Chapter Seventy-Seven: Devouring (I)

Holding the bottle of the tranquilizer in his trembling right hand, he gently took a sip of the cold liquid, and the corners of Loren's mouth continued to twitch. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

What did Mentor Dalton say? Half an ounce can relieve pain, one ounce will cause you to lose consciousness, and two ounces will go straight to shock and die...... You're almost drinking more than an ounce, right?

Looking at the liquid that glowed blue in the bottle, Loren smiled a little self-deprecatingly, but the exposed bruises on his temples and forehead made the intense headache more and more unbearable.

Not only did he maintain the high-level spell of "Transcendent Perception" for a long time, but every time he used "Bright Silver", he would also increase Loren's burden. If it weren't for the fact that I was more "special", I am afraid that I would not even feel a headache now, and my head would have turned into a broken watermelon.

Not only did he have to catch up with the speed of the vampire, but if he hadn't had a sedative, he would have fallen directly to the ground and convulsed in pain.

It's just that it can't be stopped yet...... The bloodshot pupils focused on the enemy in front of them, and the vampire entrenched on the ceiling had also begun to fail, his wounds slower and slower, and the limbs that had regrown were becoming weaker and weaker.

It had already begun to perceive Loren's tactics, and hid on the ceiling in panic and did not dare to come down, just screaming like a wounded wild dog, and did not even dare to take the initiative to attack.

As higher than human beings, vampires also have the inner mechanism of "fear" to protect themselves, and when death is about to come, they will also choose to run away or fight hard.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his right hand snapped his fingers slightly, and the white light of the "Firefly Spell" floated lightly in the palm of his hand, floating towards the vampire on the ceiling, blooming with dazzling light when he was about to approach.

If it were an uninjured vampire, this little trick would have blinded it for a moment at most - but now in fear, it would not dare to go blind for even a moment.

A screaming voice came overhead, and a black shadow fell in the middle of the church. Slightly smug, Loren lifted the "Bright Silver" again.

When he used the "Firefly Spell", he also secretly added a "Crystallization Spell" - it turned out that he probably couldn't even hurt the skin of this beast, but now......

The wounded monster roared and pounced on Loren, its blinded right eye looking hideous against the wolf-like face, its bloody jaws full of fangs trying to bite off his neck.

It's just that...... Now it really can't make Loren feel much fear.

The gray-blue lightsaber wielded figure, as if it had already predicted the position, turned around lightly, and the sword arced an elegant arc in the air, snatching the vampire's jaw from its body along with its right arm!

The wailing vampire let out a strong scream, ignoring the dizziness that almost shattered his eardrums, Loren's eyes widened as his vision became more and more blurred, and he held up the last light of the sword in his hand.

"Give Me Death - !!!!"

Roaring with all his might, the gray-blue lightsaber tore through the indestructible fuchsia skin, stabbing the vampire throughout!

Without waiting for the next time it was opened, Loren, who had resisted the side effects, once again activated the "Bright Silver", and this time the sword light appeared directly on the vampire's wound, smashing its ribs and spine with an unstoppable momentum!

The sword flashed, and the trembling figure turned into two!

The monster that was cut in half screamed and flew out upside down, and the severed lower half of its body turned directly into a pool of plasma, and the remaining half of its body was hung on the sculpture of the Holy Cross.

It's just that Loren is also uncomfortable, and the lightsaber that was activated for the last time almost drained his last energy. Even the sedatives I had just drunk felt like my head was about to blow up, and my temples and heart were beating fast.

The inertia brought by the run-up caused the body to lose its balance and fall to the ground. Normally, Loren would quickly roll and get up, but now......

There was a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, and the side effect of drinking too much sedatives was loss of consciousness. He could barely feel the presence of his legs, but the memory of his muscles kept him from letting go of his left hand that held the hilt of his sword.

But that was enough, and instead of recovering its severed limbs, the vampire hanging from the sculpture wailed and screamed, and the hideous face grew angrier.

It finally made a decision.

The vampire stopped wailing, a muffled sound coming from the depths of his throat that echoed through the chapel like a spell over and over again.

The splattered plasma seemed to have received traction, like small blood beads floating in mid-air, converging on the body of the vampire on the sculpture, slowly recondensing into its lost body, and even beginning to grow stronger.

The bat's wings behind it spread out, enveloping it almost entirely. The body that was originally like a dry corpse has become much stronger, and even the body has become much larger, and the sharp long claws are like demonic knives, exuding a strange luster.

This is another powerful thing about vampires - under the influence of the Void, they mutate more completely, and they are no longer even really "life", and can mutate themselves for a short time when necessary, just like wizards use magic.

And in such a situation, Loren, who has collapsed, obviously has no chance of winning, and how long he can survive depends entirely on the other party's mind.

Loren, who fell to the ground, smiled with relief.

You've finally been fooled, brute......

"It's wonderful, Your Excellency Loren Turin. ”

Asriel stood in front of Loren at some point, bowed respectfully to him lying on the ground, and smiled sincerely on his delicate face: "Leave the rest to me, you just need to watch quietly." ”

With that, the young man in the small dress turned around, and the evil gaze even made the vampire feel a trace of fear, and he involuntarily took a step back.

"Oops, oops...... Although it was my idea to take your body, I still feel that I have been used by Lord Loren. ”

The young man's face showed a tangled look, and he hugged his shoulders with a troubled look: "It's really a strange illusion, as if he already expected when I was going to make a move, and I was just the last step he used to defeat you." ”

"It's stupid to confront a vampire head-on, isn't it? If it were me, I'd be fooled by you, tooβ€”of course, this is a joke. ”

"A friend who was surprisingly creepy, even to me...... What do you think of being the one he defeated?"

The vampire screamed and spread its wings, trying to escape from the chapel. Before he could fly, he screamed and fell to the ground, as if he was chained, unable to move.

"I advise you to stop making unnecessary resistance, when you choose this form, there is no way to escape. Asrael's handsome face showed a somewhat distorted, longing expression. A thick fog that gradually turned black on the body poured in from all directions.

The vampire who fell to the ground was completely enveloped by fear, and desperately struggled to escape, but the wings were directly removed from his body by the black mist, and his body was tightly restrained and unable to move, looking like a wriggling reptile from a distance.

"Hmm...... The wriggling reptile is really well described. A hint of mockery flashed at the corner of the boy's mouth, and more black fog poured out of his body, enveloping the vampire in the middle, penetrating into its body little by little, and screaming screams kept coming.

Asriel was starting to get a little impatient, the fog pouring straight down the vampire's throat, depriving it of its last right to beg for mercy, and shuddering it could feel itself being swallowed by an abyss that looked like it no longer belonged to it.

"The Church of the Holy Cross, this is the best resting place that your lowly life can have. The boy's voice became extremely gentle: "Fall asleep quietly, have a long dream that you will never wake up from, and then leave your body to me for safekeeping." ”

As the words fell, the boy's entire body turned into a thick fog, completely devouring the vampire in front of the Holy Cross sculpture!

There was no sound, no wailing or screaming, and everything was calm. In the church, which was almost in ruins, only the unconscious Loren fell in place.

And the snake rune on his right arm and wrist disappeared without a trace.