Chapter 49: Confrontation
"Whew. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" He secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Luckily, Irelia didn't know about his injury.
Vladimir chuckled, not in the slightest intention of chasing Ellie and the Elder, just crossed his arms and looked at the prey in front of him with interest.
Reginard stared cautiously at his opponent in front of him.
It's a troublesome guy.
Although they have never fought each other before, what can be exchanged for youth at such a high price, no, it is a power worth exchanging at such a price, and it should not be underestimated.
Moreover, the Mayoris Mystic Center of the War College has collected and studied almost all of Valoran's thaumaturgical secret methods, and even the spirit shuttle method of the nine-tailed demon fox has been recorded, but there are only a few records about Vladimir's blood secret method.
"It is said that no one who has seen your secret method will survive."
"Indeed." The corners of his mouth curled into a small smile.
"Then I advise you to stop there. If you don't want your magic to happen, go into detail in the research notes of the Mystics Center. β
The vampire sneered, and a pair of sharp steel claws suddenly grew from his neatly trimmed nails, flashing with coldness, and the blood swirling in his palms became agitated.
The power was quietly permeating, and Reginard felt that the blood in his body seemed to be churning, as if he could be controlled by the person in front of him at any time, and burst out.
He had to use his mental power to suppress the strange pressure on the walls of his blood vessels.
A stream of blood suddenly rushed towards him in mid-air.
Rigginard dodged again and again, the blood flowed like a poisonous snake that burst out and hurt people, and ordinary people couldn't care about retreating at all, if it weren't for the body blessed by wind and thunder magic, I am afraid that he would have been hit by this blood flow long ago.
In a matter of seconds, Reginard had retreated a few steps away, and a few streams of blood forced him back step by step, and the blood that hit the air fell on the marble floor tiles, leaving behind black etchs that were shocking to look at!
"I know you're strong, Reginard." The vampire smirked, "But now it's different, your injuries can be hidden from others, but the bloody aura from the wounds ...... But you can't hide it from me. β
"Looks like I've seen through it." Reginard laughed self-deprecatingly, "But I hate this kind of thing the most. β
No one likes to be seen through.
In the next second, Reginard had already appeared behind him, and the vampire's pale cheeks suddenly had a little more panic, this guy was obviously a magician, and he chose to fight in close combat!
"It's stone fisting." Reginard smiled, only to see that above his right arm, there was a huge rock fist!
The vampire hurriedly raised his hand, barely resisting with those steel claws, and sparks erupted from the place where they clashed. Even if he had steel claws as a weapon, it was just a matter of slowly slicing through his opponent's body after the battle, taking out the bloody entrails, and slowly enjoying the torture props.
It seems that this is the first time that the real hand-to-hand combat is still the first time.
My fingers were aching from the collision. The two sides held each other, and Vladimir obviously did not have the advantage, so he had to hold on, controlling the blood flow in the suspended blood ball and forcing the opponent back.
"Combat with magic?" The vampire narrowed his eyes, "No wonder you're at the head of those arrogant magicians." It's just a pity that I have countless ways that you can't get close. He said slowly, and the blood cells differentiated into a stream of blood, forming several ring-like barriers, circulating around the periphery of his body.
"You think it was just a simple attack?" The young magician sneered, his fingertips shining with brilliant magic light.
The vampire's cheeks trembled slightly, and he suddenly noticed that a faint magic script suddenly appeared on the pair of steel claws on his hands, and then a crimson glow.
"Flame Blast?!" The elegant face was stunned.
The magician smiled, his body paused, and then with a shake, he pressed the palm of his hand against the sore spot in his abdomen, and his throat seemed to roll a little, and a stream of heat surged up.
Previous Injuries ......
He gritted his teeth. The palm of his hand paused, and then suddenly clenched!
The red glow of the demonic pattern on the steel claw became more and more dazzling, and the flames suddenly burst out of the steel claws, and a huge pillar of flame rose.
The vampire couldn't help but snort coldly as he looked at the claws that burst into shards and the burning palms. Corrosive pillars of blood shot out one after another, the furious rate of the eruption indicating his rage, and the young magician dodged them all.
"Hmph, Reginard, I know this won't work for you, even if I control more blood, all over the world, you can use that pupil of fate to find a flaw and break through perfectly. You can hide from my blood, but can you hide from your own? β
The vampire laughed darkly, and Reginald realized that there was something strange in his body, and the originally calm blood vessels were bulging one after another, and the blood that was pumping from the heart was beating and trying to break open the blood vessels.
These can be suppressed by his magic power, but the piercing wound on his waist ......
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The cloth on his waist was quickly soaked with blood, and the blood did not fall to the ground, but it was suspended in the air, and was led in the direction of the vampire by the strange energy.
"Delicious veins." Vladimir sniffed with great enjoyment. He then swallowed the tiny ball of blood that had gathered from his opponent's body, revealing a pair of sharp fangs between his blood-red lips.
"Enough is enough, Vladimir."
The familiar, deep voice sounded slowly, coming from the direction of the door. It was that man, Du Kekao, his reginard's destined nemesis.
The man he had seen in his dreams countless times, dressed in black and with a long swordβ
Everything he could use the Pupil of Fate to divination.
The future is in a misty chaos, and when the fateful day of the dream comes, this final showdown will determine whether his dream will be stranded forever or become a new direction for this world.
"Yes, General. However, Reginard is indeed very strong, and with serious injuries and damage to his spirit, he was able to fight me for a time to gain the upper hand. The vampire said lightly.
The general ignored his words and walked straight towards Reginade. "I didn't expect you to be here. Bring about one's own destruction? You should be recuperating in Ionia. β
The young magician straightened up, the back of his hand erasing the blush from the corners of his mouth. "I'm not going to hide there to recuperate, and wait until the city breaks and has a decisive battle with you." His gaze pierced him. "I want to win this war."
"Oh, interesting. I said that giving Ionia a week to prepare for the battle is the maximum tolerance. This promise does not apply to this Sunhunter Town. β
"Of course, everything is as you wish. I have come here to find my archers, and I will not leave until I bring them back to Ionia, and if the general insists on slaughtering the whole town, he can kill me now, and the road to conquest will be easier, right? Reginard still had a faint smile on his face, as if the wound on his body was completely painless.
Let you dispose of it calmly.
"You're taking advantage of the fact that I want to have a fair fight with you?" Du Kekao's gaze swept over the young magician's cheek, a dangerous glint dancing in his cold eyes.
"That's right." The smile on Reginald's face deepened, the kind of rogue smile. It seemed relaxed, but Vladimir on the side could also see the silent wrestling in the eyes of the two people.
"Good! I withdrew the troops from outside the town, leaving only the vanguard. I'll give you ten minutes to take the archers you need, and in ten minutes, whether you've withdrawn or not, this Sunhunter will be a dead city! β
With that, General Du Kekao turned and strode away.