Chapter 472 Greater Vampire
Chapter 472 Greater Vampire
Seeing the young man's mummified body collapsing onto the ground, the villagers were horrified. Their courage was diminishing faster than words written in the water.
"He…he…is using…magic" the villagers shuddered. The grin on the man's face pushed the villagers to take several steps back. Despite their numbers and the weapons in their hands, they were not shuddering in fear.
"Everyone, stand your ground" Noticing the villagers were on the verge of panicking, he ordered them to stay put although he himself was feeling the dread in his heart.
Logan witnessed what a man with magic could do to highly trained soldiers.
Ross and his team didn't stand a chance in front of David, a magic user, let alone these villagers. The most dangerous threat most of these villagers faced was farm rats.
"You can also use magic" Logan tried to establish a conversation with the man so he could formulate an escape plan. Logan realized that lives are going to be lost. Still, Logan wanted to minimize the casualties as much as he could.
After hearing Logan, the grin on the man's turned colder,
"You think I'm stupid, no one can use magic" the man had a power that enabled him to detect lies using the heartbeat. He sensed no bluff but truth,
"It's no bluff. Just like you, he also used magic" Logan planned to draw all his attention toward him. This might let most of the villagers escape the area while he fights the man. He still had no idea how powerful the man was. In the best-case scenario, he would be able to fight the man for a few minutes, in the worst-case scenario, the man instantly kills him and slaughters all the villagers.
"Why didn't he consume you?" The man was curious. As far as he knew, only his kind would be able to use arch energy inside the void line. However, his kind would leave no witnesses alive, that's how they stayed hidden for centuries.
If what Logan said was true, which seemed to be the case according to his heartbeat, the magic-user let him live. That didn't seem like a man of his kind would do.
Logan felt sick just by the fact this man ate those men. He cannibalized them and it was horrifying. Logan thought David was terrifying but compared to this man-eater, he seemed normal and pleasant.
"By consume, if you meant eating them, he didn't"
The man was shocked yet again. His kind would always, always, and always consume their victims. Consuming blood and flesh was their lifeline. Without that, they would cease to exist.
"Instead, he offered us a chance to serve him"
Logan could see the dark lines on the man's forehead getting darker and darker.
"He will consider a wage of war if you kill us or harm us in any way than you've already done"
The man immediately snapped as he sensed Logan's lie.
"Lie!" the man dashed at Logan like a panther,
DING!
The man underestimated Logan's reflex. Logan's Warhammer met the man's fingers which now had grown into long sharp claws.
"Not bad" the man menacingly laughed as he jumped back a few meters,
"For a dead man," he said, dashing at Logan once again. This time, his speed multiplied by several folds. Logan was barely able to see him.
DING!
Logan's instincts made him raise his Warhammer to defend himself.
"ARGH!"
Logan growled when the man's claws scratched his bare chest. The villagers who saw their beloved leader bleed for them kindled the flame of courage in their hearts, at least in most of their hearts.
A few of the farmers jumped at the man,
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The villagers who tried to attack the man suddenly halted their movement.
No one could notice the red lines appearing around their necks. Soon, their heads separated themselves from their neck and hit the ground with a sickening thud sound.
Before the other villagers could react by screaming, the man dashed at the three headless bodies and sunk his teeth into one of the bodies of a male villager.
In a couple of seconds, the body withered, completely drained of blood.
Just like the youngster the man killed a few minutes before. He didn't stop with that as he grabbed the other body, sunk his teeth into the neck, and drank all the blood.
He was about to consume the third villager, Logan dashed at the man with his Warhammer rose up.
Boom!
The Warhammer missed the target as the man evaded it. The ground shook a bit due to the force behind the swing. It created a tiny crater in the ground. The man was surprised by Logan's raw strength.
The shock wave created by the Warhammer knocked down a few of the villagers. Logan quickly balanced himself to face the man before he could kill any more of them.
"RUN!" Logan shouted as he dashed at the man,
Logan swung the Warhammer so effortlessly as though it was weightless.
For a human, Logan was strong and fast. He kept swinging the Warhammer to stop the man from killing any more villagers.
"Silly little cow," the man snickered. The man saw Logan keep swinging the Warhammer chaotically. Logan's movements were getting slower and slower.
The man's grin grew wider and wider. He put one hand behind and deflected Logan's attack with the other. The man seemed pretty relaxed and toyed with Logan.
Boom!
"ARGH!"
This time, the man shouted while flung into the tree several meters behind him. Logan pretended to get tired and lose his touch. Luckily, the man fell for that trick. When he dropped his defense and acted cocky, Logan utilized that moment to send his Warhammer straight into the man's rib cage.
Logan felt a couple of ribs being crushed by his Warhammer.
"RUN AWAY!" Logan once again shouted at the villagers.
"Blood wave"
As soon as Logan heard these words, a wave of hot blood blasted him and the villagers away.
The blood disappeared from existence as soon as it appeared.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Logan felt a wave brush past his face. His instinct automatically turned his head towards the villagers.
"Bastard!" Logan burned in rage when he saw the man cleaving several heads off. He sucked their blood so fast that he mummified ten villagers within a minute.
The more blood he sucked, the bigger he grew, the less he looked humane. The chalk-white skin gradually lost its whiteness and turned muddy brown. Then the red mist shrouding him faded into nothingness.
They were all pretty obvious changes but not as the extra three arms grew out of his back. Using his five arms together, he ripped off the cloak he was wearing to reveal the skinless bloody body hiding beneath the cloth.
Logan felt nauseated just by looking at this horrifying monstrosity.
"I'm gonna feast on all of you" the man spoke in a chilling demonic voice.
Inch by inch, he stepped closer to the villagers.
"FIGHT!"
"RUN!"
One group of villagers swallowed their fear and tried to fight while the other tried to escape into the woods. Logan picked himself up to fight the monstrosity even though he knew that the chances of them surviving this had grown slimmer.
Pulch!
"Grgghhh" the man halted his move as blood began to seep out of his mouth. Everyone including Logan was stunned. They then noticed pointy steel coming out of the monster's chest.
"Mort" Logan saw Mort, the hunter standing behind the creature drilling the steel spearing into him.
Mort retrieved the spear out only to stab the monster again and again.
After being stabbed through the chest several times, the monster finally drew his last breath. It collapsed onto the group.
"It… it's dead?"
"Oh god"
"Is it really dead?"
"MORT!"
The villagers were stupefied, looking at the dead monster in front of them.
Some of the daredevil villagers approached the body, kicking it to see if it was alive or dead. Seeing the body did not respond, they thought it was dead and dropped their guard.
"Mort" Logan picked himself up with the support of his Warhammer.
The fluorescent mushrooms around them illuminated the fear on Mort's face but more than fear, there was pride.
"This is gonna stir up so much shit" Mort moved away from the body and walked towards Logan.
And just as the crowd was surrounding the body and Mort was several steps away from Logan, Mort's head exploded into red mist.
"You should have gone for the head" the demonic voice sounded. Soon, the monster they all thought was dead stood up.
"Blood mist"
All the villagers were shrouded by the red mist that appeared out from the monster.
"Argh!"
"Grghh"
"Agghhhh!"
Countless screams emerged from the red mist. Somehow, Logan was able to vaguely see the monster's rampage. Thus, he leaped at the monster to stop its monstrosity. This time, Logan really swung his Warhammer chaotically in the hope of hitting him one more time.
"You are last" Logan heard the man's voice sound in his mind. It was more of a feeling than hearing. Logan tried to prevent the monster from killing all the villagers yet his muscles refused to move.
"After savoring them, I will travel to the village and consume your beloved wife" Logan's heart almost jumped out of his chest when he heard these words in his mind.
"No" Logan screamed in his mind as the images of his wife and the loving memories he shared with her flashed across his mind.
He felt desperate, trying to move his body using all the strength in him. Still, his body wouldn't budge. The red mist soon died down, revealing the mummified bodies of the villagers. The monster had now grown to almost twelve feet tall. The air turned putrid, reeking of rotten eggs and blood.
His human features were nowhere to be found and now, he was a pure monster, pure horrific monster.
Tears rolled out of Logan's eyes. He wanted to scream, curse and yell at the monster. He would have but no matter how tired he was, he couldn't. His mouth was shut closed and refused to move.
"How stupid your imbeciles to think you can defeat a greater vampire?"