From Godhood to the Heavens

“But you know, you have far more experience dealing with those people than we do!” Frank pressed on.

Xiaoyu curled her lip and interjected sarcastically, "District 13 is the safest place..."

"Xiaoyu, no, that's rude~" Jackie Chan said sternly, patting Xiaoyu's head.

"But Uncle Long, they don't pay you a salary, and they make you take such big risks. You've almost died several times!"

Blake's face changed completely, turning pale and then red. After a long while, he finally spoke, "I will apply for a bonus for you. As for those vampires, I will report them to Congress. I don't think the military will let them get away with it!"

The old man slammed his fist on the table and said, "Only magic can defeat magic, that's what I say!"

Blake sighed, then said, "So, Dad, do you have any good ideas?"

"In Father's name, gather righteous mages from all over the world to work together to eliminate these vampires."

They are merely being manipulated, not completely beyond redemption; only magic can counter magic!

Additionally, those going out should prepare onions and garlic, as they are believed to ward off darkness.

These vampires were nothing in the old man's eyes, but they suddenly erupted and then spread in all directions, resulting in too many of them. After all, in just a short time, the number of vampires under control could double.

Who knows how many normal people are left in this city? It's practically a vampire's paradise.

Even if my father could expel the dark energy and save some people by his own power, it would be nothing more than a drop in the ocean, utterly useless.

Because their rate of salvation cannot keep up with the rate at which vampires increase.

Soon, the message calling for righteous masters, sent out in the name of the old man, spread all over the world.

Fang Ping received the message immediately and couldn't help but smile with excitement. It went even more smoothly than he had expected.

Once all the righteous sorcerers in the world have been captured, even if the righteous sorcerers don't want to, they will only have Fang Ping as their choice.

As a result, the vampire's importance rose again, and Fang Ping even became somewhat worried about his safety, forcing the Emperor to be more vigilant and report to him immediately if any danger arose.

After all, if the big scene that follows is cut off beforehand by his father and the others, even if Fang Ping has a backup plan, it will still be a troublesome matter.

In modern society, information spreads so quickly that it takes less than half a day for almost all the righteous masters to receive the notification.

Even those who live in seclusion deep in the mountains and forests, without any information network, can still be communicated to by other mages using magic.

I've heard that a vampire plague has broken out, with hundreds of thousands, even millions, of vampires wreaking havoc. Countless righteous mages have been mobilized and are heading towards Los Angeles.

Fang Ping extracted all the magic power from the remaining four talismans—the ox, snake, pig, monkey, and rabbit—and his strength surged once again.

Although the Emperor possessed almost all the abilities of the Snake Talisman and the Monkey Talisman, they also greatly enhanced Fang Ping's abilities.

Fang Ping also vaguely sensed that he had reached his limit. If he continued to extract more, without the balance of the Tiger Talisman, the magic would inevitably go berserk.

However, it doesn't really matter. For now, he can still suppress it, and he can always extract the power of the talisman again.

Compared to gene injections, Fang Ping thought the talismans were far superior.

They easily collected the travel information of those righteous sorcerers; even the furthest ones, the last batch, would arrive in three days.

Fang Ping then got busy, as he needed to replenish his body with righteous energy.

Otherwise, even if the righteous forces wanted to choose, they would not have targeted Fang Ping at all.

After the intensive training, I finally have some positive energy and magical power in my body, but it will probably be difficult to cast spells.

However, Fang Ping himself did not intend to rely on magic to fight the enemy. The magic in this world is indeed powerful, with petrification seals, demonic transformations, and so on, all emerging one after another.

However, it's not something that can be mastered in a short time.

To become a great mage like my father, it would be impossible in less than several decades, unless one's righteousness forcibly elevates the upper limit.

Therefore, Fang Ping had already made other plans from the very beginning.

In the blink of an eye, a golden-threaded, moon-white robe appeared before him. After merging with the level 10 protective suit, it already possessed powerful defensive capabilities, while also being aesthetically pleasing.

He then draped the cloak over his body, and an otherworldly aura instantly emerged. His expression changed slightly, his long, black hair cascaded down his shoulders, and a sword mark appeared between his brows.

With a wave of his hand, the Apocalypse King Sword appeared on his back. With a thought, his body floated up, and a flaming sword beneath his feet lifted Fang Ping up.

At first glance, he seemed like a graceful sword immortal, exuding an otherworldly aura. Fang Ping made a sword incantation with his hands and uttered the word "Go," and the Heavenly Revelation King Sword instantly flew out from behind him.

Slashing towards the void, the sword light danced like a silver silk ribbon, and in a trance, it resembled a silver dragon, exhaling boundless power.

It's time for him to make his appearance. Calling him the Vampire Prince wouldn't be an exaggeration. To ensure safety, those infected by the outside world are only ordinary vampires.

In order to complete the mission and avoid being killed prematurely, I have been hiding carefully these past few days, not daring to show my face at all.

Near the old man's antique shop, thousands of righteous mages gathered together. Some of them knew each other and chatted, discussing the mission or reminiscing about their past friendships.

Uncle and Jade were also in the crowd. Jade was jumping around excitedly like a monkey, and said to Jackie Chan, "Uncle Jackie, they are all magicians, they are so amazing! I want to be a magician too!"

The old man ignored him and said, "We can't wait any longer. The mage's term is almost up, and the ordinary people who were supposed to leave have already left."

"If we get rid of these vampires soon, Dad, I can finally return to a peaceful life!"

So the old man changed into the white robes of a great mage, stood on the high platform, and his voice was amplified by magic as he spoke: "Everyone, thank you all for coming from so far to help us."

My father thanks you in advance. After the matter is resolved, the government will also express its gratitude. Please rest assured.

With so many of us, we can't just kill indiscriminately. I have a formation diagram here, divided into eight trigrams. I'd like you all to follow the markings and drive all the vampires to the center of the eight trigrams. What do you all think?

The room erupted in cheers as countless people spoke in unison, their languages ​​a jumbled mess, but all conveying the same meaning.

“Very well, we will obey the Grand Master’s orders…” The words were different, but the meaning was the same.

"I apologize, everyone, I am late!"

A majestic voice came from all directions. Before the person arrived, the voice came first. Everyone looked up and saw a white-robed sword immortal riding a flying sword in the distance.