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Chapter 320: Dark Demon's Self-Cultivation
[Vampire Dance: Close in on the opponent with a dance and suck every single drop of blood in their body!]
The more beautiful the dance, the deadlier it was.
Bastemon's control over blood was obviously stronger than that of Vampire Count's.
Moreover, it wasn't even by a small margin!
What was the reason for this?
Although Dark had a guess, he still wasn't sure about it.But in any case, strong was strong, and weak was weak.
Bastemon danced in the middle of the blood tide with graceful steps, her captivating figure dazzling even Vlad the Vampire.
While hiding in Robert's body, Vlad had seen Bastemon's elegance in the Rookie League, but at that time, Bastemon had only appeared briefly and even ended the competition without ever using her ultimate move.
But this time, like an instinctual call, he felt the charm of the opposite sex at a close distance, making his body turn slightly hot and dry.
For creatures like vampires, Bastemon seemed to possess an extraordinary allure!
Vlad quietly swallowed his saliva, trying not to embarrass himself in this duel.
For this reason, he gathered his vigour and coldly commanded Vampire Count, "Burst forth, Flowers of Blood (鲜血之花)!"
"Prepare to die!"
Vampire Count roared in response.
It stretched out its right arm and firmly pinched together its pale fingers that were equipped with sharp nails.
Bang!
A blood beast near Bastemon who was about to turn into a pool of blood suddenly exploded!
Petals of blood burst out from within in a mesmerising sight.
Thereafter.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Countless blood beasts that were galloping towards Bastemon burst out in succession.
The entire path was like a bed of blooming flowers of blood, filling up the space with the smell of blood.
Bastemon, who was walking in the blood tide, was submerged in the splendid rain of scarlet petals.
"How dare a 7-star magical spirit compete with an 8-star?"
Vlad's voice recovered his arrogance.
Vampire Count executed his will, continuously summoning blood beasts from the seas of blood above its head and under its feet to charge forward and blow themselves up, making the flowers of blood bloom even more vigorously!
In the blink of an eye, the visual field was completely drowned in blood.
Where Dark stood, he couldn't even see Bastemon's figure anymore.
But he wasn't the slightest bit worried.
The [Fusion] card in his hand, which sustained [Bastemon], was still emitting a very stable light golden halo.
Although Bastemon lost some magic energy in the explosion, she swiftly returned to full capacity after the absorption of blood.
Vlad's arrogance came from ignorance.
Their star ranking might represent their level, but the qualification of a magical spirit was determined by their own self.
Bastemon was a magical spirit with a divine nature. Although she couldn't be considered a true "divine card", she was already in a different category from magical spirits below the divine tier.
Putting her in the vampires' ranking system, she would be an existence equivalent to a "True Vampire".
Instead of using the power of blood, Vampire Count might've been a bigger threat to Bastemon if it had resorted to pure physical means to confront her!
There was a gap in knowledge between the two sides, so what they could see was naturally different.
But when the reality was displayed right in front of their eyes, even the biggest fool would be able to discover a thing or two.
The chain of explosions lasted for a very long time. It wasn't until Vampire Count's seas of blood were about to dry up that it finally stopped under Vlad's command.
And yet, as the flowers of blood splashed down, Bastemon's graceful and charming figure appeared completely unharmed in front of their eyes.
She looked at the horrified Vlad with a playful gaze, and then flicked her finger, shooting out a dark red stream of blood from her fingertip. Flying against the wind, it grew to more than ten metres long and turned into a terrifying blood dragon with the thickness of a pail.
All the blood constituting this blood dragon came from the blood beasts!
After absorbing Vampire Count's power, Bastemon conjured this blood dragon with the power of darkness as its core and blood as its body!
"——"
The newly born blood dragon immediately sent out a silent yet frightening roar towards Vlad!
Vlad's condescending gaze instantly turned heavy. With a grim face, he shouted out loud, "Vampire Count!"
When Vampire Count heard his shout, its previous cold and haughty expression abruptly turned furious as an incessant bloody aura bathed its whole body!
Under its control, the seas of blood under its feet and above its head flowed into its raised right hand.
Thereupon, an extremely long blood-red scythe was forged!
"Death Reaper!(死亡收割)" Vampire Count roared.
With the scythe held up high, it ferociously charged at Bastemon!
At last, it turned into melee combat.
Bastemon pursed her lips and smiled. Raising her right hand that looked like a leopard paw, she brought her blood-stained index finger under her veil and lightly licked it with her tongue, an enchanting look swirling in her eyes.
The blood dragon coiling above her head swooped down and rushed towards Vampire Count!
Vampire Count lifted its scythe and fearlessly slashed at the dragon's head.
The blood dragon opened its gnarly mouth towards the bloody scythe!
Rumble!
As the blade of the scythe entered its mouth, the dragon gnashed its fangs!
The scythe tried to cleave the blood dragon, but the blood dragon stopped the edge of the blade with its bite.
But after a moment of stalemate, Vampire Count suddenly exerted its strength and broke through the clamp of the dragon's fangs, slashing the blood dragon from the corner of its mouth down to its lower jaw with a swish of its scythe!
"Hraww!"
Finally landing a hit, Vampire Count instantly let out a roar, as if venting.
Vlad loudly cackled along, "It's nothing but a shape!"
Meanwhile, Vampire Count had cut the blood dragon into more than ten pieces!
But Vlad was right about one thing—that blood dragon was indeed nothing but a shape.
The moment Bastemon curled her fingers, the blood dragon that had been cut into pieces turned into smaller blood dragons, each growing its own head and tail. Thereupon, they rushed from various directions and bit Vampire Count's body!
As these ten or so blood dragons were biting down, they simultaneously turned their bodies into shackles and tightly entwined Vampire Count.
One of them even climbed up to its right arm, which was holding the scythe, and pulled it down, firmly binding it.
Vampire Count's miserable scream reverberated as these blood dragons strengthened their constriction.
"Meow~"
It was at this moment that Bastemon finally walked up to Vampire Count with a faint smile. She tiptoed a little, tilted up her head, and looked at Vampire Count with her incomparably beautiful face.
Then she raised her hand and pricked the centre of Vampire Count's forehead with her sharp nail.
When it pierced through the pale and rigid skin, a drop of blood unexpectedly spilled out. As soon as it did, Bastemon absorbed it into her fingertip.
She broke into a sweet smile full of seductive charms.
With another push, her finger pierced through Vampire Count's forehead.
The vampire's blood gushed out at once!
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