Miss Witch's Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 281: Uprising

In an instant, an unprecedented conflict erupted between the vampires and the ordinary people.

People who have lost everything are the most terrifying; they fought desperately against the vampires with no regard for their own lives. The vampires' strength had been significantly weakened by the drug, but even so, the people were no match for them and suffered heavy casualties in the clashes.

Not many people were actually killed by the vampires; most died at the hands of the vampires' subordinates.

These people usually worked under the vampires. While their treatment couldn't be called excellent, it was still enough to completely overshadow that of these ordinary citizens, so they usually looked down on these commoners with a sense of superiority.

Many of them were simply official personnel, wearing the uniforms of the Uridia Kingdom government, aiming their weapons at the people of Uridia Kingdom, protecting the vampires.

The turning point came that very afternoon when the Bloodline Rebels began distributing equipment. They threw conspicuous plastic bags everywhere, not needing any specialized distribution; anyone who saw them could just pick one up.

Gwen also picked up a set. Inside were four items: a small flashlight, a metal pipe with a handle, a box of bullets, and an instruction manual.

The flashlight was an ultraviolet lamp, the metal pipe was a gun, there were only five bullets, and the manual explained how to use these things.

Everything else was easy to understand, but this so-called gun was a bit... abstract.

Calling it a gun was a stretch; it was more like a simple bullet-firing mechanism. It couldn't do any of the things a proper gun could. It could only load one bullet at a time, and reloading required manually extracting the spent casing and shoving another one in.

Ultraviolet light was very effective against vampires, but it was completely useless against their human lackeys, who could only overwhelm them with their superior equipment.

That was the purpose of this gun: to give them at least some means of resistance when facing the butcher's blade.

As long as they used this gun to kill one official personnel, they could obtain a set of more powerful equipment. The gun's mission would be complete from then on.

The conflict was intense. Loren didn't know how many people died, only that the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was absorbing souls at a rate even faster than it had been on the battlefield before.

Due to sheer numbers, the ordinary people gained the upper hand in a short time. Low-tier vampires would be instantly killed by the ultraviolet light.

With Loren's sunscreen, they theoretically shouldn't be instantly killed by UV light. But they had also used Aisaco's drug. This combination actually made them more susceptible to being instantly killed than they were before having the sunscreen.

After the appearance of ultraviolet light, low-tier vampires were rendered completely useless, so the main force of the vampires became other humans.

The fight between the Bloodline Rebels and the vampires had turned into a fight between humans.

Simultaneously, a group of people took advantage of the chaos to begin looting, burning, and killing.

For instance, right now, Movila had just reported to Loren that a group of people were charging towards their location, armed with weapons they had looted—more advanced firearms.

"Master Mentor, what should we do?"

Movila sought Loren's opinion. Even with advanced weapons, these people couldn't really harm Loren; he could basically ignore firearms now.

However, Loren couldn't conveniently take action himself. He still needed to maintain his persona of being weak.

He could know magic, he could have some combat ability, but he couldn't be counted among the strong.

"Don't worry. The Church has been protecting us from the shadows."

Loren had known about this for a while. Even if he hadn't known, he could have deduced it.

...

These people, upon learning Loren's location, immediately hatched a plan.

They knew Loren's status. They weren't necessarily thinking of directly robbing Loren; just capturing him would be enough to threaten the Church. The Church would surely agree to most of their demands then.

They were also well aware of the cost of attacking Loren. But by now, they had already lost everything. They could accept any consequence, as the current situation couldn't possibly get any worse.

Similar events were happening all over the country. Loren wasn't the only target; various nobles and vampires were also being targeted.

These people shot and shattered the hotel's windows. The hotel staff were pragmatic; they chose to find a corner, cover their heads, and crouch down.

There were many important figures in the hotel, and these attackers' goal was those big shots. It had nothing to do with ordinary staff like them, and they had no reason to intervene.

They easily found out Loren's room location and walked towards it with their weapons. However, when they reached Loren's door, they encountered a headless, robed figure.

The robed figure held a lamp, but what emanated from the lamp wasn't light, but darkness.

Darkness spread outwards from the lamp, engulfing the light.

They had already sensed something was wrong, but there was no turning back now, so they chose to open fire.

These guns were looted from the security forces, the most advanced weapons in the Uridia Kingdom.

Gunshots rang out one after another, bullets firing continuously. The result was that they were all swallowed by the darkness, like clay oxen entering the sea, causing no damage whatsoever.

The darkness continued to spread, swallowing the flames erupting from their gun muzzles, and finally, swallowing their lives.

So much happened outside, but Loren only heard a few gunshots, followed by a deathly silence.

"There is a chasm between the supernatural and the ordinary..."

Even without seeing it, Loren knew what had happened outside. Ordinary people had no power to resist when encountering Supernaturals.

Moreover, the Night Watchers, as Divine Envoys and a local specialty military unit of the Uridia Kingdom, were among the elite even among Supernaturals.

Loren looked out the window. Just within his line of sight, he could see numerous conflicts.

But Loren understood clearly that the conflict hadn't fully escalated yet. When supernatural forces truly entered the fray, that would be the end of everything.

"The corpses are going to overflow the storage again."

The outcome of the conflict outside was already decided. The ordinary people, unfamiliar with guns and equipped with extremely crude gear, still couldn't defeat the well-equipped Enforcement Team. Their corpses were casually discarded.

After so many disasters, corpses weren't worth much anymore, but they remained a primary source of income for many homeless people. The official personnel couldn't be bothered to collect them.

If things continued like this, it couldn't possibly shake the vampires' foundation. Loren grew increasingly curious about what Aisaco's real plan was.

"Loren, there's something I can't figure out."

Laila suddenly walked up to Loren's side, placed her hand on the glass, looked at the tragic scene outside, and said:

"Why do those people in high positions always push others to the brink?"

For so many things to happen in the Uridia Kingdom, it required the right timing, geographical conditions, and popular support—all three. That was the most tragic part.

Even in another country, Aisaco's plan would be feasible. Using this method, he could turn the vast majority of countries in this world upside down.

As long as they continued to oppress ordinary people.

"I don't know either."

At this moment, Loren couldn't give an accurate answer to that question. They weren't of the same class, nor were they the same species.