have been hurt."

"Ah, it's no big deal. This angel is not strong enough to pose a danger to me, a small cut would quickly heal."

Vincent walked over to the angel and, with an unemotional face, crushed his head like an insect. Vincent did not become one of the elders by luck. He was tough and strong. Vincent understood better than most how to deal with invaders.

...

"Vlad, you said you were slightly weaker than your father, but is that true? Who will win if you fight?"

"This is one of those questions that I don't want to know the answer to. My relationship with my father has always been complicated, but I don't want to be enemies with him. It's just a little misunderstanding between father and son, nothing more." Vlad said and snapped his finger.

Clouds appeared over the group of angels, and lightning struck them, charring their bodies.

"I see." Wain nodded, "Do you think this is the end?"

After Vlad and Vincent killed the girl who cured the angels, dominance returned to the vampires, but most of the main families had not engaged in battle so far.

"Maybe. It depends on how strong their resentment and hatred are. Angels aren't used to backing down. They're pretty arrogant and arrogant."

"Huh, aren't vampires the same way?"

"Not really. We're strong, and we know it, but we recognize that all Pillars are worthy opponents even though many are afraid to fight us. On the other hand, the Angels are not used to anyone better than them. They don't even recognize the power of the elves, who also often use the element of light."

"Hmm, hell, I always thought of angels as quite different, though it doesn't matter. Vlad, could the amulet Lucian stole have been something special? Maybe the angels didn't come here for revenge, but for the amulet?"

Vlad shrugged, "I don't know. It's not that important anyway. They attacked my house, and I didn't care what the reason was. I will destroy them."