Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

Chapter 525 The creators of these weapons

"Normally, I'm not so patient with those who provoke me, Ead Richson. But this time, I'm intrigued, and that's why I've given you so many chances."

Matthew started walking toward Ead, glaring at him, causing Ead to take a step back and point his gun at Matthew's head.

"I'm not afraid to kill you, Matthew Dietrich. Even if the Allens scare me, they'll never be able to find me."

Matthew smiled.

"You seem to think I'm any kind of vampire that went over that power limit, and that's why you think you can play with me in such a ridiculous way."

"If you keep moving, I'll shoot and order all my men to do it." He snarled.

Matthew smiled. "Go ahead." He said, opening his arms to receive all the attacks. "Fire as much as you want. You wouldn't have bothered me if the previous attacks were aimed at me. But this time, I'm angry. Let me try your tricks, and I'll crush them one by one for attacking one of my girls."

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Ead looked around carefully after hearing him and then looked at the button still in his hand.

Matthew noticed this, so he took a few steps forward. "You can also use that magic bomb. Even though it will blow us all up, I want to see its power. Maybe it can do some damage to me; it looks like a nuclear bomb, after all."

"Hmph, I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but don't overestimate yourself thinking you can stand up to us just because you have some power." Ead immediately moved his hand to the right and fired without letting him react.

The shot was not aimed at Matthew but at a section behind him. At the same time, everyone present fired, and that was the moment Ava moved.

The compressed magic flew at high speed toward Matthew, and some shots missed the target as they were aimed at where Ava was a moment ago.

Ead Richson's shot was aimed at a broken, slightly odd mirror in one of the house's corners.

Matthew noticed what it was from earlier. There were several of those mirrors scattered around this place.

'Reflectors, huh. They seem to have good economic power to buy such expensive objects.' Matthew thought.

That's why Matthew wants him as his subordinate. He is someone who knows how to seize the moment and knows when to move.

Finding his location took the Allens a considerable amount of time, but despite that, they were not able to discover everything about him. That's this man's value, and that's why Matthew hasn't killed him.

But opportunities don't come in pairs.

Ead Richson realized that he couldn't destroy that and noticed that his other weapon had failed; plus, just at that moment, Ava arrived and threw several guys to the ground.

All of those who had shot her earlier had various small arms stuck in their necks as blood sprayed all over the place. She had been incredibly effective in her murder.

Matthew nodded to her. "You did it faster than I expected." He said and looked at the gun in Ava's hand.

"Do you know how to use it?" He asked.

She smiled. "These weapons were actually invented in the human territories. Their inventors were Rachel Richson and Charanne." She looked at Matthew as if she wanted him to notice something.

He was surprised. "Rachel Richson." He looked at Ead Richson, who was surprised. Maybe he hadn't expected this woman to know that information.

"Rachel Richson is a household name in the underworld, Matthew. I heard she was the woman who managed to unify the underworlds of the Empire and the Dark Kingdom, also one of the gateways for humans to make disasters in the Dark Kingdom. But, none of that would have been accomplished without Charanne's presence."

"Do you want to know who exactly Charanne was?" she asked, looking at him.

Matthew returned her gaze. He knew about Rachel Richson, more or less knew her history, and Ead Richson was supposed to be that woman's grandson.

But it was the first time he had heard Charanne's name.

"Who is he?" he asked.

"His official name was Theo Thompson. A nobleman of good standing in the Empire who dabbled in assassination. Father of my father. The invention of this weapon was born in my family. Naturally, I know how to use them perfectly; I also know how and where they are built."

'Ava's grandfather? Wow, what a nice coincidence.' Matthew smiled broadly.