Modern World Warlock-Chapter 181: Vampire Sentinel

As Megan and her attacker kept fighting and pushing themselves around, the spectators who were watching the idols leave started recording the event, thinking that it was part of the show.

When Dante’s attacker pulled out a gemstone from his pocket, the warlock knew that he would use it to cast a spell.

Still, instead of avoiding it or protecting himself against it, Dante waited for his opponent to use it, feeling curious about what magic was inside the gem.

"Demonic hold!" The man shouted, making the gem glow for a brief second.

"..."

’Nothing happened!’ The man thought, starting to feel more desperate.

"Did you just try using a spell to imprison low-ranked demons on me?" Dante asked, raising an eyebrow.

*Tch* The attacker clicked his tongue and took another step back.

*Pfft* Dante scoffed and looked to the side, covering his mouth while trying to hide his laughter.

"What the hell are you…?" The white-haired man asked.

"I’m a human, of course…" Dante replied with a cheeky smile.

"If that’s all you have to show me, then I’m afraid we gotta end this soon… You’ve already wasted a lot of our time," he continued.

In the blink of an eye, Dante appeared before his attacker and gave him an uppercut that launched him up into the air.

"Woooo!" "Waaaow!" The people cheered as they kept recording with their phones.

Megan and her opponent were more evenly matched, but the brunette’s close-combat experience was much greater, so she began to overwhelm the vampire girl with a barrage of fists and kicks that she couldn’t fully protect from.

"Arrgh, fuck it—I’m doing it!" The girl suddenly shouted.

"Number 4!" Her companion yelled even louder as if he was scolding her.

The two attackers had a few bruises and cuts on their bodies, and the man’s mask was starting to crumble, prompting them to fly upwards to get away.

’Hmm, we should at least question one of them…’ Dante thought, making a finger-gun gesture with his hand and pointing it at the two vampires trying to fly away.

"Shadow Bolt," he muttered, releasing a small shadowy projectile that traveled to its target at the speed of a bullet, hitting the girl’s wings.

Before she could fall to the ground, Dante cast "Wings of the Fallen" and made his black wings appear behind him, allowing him to catch the girl in mid-air as she plummeted down.

Right as he caught the girl, she tried to claw the warlock’s face. Still, he simply whipped his head back to avoid it and cast "Abyssal Chains" on her, materializing black chains that ensnared her body.

The girl’s companion tried to assist her, pointing both of his palms at Dante and producing several magic circles to appear beside him.

Dante realized that the man was about to use a barrage of spells on him, but Dante had hundreds of people watching from the ground, so if he avoided them, they would get hit and die.

"Crimson Barrage!" The man shouted.

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"Shadow Wall," Dante cast in return, generating a massive black veil that covered a wide area, protecting the people below him from the burning blood projectiles.

When the attack ceased, the shadow wall disappeared, and Dante returned to the ground while holding the captured assailant with him.

The people kept cheering and clapping, praising them for the "after-show," which confused the pair at first. However, they realized that the fans’ version of the events benefitted them.

Dante took the girl to an SUV that the ordinary security guards were using, and Megan went into the limousine to explain to the idols what had happened.

The women were in shock after witnessing their fight, knowing that it wasn’t a scripted show and that they were actually in danger.

Kim Mi-Yun noticed Megan’s bleeding knuckles from one of the attacks she dished out, and the woman asked for the first-aid kit so that she could take care of it.

’Hmm? Why does she look so worried about me? It’s just a little cut…’ Megan pondered, seeing Kim Mi-Yun cleaning and bandaging her hand.

On the SUV that followed the limousine, Dante sat in the back with the masked girl, using that chance to remove it from her and detail her face.

The girl didn’t look over sixteen years old, but her facial expression and demeanor said otherwise.

Her long white hair and crimson eyes were a clear hint that she was a vampire, and when Dante saw her fangs, he confirmed his suspicions.

"You must be a sentinel…" Dante muttered.

The girl widened her eyes in disbelief, realizing that the security guards knew a lot more about vampires than she thought.

"Your companion was a bit stronger—Probably a vampire lord, right?" Dante continued.

"How do you know those terms!? Who the fuck are you!?" the badmouthed girl asked.

Dante knew that vampires had different clans, but all of the clans had the same categorization for their members.

The patriarch was always at the top, responsible for creating more vampires to join their clan.

The elder vampires were the most powerful subordinates that the patriarchs had and would usually take their superior’s role if something happened to them.

Vampire lords were nowhere near the level of an elder vampire, but they were still the strongest out of the rest of the subordinates.

Sentinels were relatively new vampires, with most of them not being over twenty years old.

At the bottom of the categories, vampires would be called "fledglings," and these were the weakest and new additions to the vampire clan.

Most fledglings were children under sixteen years old, so vampire clans didn’t use them as pawns. Instead, they preferred to train their fledglings until they evolved into a sentinel.

While Dante wasn’t entirely sure that his guesses were correct, he could tell what the category of their attackers was simply by witnessing their power level.

"Sorry to say, a sentinel and a vampire lord isn’t enough to take me down…" Dante commented.

The girl bit her lips with apprehension, feeling a bit nervous about her situation, but she couldn’t move a muscle with the abyssal chains around her.