Chapter 34: Black Mist

Chapter 34: Black Mist

The vampire scanned his eyes at the weak people that stood before him. His mouth curved into a grin. His innocent smile looked bloody from the battlefield with hands dripping with blood. His fangs, still red. The excitement never left his piercing eyes. He mercilessly loved to devour the strong. The strongest were standing in front of him.

He looked at them one by one. A total of 6 to be feasted upon.

He then looked over in the forest abyss with a scorn smile on his face, Those two hmmm... This is getting me so excited. One with a darkness element. He licked his lips at the thought of it. It will be a great boost to my growth.

His mocking eyes then turned back to the weaklings before him Here... they... come...

He smirked as a blonde human shot a ball of fire towards him. It came fast and scorching.

In a matter of seconds, he was engulfed in flames.

As the child-like beast burned, the humans never left their gaze at it. They watched until the flames died out into smoke. Their pupils dilated after what came next. A grin and red-demonic eyes greeted them.

Olivier made sure that the fire had extra damage on it. It was then proven otherwise when the enemy still stood unburnt by his attack. But he was mistaken. The child-like vampire stood unaffected by the scorching ball of flames.

It was then the beast crossed his two arms in front of him. A pair of large dark ghost hands appeared, like a phantom shadow taking shape. Before he could manifest completely, a scorching ball of flames came his way.

BOOM!

He wasnt able to dodge. He was thrown to the side with burns on his face and blood in his mouth. He crouched on the ground with great surprise. He looked at the blonde standing in the distance. He looked in bewilderment, how did the attack pass through his phantom hands?

Do you think we will attack in order, beast? A blonde woman spoke. She had a condescending look in her eyes. What you see may not be true at all when I am around.

A boiling sensation grew within him as he looked at the woman. The wanting of shredding her to pieces and drinking every drop of her blood came to his mind.

Puny tricks! He shrugged it off as he wiped the blood from the side of his mouth. It seemed that his prey werent going to give him time to rise on his feet, he thought. He smiled with a twisted look on his face.

It was then, a woman in a mask attacked him with a lightning sword.

The water pillars hit his cloak of darkness, but not even holy light was able to pierce it through. Fireballs also vanished one after another, and only the real one exploded on the black membrane. The attack had no effect at all.

When the masked woman swung her sword as hard as she could, the black mist grabbed onto her slim body and stopped her on her track. She struggled to free herself but to no avail.

He is evolving! Use all of your powers! The woman cried in pain.

The others did abide and used their strongest attacks.

Porseila fished out an orb that turned into a slim sword. It was so thin that it looked like a giant needle. It was a pinnacle-tier sword looted from Piercing Bulls. It had no element but extra sharp-pointedness. It could pierce through any armor with the same tier. It was a gift from her grandfather.

Olivier took out two orbs he had in his pocket. One was brown. When electricity washed it over, it melted and changed into a crossbow. The other was purple. It melted and formed a bolt. Poison was dripping from its tip. He nocked it onto the crossbow, sending a giant fireball that followed the bolt, speeding at the enemy.

Tian Ling shouted, and his muscles swelled to the limit. Water pillars gushed out from his palms and formed three dragons, taller than 20 meters. The dragons roared to the sky before attacking the target.

Mihr Orril looked at the sky and folded his hands as if he was praying. Light swords appeared in the sky. All ten of them, attacking the vampire.

Attack after attack fell onto the gathered black mist, only to be absorbed as they vanished within. Even the ten light swords only caused the cloak of darkness to crack a little.

The most damage was caused by Porseilas sword that had managed to pierce through. When it passed through to the other side, it was washed with blood, hurting the enemy. The vampire screamed in pain as he lost control of his cloak of darkness. His black mist let go of the mask woman. It then retracted back to its master.

You! All! Will! Pay! An eerie voice came from the darkness, making everyone's back go cold.

The cloak of darkness then scattered in every direction. A monster appeared, flapping its fleshy wings to float in the air before their eyes. Its right arm was bleeding. A hole on its shoulder could be seen. It looked down on them with its red eyes looking like the depths of hell.

The winged vampire then grimaced in pain. You will all pay with every blood I take! Your lives are mine! A ball of darkness formed on his hand. It was darker than the night itself, drowning the surrounding light. It rotated with an ever-increasing speed, growing bigger and bigger by the second.

Porseila and others had no power to attack in a short time. In the last attack, they did their best, but it wasnt even enough to injure the beast. All of them panting and drained of their energy with the enemy floating before them. The exhaustion rooted their feet to the ground.

Prince pervert, if you are there, it is a good time to save us! Olivier said, but no answer came.