Witcher's Atelier

On the Desamona Observation Deck, the wind rustled under the blood moon.

Dettlaff's body was tougher than Victor had imagined. The silver sword Tanshuang, which pierced his left shoulder, got stuck in his chest and ribs and ran out of strength.

The next second, he swung his claws violently, and the high-level vampire blew up Quen's shield, knocking the witcher out and directly knocking down a section of the low wall.

Although his body was not penetrated, his chest and back were hit hard one after another. Victor spurted out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, the damage caused by the sword oil and freezing was also very strong, which effectively stopped Dettlaff's pursuit and killing. The witcher took the opportunity to take out the "Swallow" potion and drink it to heal his wounds.

After finally catching his breath, he supported himself on the ground and slowly stood up, but it was too late to stop the high-level vampire's actions. He could only watch the other party pull out the dagger that was inserted into his heart and throw it far away, announcing the bankruptcy of plan B.

Blood gushed out of Dettlaff's chest like a fountain, staining the ground red while also washing away the "vampire sword oil" stuck on the wound - it can increase the damage effect, bring intense pain, and delay the recovery of the wound.

"Victor, I'm going to kill you!" He said with red eyes: "I admit your strength, witcher, so I will go all out next time! You should feel honored to be taken seriously by me...

This posture is the last picture you will see in your life!"

After that, the high-level vampire began to transform. His eyes disappeared, his face bulged into a ball, his clothes were completely torn, his scarlet flesh was tangled and bulged, and two extra meat hooks and bat wings for flying grew on his back.

A chill ran down Victor's spine, it was the instinctive fear of predators.

If Dettlaff's previous combat form was still somewhat human, now it can be said that it is not human, a real monster.

Judging from the level of appearance, this transformation is undoubtedly a great failure, but those two arms thicker than thighs and fists as big as casseroles are no joke!

The witcher was sure that this was the transformation that Regis had been unwilling to show before. It was said that he would lose his rationality and become extremely frantic and fierce.

The original plan A and plan B were to kill Dettlaff in one go before he was mutated, but unfortunately they did not succeed.

Now that the high-level vampire has stimulated the blood source, it is conceivable how terrifying the power that will burst out next will be!

"I can only activate plan C..." Victor sighed in his heart, took out the "Dragon Power Potion", took a deep breath and swallowed it in one gulp, because the material was rare, and this was also his first time to drink it.

A faint smell of blood filled the cavity...

It is worthy of being an epic alchemy product. The effect is very obvious as soon as it is drunk. The dull pain in the chest and back disappears immediately, and the heart beats more powerfully, sending endless power to the limbs.

The ears heard the rustling sound of the flapping wings, and Dettlaff flew into the air, with black mist around his body ready to go.

The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage. Victor raised his silver sword and took a top position facing Dettlaff.

This posture symbolizes his determination - to open up a path forward that no one can stop.

The next second, with the acceleration of gravity, the vampire swooped down from the sky. His attack was like a falcon hunting a rabbit, and he collided head-on with the witcher's silver sword.

"Bang!!!"

A sonic boom sounded, and Victor was once again thrown into a rolling gourd, but at the same time Dettlaff was also stopped by the reaction force.

This round was still a close conflict... The dragon power potion could not overwhelm the third-level transformation, but it was definitely not to the extent of being killed instantly.

He turned over and jumped up, swallowing the blood surging in his throat. From the result, the witcher was very satisfied with the result. The premise for the success of Plan C had been achieved.

So when Dettlaff swooped down from the air again, Victor did not resist it, but rolled to avoid it, allowing the vampire's heavy blow to smash a hole in the ground.

Compared to before the alienation, the vampire is now faster and stronger, but as Regis said, it is also more violent and primitive. It is hard to say how much rationality he has left. It is more like attacking on instinct.

From the analysis of the battle mode, it can be seen that the opponent's action is to fly into the air continuously, accumulate energy and launch a pounce.

Although this pressing mode can suppress the witcher to a very embarrassing state, and he will collide and scratch from time to time, he is not afraid: as long as he avoids direct attacks, various potions circulate in his blood vessels, and there is still a long time before he falls.

There is hope in his eyes.

Next, as long as he waits patiently, he will see the smile of the goddess of victory.

…

After a while, the angry roar of the monster on the observation deck of Deshamium is still soul-stirring, but it cannot change the objective reality that intense mobile warfare will seriously consume physical strength.

So at a certain point in time, Dettlaff seized the opportunity, pounced on Victor fiercely, pressed the young man to the ground, bit his shoulder armor, and sucked blood crazily to replenish water.

The drinking time was only a few seconds, "Alder!". The monster was blown away by the close-range seal, and fell to the ground, howling with satisfaction, with blood stains on the corners of its mouth.

He forced himself to stand up, and except for the purple and black facial lines, the witcher's cheeks were as pale as death, which was a sign of massive blood loss.

The young man stood shakily, but there was a bright smile on his lips√, "Finally... Dettlaff, I won..."

"WＲYＹＹＹＹＹＹＹＹＹＹＹ! You won!? Are you hallucinating because of excessive blood loss?" The high-level vampire was arrogant.

Victor let out a long breath, "I did win. Even if you gave up the habit of sucking blood hundreds of years ago, you would not refuse the temptation of blood in your instinctive state..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dettlaff suddenly stood unsteadily. Under the red and bulging muscles, blood vessels bulged with black lines. The intense stinging spread throughout his body with the blood flow, making him almost unable to control his body.

"This... this is... poison. You actually poisoned your own blood to lure me to drink it, you despicable bastard!"

Victor sneered after hearing the insults, "Please! You are too naive. Winning or losing is a matter of life and death. As a witcher, am I still a hunter if I don't use traps? That's called a wax man!"

No matter how much you complain, remember "It is better to pursue the enemy with your remaining courage than to seek fame and imitate the tyrant."

If there is enough time, the physique of a high-level vampire may really be able to survive the outbreak of poison, so the witcher who lost too much blood staggered and approached the opponent step by step, dragging the silver sword on the ground, making a scratching sound.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Feeling the deadly threat approaching, Dettlaff finally let out a thunderous roar, and at the moment when Victor approached, he mustered up his remaining strength to pounce on the opponent.

Unfortunately, the dying struggle was useless.

Facing the monster that had lost its high speed, the witcher easily turned around to avoid the attack. He swung the silver sword Sigh Frost vertically, heavily cutting off the wings and meat hooks, then twisted his waist to gather momentum, and slashed the opponent's back horizontally.

Unable to control the movement of his lower body, Dettlaff staggered and fell. The once powerful high-level vampire was now crawling on the ground in a mess. He tried hard with both hands to drag his body away, but only left faint claw marks on the ground.

The moonlight was like water, and a cold voice came from the wind, without a sense of joy.

"What a pity. Mr. Dettlaff van der Eredin, what a pity..."

Looking down from above, Victor's eyes flashed with pity, and then he raised the silver sword high and stabbed it heavily!

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[Name: High-grade black blood]

[Type: Reply]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Features: Iron-clad effect, super quality, fishy smell]

[Effect 1. Black blood: Makes the blood in the body dark and thick, which is a deadly poison for blood-sucking creatures]

[Effect 2. Come on, old man: Makes the blood in the body emit a sweet aroma, which is very tempting for blood-sucking creatures]

[Remarks: Weiss special blend. Rich and full of flavor. Still wanting more]

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