Witcher's Atelier

On the observation deck of the ruins of Deshamu.

The blood moon was in the sky, and Sianna disappeared without a trace.

The fatal attack was ineffective, and Dettlaff waved his arms angrily, "Ah, it seems that I have been deceived again!"

"She will pay the price, she will pay the price for this!" Cursing, his claws swept across the low wall, cutting deep scratches.

Then the high-level vampire glared at Victor fiercely, his eyes almost spewing flames, and it was clear without thinking that it must be the young man's doing.

"You shouldn't interfere in this matter! Witcher!" He gritted his teeth.

Throwing away the empty potion bottle, Victor twisted his neck left and right. His appearance now looked quite strange, with strange war marks all over his face. "Dettlaff... We finally meet... I was entrusted by Leo to help you find the truth. What do you want now?"

Hearing Leo's name, Dettlaff's expression fluctuated, and his left hand suppressed his restless right hand, "I don't want anything, Victor, I just want to say goodbye to my love, but you played a trick on me, just like that Sianna did!"

"No, I didn't play a trick on you. As you requested in your letter, she came here to talk to you, and you got the explanation you wanted.

I never promised to let you kill her...

Enough people have died tonight, you should fulfill your promise and withdraw the attack on Beauclair."

Dettlaff took a deep breath, "I refuse! Toussaint will never have peace, the vampires will leave before sunrise and come again tomorrow night until the city is completely destroyed, or you hand over Sianna."

"Then I'm sorry, what you did is too much! I can't let you leave." The witcher replied calmly.

Pupils shrank slightly, the vampire looked at the dead coldly, "Although it is not in the plan, and it is not what I want, but if you want to stop me, I will kill you! I suggest you think it over carefully."

Faced with Dettlaff's ultimatum, Victor did not answer, but drew out the silver sword Tanshuang and took a bull stance: the blade was parallel to the ground, the strong sword was kept in front of the forehead, and the hilt was behind the head to prevent the vision from being affected.

The witcher moved in one go, without any hesitation or room for misunderstanding.

Growling and roaring, with sharp teeth protruding forward, the high-level vampire approached, and the pale cheeks shrank and reflected the beast, and the ten fingers of the drooping hands extended with claws.

Familiar high-level vampire. Fighting form.

Just like Regis, Dettlaff's transformation was strong but beautiful, showing overwhelming toughness.

Victor also felt his heart beating faster again, and his strong desire to survive came from his instinct, pumping blood and adrenaline to his limbs.

Heart and skills are one, and they are perfected through practice.

Relying on the experience of the last sparring with Regis, Victor's "Moon Dust" bomb exploded before Dettlaff turned into mist and attacked.

Silver flakes flew all over the sky, leaving the vampire nowhere to hide.

The witcher swung out the Sigh Frost without hesitation, and the strong sword and claws collided with a "clang!" sound of metal and iron, blocking the attack in time before the chest was pierced.

This round was extremely dangerous. Almost if it was a second later, Victor's heart would be taken away, and Dettlaff, who failed to kill with one blow, suddenly jumped back a distance in the next second.

Under the moonlight, he touched his forehead with his left hand. The blood in the cut wound coagulated, causing the self-healing function to be blocked. It was obviously the freezing effect of the silver sword.

Just when the witcher blocked the fatal attack, the vampire exerted pressure to push the weapon away, but the opponent suddenly removed the force, and then quickly made a collision, and the tip of the sword drew an arc and slashed from the other side.

Because the resistance suddenly disappeared, inertia made him unable to make any blocking movements, and he could only retreat erratically to avoid the disaster of breaking the skull.

But this scar was still left.

"So this is what you rely on? Victor, a frozen magic sword can't help you." Dettlaff's claws swept across, cutting off the entire frozen area, and then the forehead began to recover visibly.

"You can withstand my attack. For Leo's sake, I will give you a chance to survive. Go back to Beauclair and tell Anaietta my request."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I said that I would keep you here today." The fingers and palms changed, and Victor silently sent a chain of magic signs: Quinn and Arden.

The outer layer of the armor was covered with a light golden Quinn shield.

The slow-moving lavender Arden barrier, with the witcher's feet as the center, extends outward for twelve yards, covering the high-level vampires.

The magic makes the air seem sticky, and all movements are like being in water. The faster the movement, the more resistance needs to be overcome.

The experience of fighting with Regis proves that the Arden seal is very practical. Even high-level vampires can't get any advantage when fighting Victor in the slow-moving area.

Although he can't turn into mist due to the silver powder, and there is interference from the slow-moving barrier, Dettlaff is fearless, "Haha! Young man, if you believe in God, you'd better start praying now."

The vampire suddenly accelerated and jumped up with a sonic boom.

The sharp claws fell sharply, "clang!" and collided with Tan Shuang with fierce sparks!

His figure was swift and erratic, and his claws, fists, palms and kicks were heavy. The fierce offensive seemed to be several vampires surrounding the witcher, and the hazy afterimages attacked from all directions.

Compared to Regis, Dettlaff was faster and stronger. If it were someone else today, encountering this kind of storm-like attack for the first time, they might be swept away in a panic.

Fortunately for Victor, they are the same species after all, and there is no decisive difference between high-level vampires. If they drink enough alchemical potions, they can last for a long time.

He dodged and dodged in a very small range, using elbow pads and silver swords to block and parry, and carefully explored the inconspicuous opportunity for victory.

Witchers know that to defeat high-level vampires, they must exhaust the recovery energy in their blood, and it is best to cause great damage at one time, so that they fall down instantly before they even have time to stimulate their physical potential.

Thinking around the above principles, Victor designed several tactical plans.

Plan A is based on the icy power of Sigh Frost, which can temporarily block wound recovery.

Launch a sneak attack in the first confrontation, take advantage of the opponent's carelessness and do not dodge, first perform a craniotomy, and then cut him into pieces while he is in a cerebral infarction state.

Unfortunately, the result only injured Dettlaff's forehead, and that blow also made the opponent alert and no longer exposed his vitals to the sword.

So in line with the situation, the witcher began to implement plan B: in the midst of the vampire's violent attack, use the unique dagger skills of the Viper School to defend and counterattack!

Relying on the herbal bag to hide, his dagger can be more concealed than the snake school, and the "high-level vampire sword oil" applied on it is far more deadly than the classical formula.

Such a perfect and feasible plan has only one small flaw, that is, it is not so simple to operate in practice.

Under the heavy pressure of Dettlaff, Victor must resist with all his strength, without a single distraction.

In a small space, only the mind is the sword, and the sword heart is clear.

The claws and the silver sword continue to clash.

Finally, after countless rounds of fierce collisions

In a blink of an eye, the silver sword blocks the claws, and his left hand conjures a dagger like a magic trick, and blooms a dreamlike fatal blow.

── "Puff!" The dagger pierced deeply into the heart of the vampire, penetrating through the back and revealing the tip.

Holding the hilt, Dettlaff felt unbelievable at first.

Then the pain in his chest made him realize that the witcher had not prepared vampire sword oil, but was waiting for this opportunity to inflict heavy damage!

The opponent would never miss the moment of stiffening himself

As expected, the sharp silver sword Tan Shuang slashed down diagonally on the head!

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