The Witch Hunter System-Chapter 716 Hecate’s Fury

The Evernight Territory was a land of eternal darkness as dark clouds perpetually shrouded its sky, blotting out the heavens beyond.

There was no moon, sun, or stars—just endless dark clouds looming over the skies.

However, this land of vampires was not one drowned in complete darkness and gloom. On the contrary, it was a boisterous land, full of nightlife; the light of night activities illuminated its land from every city within its borders.

In terms of population, the Evernight Territory was even ranked within the top three out of the Seven Great Devil Domains.

For the continuity and prosperity of the vampire race, the vampires practiced abstinence and limited their blood-drinking. At the same time, they allowed their livestock to develop and populate.

As such, vampires were only a minority. The other human and demon races made up most of the population. Nevertheless, the vampires' authority was absolute as they governed the land with a strict feudal system.

Furthermore, blood was the main currency in the Evernight Territory. The higher its quality, the higher its value.

Blood currency was also the only blood vampires could drink with indulgence. Excessive blood-sucking was strictly forbidden by law, and lawbreakers caught in the act would be sentenced to eternal sleep.

Besides absolute respect and obedience to the vampires, livestock in the Evernight Territory were given a lot of freedom and autonomy.

As such, their happiness level was quite high—especially among the high-quality livestock. They didn't need to work or worry about food. Sacrificing a bit of their blood was all they needed to acquire everything to survive and enjoy a carefree life of eating and playing.

However, such privileges were only reserved for those with blood of value. If one were weak or ill, their blood value would be little to none. Bad blood was worthless, and couldn't buy anything.

Furthermore, those with blood diseases were killed without exception.

As such, livestock still understood self-control and health maintenance. After all, a healthy, strong body would produce healthy, high-quality blood.

Thus, the labor force within the Evernight Territory was actually unbelievably impressive.

Under the rule of the vampires, their livestock lived happy, self-disciplined, yet enjoyable lives. The concept of fear was almost foreign to them besides those who failed to integrate with their society and follow the social norms.

At the very least, that was the case until now.

Now, half of the Evernight Territory was quaking in fear under the tyrannical and oppressive aura of a furious Great Devil. Whether they were livestock or the livestock of livestock, all found the devilish pressure suffocating and frightening beyond their imaginations.

Vladigold City was struck by this devilish pressure the heaviest.

"ABADDON, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!"

Hecate's wrathful words resounded throughout the sky, shaking the city below and the floating castle above with recurring sound waves like an echo.

However, each wave was even more mighty and deafening than the last, causing extensive and indiscriminate damage to weak objects and life forms alike. Even the deaf could hear its power, and the idiots could understand its horror.

The Great Devil Hecate was truly furious!

"D-Devil Queen, please calm down! If there's a problem with the Blood Ancestor, let us talk this out—!"

"SCRAM!"

Pfft—!

Several Royal Vampires of the older generations flew over to appease the enraged Great Devil, only to be sent splurting blood from their mouths with a single word.

Each one of them was no weaker than Peak Demigods, yet they were helplessly sent flying away like broken kites. The terrible power behind that one word could be imagined.

"ABADDON, COME OUT AND SEE ME RIGHT NOW!"

"STOP TESTING MY PATIENCE! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!"

"ABADDON—!!!"

Hecate's furious words continued to resonate throughout the land, causing wanton destruction in its wake. Buildings fell, and demons died. Death chased the shocking sound waves like a game of tag.

Despite all that, Abaddon's castle remained still without a single movement, completely irresponsive to Hecate's summoning. It almost seemed like no one was home, and Hecate was just wasting her breath.

However, Hecate knew Abaddon was definitely inside his ancient floating castle. She wasn't so foolish that she would vent her rage on an empty home.

The last trace of Hecate's patience vanished after her repeated calls all failed to produce their desired results. In that instant, her furious gaze turned frighteningly cold and decisive.

Swish!

Hecate casually swung her left hand, generating sharp winds as a crescent-shaped moonlight force sliced through the air, heading straight for the ancient floating castle. As it traveled, it grew with increasing power and size, intent on cleaving its target in half.

However, a blood sphere covered the ancient floating castle at the last moment. It absorbed Hecate's attack, reducing its heavenly destructive power to a mere ripple on the surface of the blood sphere.

Shortly after, the blood sphere dispersed, and a black-robed ancient vampire with long white hair emerged from within the ancient floating castle.

"You've gone too far, Hecate!" Abaddon stated with a hint of anger.

"Heh, I've gone too far?" Hecate snickered for a moment before her eyes burned with greater fury. "How dare you talk to me about going too far after what you did! The gall you have, Abaddon!"

"And what exactly did I do? Oh, I know. I just picked up the trash you threw away and turned it into something useful. What's the problem with that?" Abaddon sneered with a cold smile.

Hecate immediately understood that Abaddon had no intention of admitting his mistake and compensating for her great loss. However, she also had no intentions of making a wasted trip.

She had to skin a layer of Abaddon's flesh, at least.

The death of several hundred thousand ardent believers was not a small loss. The faith energy she received from them was a hundredfold better than the same number of beings from her own domain.

Moreover, their faith energy was of superior purity – that wasn't something she could easily nurture in a short time.

More infuriatingly, she couldn't even welcome their souls into her Divine Kingdom, as they had all been completely sacrificed to Abaddon's blood ritual.

The more Hecate thought about it, the angrier Hecate felt.

Boom!

Hecate suddenly launched a powerful moonlight slash at Abaddon with the intent to kill—only for it to be blocked by Abaddon's blood power, albeit with great shock, as it wasn't easy to do in his haste.

Abaddon didn't expect Hecate to try killing him.

"Are you crazy, Hecate?!" Abaddon roared, criticizing her, "Are you going to fight me to the death over such a small matter?!"

"I didn't pick this fight. You did!" Hecate coldly stated.

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