"Hahaha, very good speed."

A cold evening breeze blew by, and the silver sand cloak on Arucardo also floated gently, and in the thick ink night it was like a battle flag that was rushing with wind.[..com]

Suddenly, a light red line slowly appeared on the right side of the pale cheek, and a trace of scarlet blood slowly oozed out of the wound with the evening breeze and was quickly brought into the air by the breeze.

However, there was not only one blood on Arucardo's body. At some point, his fingertips with white gloves also had a little more bright red...

"Ah, senior, too, I almost broke up my head."

Looking at the faint blood on the short blade and feeling the slight pain on the left cheek, the smile on Manfred's face became brighter and brighter. In these few seconds of conversation, the wounds on the two of them had recovered, but Arucardo's was more detailed, and even the blood was sucked back into his body. Manfred left a trace of blood on his face, showing the confrontation that moment.

"The Soul Drinker is a powerful magic weapon. Is it only this little ability?"

"Senior, just try..."

Swish!

Almost like the cut movie scene, Manfred appeared from his original position to the right of Arucardo.

Puff!

This time it was not as simple as a small wound. In an instant, Alucardo's right shoulder was gushing with a deep wound, and Manfred's right arm was pulled out of a long scar. The one that caused the scar was the lightning-like white short gun in Alucardo's hand.

"Senior? How powerful is the Soul Drinker?"

"Haha, it's really hard to judge just one knife..."

"Yeah……"

When the wound on his arm completely recovered, Manfred's figure shook again, but Arucardo only slightly raised the black and white short guns in his hand, without moving a single step.

call!

Puff!

This time Manfred's offensive was not as short as before. After each flash, a light red light and a pair of bloody eyes dragging long phantoms would pass through the void.

Puff!!

With every flash of red light, a large bright blood flower bloomed on Arucardo's body, legs, feet, torso, and cheeks. Almost every second, a shallow or deep scar will appear on his body...

"ha!"

But for some reason, the more scars on his body, the brighter the smile on Arucardo's face became, and the more ferocious it became. Combined with his pale face, he was like an evil ghost crawling out of the ears and noses. At the same time, the short gun in his hand was like a dragonfly, and it stinged at the passing phantom in the void from time to time. Although it could also bring a trace of blood, it could not stop the other party's actions.

"A crazy dance of flesh and blood, tear it apart..."

Suddenly, with a low chant, dozens of red dots that appeared faintly floated into Arucardo's body like fireflies in the dark.

"……it's over."

call!

In the blink of an eye, a red light slid from behind Arucardo in a graceful arc to him, and Arucardo also stopped all movements suddenly...

Soon, when the people nearby looked closely, they found that the red light turned out to be the short blade in Manfred's hand. At this time, he was like a leopard rushing to eat, with his torso almost parallel to the ground, his body tightly tense, his right hand holding the short blade stretched forward, his eyes full of bloodthirsty light...

Puff!

Before everyone holding their breath, they exhaled the depression in their chests, and the expression on Arucardo's face suddenly stopped...

Puchi! Puchi!

In an instant, Arucardo made continuous "explosions" like a string of firecrackers, but what was produced was not smoke and fire, but beautiful blood flowers, terrifying pieces of flesh and bones!

In just half a second, there was almost no perfect place on Arucardo's body, his arms were almost broken and hung weakly, and some places even showed internal organs and bones, but even so, Arucardo still stood steadily...

"Hahaha! I can't recover, my blood flows continuously... It turns out that the artifact from hell is very good..."

Arukado, who shrugged his body weakly and lowered his head, let out a series of low but joyful laughter, and even his shoulders began to shake violently.

Hearing this laughter, even Manfred's heart suddenly tightened, as if a real devil was beginning to crawl out of hell...

"Tell me! Young vampire, tell me your name!"

Arucardo, who suddenly raised his head, had a somewhat broken face, only a smile that only appeared in the nightmare that humans feared the most. The teeth in his mouth, which were originally similar to those in humans, had now turned into sharp and terrifying sharp teeth...

He seemed to be no longer the originally elegant vampire, but more like a blood-sucking monster who was unable to suck blood for a long time.

"Mann, Manfred...Manfred von Richthofen."

Seeing him like this, Manfred could not remain calm, and even his brain, which had been slightly "preheated" by the Soul Drinker, suddenly became cold.

"Manfred von Richthofen..."

Suddenly, Arucardo's voice returned to its original calmness, but there was a hint of uneasy restlessness in the calmness. As he slowly stood up, the wounds that had been unable to recover before actually recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the blood on the ground began to rewind back into Arucardo's body without leaking...

“…I admit that you, who has the Soul Drinker, are qualified as an opponent.”

Arucardo, who had recovered from the past, smiled slightly with white teeth, then pulled the already very ragged silver sand cloak on his body, revealing the blood-red windbreaker and black evening dress inside.

"No, it's impossible! How could the person who was hacked by the Soul Drinker have such resilience!"

"There is nothing impossible. There is actually not only one soul drinker. Many weapons created by hell can be called soul drinker. Some of them can even have the ability to trap souls, but the one in your hand... is just the most ordinary. It should only have basic abilities such as [strength] and [life absorption]."

"No, no...my artifact is not just that ordinary...it must be because my strength is not enough...it must be..."

Hearing Arucardo's words, Manfred immediately took a few steps back in disbelief, and shook his head hard, as if he could not accept such a reality.

"Okay! Stop being slow. If you don't attack, then I can only attack!"

Seeing that the opponent had no intention of attacking, Arucardo suddenly inserted two short guns to the ground, then raised his right arm and pressed the back of his right hand with his left hand.

"A pure and pure country of death, please accept my wandering soul..."

In an instant, Arucardo's eyes burst into terrifying blood.

Gugugu~~~~

After a deep chanting, Arucardo's body seemed to begin to merge into the thick night, and quickly blurred, but in the dark fog, the blood pulsation was spreading rapidly, making Arucardo's body seem to be expanding.

"Young Skywalker, let me teach you! The battle of real vampires!"

"Ahhh...what is this..."

At this time, Arucardo had completely disappeared, replaced by a large ball of semi-coagulated human-shaped black mist on the ground, which was like mud but covered with blood.

Seeing this thing, Manfred's heart began to tremble violently, almost reaching the point where he was about to jump out of his chest. His already pale face was even more pale, and even cold sweats appeared like something that was not a vampire...

Hiss ~~~

Suddenly, a roar that was pricking the soul came from the black fog. Soon, the black fog, which was originally only a two-meter range, began to expand rapidly and surged, as if something was trying to struggle to climb out...

Gugugu~~~~

First, eight long spider arthropods extended from behind the human-shaped black fog, and then started with the centers of the eight arthropods. The back of the human-shaped black fog quickly bulged a lot of tumor-like substances like blowing a balloon, and a head with three faces appeared faintly at the top.

Hissing~~~~~

The strange arms, nearly three meters long, are similar to the body of a woman, and three faces with different expressions. Finally, such a nightmare thing appeared in the black fog. Although I couldn't see the actual appearance of this object, Manfred, a vampire, felt that it seemed very similar to the Namta Mushroom Spider Mother worshipped by vampires...

"After all! This is..."

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Suddenly, just when Manfred was completely stunned by the terrifying scene in front of him, the huge spider goddess's phantom suddenly opened countless pairs of dark blue demon eyes on the blurred dark body. The demon's eyes were full of madness, violence, killing, and suffocating horror. As long as you take a look, you will fall into an endless nightmare.

Hehehe!

Suddenly, with a shrill and strange laughter, the phantom of the Spider Goddess floated out of the human-shaped black fog with such a terrifying aura, and headed straight for Manfred like lightning. However, at this time, the Spider Goddess was not separated from the human-shaped black fog.

Hehehehehehehehehe!!!

With the assault of the Spider Goddess phantom, countless blue demon eyes suddenly appeared in the large shadow on the ground, and quickly rushed towards the direction where Manfred was like a tide.

"ah!!!!"

In an instant, a scream of fear was so terrifying that it was like a girl frightened by a ghost resounded throughout the sky. Manfred was like a child, no longer regaining his previous momentum, but turned around and ran backwards.

Huhuhuhu~hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

As Manfred fled, countless different tones and voices began to echo in the night sky, and the terrifying laughter was heard, and the constant screaming shadow of the Spider Goddess suddenly increased its speed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Click!

When Manfred wailed and ran backwards, even forgot that he could fly, one of the Spider-Goddess's arm suddenly stretched out towards him, then opened his palm, and another arm wrapped in red sleeves stretched out from it, and the arm was holding a white short gun...

Whoosh!

"ah!!!"

With Arucardo's inexplicable arm swing, the white short spear immediately turned into a stream of light, penetrated the left shoulder of Manfred who was running desperately.

Puff!

In the blink of an eye, the white short spear broke his left arm from his shoulder, and after the other party suffered such a severe injury, he immediately let out a shocking scream...

"Stay away from me!"

Whoosh!

After a roar full of fear and chaoticness, Manfred, who was almost collapsed, frantically swung the soul drinker in his hand back, but unfortunately, the artifact from hell just penetrated the black fog into a hole and disappeared into the void.
To be continued...