(Additional update for the ‘Humen Smoke’ brothers [4/5])
"Come!"
On the ashes-covered dome of the city, Lumina, who was already above, dropped the shotgun in her hand and made a provocative move towards the vampire in front of her quite arrogantly.
The latter was provoked almost instantly and rushed towards her with bared teeth. His movements were so fast that she couldn't even catch him.
At this stage, the individual strength of the young players is still not impressive compared to the servants of the clan leader's personal guards. Even if these guys are weakened by the day potion, they are still at the black iron level, and can crush players in terms of attributes and absolute power.
Alas, it's going to die again.
But this time I stretched my hips again and it was much better than the last time when I fell to my death in embarrassment.
With this thought in mind, she simply closed her eyes and swung a sword casually, but the next second, three consecutive gunshots came from mid-air, causing her to open her eyes again, and she saw huge bat wings falling from the sky.
Then he suddenly pulled out the afterimage with a graceful and elegant sliding step, letting the scarlet stabbing sword bite his opponent's neck like a poisonous snake.
It was like an elegant and breathtaking massacre.
In less than five seconds, the ferocious but weak guy fell in front of him, and Mrs. Adele, who folded her wings, used her claws to pierce the opponent's heart and brutally dug out the opponent's heart.
The rare template given to her by Murphy when she first embraced her made her far better than ordinary warriors in the black iron ranks, not to mention that the half-elf blood in her body gave Mrs. Adele a higher level of night dexterity than ordinary vampires.
The vampire under her feet turned into a twisted stone statue in the dying scream. After this cruel and eternal execution, the lady stood up holding the beating scarlet heart and glanced at Lumi who was stunned in place.
Na, shook her head and said:
"You still need to practice your swordsmanship, warrior. If your ugly appearance just now is seen by the shadow sword singers of the Medjeva family, they will laugh out loud."
"Wow, was that Elf Swordsmanship just now? Is it so handsome with its own flash?"
Longing appeared in Lumina's eyes.
But Mrs. Adele had no time to talk to this "elf control" at this time. She started to fold her wings and jumped down from the high fire platform like a leap of faith.
This was her first gain.
If you want to make a request to Master Murphy, you must get at least five
Well, I hope the dawn comes later so that she can fulfill her last wish before she completely becomes the descendant of Murphy.
The vampires in the dark house will be beaten badly. Not only will they be shot down from the sky, but they will also be blocked in the room and kicked by the little players who have triggered fighting fever.
But this is just an appearance.
The only ones who can be stopped by the young players and the Cadman self-rescue army are lower-level vampires. The real upper-level vampires are the seven clan leader's personal guards. Except for Jed who was entangled by the eldest lady, the other six have already run away.
These guys unlock more racial powers at Silver level.
The increase they receive in the dark is much stronger than that of Black Iron level individuals. In fact, as long as they are determined enough, the formation set up by the little players cannot harm any of them at all.
But these guys are more powerful and care about their lives even more.
Especially since they had just escaped from the hell-like Blood Vulture Corridor and were already frightened, it was impossible for them to go back and fight for their lives.
He decisively sold his heirs to buy himself time to leave safely. Anyway, those servants transformed in the Blood Vulture Corridor were originally intended to be used as cannon fodder.
Is there really a vampire elder who is willing to put himself in danger for the safety of his offspring?
No way, right?
However, their escape was by no means smooth sailing.
The few guys who had just left the ruins of Cadman City and were about to sneak into the survivor camp to eat some "snacks" to regain some strength were entangled by a sudden burst of natural psychic spells as soon as they landed on the ground.
The psychic illusions of the forest and green woodland were overwhelming, and in an instant they were pulled into the hunting illusion arranged by the witch hunters in advance.
"Hunters have been waiting for a long time!"
As the temporary commander, Natalie, the captain of the Chasseurs, crossed her hands and pulled out the two swords at her waist.
The sound of breaking wind was made during the movements of the wrists, while other elite witch hunters were hiding in this woodland shaped by natural psychic illusions. This was their home field, and such large-scale psychic illusions could only be carried out in front of their hunting eyes.
Such a high-level vampire would only use it.
"Kill out!"
The white-haired vampire who had been flirting with Jade waved her ferocious claws, and the three upper-level vampires beside her immediately rushed out in different directions.
She herself went straight to Natalie.
The gray-haired witch hunter in front of me is just a black iron-level scumbag, and he really dares to talk big!
"boom"
A gunshot erupted from the illusion of the woodland behind Natalie, and the flying hot deer bullets covered the entire area in front of it. It also caused the charging female vampire to dodge and take several steps back deftly, in confusion.
Look ahead.
Then, she saw Major Fraser, wearing the Major's uniform of the Plantagenet Kingdom, rushing out of the illusion with a cold face.
He also held a gray-gold double-barreled trench gun that was obviously handmade by the dwarf master. This brutal weapon had two barrels and an ax blade bayonet, and the caliber of each one was large enough to fit inside.
A baby fist.
"Click"
The major loaded the buckshot with a handsome gesture. Under Natalie's surprised gaze, he shrugged and said:
"Captain Fenok insists that bullets cannot deal with vampires. I object to this. General Loren teaches us that any question must be answered through actual combat. So, I'm sorry. I'll borrow your prey for a fire test."
May I?"
"Why are you in the hunting illusion?"
Natalie asked sharply:
"You are a non-combatant!"
"Ah, you unfolded the illusion too suddenly, and I couldn't exit."
Major Fraser said with a headache:
"Besides, I'm not the only one who was accidentally involved."
"Shua"
Seeing that the two guys in front of them were actually chatting away, and they didn't take themselves too seriously, the white-haired female vampire pounced on them again with a cry.
This time he was faster and planned to kill this daring human major faster than a bullet.
but.
"boom"
Another gunshot knocked her back again.
Natalie looked to her left this time. Miss Miriam, who looked unlucky, also walked out with her scarlet gun. Compared to Major Fraser's graceful demeanor, this tough Transian girl
Not so well-educated.
She raised her gun and yelled:
"Can you bastards give me a hint before you start your spell next time? I'm the real non-combatant!"
——
"Shua"
Outside a deserted village some distance away from Cadman City, Maxim, who was sitting in front of a carriage eating dry food, raised his head.
In the dark night before dawn, a figure fell quickly. When it landed, it folded its wings in a weird posture, and then strode towards him.
"Maxim? Ah, my 'monster' brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time."
The guy made a warm gesture and opened his arms to greet Maxim as if meeting an old friend. Maxim also put down the dry food in his hand, stood up, pulled down his visor, and spoke in a hoarse voice.
Say to those who come:
"Hello, Arthur, it's been a long time indeed. Congratulations on becoming the vampire you dreamed of."
"I'm just one step ahead of you. My loyalty and potential were seen by Lord Jed, and I was given new power by my generous master in critical moments.
But don't worry.
Didn’t you also find a new master for yourself?
Although Mr. Murphy's reputation in the family is... haha, it doesn't matter, he is a good match for you.
Monsters and trash.”
The tall vampire Arthur in front of him seemed to know Maxim very well, winking and making nasty jokes wantonly.
He stood a few steps away from Maxim, looking at the "brother" in front of him who seemed different from before with his scarlet eyes, and then at the carriage behind him.
He could feel that there was a weak vampire in the carriage.
That should be Mrs. Tracey whom Master Jade wants.
"It's great that you brought her as ordered, Mark! I'm glad to see that you still maintain the loyalty that you are proud of. Lord Jed will be pleased for this and reward you.
"
Vampire Arthur waved his hand and said to Maxim:
"You can leave now and I'll take over the rest."
"Is it Master Jed's order?"
Maxim asked.
This unnecessary question made Arthur twitch his mouth in displeasure. He endured the impatience in his heart and said:
"Of course, didn't I say you can leave? You didn't have so many things to do before."
Maxim looked at the darkness around him.
This was the darkest moment before dawn, and it was quiet around this deserted village. It was really perfect by the standards of a tomb. He moved his fingers and said:
"You came alone? Where are the others?"
"This is none of your business! Mark, be obedient and let's go."
Arthur was no longer willing to waste time talking to the good brother he used to be "just right" with. He passed Maxim and walked towards Mrs. Tracey's carriage.
Behind him, Maxim gently held the swift sword named "Ambition and Dream" at his waist, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Arthur, do you remember this place?"
"here?"
Vampire Arthur looked around and replied very impatiently:
"Isn't this just an abandoned village? There were places like this everywhere during the Ten Years' War. What on earth do you want to say?"
"It seems you have forgotten. What a pity."
The sharp blade was slowly unsheathed.
The green shimmering blade rubbed against the edge of the scabbard and made a sound, like some kind of weird whistling.
Behind the vampire, Maxim moved his shoulders and whispered:
"This is the place where we were born. We grew up together, wandered together, were adopted by Lord Jed together, became blood servants together, and imagined the future together in a dark shack.
They call me 'Monster', they call you 'Hercules'.
Those distant things seem like a lifetime ago, right? Arthur."
"Mark! Put your weapon back!"
The vampire has realized something is wrong.
He held the swift sword of the same style at his waist, turned around and said to Maxim, who was showing the blood vulture swordsmanship:
"Don't be stupid!"
Maxim's response to this final warning was:
charge!
"clang"
The two sharp blades almost collided together in the next moment.
Maxim's charge was easily blocked by the vampire Arthur. He was known for his brute strength before he was first embraced, and after becoming a vampire, his strength was obviously strengthened a lot.
The two men's weapons crossed with such force that sparks flew along the sword blades, and they stood almost face to face outside the deserted village.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, the scarlet eyes staring at the visor blocking the expression in front of him, but he could still see the disappointed eyes that seemed to be burning with fire in the gap.
"You tampered with the results of the draw, right?"
Maxim said hoarsely:
"You were supposed to bring eight blood slaves to support Lord Murphy. You know that in Jade's eyes, we low-level blood slaves are not human beings at all. You know the result of that trip.
But you still chose to push me out!"
What responded to him was a burst of silence and a sudden burst of murderous intent.
As the vampire Arthur's arm pushed forward, Maxim was pushed out. He then changed his posture and regained his balance, with the tip of the sword hanging downward.
"Wouldn't it be nice to survive?"
The blood wings behind Arthur opened and closed. Amidst the increasingly indifferent wind, a few tumbleweeds passed by the feet of the two of them as if there were no one around. Arthur, who was already a real vampire, said in a deep voice:
"Why bother with those unhappy things? Do you know that I was really happy when I saw you come back alive, my monster brother?"
"No, I don't blame you."
Maxim stepped forward again to launch an offensive.
The swordsmanship of the blood vulture, which has reached the master level in successive bloody battles, shines with a deadly edge in the dark night, but it is not fatal to vampires.
After all, it was just basic swordsmanship, and at this time, still strengthened by the night, although Arthur was only a seven-day-old "vampire baby", he relied on his instincts to easily deal with Maxim's sword after sword.
"I even want to thank you! It's because of this stab in the back to your 'monster' brother that we both seemed to find what we were longing for.
You have Jed's appreciation.
And I have found a master who is truly worthy of allegiance, so that the loyalty I have nowhere to devote can be full of value."
Maxim's voice became louder and louder, and his offensive became more and more urgent.
Arthur, who was opposite him, remained silent until he finished shouting out what he was thinking. Then he suddenly raised a sword and broke through Maxim's sword blockade and stabbed him directly in the shoulder. It seemed that he planned to use this sword to stop Maxim. " "Suicide Action".
However, this inevitable sword was dodged by Maxim with a weird sliding step, and then he struck sideways like a flash in the next moment. The whizzing sword edge opened Arthur's helmet, allowing the exquisite scarlet helmet to strike. It flew out and crashed to the ground.
Also flying out was a lock of hair and a few drops of blood belonging to the vampire.
"I really don't blame you, brother."
Maxim retracted his sword pose.
As Arthur watched in astonishment, he held the sword in one hand and held it straight in front of him. Behind him, the first ray of morning light slowly emerged, and the still cold wind whistled past the armor and hair of the two men.
"This battle is not mixed with any personal vendetta. It is just that you have to complete Jade's instructions, and I must be loyal to my master. That's all."
The loyal servant pushed up his visor and said in a deep voice:
"Arthur, only one of our two brothers can leave alive. Please, please be serious!"
"You monster!"
The vampire realized that he had fallen into Maxim's trap the moment he saw the morning light emerging. This guy had been using strange language to delay time in order to offset his advantage in the night.
Arthur felt that he had been deceived. It was clear that Maxim had not been so clever and cunning before!
It seems that he is not the only one who has undergone transformation in the past seven days.
The anger originating from his heart may also be mixed with a little guilt and shame when his little trick was exposed, which finally made him no longer show mercy.
He raised his sword and used the more dangerous swordsmanship of the Tomb Sword Guard to attack. He was confident that he could kill Maxim with this swordsmanship taught by Lord Jed himself. However, the miss of five consecutive swords made Arthur's heart...
The unknown became more and more real, and in the next moment, Maxim stepped forward with the same posture but obviously more skilled in the swordsmanship of the tomb sword guard, and stabbed his left shoulder with his sword.
The blade slid and blood spattered.
"You! How could you."
"This is what Master Murphy taught me! He valued me and tried his best to cultivate me. He not only gave me hope but also taught me wisdom. My master is much more generous than that bullshit Jade. I said it, Arthur.
