The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 603 - 324: Beings of the Immortal Realm, Arrayed Like Hemp_2

An Su inhaled sharply. So that's how it was—it was Dracula's brother, Pigula, no wonder he seemed so ferocious!

Everything made sense now; it was just that he, a country bumpkin, was making a mountain out of a molehill.

Indeed, the Chaotic Holy Capital—its level of chaos far surpassed that of the Chaotic Frontier.

The vampires of the Chaotic Frontier would at most dare to drink HIV-infected blood. Afterward, they would turn deathly pale, foam at the mouth, and their faces would erupt with pustules.

But the lords of this Holy City would even casually drink menstrual blood—how ruthless.

Feeling the surrounding gazes of respect and fear, Viscount Pigula let out an elegant chuckle. Those who came from the countryside and reeked of foreign soil were doomed to be his stepping stones. Anyone who did not dare to taste such exalted flavor didn't deserve to be called a citizen of the Holy City; they were simply not chaotic enough.

Only he was qualified to pass this political audit.

Though he had yet to set foot on the land of Awad, Viscount Pigula already saw himself as the big boss of the Holy City. Here, in this land of chaos, he would build an enterprise far greater than his cousin Count Dracula's by bringing the genuine flavor of menstrual blood to the Holy City, spreading it through every street, and establishing a grand commercial empire.

"Pigula, you've arrived quite early."

At that moment, a grim voice rose from the crowd.

Another master?

An Su's pupils narrowed, and he looked towards the source of the voice, only to see a chilling cold, rolling dark clouds, and gusts of sinister wind, even the autumn rain seemed to freeze in midair. A humanoid creature draped in a dark cloak, wearing a cowboy hat, appeared—and beneath that hat were murky, beastly yellow eyes.

"Heh..."

He too was of the high-tier Saint level, showing off a wild smile at Viscount Pigula while the stench of blood filled the air.

Werewolves, the pinnacle of the Demon Seed orcs, fed on decaying flesh and were the natural enemies of vampires.

If Viscount Pigula was a symbol of elegance, then this person embodied untamed wildness.

"Even this infamous figure has appeared!"

A shocked cry erupted again from the crowd, "He is the younger brother of the most famous werewolf in the world, 'Van Helsing.' This man is even fiercer and more ferocious than his own brother."

"How fierce?" An Su asked curiously. No matter how fierce, it couldn't be worse than Pigula, who drank menstrual blood.

"He drank the menstrual blood of an HIV-infected woman live on a broadcast, just to prove he's fiercer than Pigula," someone nearby told him, the person's shoulders trembling violently.

"This is Van Helsing's werewolf brother, the fierce Van Debao."

"....Fierce," An Su nodded sincerely, utterly convinced.

An Su's mouth twitched slightly. So this is what they meant by fierce—literally living fiercely!

Indeed, only orcs from the Holy Capital would be so daring. The orcs from the Chaotic Frontier would at most contract some biochemical virus and lose their sense of sanity.

This one had indeed upgraded in every way.

"All eyes on me, look at me,"

The fierce Van Debao, making his entrance, clapped his hands intensely, producing a domineering and vast howl like that of an alpha wolf, drowning out all other noise in the area. Thousands of stowaways watched him with solemn and fearful faces as Van Debao continued his regal howling. His lofty honor was kingly, his demeanor as divine as a god, and his voice rumbled deep, like sand and sea rubbishing together to sing an epic. As he spoke, it was as if declaring Independence Day—

"I hereby announce a matter, I am a fool!"

That high-pitched song resounded to the heavens and echoed long in the ears of the crowd—even the citizens inside Awad Holy City could faintly hear the reverberation. At that moment, even the autumn wind ceased to flow; all was silent except for that resonating sound within their hearts.

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After a brief silence, astonished shouts erupted throughout the venue.

Faced with this new level of fierce bravado, everyone turned pale with alarm, retreating half a step back. Even Viscount Pigula looked grave; he had not expected, after just a few months, this guy's level of chaos had reached such a terrifying extent. Both his intelligence and courage far exceeded ordinary people.

What the Kingdom of Chaos now lacked most were these kinds of brave agents of chaos.

Viscount Pigula's gaze sharpened; this man was indeed his rival.

An Su shook his head slightly, not having expected the abstract pinnacle of chaos that Avad had become; these were merely prospective citizens of the Outer City, and yet so many talented individuals had emerged. One could only imagine the indescribable chaos of the Inner City.

He sighed softly, thinking that there couldn't be anyone more formidable in this composition check... Just as An Su thought this, Viscount Pigula and the fierce Van Debao froze, declaring gravely, "Move back, the reserves of the Chaos Rainbow Envoy are coming!"

Upon hearing this, over a thousand Chaotic Pre-selected People scattered like birds and beasts, stepping aside, their heads bowed, shoulders trembling slightly.

The Chaos Rainbow Envoy—what was that?

An Su was somewhat puzzled and queried the people nearby.

"Do you know about the Chaos Legislation Group?" The person replied, looking at An Su with a contemptuous roll of their eyes while keeping their head low.

Of course, An Su knew about the Chaos Legislation Group. Even his 'City of Free Radiance' from the realm of magic had one. The Chaos Legislation Group consisted of the highest-class beings from the Chaotic Frontier, deeply blessed by the Mother Goddess of Chaos, endowed with the Divine Gift of the 'female Third Tier > male Fourth Tier ≈ male Holy Tier' Chaos Law, truly the peak within chaos.

"So, you are the orphan who came from the countryside."