Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Old Mille-Feuille
William lost more and more blood and his escape slowed down, while the vampire followed with a playful face, occasionally popping out a small bloody arrow, adding a hole in the front and back of his back.
William stumbled for a long time to get to the planned location, at this time his body was punched out of a dozen bloody holes, although the vampire deliberately avoided the organs and vital points, these injuries were not fatal, but William's bloody appearance was really miserable.
"You won. He leaned feebly against a large rock and looked at the vampire with a wry smile on his face.
"I did win. ”
The vampire smiled mockingly, stretched out his tail finger and plucked his almost recovered ear, and with a wave of his hand, he shot a bloody arrow through William's thigh.
In his muffled snort of pain, Vampire sneered and said, "I thought you were going to drag me so that the woman could escape, but the route you chose was very abnormal, too close to the direction that the woman left. ”
The vampire took two slow steps, and William struggled to get up and glanced at his feet, and found that the weeds on the ground were still towering upward, as if the man above was stepping on the air, and there were actually only his own footprints on the large grass.
"If you want to risk your life to let that woman escape, you will definitely try to prevent me from chasing her after I kill you, and you will definitely choose the opposite direction to escape. So you must have some kind of plan that led me this way. ”
The vampire looked up proudly, his scarlet eyes full of teasing.
"Although I don't know what you want to do when you brought me here, it's nothing more than a trap or a reinforcement, and on this mountain full of demonic beasts, the biggest possibility is that there are some demonic beasts that have the opportunity to hit me hard, I guessed right?"
William nodded bitterly. "So, you saw through my plan because I chose the wrong direction?"
The young man nodded at first, then shook his head again, his face full of pleasure.
"Yes, but not all. ”
"From the moment I realized something was wrong, I began to restrain my breath, dispel the smell around me, and let my feet off the ground, and I gave up the scarlet spear that was too loud and used the quieter 'Blood Arrow' to torture you little by little, and I even considered whether or not to turn into a swarm of bats and hide until you began to lighten your steps. ”
He reached out and pointed to the shallow footprints on the ground. William's weight would have been a pit of more than two centimeters under one foot, but the footprints were unusually shallow, almost a few millimeters deep.
"Why do you need to spend extra physical strength to slow down your pace, when you are already seriously injured? There is only one answer, too heavy a step will alarm something underground, and this thing will indiscriminately attack the person who disturbs it. ”
"So, do you understand the gap between me and you?"
A hint of contempt appeared on the vampire's young face. "I've seen through everything a long time ago, and I just want to play with you again. Compared with vampires, humans are not only inferior to talent, but also to the rich accumulation brought by time.
Because of the slow speed of promotion, you despise our blood clan? Don't laugh at the dead! Age is also part of strength! The gap between me and you is far from being as simple as a professional level!"
William didn't answer, but spat out a mouthful of blood and touched the armor full of holes on his body in distress.
This set of armor stolen from Peter had been pierced with at least thirty holes, and it was not torn apart by relying on its own extremely good materials, but it would certainly not be needed without a single repair.
The question is how to fix it, and who should I go to?
This thing is enchanted by the fairy sacrifice and created by the dwarven master, and if you want to repair it, these two races must be indispensable. There is a dwarven tribe to the north of Fran, but there is not even a goblin hair in the country, and even if the dwarven master can fill in those holes, the active skill 'Silver Phantom' will definitely not be used.
Regrettably, he took off his armor and left only his helmet intact, William raised his head and said slowly.
"There's really a big gap between us, and the vampire race is much more rubbish than I thought!
Oh yes, there's a small mistake in your words that needs to be corrected. ”
He grinned like a vampire, smiling and baring his spiky fangs.
"Age is not part of strength, wisdom is!"
A tooth-aching creak sounded from behind the vampire, and a pile of broken bones that had been scattered on the ground quietly formed into a skeleton hyena, biting his ass with its mouth open.
The reactant vampire smashed it apart with a single slap, but it was already too late.
In the cracked skull, the red and green soul fire was beating wildly, and an inexplicable wave spread around.
"Wang!"
All the creatures around heard a dog barking.
The "sound" of the undead creature is transmitted through the soul, and as long as the soul fire in the skull is still there, even if the body is broken, it will not affect its "vocalization", and most importantly, the sound can be "heard" even if it does not have ears.
"Hmm! ”
As if in response to the call of hyenas, a dull and powerful birdsong sounded from the ground.
"Not good!" the vampire roared in horror as it voluntarily disintegrated into hundreds of black bats, trying to escape the impending attack.
A wave of dirt and gravel surged, and two huge fleshy wings covered with scales broke through the ground, and with a single slap, ninety percent of the bats turned into flesh and mud, and the remaining dozen bats were blown to the ground by the blaster, combining into a boy with only half a body.
"Third Order?" the immature child's voice was full of anger and fear.
During these days in the Twilight Mountains, the third-order demonic beasts themselves had killed nearly a hundred, and even the fourth-order demonic beasts had killed quite a few.
This human had put so much effort into luring himself over, and he thought that there would be a fourth-order or even fifth-order enemy below, even if it wasn't a fifth-order hybrid earth dragon, it would have to be a fourth-order mudstone pangolin, right?
The boy spurted a mouthful of blood, and his little face twisted into a ball.
Of course, this mouthful of blood has a reason for injury, but more often than not, it is stupid by oneself. If it weren't for being too careful, he would immediately turn into a large number of bats to save his life, even if he received this slap firmly, according to the physique of a fifth-order professional, the injury would be slightly more serious at most.
However, now, ninety percent of the incarnated bats were killed by this slap, and the rest of them couldn't even fight for a complete body, and most of their lives were directly lost.
Frightened and annoyed, he "stood up" and tried to condense a blood arrow to kill the cunning human, but after several unsuccessful attempts, he fell back to the ground in a dizzy state.
At this moment, a prompt quickly floated in front of William's eyes.
[Rock Scale Gray Dove LV29 killed your summon - Bone Hyena LV1, the current remaining summon is 0/10, please replenish as soon as possible]