In the room, Syanna was becoming more and more anxious. She wanted to find a place to escape.
As for Ralf, a useful tool, we can only hope that he has the strength to escape.
However, a figure blocked her way.
Russell said coldly, "Sorry, madam, this road is blocked."
Syanna turned around to run away, but found another demon hunter appearing in front of him with a cold face.
Geralt said nothing, holding a long sword and staring at her.
She turned around again, and saw a beautiful woman with long hair as twisted as a poisonous snake, with a smile on her lips, but the cyan whirlwind wrapped around her fingertips proved her identity - a sorceress.
"Gods bless you!"
Syanna stopped helplessly and sat down on a chair aside, "Forget it, I'll leave it to you."
After a while, a group of guards surrounded Duke Anna and heard the sound and came over.
Coming side by side with Anna was a blonde, blue-eyed, handsome woman who looked like she was also a noble.
Anna squeezed out trembling syllables from his throat:
"Sister..."
She stretched out a hand to step forward, and her expectant eyes met the cold and hateful ones.
This attitude suddenly brought the Baroness back to her senses.
Anna hurriedly told the captain of the guard next to him:
"Mien, take my sister down first, don't hurt her, do you understand?"
She has seen that the situation in the hospital is urgent and does not want to put her sister in danger.
As for those so-called conspiracies and tricks, what do they mean in the face of family ties?
She believed that the misunderstanding between the two would soon be resolved.
But little did he know that the source of this danger was his own sister in front of him.
Mien naturally obeyed the order, and the guards gathered around and took Syanna away.
As soon as everyone stepped out of the room, Ralf caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye. He eagerly turned around and moved like a ghost, trying to rescue Syanna.
Several guards stood in front of him with swords, but after a few flashes of blood, they all fell down clutching their chests.
Fortunately, even though Ralf was in danger, he followed the rules and did not kill him. The guards only suffered minor injuries.
However, someone stopped him from saving his lover.
The two vigorous Mind Shockwave merge together to form a cone shape, driving the air to pass quickly.
Even Higher Vampire and Ralf had to take several steps back in an S-shape to avoid this powerful threat.
Ralf stared fiercely at Geralt and Russell in front of him:
"Witchers, do you want to stop me?"
The two of them said nothing, holding the sword tightly in their hands.
At this time, Dick also came from behind, and the three of them surrounded Ralf from different angles.
Ralf looked at the blond female aristocrat next to the Duke again, with an inquiring look...
The two seemed to know each other.
But the female noble just shook her head slightly and exited the courtyard together with everyone.
Dick naturally noticed this scene keenly, and the smell of this female noble was very similar to the Higher Vampire in front of her.
At this time, the atmosphere in the courtyard became increasingly depressing, with only three demon hunters and one Higher Vampire left.
Dick looked at Ralf, who had partially transformed into a beast form and was about to take action, and said:
"How about we challenge each other?
"As long as you beat me, I will let you and Syanna go."
"Witcher, are you telling the truth?"
Russell hurriedly said, "Dick, although you are powerful, the Higher Vampire in front of you is also the top being among extraordinary beings. If we come together, we can chop him into pieces in just a few minutes."
Dick laughed heartily, "I just want to test my strength. Geralt, Russell, give me a chance."
As he spoke, he quietly turned his face sideways and blinked at Russell with one eye.
Russell instantly understood what his junior brother was thinking:
If this kid can win, then everything will be fine;
But if you can't beat him, you will definitely have to help yourself when the time comes.
Although this possibility is slim.
But Russell nodded helplessly and retreated to the wall of the courtyard with Geralt.
Ralf nodded in approval, "Demon hunter, you are indeed a warrior. In return, I will fight you with all my strength today."
As soon as he finished speaking, he roared loudly, the roar making people's eardrums hurt, like the roar of an ancient giant beast.
Then his body began to change form instantly, and a strange fishy smell filled the air, like a mixture of rotten flesh and blood.
In the blink of an eye, the Ralf in front of him no longer looked human at all, but turned into a huge Monster.
His spine suddenly erupted with the sound of intensive bone cracking, and his skin swelled violently like boiling asphalt.
Countless purple-black sarcomas emerged from under the skin, with pus and blood flowing on the surface, glowing with strange fluorescence in the sunlight.
The shoulder blades pierced the flesh and extended outwards, and the four bat wings "clattered" like tar-soaked canvases. Each wing membrane was covered with spiderweb-like scarlet blood vessels, and black mucus continued to ooze out with the agitation.
Ralf flapped its wings vigorously, making a "whooshing" sound, and the huge airflow swept up the fallen leaves and dust in the courtyard and rose into the sky.
Of course, he did not run away. Before anyone could react, he swooped towards Dick with his sharp claws like a meteor, bringing with him a howling wind.
Dick reacted extremely quickly, dodging sideways and easily dodging Ralf's attack.
Almost at the same moment, he quickly danced the seal with one hand, and then hit Fire Signs.
Flames turned into a fire phoenix and rushed towards Ralf. The stone slabs it passed burst out and were scorched black, and the rubble stirred up by the heat wave melted into red molten iron in mid-air.
Ralf, as Higher Vampire, is also extremely agile and once again easily dodges Dick's attack.
In the retinas of everyone watching the battle, the two figures looked like ghosts, and only two blurs could be seen.
Dick relied on his keen senses to move slightly to the left.
The next moment, Ralf's figure suddenly appeared, carrying a strong wind, and his sharp claws grabbed directly at the position where Dick was standing just now, but unfortunately another blow missed.
Dick took advantage of the situation and counterattacked. The sharp sword in his hand was like a silver lightning, leaving a blood mark on Ralf's arm. The blood spattered out, drawing a sticky and crawling arc in the air.
After several rounds of this, Ralf was dripping with blood and his body was covered with scars. On the other hand, Dick in front of him was unscathed.
Ralf turned back into human form when his body made a moving sound. He actually laughed, with a bit of appreciation in his laughter:
"Witcher, you are very good, but your life may be in danger next."
"I just want to see what Higher Vampire is capable of."
"I'm not belittling human beings, but you are too fragile. Next... is my domain." Ralf's voice gradually became louder.
The ground suddenly oozed thick blood, and countless pale arms stretched out from the pool of blood to tear Dick's boots.
Thousands of wriggling umbilical cords hang down from the void, the ends of which are connected to the baby's head-shaped sarcoma, emitting one after another high-pitched laughter.
Fine bone fragments floated in the air, reflecting a strange red light in the blood mist.
Everything turned blood red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.
A large mass of substance-like blood formed into a semicircle like a raging tide, almost surrounding the entire courtyard.