[Name: Azriel Ruinous ]

[Age: 18 ]

[Mana Cultivation: Mortal.]

[Body Cultivation: Mortal. ]

[Race: Primordial Vampire ]

[Talent: God]

[LVL: 2 — 3 ]

[HP: 320/320]

[STR: 16 — 18 ]

[AGL: 24 — 26]

[VIT: 32 — 34 ]

[STM: 23 — 25]

[INT: 32 — 34 ]

[DEF: 14 — 16 ]

[Blank Points: 3 — 6]

After levelling up to the second level, Azriel found it hard to level up further, however, since he could still feel his strength increasing a little every time he devoured a human, he continued killing and feeding until finally, after killing around 1000 humans, he levelled up again.

Yes, within the last 4 days, Azriel had destroyed 4 villages and had killed more than 1000 humans, nevertheless, he was still not done.

Right now, he was lying on Andhghati Village head’s bed.

Just like Lockwood and other villages, Andhghati village was a small village with around 250 people in it and this village was Azriel’s next target.

He then smiled happily as he saw the village head lying on the floor with a blank expression.

“And you humans had the guts to target us, vampires? I wonder who gave you that confidence… You weaklings can’t even resist the [Charm] and you dare to enslave us, vampires? Pathetic.” Azriel snorted in disgust before he turned around and closed his eyes.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

However, before he could sleep, someone knocked at the door and Azriel frowned.

He then stood up and hid behind the bed before he removed the [Charm].

As if his life had returned to them, the village head’s blank eyes regained their shine and he furrowed his brows in confusion.

‘What happened?’ The village head thought in bewilderment when he noticed that he was lying on the floor.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

However, before he could think too much about this, someone knocked on the door and he walked towards it.

“Coming! Coming!”

The village head then opened the door and a middle-aged man who was knocking on the door smiled.

“Hello, Village head, my name is Fern Hawk, I am a traveller and wanted to rest in this village for the next few days, I went to the village’s inn but they told me to talk to the village head and gave me your address”

“Ah, yes. I am sorry about the trouble. You must have heard the rumour about someone massacring the nearby villages right? For safety purposes, we now do not allow anyone unknown to enter our village. Do you have any way to prove your identity?” The village head questioned.

The nobles did not spread the information about a vampire killing humans for reasons, however, they did let the news about the massacre spread and cautioned the other villages.

“Oh, no worries, here, this is my ration card, it even has Baron Satyam’s stamp on it. Will that work?” Fern smiled before he showed his ration card and questioned.

“That would work perfectly. Here, take this batch, give this to the Inn’s receptionist and you can stay here for as long as you like” The village head smiled as well before he gave a wooden batch to Fern.

After exchanging some more pleasantries, Fern left.

‘This is the 4th one today…’ Azriel, who was hearing everything from inside the room thought inwardly before a smile appeared on his face and he shrugged.

‘Well, no need to worry about it, the heavens are just giving me more food.’

“Who are you!?”

[Shut up and just lay on the floor, don’t disturb me]

The village head shouted in surprise and horror when he saw a pale-faced man standing in front of his bed, however, before he could do much, Azriel used [Charm] and his eyes turned blank again.

As for why Azriel bothered removing his [Charm] from the Village Head, it was because he noticed that in the Charmed state, the target will act as if he was a puppet and would only do what he or she is ordered.

Therefore, if he lets other people talk to the village head when he is charmed, many would become suspicious of his behaviour and it might ruin his plans.

Of course, Azriel would not care much even if his plan is somehow exposed since he could easily kill these weaklings, however, the process would be a lot more uncomfortable and tiring.

In short,

Azriel was lazy…

He then lay on the bed before he closed his eyes and slept.

The news about today’s ‘meeting’ has already been spread, and although the villagers still felt weird why the meeting is so late in the night, many of them had heard the rumours about the other villages and knew how serious the topic was.

Therefore, the villagers did not complain about it, however, they were still tensed about it.

…

At night, after every villager gathered in the meeting place, the Village head walked towards the stage with a blank look and muttered.

“This man will talk to you all”

Just like in the other villages, the people of this village frowned when they saw Azriel had covered his face, but again, since he was introduced by the Village head, they did not think too much about it and looked forward to what he was about to say.

Azriel then walked towards the centre of the stage, he did not care about what the villagers were thinking, he just saw them as his food, his blood-red eyes shined brightly and he ordered.

[All of you are required to form a line and offer your blood to me till I am satisfied.]

However, unlike in the past, this time, the process did not go as smoothly as before.

“What the hell is he saying?”

“No wait, something is weird…”

“These villagers! What are they doing!? Why are they forming a line!?”

“Those blood-red eyes! He’s that vampire! There is no group! He is alone!”

“Is he somehow controlling the Villagers!? What kind of absurd is that ability!? How is he doing it!?”

“It does not matter! Just capture him alive and the Marquees will get him to spill all his secrets! Attack!”

Then, 6 men took out their weapons and rushed towards Azriel, whose eyes had widened in shock.

‘T-They are not affected by [Charm]!?’