Shapeshifter

The giant bat slowly descended from the sky, gently flapping its blood-red wings. Once the dust on the ground was raised, it had quickly transformed into a tall and thin middle-aged man. He wore a black suit with a white shirt, and had a pale yet handsome face. If it were not for those blood-red eyes, nobody would have thought that this charming middle-aged man was actually an infamous undead creature, a high-level vampire…

During the polite greeting of the vampire, everybody had simultaneously held onto the Teleportation Scrolls. This was not a joke. The strength of level-18 could kill any one of them instantaneously. The gap between both sides was too wide, and was not something a few mages could stand up against.

Facing this terrifying reality, their only choice was to escape. As for this mission, they could only blame it on their luck…