End of All Realms
Chapter 473

Too Fast Isn't Good

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Bang!

A high-intensity Mana Bullet was fired, aimed at Amelia's beautiful face.

The two beautiful female guards blocked the bullet with their crossed swords, but the impact of the explosion caused the two Hidden Blades to bounce back and head straight for Amelia's head at an extremely fast speed.

If those two swords had landed, there would be nothing above her neck!

Amelia raised her hands and gently pinched the two Hidden Blades that were coming at her, effortlessly defusing the sudden killing intent.

"Grand Elder, I deserve to die!"

It was clear that Amelia was strict with her subordinates; the two noble beauties knelt on one knee, bowing their heads in fear.

Suddenly turning their back to the enemy during battle without any defensive measures clearly indicates a desire to die.

Russell readily accepted the offer of lives, firing rapid-fire penetrating Mana Bullet that rained down blue light specks, striking the two men from behind.

Ding! Ding! Ding—

The remaining man and woman among the five stepped forward, wielding their Hidden Blade to block the Mana Bullet. Compared to the other vampires, Amelia's four guards were incredibly fast and skilled, achieving a great victory.

This is normal. Not to mention vampires with amazing physical abilities, even a human who maintains peak physical condition and lives for hundreds of years would have amazing hand speed!

Amelia waved her hand, and the two beautiful guards stood up, glaring angrily at Russell through gritted teeth.

This made Russell feel very wronged. They were outnumbered five to one, so why couldn't he be allowed to shoot them in the back?

Russell was a petty man and would never indulge someone just because they were pretty. He immediately said, "Grand Elder, that gun was only so-so. It seems that not all the people around you are truly loyal to you!"

These are words that strike at the heart!

The two beautiful female guards nearly went berserk. Amelia sneered and reached out her hand to the only male vampire in the group of five.

The latter bent down, took out the sword box from his back, and handed a medieval two-handed sword to Amelia.

Russell was stunned. Was there something behind that man?

No, I don't think so!

If so, why didn't he notice?

The two-handed sword belongs to the category of Western-style longswords, a Knight Sword that can also be used on horseback, with a large cross guard exuding a strong British feel. The blade is about the width of a palm, with a sharp tip, and both edges gleam with a cold light. The blood groove looks chilling under the moonlight.

Amelia's eyes lit up with interest. She dismissed the guards blocking her way, gripped her Knight Sword with both hands, pointed the tip diagonally at the ground, and swung it forward with a sudden, explosive motion.

The two were ten meters apart. Russell was wondering why Amelia was acting strangely towards thin air when suddenly his vision blurred and a sharp sword aura swept towards his face.

Russell leaned back, did a backflip to avoid the crescent-shaped sword energy, pushed off the ground with both hands, and pulled the triggers while retreating.

Ding! Ding! Ding—

If even his underlings could withstand the hail of bullets, Amelia could easily handle it herself.

With nimble hands, she wielded the sword hilt, making the heavy sword seem weightless as she swept away the rain of bullets. What appeared dangerous was actually under her complete control as she closed in on Russell at a speed even faster.

Russell's aggressive counterattack, a move that served as both offense and defense, caused him to furrow his brow slightly. He abandoned any thought of playing hide-and-seek with Amelia, and steadied himself by lightly touching the ground with his toes. A high-intensity Mana Destruction Bullet was fired, followed by Magic Power infusing the gunshot, extending into a slender blade of light, which he then swung down.

Clang!

Amelia's Knight Sword slashed down heavily, shattering the Mana Bullet. The remaining force of the sword energy continued, clashing evenly with Russell's intersecting sword energy.

Unlike Russell's unconventional approach of pursuing extreme sharpness in his sword aura, Amelia's sword aura is heavy and steady, which seems reasonable considering that she wields a heavy sword.

Sword energy clashed and tore through the air, leaving crisscrossing marks on the concrete ground. The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously chose to attack head-on.

Clang!

Two light blades and a knight's greatsword clashed, sparks flew, and a sharp cracking sound was heard.

Immediately afterwards, the two swayed and quickly retreated.

Russell's arm muscles throbbed slightly, but as his Magic Power circulated, the numbness came and went quickly. Once he was immobilized, his two Desert Eagle, one above the other and one below, extended ten meters out before slashing down fiercely.

On the other side, Amelia staggered back five or six meters before regaining her balance. An incredulity flashed in her eyes, but before she could continue to be surprised, she placed her Knight Sword at her side and blocked the two sweeping blades of light.

Clang!

After shifting several meters to dissipate the force, Amelia gripped her sword with both hands, running against the two light blades, sparks flying all the way. When she got close, she flipped her wrist and thrust the sword tip straight at Russell's chest.

Close-quarters combat!

Russell has used the cards of top swordsmen many times, inheriting skills and experience, and has been rated as Master Swordsman by the system. Amelia's willingness to fight in close combat is exactly what he wants.

Almost instantly, Russell retracted his Desert Eagle into his Space Ring, switched it to Adamantium Blade, and unleashed a hidden sword aura, deflecting the heavy sword that was thrusting straight at his chest.

Then, twisting his ankle and waist, he turned to the side, his left Desert Eagle pointing directly at Amelia's forehead, and pulled the trigger under her astonished gaze.

Bang!

Gun Kata and Master Swordsman!

The two worked together to achieve a surprising victory. Amelia's head tilted back, and her cheek was grazed by the Mana Bullet, leaving a scorch mark.

For an ordinary person, such an injury would be enough to disfigure them, but for a vampire, it's no different from tripping and falling while walking.

Amelia's facial injury healed instantly, and her long, piled-up hair fell down, covering both sides of her face, revealing that her azure eyes were even colder.

Almost immediately, the two moved at the same time. Their speed was incredibly fast, far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. People with poor dynamic vision might not even be able to catch their moving shadows.

In the blink of an eye, the two clashed more than ten times, locked in a stalemate, with neither gaining the upper hand.

Amelia's swordsmanship is compact, a thoroughly Western fencing style that emphasizes dexterous movement of the hilt, with thrusts and slashes being her most proficient attack methods.

There are no fancy sword moves, only the most basic and practical sword techniques on the battlefield, but because of her speed and power, every strike is extremely dangerous.

Russell was frustrated to discover that while he was stronger than Amelia, he was slower, which was not the fighting rhythm he preferred.

But on second thought, it doesn't seem like a bad thing. Being strong in front of beautiful women is enough; being too fast might make you look down on.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding————

In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged attacks and defenses hundreds of times. The high speed of attack and defense, as well as the endurance of the battle, left the four vampire guards on the scene dumbfounded.

In their line of sight, sword energy raged and flew wildly, making it impossible to distinguish the two people; only afterimages illuminated by a series of sparks colliding were visible.

The sharp sword energy spread out, forcing them to retreat far away, and suspicion arose in their hearts at the same time.

Amelia is one of the Grand Elder, so it's only natural that she's powerful. But for the Church to train a 'Vampire Hunter' is a bit excessive. No matter how powerful a human is, their strength shouldn't reach this level.

Could it be that he... isn't human?

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