Chapter 490: Barrier of Despair
Under Nohir's vigorous swing, the super giant blade of the Slaughter Battle Ax scratched a whole string of straight sparks on the wall next to him! Then within the next 0.1 seconds, he rushed in front of 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!
And with Nohir's exaggerated expressiveness, even if you look at the entire world of Toril, there are only a few people who 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 Nohill's battle ax broke out of the stone 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, Kazador successfully dodged Nohir's fatal blow, but the price he paid was only a dozen bats blocking the attack path. The one who had time to dodge was the body of a bat.
Although these dead bats will no longer be integrated into his body, Kazador will also be weak for a period of time after he recovers his body, and must drink a lot of blood to make up for it, but compared to directly cutting off Nohir The price of the head is just this, it can be said that this is a minor injury and it cannot be more minor.
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!
During these 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, the 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 a mist and a bat to escape from the castle without looking back and hide in the dense forests, wilderness or crevices of Dusthawk Mountain. On the contrary, Kazador 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 immediately seized this golden 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 his body to drain every drop of his body. Blood!
Kazador 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 this period 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!
Could it be that these bats, which were transformed from his body, could not bite open the skin and blood vessels of this monster!
... This is what Kazador thought, but reality did not follow his idea.
When his body turned into a group of bats, surrounded Noshir, and bit his exposed strong arms, wings, and upper body wearing only cloth with fangs, Kazador, who had split into collective consciousness, had only one thought in his head at that time.
Tough!
Too tough!
That kind of tough and solid feeling should not appear on mortals at all! What kind of feeling is that? ! The hardness is comparable to the scales of the ancient dragon, but it can be extended and retracted freely! It seems like ordinary skin, but the solid taste tells Kazador that it is not skin at all!
Just when Kazador's mind was full of 100,000 question marks, as if he could not understand everything that was happening in front of him, Noshir did not indulge him at all and directly started the next step!