Chapter 14 Bad Situation

'T-They are not affected by [Charm]!?' Azriel's eyes widened in surprise.

However, he wasn't given much time to think the hows, and the whys, because those 6 men had already taken out their swords and had rushed towards him.

Although everything was going smoothly for Azriel in the last few days, he was still cautioned and did not forget to bring the sword he got from the night guard with him.

*Clank*

He then took out his sword but just as his sword clashed with the human's,

It broke.

"AAghhh!" Azriel grunted in pain as the human's sword cut his chest and his blood fell to the ground.

He jumped back to create some distance however, unlike what he expected, the humans did not follow him.

A frown appeared on Azriel's face when he noticed the disdainful smile on their face.

"Hahaha! This bastard really tried to take on my 2-Star sword with his normal steel sword! Hahaha!"

"Pffttt! What an ignorant fool!"

"Hahaha!"

The humans started laughing together, it was as if they weren't bothered about this fight at all.

'They are looking down on me…' Azriel's eyes turned cold.

With his blood now purified, he was affected by another Vampire trait,

Excessive Pride…

He will not let anyone trample on his pride.

However, this time, he will not repeat the same mistake. His blood-red eyes shined as he glanced at the 6 humans standing in front of him.

[Name: Wilton Hunter ]

[Age: 25 ]

[Mana Cultivation: Beginner.]

[Body Cultivation: Mortal. ]

[Race: Human ]

[LVL: 12]

[HP: 150/150]

[MP: 240/240]

[STR: 12]

[AGL: 24]

[VIT: 15]

[STM: 24]

[INT: 24]

[DEF: 12]

…

[Name: Kendal Lindon ]

[Age: 22 ]

[Mana Cultivation: Beginner.]

[Body Cultivation: Mortal. ]

[Race: Human ]

[LVL: 12]

[HP: 150/150]

[MP: 240/240]

[STR: 17]

[AGL: 22]

[VIT: 15]

[STM: 20]

[INT: 24]

[DEF: 15]

…

[Name: Aiken Wayle ]

[Age: 25 ]

[Mana Cultivation: Beginner.]

[Body Cultivation: Mortal. ]

[Race: Human ]

[LVL: 12]

[HP: 150/150]

[MP: 240/240]

[STR: 17]

[AGL: 21]

[VIT: 15]

[STM: 20]

[INT: 23]

[DEF: 15]

…

[Name: Duart Hale ]

[Age: 28 ]

[Mana Cultivation: Beginner.]

[Body Cultivation: Mortal. ]

[Race: Human ]

[LVL: 12]

[HP: 150/150]

[MP: 240/240]

[STR: 22]

[AGL: 16]

[VIT: 15]

[STM: 14]

[INT: 24]

[DEF: 18]

…

[Name: Blake Hale ]

[Age: 27 ]

[Mana Cultivation: Beginner.]

[Body Cultivation: Mortal. ]

[Race: Human ]

[LVL: 13]

[HP: 160/160]

[MP: 260/260]

[STR: 18]

[AGL: 22]

[VIT: 16]

[STM: 22]

[INT: 26]

[DEF: 17]

…

'All of them are cultivators…' Azriel's expression turned solemn.

However, he then noticed that the humans, who were laughing a while ago, started at him with their eyes widened in surprise and… fear?

"Monster…"

"What vampire has a healing ability like that…?"

Azriel frowned even more, then he matched their gaze and glanced below.

"!!!" Azriel's eyes widened in surprise.

His wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Although the humans could see it, with blood surrounding it, it wasn't that clear, however, Azriel was different, he could see that the deadly wound was now just a thin cut which was about to heal as well!

If he cleaned the blood covering it, no wound will be visible!

"Amazing!" Azriel muttered in shock, however, he wasn't given much time to admire the Vampire's traits.

"He's a monster! We don't know what other surprises he hides, attack him!"

Blake, the leader of the group commanded and everyone rushed towards Azriel.

'I can't defeat them like this… Increasing my intelligence won't help… I need more speed!' With that thought, Azriel quickly added the 6 black points he had to his agility and felt a mysterious energy entering his body.

He did not wait for the humans to reach closer to him, he directly rushed toward them as he held his broken sword like a dagger.

Azriel appeared in front of the weakest man in the group, he wanted to stab his 'dagger' into the man's heart, however, the man reacted quickly and shifted his body, the dagger grazed his shoulder, and the man then unleashed his sword towards Azriel, who dodged, however.

"AGGhhhhh!"

The man's comrade had caught up to them, and he unleashed his sword attack from behind, slashing Azriel's back as he screamed in pain.

Azriel then bit his lips, he could see other humans coming to him as well, his eyes gleamed before he jumped out of the encirclement and created some distance.

He then noticed that the cut on his back started to heal as well.

However, unlike the last time, the humans did not give him even a second's rest and rushed toward him.

"That bastard is injured, but he will heal soon! Don't give him any time to recover!" Blake ordered!

p "Heh! Ganging up on one person even though you have better weapons! Hmph! As expected of you humans! You are nothing more than shameless weaklings!" Azriel mocked with a disdainful smile.

"Haah! You are about to die in the hands of us 'shameless weaklings'! Your whole race is nothing but slaves to us humans who are 'nothing more than Shameless weaklings', and soon, you will be one as well!" Blake mocked back without stopping his advance.

Azriel's gaze turned cold as he glanced at the incoming humans with a solemn look.

His method of provoking them did not work…

He has to think of something else,

And he has to do it fast!

...

Author's Note: We need 100 more PS for 2nd and then 10 more for the 1st position.

We can do it!

YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!