He turned around and waved to Edward Lewis: “Child, come here.” Edward Lewis walked up to him and knelt on one knee. Earl Hopkinson placed his hand on Edward Lewis’s head and said slowly, “Edward Lewis, my child, I hadn’t planned to give you these things, but as a vampire, this is a required lesson, so I’ll teach you.” Edward Lewis felt a surge of heat flow from the top of his head, and suddenly his mind was filled with a flood of information. After about five minutes, the heat gradually subsided. Edward Lewis closed his eyes and silently reviewed the knowledge he had just received. Earl Hopkinson’s voice sounded softly in his ear: “The magic I created myself is different from other dark magic. Just like the ‘inheritance’ just now, it can pass on power as well as knowledge. As a vampire, you need to understand some dark magic. Maybe one day you’ll need it—no one can say for sure…”

In the days that followed, Edward Lewis began to study dark magic diligently, going to Earl Hopkinson whenever he had questions. Edward Lewis discovered that the old count’s power was extremely strong. Although he didn’t know exactly how strong, it was certainly more than just a count. But since the old gentleman didn’t want to talk about it, Edward Lewis didn’t ask. To Edward Lewis, Earl Hopkinson was a qualified elder—he answered all of Edward Lewis’s questions about magic, was knowledgeable and experienced, and could offer Edward Lewis excellent advice on many matters.

Edward Lewis sat upright in the darkness, feeling the power of the dark. After three months of studying magic, every night he would sit alone in the dark, sensing the aura of darkness. Three months of hard work had finally allowed him to faintly grasp the shadow of dark power.

The demon wings slowly unfurled—this helped him communicate with the power of darkness—as he gradually gathered dark energy, slowly forming a force field that enveloped the building in front of him. “Heavy Break!” He cast his first spell at the building before him. With a loud “boom,” stones flew and dust billowed; the building that had just been standing there collapsed in an instant as if it had been blown up. Edward Lewis stared in shock at his magical debut: No way, it was reinforced concrete—how did it get destroyed so easily? Ignoring the consequences of the disaster he’d caused, Edward Lewis flapped his bat wings and flew toward Earl Hopkinson’s villa—compensation? That’s the insurance company’s problem, what does it have to do with me?

The irresponsible vampire had just reached the door when he heard the old gentleman’s voice from inside: “No need to knock, come in.” “You already know?” Edward Lewis asked timidly. “If I couldn’t sense such a huge surge of dark energy, you might as well bury me!” The old gentleman was clearly not pleased with the trouble Edward Lewis had caused. “But how was I supposed to know it would make such a big commotion? I’m just a fledgling vampire, only five years since my first embrace, and I’m still a rookie at magic!” Edward Lewis felt very wronged.

The old gentleman shook his head. It seemed this kid still didn’t know how powerful he really was. After a moment’s thought, the old gentleman said, “My current power is about at the prince level. Here, watch—Heavy Break!” He suddenly used the spell on Edward Lewis. Edward Lewis immediately felt his internal organs sink, his arms so heavy he couldn’t lift them. “Aah—” he shouted, struggling to break free from the grip of “Heavy Break,” and yelled, “You’re trying to kill me!” The old gentleman smiled and said, “See? My ‘Heavy Break’ can’t restrain you anymore, which means your power is about to surpass mine.” After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said, “A vampire of prince level casting magic in the city? What are you trying to do, Edward Lewis? My dear child!”

Edward Lewis gaped, taking a while to react: “Ah, I have prince-level power now! I have prince-level power! Hahaha! Da Sha, just wait till I get back and see how I beat you up! Haha, serves you right for turning me so ruthlessly back then—regret it now, don’t you? Haha, I’ll make you pay for trampling on the noble dignity of the vampires, haha…” In his wild joy, he still retained a shred of self-awareness: he didn’t boast about making another, even more dignity-trampling vampire pay—he knew he couldn’t mess with someone like Samuel Grant, a demigod. Meanwhile, the old vampire was pondering: “‘Noble dignity of the vampires’? Does this guy even have any? I can’t find it. Praise Cain, my lord, I tell you, my confused follower, was it right or wrong for me to bring this guy, who has no sense of vampire identity, into our clan?”

Edward Lewis didn’t notice the old vampire’s confusion at all. Overexcited, he flapped his bat wings, danced around, and went back to sleep.

“Heavy Break” can instantly increase the gravity on an opponent—the amount depends on the caster’s ability. Edward Lewis can now reach up to twenty-seven times normal gravity. Otherwise, how could a single “Heavy Break” have toppled a reinforced concrete building just now?