Chapter 490 The Barrier of Despair
Under Nohir's vigorous swing, the super giant blade of the Slaughter Ax scratched a whole string of straight sparks on the wall beside him in an instant! Then within the next 0.1 seconds, he rushed towards Kazador with huge wind pressure!
And this process can be said to be as fast as lightning! In just an instant, Nohir's body changed from extremely still to extremely moving! In an instant, he crossed a distance of twenty or thirty meters! Come directly in surprise! Showing extremely terrifying explosive power!
With Nohir's exaggerated expressiveness, even if you look at the entire world of Toril, few people can do this! Let alone being able to dodge this move!
But! Kazador is a vampire lord who has lived for more than 500 years after all! They are the small group of strong men who stand at the top of the ecological chain of the vampire race!
Although Kazador did not like the habit of brutal fighting due to his excessive racial talent and the fact that vampires stay day and night, and for the low-key dignity of high-level vampires, he did not accumulate much combat experience at the same level.
But when the blade of Nohir's battle ax broke out of the rock on the side of the wall, it was about to hit his eye socket and cut off 1/3 of his head! As if instinctively, he disintegrated his body in an instant! Thousands of bats turned into blood mist and scattered all over the sky!
Relying on this [Misty Bat Form] that only high-level vampire lords can master, Kazadol successfully avoided Nohir's fatal blow, but the price he paid was only a dozen blocks. In the path of the attack, before he had time to dodge, the body of the bat was transformed.
Although these dead bats will no longer be integrated into his body, Kazador will also be weak for a period of time after recovering his body, and must drink a lot of blood to make up for it, but compared to Just cut off Nohir's head, just for this small price, it can be said that this is a slight.
But Kazador obviously doesn’t think so! At this time, there was no trace of happiness in his heart that he had escaped disaster. On the contrary, there was only unparalleled anger in his cold heart!
After Cazador overthrew his former master and regained his freedom, he has been dominating for more than 200 years!
For more than 200 years, he enjoyed an unparalleled noble status every day! Enjoy the thrill of violence and torture! Used to using fear and majesty to give birth to supreme power!
He has been used to this kind of life, used to the status of the master! I can’t—and don’t want to—experience the darkness that once happened to me! He wants to continue to maintain this kind of rule for the next thousand or ten thousand years of his life!
But Nohir, this damn bastard of hell! But he arrived so suddenly, smashed his own door arrogantly, broke into his castle, and trampled under his feet the majesty he had spent more than 200 years building with fear and torture!
Now even more so when he proposed negotiation, he showed such disdain for his words! Without any pre-war communication, he suddenly launched an attack on himself! Now he even dares to damage his noble body like this! There is simply no dignity at all!
At this time, Kazador was completely overwhelmed by the anger in his heart! So he directly took the most regretful and wrong action in his life!
That is, he did not take advantage of his current incarnation as mist and bat to escape from the castle without looking back and hide in the dense forest, wilderness or crevices of Dusthawk Mountain. On the contrary, Kaza Dole chose to resist! He chose to fight back!
When Nohir's battle ax passed through Kazador's body, passed through the fog and bats, and rushed into Kazador's body, Kazador also immediately caught this Once in a lifetime opportunity! Showing his sharp fangs in anger! Open his big mouth and bite Nohir's body in the blood mist with all his strength!
Kazador’s idea is very simple, even so simple that there are only two steps in total. One, use the fangs in bat form to break through Nohir’s defense, and two, use the blood mist that permeates the whole body to draw Take every drop of blood from his body!
Cazador is confident that this plan will definitely succeed! After all, it was just a few wounds on his body? How hard can this be? He has full confidence in his fangs! The fangs of vampires are very sharp and are the natural weapons they rely on to make a living. The teeth of a normal vampire can even bite a stainless steel sword with full force, but the fangs of a vampire lord like him are even more terrifying. .
His teeth are harder than steel and sharper than spears! The two longest fangs are even comparable to fine gold! With such sharp teeth, absolutely no humanoid creature in the world can block it with just its own body!
Although Nohir was not facing the fangs of his own body, there was no difference at all between the teeth of the bat incarnation and the fangs of his real body! If there really is one, it's just a difference in size, but there's actually no difference in sturdiness!
Such fangs can definitely break through his unarmored body with ease! And as long as his skin can be broken, Kazador can easily make hundreds of holes in Nohir's body! And the next second those wounds appeared, his blood was directly drained, turning this unreasonable man into a mummy instantly! Killed suddenly on the spot!
Cazador will prove that the fame and reputation he gained during these days are all an illusion worth mentioning! This rude person will lose his life because of his recklessness! Ushering in the most miserable failure of his life!
Are these bats incarnated by his body! Can't you bite open the skin and blood vessels of this monster?
...That's what Cazador thought, but the reality was not what he thought.
When his body turned into a swarm of bats, surrounding Nohir, opening his fangs to bite his exposed strong arms, wings, and upper body wearing only cloth, Kaza had split into a collective consciousness. Dole, at that time he only had one idea in his head.
Tough!
So tough!
That kind of tough and solid feeling shouldn't appear in mortals at all! What does that feel like? ! The hardness is comparable to the scales of an ancient dragon, but it can extend and contract freely! It looks like ordinary skin, but the real taste tells Kazadol that it's not fucking skin at all!
Just when a hundred thousand question marks popped up in Cazador's mind, as if he couldn't understand everything that was happening in front of him, Nohir did not pamper him at all and started directly. One step of action!
(End of this chapter)