Keith entered the arena with his mask on. He already changed his clothes backstage and he looked like an ordinary vampire. The manager accompanied him backstage as they walked in the dimly lit tunnel.


    "Sir, do you need any artifacts and armors for the fight?" The manager asked.


    "Do you have a defensive artifact capable of blocking blows from final stage viscount and early-stage count?" Keith looked at the manager with a frown.


    He was strong enough to contend with a middle stage viscount, given that the opponent didn''t know any advanced blood-qi techniques.