RPAGF Chapter 201 Hunting Vampires (2)
Chapter 201 Hunting Vampires (2)
Chapter 201 Hunting Vampires (2)
Whoosh!
The victorious laughter echoed in the air, only to be interrupted by a sudden sound.
An arrow flew swiftly, striking the vampire precisely in the shoulder. The dimly lit room instantly descended into chaos.
"Ah!" Earl Charles roared, his eyes filled with shock and pain.
This pain was foreign to the immortal; the feeling had long been forgotten. The vampire staggered back, clutching tightly at the arrow embedded in his flesh.
Before Earl Charles could comprehend the situation and recover from the sudden pain, a second arrow emerged from the shadows. Its shaft emitted a faint blue glow, a stark contrast to the surrounding darkness.
Whoosh!
The arrow struck its target precisely, piercing the vampire's shoulder, causing it to twitch in pain.
"Huh?" The vampire was surprised. How could its skin be pierced so easily?
The Earl of Charles was shocked by the initial surprise and the sudden attack; his immortal body was pierced by an arrow.
But the matter was not over yet; the arrow on its shoulder suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light.
boom!
Immediately following was a loud bang, the shockwave of which sent Earl Charles flying, crashing into the room's wall, the sound echoing throughout the room.
"Uh..." The explosion was incredibly powerful, but Earl Charles possessed remarkable regenerative abilities, and his wounds healed rapidly. Anger flared in his eyes.
It quickly rose from the ground, its scarlet eyes burning with the fury of revenge.
Earl Charles steadied himself, his sharp eyes scanning the dimly lit room. His senses, heightened by his vampire nature, were focused on identifying the audacious attacker who dared to disturb his return.
"Who dares to ambush me?" His deep, hoarse voice echoed in the shadows.
Its gaze swept swiftly across every corner, searching for any trace of the attacker. The vampire's predatory instincts were heightened, but the hidden enemy had vanished without a trace.
Earl Charles's lips curled into a sinister smile; he realized he was facing an opponent skilled in stealth.
"Heh... a little mouse..." As it continued to vigilantly search for hidden enemies, a faint fluctuation of magical power caught its attention.
“Up there,” it whispered.
Before they could react, a small ball of concentrated green energy shot down from above.
Whoosh!
Thanks to its immortality and agile reflexes, the vampire skillfully evaded the attack. A mocking smile played on its lips, and its eyes held anticipation for the battle to come.
"Ready to show yourself, little mouse?" Earl Charles announced, his voice laced with arrogance and curiosity, his scarlet eyes gleaming with long-suppressed excitement.
Driven by excitement and fighting instinct, Earl Charles rushed toward the source of the attack.
As Earl Charles charged toward the source of the attack, the elusive enemy continued to conceal its presence. Another blue arrow emerged from the shadows, aimed at the vampire. But this time, Earl Charles had anticipated it.
Whoosh!
It swiftly dodged the incoming arrows, easily avoiding them thanks to its immortal instincts and astonishing speed.
The arrow whizzed past him, missing its target. Earl Charles narrowed his eyes, locking onto the subtle traces of magic, tracking the movements of the hidden enemy.
"Heh, not bad," it said with a hint of appreciative smile.
Although the attacker was well-hidden, he had already attracted the attention of Earl Charles. A tense atmosphere filled the room as the vampire and the hidden enemy prepared for their next confrontation.
In response to Earl Charles's retreat, a series of arrows and daggers emerged from the shadows, this time in greater numbers and with greater speed.
The vampire's keen senses detected the impending attack, and it gracefully dodged every arrow and dagger that flew towards it.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Arrows and daggers flew with deadly accuracy, but Earl Charles, with his immortal reflexes, managed to evade each one. When the final blow missed, the room fell silent once more, and the tense standoff between the ancient vampire and the hidden enemy intensified.
“Very well, very well,” Earl Charles said thoughtfully, a hint of annoyance in his voice, his gaze sweeping across the dark space. “Let’s see how you handle this!”
It is filled with anger towards its enemy yet still looks down on it. If the enemy isn't a rat, why doesn't it dare to confront it head-on?
Just as it was thinking this, this time, the enemy appeared from behind it. It sensed the magic gathering behind it, preparing to launch an attack.
Earl Charles deliberately unleashed his vampire powers; shadows began to entwine him, his movements became blurred, and he moved so fast that he was almost invisible.
"You little mouse, all you can do is hide?" it sneered.
The vampire's scarlet eyes gleamed with an eerie light as it rapidly closed the distance between itself and its enemy.
Whoosh! The vampire moved swiftly through the dimly lit room like a blurry shadow, its speed leaving afterimages.
As Earl Charles approached the enemy, it tore through everything in its path with a deadly attack. To everyone's surprise, the enemy skillfully deflected its fierce attack with a dagger.
clang!clang!clang!
The sound of clashing steel echoed in the room as the hidden enemy skillfully deflected the vampire's attacks.
Earl Charles's eyes widened at the unexpected defense of the enemy. But he did not retreat.
Deciding to confront it head-on, it silently summoned ancient blood magic, channeling the essence of its blood to create a set of crimson spears that floated above its head.
The room brightened in the crimson light of the spear, and Earl Charles's eyes burned with supernatural power as he aimed the spear at the hidden enemy, launching it with deadly speed.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The spear struck its target with pinpoint accuracy, locking onto the figure moving at astonishing speed.
To Earl Charles's surprise, the dagger once again blocked the spear and deflected it with astonishing skill.
clang!clang!clang!
The clash between blood magic and daggers reached a new level of intensity.
The vampires began to pressure their enemies with a relentless offensive, forcing them into a defensive posture.
“Ha…lower creatures are lower creatures,” Earl Charles mocked.
As a vampire, it possessed an inexplicable confidence, always believing itself to be above all others, and this enemy before it was no exception.
Realizing it had the upper hand, it prepared to unleash an even more powerful blood magic attack.
The spear began to gather even greater energy, spinning faster and faster. The vampire prepared to defeat his enemy with a single blow and quickly end the conflict.
“You can die now, little mouse,” it said coldly, as its spear flew swiftly toward the enemy, and it followed closely behind.
Just as the spear was about to strike, the enemy made a carefully planned move, dropping a small object.
*Poof!* The figure vanished instantly, the crimson spear striking empty air.
Earl Charles scanned the room with puzzlement, trying to find the elusive enemy.
But its keen senses were suddenly assaulted by a pungent odor—the unbearable smell of garlic.
Before the vampire could comprehend the situation, the items the enemy had thrown released a thick cloud of garlic smoke.
The smoke, thick with the pungent smell of garlic, filled the room, forcing Earl Charles to back away.
The strong smell of garlic had a hallucinogenic effect on him, making the world around him spin. The vampire staggered back, his senses disrupted by the sudden attack.
In the garlic smoke, the enemy seized the opportunity, moving as swiftly as shadows, arrows flying from the smoke and striking the vampire's weak points.
Whoosh!
The arrow struck precisely, piercing Earl Charles's skin.
"Ahhh!"
The vampire recoiled in pain, its immortal body damaged in the attack. But the enemy was not content with merely piercing its skin; the blue energy emanating from the arrows inflicted further damage.
boom!
The explosion occurred the instant of contact, and the shockwave spread through the vampire's body. Count Charles howled in agony as the blue energy severely damaged his immortal physique.
The force of the explosion propelled it into the smoke-filled room, disorienting it.
"You lowly creature..."
Earl Charles's patience was gradually wearing thin, and anger filled his heart.
The humiliation and frustration brought by the hidden enemy ignited a long-dormant rage deep within its heart.
"Ahhh!"
As the enemy prepared to attack again, Earl Charles's form began to undergo a startling transformation. Shadows coiled around him with incredible speed, his silhouette elongating and twisting. His once human features rapidly deformed, contorting into a demonic form.
In a burst of dark energy, Earl Charles shed his human form, revealing his primal demonic form. He spread his wings, becoming tall and terrifying, with sharp horns sprouting from his forehead and his eyes gleaming with an evil light.
Its fangs are imbued with magical energy, complementing its scarlet eyes perfectly.
The room began to tremble, and the true form of the ancient vampire lord was revealed.
The air was filled with intense dark energy, the temperature plummeted, and a demonic aura enveloped Earl Charles.
"This farce is over!" it roared, its voice low but resounding throughout the room. Its scarlet eyes burned with rage, deeply reflecting the fury within it.