And Ralf disappeared again.
Dick noticed that on the inner edge of the blood-shaped semicircle, there was a huge heart. The heart was beating violently, making a "bang bang" sound, like the roar of a war drum.
This is obviously the fatal weakness of Ralf in front of him. He might be able to cause huge damage to Ralf just by breaking this heart.
Therefore, Dick quickly approached the heart without hesitation.
But at this moment, a Monster appeared from his side instantly.
This Monster is covered in blood, it is Ralf.
It was extremely fast, making a sharp sound of breaking wind, and the sharp claws on its hands grabbed Dick directly, as if it wanted to disembowel him.
Dick ducked away sensitively, secretly vigilant in his heart:
This move again! Ralf seems to have only this move!
No matter how many years he lives, his fighting style is predictable.
Dick suddenly felt a slippery feeling on the back of his neck, and two tentacles covered with suction cups shot out from the blood wall.
The purple-black skin constantly exudes strong acidic mucus, the tips of the tentacles split into chrysanthemum-shaped mouthparts, and hundreds of inverted teeth rotate to bite the spine.
One of them wrapped around the sword blade and made a tingling sound of metal friction, while the other one wormed its way into the gap in the armor like a poisonous snake.
The tentacles snaked back and forth like lightning, so fast that no one had time to react, and finally Dick passed through the chest.
With a "pop" sound, Dick spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood bloomed in the air.
The tentacle rolled up Dick and placed it next to Ralf.
Ralf walked up to Dick, "Demon hunter, I said, you are no match for me, this is my domain!"
Dick just lowered his head and closed his eyes and did not answer.
When he opened his eyes and laughed, Ralf felt nervous for no reason.
"It's already reached this point, why are you still laughing?"
Dick slowly raised his face, the corners of his mouth went straight to his ears, revealing sharp teeth like wild beasts, and the blood in his eyes was actually thicker than pure blood.
In order to fight Ralf this time, he just wanted to test his ability to control Blood of Madness.
As his physique improved, he couldn't help but wonder, what if the time of Blood of Madness could be extended, or the number of uses of this talent could be exceeded?
He recently had another idea:
The awakening of Blood of Madness relies on murderous intent and rage. If you usually suppress your murderous intent and rage, and then wait until the time limit of Blood of Madness is about to end, and crazily recall the murderous intent and rage when you killed monsters in the past, can you continue Blood of Madness?
Dick roared loudly and broke the restraints on his body while swinging his arms.
Then, he drew out another purple sword from behind, held the sword in both hands, and quickly attacked Ralf.
He swung his swords at a faster speed, and the blades cut through the air, making a "hissing" sound, and slashed the bloody man Ralf back repeatedly.
Then, he raised two swords simultaneously, and with an indomitable momentum, he stabbed hard into the huge heart.
There was a muffled sound of "poof", the heart burst suddenly, blood spattered everywhere, and Ralf disappeared instantly.
But this field has not disappeared yet!
The blood wall above the dome-like field slowly grew a heart again, and Ralf appeared again around Dick.
But this time it's not one Ralf, but two Ralf.
Outside the realm of Higher Vampire.
Russell stood by the wall, staring at the barrier of flesh and blood with his tightly erect eyes.
Because of his excitement, the blood in the whites of his eyes snaked like the veins of a leaf.
At this moment, he could only hear the fierce and dull sound of fighting coming from inside, but he didn't know the specific situation.
This thick layer of blood-colored barrier is as hard as steel. When the silver sword hits it, only sporadic sparks will bounce off, and it cannot shake it at all.
Russell finally couldn't hold it back any longer and suddenly turned his head to look at the white-haired man next to him:
"Geralt, Dick, will anything happen?
I'm thinking now, if we had gone together just now, how could there have been so many things."
Geralt's eyes twitched slightly, but his overall expression remained as calm as marble. He replied in a hoarse smoky voice:
"Russell, you have seen Dick injured, but have you ever seen him truly fail?"
Just this sentence made Russell calm down a little.
He took several deep breaths to suppress the excitement in his heart.
In the blink of an eye, 5 minutes passed, which far exceeded the time limit of the Dick talent "Blood of Madness".
Everyone only heard the fighting inside getting more intense, and the sounds of banging and banging came one after another:
The sound waves made the leaves fall, the pool of fresh blood on the ground rippled, and the scorched air made the throats of everyone watching tighten.
At a certain moment, there was a loud bang, and the area directly above the domain exploded.
The blood-colored crystal wall cracked and splashed like red agate, and the burning Flames carried a scorched smell and flew straight into the night sky, reflecting the trampled flower clusters in the courtyard like Hell red lotus.
When the blood barrier collapsed, it trembled like the low whistle of a pipe organ, and countless scarlet fragments fell like dying fireflies, turning into tiny vampire bats and scurrying away the moment they touched the ground.
As Flames took off, there was a red-haired demon hunter and a blood-red figure.
Dick jumped up high, more than several feet tall.
High in the sky, almost at the same position as him, was Ralf, who had transformed into an adult form and was in a state of panic.
Dick The white blade in his hand was wrapped in strong wind, whizzing out like a bright moon.
At this time, Ralf had no time to react, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, his head flew high into the sky, rolled seven or eight times in the air, and then rolled to the feet of Geralt.
Ralf's wide eyes blinked twice more, and with a "bang", his lower body fell to the ground not far away.
The corpse propped up his body with both hands and walked straight towards Geralt. Then he picked up his head with one hand and pressed it on his neck, which was still bleeding, but the blood flow had gradually stopped.
Russell laughed and said, "Vampire, you can't beat my junior brother, you have already lost."
Ralf rubbed the junction of his neck with both hands, and in the blink of an eye, threads of blood like silver worms snaked up and down and tangled together.
He violently turned his neck left and right with both hands, and with a crackling sound, his head and body were completely integrated.
Ralf took a long breath, looked up to the sky and sighed, "Ah, it feels so good to have a brain."
He glanced at the several demon hunters casually, "I lost and I am willing to accept your treatment, but you cannot kill Syanna."
At this time, Duke Anna returned to the courtyard surrounded by everyone.
Her nails dug deeply into her palms, and her calves twitched uncontrollably under her palace dress, but her straight nose and tight lip line still maintained the last dignity of the royal family:
"No matter who you are, but...Syanna is my sister, I will not kill her."
Ralf looked surprised. He always felt that something was wrong. He was about to ask something when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.
He turned around and saw the Red Hair demon hunter, covered in blood, staggering, holding up the long sword covered with sparkling white Sword Qi, and struck with the sword.
Ralf has consumed a lot of magic, mana and physical strength before releasing the field.
Moreover, he never expected that he would still lose in the field set by himself as Higher Vampire.
You know, among Higher Vampire, he is the top three strong person in the Panda Continent, only inferior to the vampire elder who is already [Demigod level].
But the demon hunter in front of him was able to defeat him after spending some time.
What makes Ralf even more painful is that in the field, the demon hunter cast a large amount of Fire Signs, which evaporated his blood.
Blood is the source of vampires. Even if a vampire's body is broken, broken, or even turned into powder, it can be resurrected with just a drop of blood.
Although the resurrection time may be extremely long, perhaps hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, they are a long-lived race that is almost fearless of time.
At this moment, a difficult problem lies before Ralf:
He lost too much blood and was no longer able to resist the long sword thrust by the demon hunter in front of him.
Ralf's pupils suddenly shrank into a round dot, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind:
Bacchus Empire How could there be such a powerful transcendent?
If he were killed by the demon hunter in front of him this time, it would probably take hundreds of years to fully regain his strength.