() Even though he has been trained by his long military career to sense danger in time, he still seems to be caught off guard when he senses that something is wrong.

The attacker attacked almost at the same time as the spatial vortex appeared, and it was a blessing in misfortune that Duris was able to barely avoid the deadly claw blow, otherwise it would not be the glass window that would have been shattered, but his head.

"Who are you?" King Duris rolled forward several times in succession, widening the distance between him and his attacker, so that he could have time to observe the other party.

The attacker was a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo dress, with white hair scattered behind his head, skin with an unsettling pale, and ten fingers with intimidating pointed nails.

Although Duris was questioning the identity of the other party, he was now more concerned about the white-haired man's way of invading. Judging from the residual magic fluctuations in the air, this man used spatial magic to teleport directly into the imperial study, but herein lies the problem. Due to the particularity of space magic, it has a miraculous effect when carrying out assassination, in order to avoid being assassinated, the royal families will arrange a magic barrier near the palace where they live, once someone uses space magic to teleport into the range of the barrier, the barrier will sound an alarm, so that the guards can find the intruder at the first time, and the royal palace of Hansha City is no exception. However, judging from the current situation, the guards outside the gate do not seem to be alarmed, that is, the barrier of the palace has not been touched. Is it because the magic barrier has lost its effect, or is this white-haired man's spatial magic too superb for the connection to detect?

But now it's no longer a question of how to escape from the onslaught of the other side. Duris dodged with all his might, barely able to avoid the white-haired man's claw blows in reply, and the sharp nails of his enemies' hands grazed his face, striking the battle-hardened Duris in shock. However, Duris is not always passively beaten, although he rarely has the opportunity to fight hand-to-hand with others, but it does not mean that he will be helpless, and at the beginning of the enemy's attack, Duris has already thought about how to fight back.

After dodging several claw strikes in a row, Duris saw the opportunity, leaned back, and at the same time supported the ground with his left hand, using the power of twisting his waist, his lower body turned up, and his right foot flew up and kicked the white-haired man's temple.

At this time, the white-haired man's hands had already stretched out and were still undisturbed, and Duris was confident that with his martial arts as a royal knight, this kick at such a close distance would definitely be able to kick the enemy.

However, the world is full of accidents. Although Duris is quick to move, his opponent is faster to defend. Duris threw a kick with all his might, but his opponent's quick left-handed one-handed block was blocked. Duris was shocked and hurriedly returned to his feet, but the white-haired man seemed to see through his thoughts, and with a backhand, he grabbed Duris's right foot tightly.

Duris felt a sharp pain in his right foot, followed by a feeling of paralysis. The white-haired man's nails were so sharp that they suddenly pierced the thick cowhide boots, piercing five bloody holes in the soft flesh while injecting some kind of paralyzing toxin.

"Not good!" Duris knew something was wrong, and quickly flew up and kicked his left foot at the opponent's front door, trying to break free. Unexpectedly, the white-haired man showed a mocking sneer, he casually retracted his left hand, and actually lifted Duris's more than 80-kilogram body upside down effortlessly, and slashed it in mid-air, and finally threw it against a wall.

The legendary King Duris, who had never tasted defeat in his life, now met the formidable enemy of his life, and slammed into the wall of the imperial study in a very wolf position, and his head was immediately bleeding. But the impact also shook off a ceremonial saber that had been hung on the wall and used to decorate. Duris immediately caught his sword, although it was not his usual spear, but in such a situation, he had no choice.

"Phew!" Duris shouted angrily, ignoring the paralysis on his right foot, and the tip of his sword rushed towards the white-haired man.

Because his attack was so obvious, the white-haired man only staggered to the side and avoided Duris's attack. But Duris is not pinning his hopes on this blow, but the next move.

After staggering past the white-haired man, the two of them were back to back, and before Duris could stand still, he had already held the hilt of the sword back, so that the tip of the sword was facing backwards, and the palm of his left hand was poured into the hilt with all his might!

The saber flew out of Duris's right hand like an arrow from a string, and slammed into the white-haired man's back like lightning, through his body, and burst out of his chest.

This unreasonable and strange sword move, due to the swordsmanship of the East, is the only skill that Duris learned from a friend from the Chuyang Empire in the far east when he was a teenager, called "Yan Hui". The subtlety of this move is that when you hit the opponent head-on, it is just a feint, and the real killing opportunity is to throw the long sword backwards at the moment of the wrong body, and the opponent is often unable to guard against it due to the obstruction of vision. Although Duris had only learned a little, because this move was too dangerous and hidden, and it was also incompatible with Olopa's mainstream swordsmanship, it became his last resort to save his life in the most critical moments. But before tonight, Duris had only used this trick twice in his life, and his combat skills became more and more sophisticated, as if after he was promoted to a royal knight, he basically would not be forced to a life-and-death situation, so this trick was never used again, except tonight, of course.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he knew that the enemy had been attacked, and he turned around, and sure enough, he saw that the white-haired man had been pierced through the heart by his sword, and he fell to the ground, motionless, and Duriss breathed a long sigh of relief. "Yan Hui" is aimed at the opponent's heart to make a move, and none of those who fall for this move will survive; but the person who can force him to use "Yan Hui" is definitely not an idle person, so it will be difficult for the assassin in the world to find out who sent the second one?

"Hey, hey, hey......" Just as Duris was about to bend to examine the assassin's corpse and could not find any clues about his identity, a chilling laugh suddenly came from the corpse. Under Duris's stunned gaze, the "corpse" stood up on its own, with a sharp sword stuck in its body.

"In the past thousand years, you are the first human who can hurt my body. The white-haired man spoke in a hoarse voice, not knowing whether to praise or mock.

"No, this can't be ......" Duris felt unprecedented horror, of course, this is not Duris timidity, but on the white-haired man's body, there seems to be a sense of fear like endless darkness emanating into the air, if it is an ordinary person, he would have been so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and only a strong man like Duris can barely stand.

"It's an eye-opener, if I were still a human, I would have died under your sword just now. Looks like I've been asleep for a little too long. The white-haired man didn't care as he pulled the piercing saber out of his body and snapped it in front of Duris. It was only then that Duris noticed that there was no blood coming out of the wound that had been pierced by the sword.

"Are you a vampire?" Combining the signs, Duris guessed the identity of the enemy.

"You should call us Bloodline. The white-haired man corrected, while also acknowledging Duris's speculation.

"Priest, burn him with light!" Duris shouted in the direction of the vampire's back.

As the vampire turned to look back, Duris tossed a bottle of ivory sculpture he had grabbed in his hand, and before he even had time to see if he had hit, he flew towards the door behind him. Even though Duris had never had any experience fighting vampires, some of the soldiers in Poeller's army had participated in the battle against orcs and vampires in the Elven Forest 12 years ago, and Duris probably knew about the fighting power of vampires from the mouths of these soldiers. Yes, vampires are far superior to humans in terms of strength and speed, but to be able to push him into such a desperate situation, this white-haired guy is no ordinary vampire, and in the blood clan, he must have a high status comparable to his strength. Duris is not a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but he will never die in vain for meaningless stupidity, and in a desperate situation where there is no chance of victory, he can only retreat for the time being, regroup and think of ways to reverse the disadvantage, which is a choice that any qualified decision-maker will make.

The carved door of the imperial study was broken down by the owner of the royal palace. However, successfully escaping outside the corridor does not mean that the danger has been lifted, but rather that you have fallen into another desperate situation. Because Duris was shocked to see that the walls of the corridor were covered with blood splatters, and the ten soldiers who were originally standing guard outside the door had all fallen to the ground and lost their breath. The fact that the soldiers had fallen was where they were standing, and that they were armed with weapons in their hands, showed that the soldiers had been murdered without realizing it, and the two bloody holes in the main arteries of some of the soldiers' necks had clearly shown Duris who the killers were.

At this time, two bats suddenly flew down from the top of the corridor, only two sounds of "bang" and "bang" were heard, the bats turned into human forms, and two vampires appeared in front of Duris, one was a tall and thin man with short red hair, and the other was a woman with long blue ponytail and a bewitching appearance. Two vampires block Duris's path, one left and one right.

"Run. If you have the ability, you continue to escape. Behind Duris, the chilling voice of the white-haired vampire sounded.

In the narrow corridors, the lonely, unarmed King Duris I, surrounded by three vampires, is there any hope that he will escape?