Syllable!

The vampire's head was smashed like a watermelon, and blood and brains splattered everywhere.

Wren took a step back and shoved the hammer sideways, just in time to block the claws of the second vampire.

This vampire is a woman, with a beautiful face, wearing only a thin veil on her body, and her private parts are faintly visible, her claws and hammer handle splash sparks, and seeing that the surprise attack is not successful, she casually follows the hammer handle and tries to cut Wren's palm off.

The claws cut through the skin, leaving only a few white marks, not even a drop of blood coming out.

The female vampire looked incredulous, and even her figure paused.

As a vampire, she is very aware of how sharp her "Claws of the Harvest" are.

This is a vampire's housekeeping skill, the strongest attack point in close combat, comparable to an enchanted weapon, even if the Iron Guard activates the stone skin element, it can easily cut open the wound, and harvest the lives of many people.

But cut into this guy's hand, he can't even scratch the skin.

Wren took advantage of the female vampire's distraction and took a big step forward, slamming directly into her body, knocking her back into the hall and firmly guarding the exit of the passage.

In the hall, the high-ranking vampire had long since lost his previous composure, and only wanted to escape.

The high-level vampire was as fast as lightning, and his body turned into a puff of black smoke, trying to flee to Wren's side.

The black smoke was wrapped in silver dust, which was very dazzling, and he had nothing to hide.

Roger sealed his left hand, and a burst of invisible ice power erupted from his hand, like thunder on the ground, spreading outward rapidly, enveloping half of the hall, instantly hitting the black mist, and the high-level vampire was knocked out of its original form.

The power of ice seeped into his body, and the high-level vampire shuddered, and a silver sword light rolled over.

He bit his tongue and spurted a stream of blood to ignite a flame that drove away the chill.

In the moment in front of the sword light and body, it once again turned into black smoke and escaped.

Roger slashed through the air with a sword, caught the trail of Silver Sand out of the corner of his eye, and found that the vampire did not flee to the passage, but detoured through the hall, so he was not in a hurry and fought steadily.

One escapes, the other chases, like a cat playing with a mouse.

No matter what means the high-level vampires used, they were blocked by Roger every time, unable to get one step closer to the passage, and at the same time, their aura was constantly weakened.

On the other side of the passage, there was already a river of blood.

A dozen bloody servants who had fled for their lives poured into the passage, trying to surround Wren with crowd tactics, only to be greeted by one hammer after another.

Bang bang bang!

The warhammer swung and smashed three times in a row on the heads of the three Blood Servants, smashing their heads.

These blood servants are not transcendental, they may be strong in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Wren's eyes, they are just a group of mobile power banks.

At his feet, there were already seven or eight blood servants, both men and women, and none of them could withstand a blow from a hammer.

Rayne's whole body was almost stained red with blood, like a killing god, and the rest of the blood servants were frightened to cower.

The screams of high-ranking vampires came from the other side of the hall, apparently dying soon under the sword of the legendary witcher, and the only remaining female vampire gritted her teeth and shouted, "Let's go together, or we will all die." ”

She was the first to rush forward, followed by two female creatures with horns on their heads.

Wren had noticed them a long time ago, and their strength was about the same as that of a first-level transcendent, but he had been hiding behind the blood servants, and he didn't dare to come up to fight until this moment.

The female vampire was in front of her in an instant, and struck again with a wave of her claws.

Wren was undaunted and met him with a hammer in his hand.

Suddenly, the two female creatures turned into black shadows and disappeared from view, and then they reappeared at their sides, their naked and smooth bodies wrapped around their arms, and the two beautiful faces pressed closely, opening their mouths to spew out a pink mist.

Caught off guard, Wren inhaled a bit of pink mist, and a thought ran through his mind, slowing down his swinging of the warhammer.

"Hahaha......"

The female vampire let out a smirk and dodged the hammer to wrap around Wren's back, baring her long fangs and biting down on the back of Wren's neck.

Click!

With two crisp sounds, the female vampire's expression froze, and she let go of her mouth and spit out two severed teeth.

"What the hell are you!"

She screamed in pain, her mouth full of sore teeth and tears, and it felt like she had bitten into a steel ingot, not a human body.

At this time, Wren forcibly suppressed his thoughts, came back to his senses, and threw a female creature entangled with him to the wall of the passage with a flick of his right arm.

The sheer force made her feel like she had been hit in the face, her bones shattered, and she slid limply off the wall, and she couldn't survive.

As the arm flung out with all its might, the handle of the warhammer stabbed back, and with a pop, pierced the female vampire who was screaming behind her back.

The handle of the hammer shattered the heart, pierced her back, and pulled it back again.

The remaining strange female creature let go of its arms in fright, and vanished, appearing at the exit of the passage, twisting its hooves and fleeing.

"Want to run?"

Wren snorted, ignoring the female vampire who was not yet dead at his feet, and threw the warhammer directly.

The heavy war hammer was like a speeding steam train, smashing into the female creature, knocking her directly into the air, and her body was smashed into two pieces in mid-air, and when she landed, she lost her breath.

The warhammer continued to fly forward, finally smashing a crater into the wall of the passage.

"He's out of arms, go!"

Seeing that Wren's hands were empty, several blood servants rushed over in a swarm, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to escape.

Wren glanced at Roger, who was still grappling with high-level vampires, shook his head, pulled out his shotgun from the holster on the outside of his thigh, and began firing.

Bang bang!

Flames erupted, and after four gunshots, the last four bloody servants fell to the ground, all beaten into a sieve.

There was still a bullet in the gun, and Wren looked down to see that the female vampire was still at his feet, her vitality was very tenacious, and her eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.

With a bang, the last bullet in the barrel shot her head, sending her brain splattering and bleeding all over the floor.

Wren shook off the blood from his feet, quickly took out five bullets from his waist and reloaded, went over to pick up the warhammer, and continued to hold the exit of the passage.

At this time, only that high-level vampire was left in the entire hall.

Watching the battle for half a minute, Wren sighed in his heart that if he encountered a high-level vampire, there was only one way to die.

The most powerful thing about this vampire is his speed, he turns into black smoke, which is as fast as lightning, and he can avoid normal weapon damage in the smoke state, and only spells can force him out of his original form.

Vampires above mid-tier can also become invisible, which is a more useful stealth ability than Shadow Escape, and can move at high speeds while invisible.

In addition, vampires have strong self-healing powers, and master a variety of bloodline spells to disturb the minds of their enemies.

But these are of little use in front of the legendary witcher.

From the very beginning, Roger used the alchemy bomb with silver sand dust to break the invisibility and incarnate smoke, so that high-level vampires would be easily spotted wherever they fled.

All kinds of bloodline spells can't break Roger's shield.

And Roger's speed is not slower than him, even one step faster, and the reaction is very fast.

If it weren't for the high-level vampires who also had a spell similar to Blood Escape, which could shift shapes and transpose, they would have died under Roger's silver sword a long time ago.

However, this blood escape technique obviously consumes its own blood, and after using it a few times, the breath becomes weaker and weaker.

"Demon hunters are the nemesis of demons, and vampires will not escape death even if they do their best. ”

"Master Roger is clearly not using all his strength. ”

Wren thought to himself, and at the same time did not let his guard down, if this high-level vampire wanted to catch a cushion before he died, escape here, and give himself a blow, it would be a tragedy.

Thankfully, Roger didn't let that happen.

A minute later, the high-level vampire performed another blood escape, and he was terrified.

Roger suddenly accelerated his pursuit, as soon as the person approached, he stepped on the ground with the seal in his left hand, and several light purple runes appeared on the ground, and the air around him seemed to be frozen, and the vampire's whole body was heavy, and he was firmly bound in place, and his speed slowed down.

This magic trap had no effect on Roger himself.

"No!"

The vampire screamed in despair.

In an instant, Roger was in front of the vampire, swung his silver sword, and easily cut off his head, and the screams stopped abruptly.

On the silver blade, there was still no blood.

As if he had done a trivial thing, Roger looked back at Wren who looked like a bloody man, and praised, "You did a good job." ”

With his strength, it was actually easy to kill a high-level vampire, and it could be solved in a few breaths, and the reason why it took so long was to see Wren's combat power.

It has to be said that Rennes' performance far exceeded his expectations.

Those two vampires don't know how to spell yet, only with speed and strength, they are equivalent to second-level transcendentals, plus two night demons, and more than a dozen blood servants, under the siege of so many enemies, even a mid-level transcendent will find it very tricky.

Wren solved them unscathed, which really surprised Roger.

If there is a downside, it is that Wren's fighting style is too savage, and he always likes to shoot headshots with a warhammer, which makes the scene very bloody.

"This kid looks handsome and chic, with a peaceful temperament, but he didn't expect to be so violent in battle, he looks like a believer in the blood god 'Hakasnu'. Roger muttered to himself.

Wren didn't know what Roger was thinking, and looked at the human girl hanging upside down above the long table.

In the eyes of the soul, her soul was extremely weak, but still alive.

Roger leaped up and slashed the chains, and Wren caught the girl, gently flattened her, and pressed the wound on his neck.

The vampires were skilled in bloodletting, and the wounds were thin and deep, and it seemed that some kind of spell had been used to keep her alive, so she did not die.

"She can't live anymore. Roger said expressionlessly, as if he had long been accustomed to this kind of thing.

Wren is also helpless, this girl has lost most of her blood, and it is a miracle that she can survive until now.

He just has a little compassion, with her age, in exchange for just a high school girl in her previous life, cardamom years, youthful, but unfortunately the beautiful life was interrupted at the beginning.

It didn't take long for the girl's breathing to stop, and a soul flew out of her head.

Wren had already turned off the charging function, and watched her soul rise upward, submerge into the void, and go to the realm of the gods.

In Ehrenus, it is a consolation that the souls of believers will be redeemed after death.

Wren was silent for a few seconds, then came back to his senses and saw Roger slicing open the chest of a high-level vampire with a sword, pulling out a bloody heart and gnawing on it.