There was a muffled sound of "bump".

The huge vampire bat suddenly exploded, turning into a thick, thick blood-colored mist. It only takes a moment of hesitation, a moment of hesitation, and then a blow of clear light can cut off one of its bat wings. Can you still fly after losing a bat wing...... This is a good question to look into as an academic question. But the vampire himself certainly doesn't want to be verified.

The question of what part of the bat's wings correspond to the human form in the bat form is also quite complex, and can even be studied and verified in depth as a research topic for wizards. But Lady Moghley wasn't a wizard or a scholar, and she didn't have the heart to verify or study it, even if she guessed it was more likely to be a hand, or a foot!

The blow missed, and Lady Mogre reversed her figure, swinging her sword into the mist in the air.

The Strike of Clarity bloomed with an even more dazzling and bright brilliance under the impetus of the Divine Power of Destroying the Evil Slash, like a glorious sword composed of light.

The blood-colored mist touched the light, as if water had been poured into hot oil, and it immediately surged and boiled. The surroundings were soon covered with a faint layer of blood, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air, as well as a slight strange fragrance.

- The vampire's blood mist is poisonous.

Pastor Ed clearly remembered Viscount Norne's instructions. So there was no need to be commanded or reminded, he immediately began to cast spells. With a soft chant, a pure white glow bloomed from his hand, and he reached out towards the mist.

The pure white brilliance turned into a pillar of light and sank into the mist, and the tumbling mist immediately thinned and began to dissipate.

Before the fog could completely dissipate, more than a dozen flying creatures suddenly emerged from the mist. They are fast, and their flight paths are chaotic, scattering like flies.

Ms. Moghley was keenly aware of the flight paths of several of them. Zhanguang's blow immediately rolled and turned, killing five or six in an instant.

The slain flying creature is slightly smaller than the palm of its hand, and appears to be some kind of bat in appearance. This is obviously a trick of a big bat to become a small bat, a means for vampires to escape for their lives.

- For each small bat killed, the vampire's strength is weakened by one point. But as long as a small bat doesn't die, then the vampire won't die. After a while, it will come alive again. "For a while" depends on the speed at which it eats and the quality of its blood.

Paladin Marlowe remembers that Viscount Norn was quite helpless when he talked about this trait, and at the same time warned against thinking that vampires resemble humans in appearance and treat them as humans, otherwise they will suffer! As for what the pain is...... Viscount Norn didn't say anything, but said that the person who had been taught had not become a blood slave in captivity by vampires, but had become a corpse.

It is undoubtedly difficult to catch all the little bats flying around. But it's still possible to try! Even if it's just to weaken the vampires, it's just as worth it!

Marlowe took a heavy step under his feet, and there was suddenly a big footprint on the ground. With the impact of his steps, he flew like a cannonball into the blood-colored mist. At the same time, a blue-blue glow gradually covered the cross sword in his hand.

The brilliance dissipated but did not condense, and the blade of the cross sword continued to extend. In the blink of an eye, a standard paladin's cross turned into a giant sword, a giant sword like a door panel.

The greatsword carried an endless blast of wind, stirring up one vortex after another visible in the air. The door panel giant sword smashed heavily into the blood-colored mist without reservation, completely dispersing the mist in an instant.

Marlowe felt the weapon in his hand respond with a rather solid blunt blow, followed by a repeat of concussions.

Dark red blood poured down, staining the ground with a strange hue, mixed with many small, shapeless pieces of flesh.

With a single blow, a swarm of small bats turned into pulp, a shape that could not be described. But more little bats escaped. They may seem to be running away from each other, but in fact they have a very clear direction.

A large number of small bats pounced on a panicked figure, dressed in lead-gray leather armor, which completely covered the figure in a matter of moments. A terrible scream rang out, but it stopped abruptly after a few moments. The soldier who was knocked down by the little bat began to shrink in less than a breath, and in a moment he turned into a shriveled corpse!

Whether it was Lady Mogre or Paladin Marlowe, or Pastor Eddard and Fang Qiuling, the scene in front of them all made them deeply shocked - no matter how detailed and vivid the text description was, it could not compare to the impact of what they saw with their own eyes.

The next moment, the blood-colored mist erupted again, and the vampire with blood on the corner of his mouth quietly appeared from the mist, and cast his eyes on everyone with a fierce look.

"Who are you? Dare to attack the Viscount of the Bloodline! ”

The vampire's deep voice was unabashedly angry.

In the game Elune World, players have always believed that vampires are funny characters. Whether it is words or behavior, vampires obviously have a kind of "cheapness" that cannot be described in words, just like a patient with the "middle two diseases" for 10,000 years.

In the self-perception of vampires, they always believe that they are the most perfect creatures of the Creator, so they have always regarded themselves as "dark nobles". Whether it is the High Elves who are the people of silver, or the dragons with golden bloodlines, or the more powerful Titans, they are all "lowly races" in front of them, and they are neither noble nor noble. As a result, vampires are extremely arrogant most of the time, and any act of waving a weapon at them, in the vampire's own understanding, is an unforgivable offense and a great disrespect!

Distri expressed his anger in an ancient language. However, the ancient language is no longer the current mainstream language in the continent of Araka, so the paladins and priests did not understand its words at all, and ignored what it said, and even thought it was chanting spells. Without hesitation, the clergy attacked again.

Pastor Ed raised his hands in the air, as if in praise of God. With his high-pitched chanting, fist-sized bullets of holy light rained down like drops.

Lady Mogre instantly lost her tracks in place, turning into a slender tee of cyan blue sword qi that struck at the vampire from left to right. After the slender sword qi, another cyan blue sword qi also shone brightly. The two sword qi are one on the left and one on the right, like staggered scissors.

[Ancient saying] "You guys! You all deserve to die! ”

If anger can be hierarchical, then vampires' rage rating is undoubtedly even higher. It quickly recoiled in a slightly panicked manner, emitting a large amount of red mist as it retreated.

The holy light bullets that rained down crashed into the mist and exploded, turning into circles of white-gold halos; The staggered sword qi pierced into the mist, and then caused a series of ripples, twisting the mist to boil. The figures of the two paladins suddenly appeared outside the mist, and then leaped backwards in a big stride. After only a brief encounter with the mist, the armor on their bodies showed obvious rust.

The red mist may seem thin but has excellent toughness and spreads very quickly. After a while, it was like a thick wall, not only blocking the incoming spells, but also intercepting the pursuing figures.

If nothing else, it should be one of the blood magic unique to vampires, and it is also a spell that combines offense and defense.

[Ancient saying] "Inferior humans! Let you know how powerful the Viscount of the Blood Clan is! What are you doing ......?"

After the fog was released, Distree was visibly relieved. Seeing that it had stopped the pursuit of the two paladins, it immediately couldn't help but start taunting loudly.

But...... So far, this guy is still the one who has fallen behind. At the moment, he is only slightly reinforcing his position, and he can't even win back a game. I don't know what this guy is mocking, is it a disguised expression of his incompetence? So it was immediately slapped in the face

There seemed to be several round objects flying into the red mist. The mist corrodes these objects, quickly destroying them. With a crisp cracking sound, the round objects shattered, and a large white splash of water—holy water—spilled from them.

The red mist immediately began to surge, a hundred times more common than when the Holy Light Bullet struck. The fog, which was like a wall of fog firmly blocking the way, instantly looked like steaming, as if hot molten iron had fallen into the cold snow, and it was also like a gap in the city wall that a siege engine had smashed.

Don't look at it, at this time, there will be no one else except Fang Qiuling who uses the clay pot filled with holy water as a secret weapon. This kind of "despicable", "no discipline", and "no martial arts" prop flow methods can be used by no one on the scene except Fang Qiuling! And...... The essence of the prop stream is to overwhelm the opponent with a large number of items with targeted restraint. So of course Fang Qiuling couldn't just throw a round, he directly touched a dozen No. 7 holy water out of the storage bag, and then used them as grenades!

- These stocks are about to expire, so instead of putting them in a storage bag to get moldy, you should just use them!

Fang Qiuling fully carried forward the virtue of thrift and thrift, and said that waste is shameful! In response to his virtue, the vampire's screams almost pierced the sky.

Distri's taunts immediately stopped abruptly, followed by a series of exclamations.

The red mist and the holy water neutralized each other, and the wall of fog immediately became full of holes. The battered wall of fog obviously did not provide effective protection, and the first to pass through the wall of fog was a holy light bullet with a long trail, followed by the paladin's Evil Slash.

The vampire dodged left and right, barely resisted a few times, and in a panic, he once again turned into small bats and fled, only this time more small bats were killed. When it gathered its body in the distance again, the whole "ghost" looked like a severely malnourished patient who had stayed up too late.

Distley gasped, horror replacing resentment in his eyes. It spreads its mouth, trying to verbalize its anger. But before the curse could come out of its mouth, it heard a cold voice from the other side.

[Ancient saying] "Your death star! ”