Chapter 1855

Shannon figured everything else had nothing to do with her anyway. Just as she was about to strike again, Erick's pupils shrank. He quickly blurted out, "I have information on Vlad!" The word "Vlad" paused Shannon's movements. She did not strike, and that meant giving him the chance to explain. Erick hadn't expected to reveal his trump card so easily to a young Crisean mystic master, but he had no choice. If he was not mistaken, the young man standing beside Shannon carried the energy of the Dragon Vein. He'd sensed its energy ages ago. Crisea's Dragon Vein was something every country longed for. As the world's spiritual energy dwindled, most nations lost their inheritances. Even the Devil Hunter Association became a multinational effort, as no single country could groom enough devil hunters. But Crisea was different. It had far richer spiritual energy than anywhere else, and its mystic arts traditions had never broken. They continued to produce new and powerful talents. It al