ebonymovies Chapter 64 Dragon blood forms a sea, dragon bones are as high as mountains, I won't let you esc
Chapter 64 Dragon blood forms a sea, dragon bones are as high as mountains, I won't let you esc
Chapter 64 Dragon blood forms a sea, dragon bones are as high as mountains, I won't let you escape again!
As the high-pressure water gun gushed out the last remaining dragon blood from his body, the vampire count looked even more emaciated.
At this moment, all he felt was regret.
I shouldn't have provoked this little wizard.
Beneath that harmless exterior lies a heart as cold as iron!
It's somewhat ironic that a vampire who lives by drinking blood is now bleeding himself to death.
He could even feel Death smiling at him.
But just then, the crisp sound of water droplets hitting the ground rang out, awakening the vampire count's last desire for life.
He pointed shakily at the swimming pool, which was already overflowing with blood, and spoke in a weak voice.
"It's full, it's full..."
Charles turned to look at the swimming pool and suddenly realized.
"Oh, it's full."
"Okay, I understand."
"Then I won't squeeze it anymore, it's too watery, it really doesn't have much left."
Then he released the high-pressure water gun.
The vampire count's face revealed a look of wild joy at having escaped a desperate situation.
The next moment, Ciel's wand was pointed at him.
The blade of night erupted once more from the tip of the wand, pinning it firmly to the ground.
The vampire count stared wide-eyed at Charles.
"you……"
"You lied to me..."
Charles grinned.
"He's a vampire who's hundreds of years old, please, don't be so naive."
"Since we've already offended you so badly, of course we should kill you; that's the only way to be safe."
"Otherwise, what if you come back to seek revenge on me again, perhaps with some powerful magical artifact or having mastered some strong spell?"
"I, Charles, have always been cautious in my actions."
Immediately, Charles, with an indifferent expression, put away the dragon blood he had extracted from the vampire count.
Then he waved his wand.
A ball of light, visible only to Ciel, drifted toward the vampire count.
As Ciel reached the alley entrance, the Curse of the Sunless Unleashed, radiating endless light and heat within a radius of more than ten meters centered on the vampire count.
Although he did not unleash the full power of the Sunless Curse to avoid making too much noise.
However, the Sunless Sun is extremely effective against dark creatures, and it also possesses anti-magic properties, making vampires' resistance to magic virtually useless against it.
Furthermore, the vampire count is now so weak that even a Muggle could kill him; a weakened version of the Dark Sun Curse would be more than enough to annihilate him.
The vampire count's form vanished like ashes in the darkness of the sun, leaving not a trace behind.
Amidst the light and heat, only venomous roars could be heard.
"Your master will not let you get away with this."
"You devil, I'm waiting for you. You'll die a hundred times more miserably than I did!"
In the blink of an eye, the roar was silenced.
But suddenly, a warning signal struck Charles's heart.
He turned his head and saw a faint blood-red light appear in his field of vision, accompanied by a sense of oppression far stronger than that of the vampire count.
The source of the blood-red light was a blood-red pentagram magic circle, floating in mid-air, which was quite eerie.
Charles gripped his mithril wand tightly, his expression grave.
Then, a phantom image was projected from within the blood-red pentagram magic circle.
Within the illusory image was a vast, viscous sea of blood, which engulfed everything in sight.
With Charles's familiarity with dragon blood, even if what appeared before him was just a phantom, he could recognize that the blood in this sea of blood was all dragon blood!
Moreover, besides dragon blood, complete dragon skeletons can also be seen floating in the sea of blood amidst the surging waves.
A rough estimate suggests that at least several thousand fire dragons died during this operation!
grunt.
Charles swallowed hard, his breathing quickening.
Just then, a coffin appeared in the phantom.
The sense of oppression grew stronger even through the illusory image.
A deep, indifferent voice traveled through the illusory image to Charles's ears.
"You killed my servant?"
"He served me for a long time and was quite capable. I used a lot of dragon blood to train him, and now he has died at your hands."
"Do you know what kind of mistake you made?"
Charles lowered his head and took a deep breath, as if the illusory scene before him and the oppressive feeling emanating from it had greatly shocked him.
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Charles moved his lips with difficulty, lowered his head and uttered these words.
Within the phantom, the being inside the coffin seemed quite satisfied with Xia Er's bowed, trembling, and repentant attitude, softening its tone slightly and even reducing the oppressive aura it exuded.
"Little wizard, it seems you still know how to be pragmatic."
Charles lowered his head and continued.
"Yes, yes, yes."
The being inside the coffin spoke again.
"I must say, although my servant is weak, there are not many beings in the magic world who can kill him."
"To be able to kill him at your age is rare, even in the distant ancient times."
"Just as Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort were the protagonists of the previous era, it seems that you should be the protagonist of the next era in the wizarding world."
Faced with the remote praise from this mysterious being, Charles rummaged through his bag with trembling hands and found a book. He turned the pages with a shake, making circles and dots with a quill pen, seemingly either recording something or searching for something.
"Yes, yes, yes."
The being in the coffin chuckled softly, seemingly pleased that a "protagonist of the era" was trembling with fear before it.
"Don't be afraid. It's just the death of an insignificant servant. It's nothing compared to you and the news you can bring me."
"I can smell it. Even from this distance, I can smell the rich ancient dragon scent on you. You must recognize it."
"Tell me its information, and I will give you an unimaginable gift."
"There are some things that even Dumbledore couldn't have, but I can give you!"
Charles was still nodding.
"Yes, yes, yes."
The being in the coffin seemed surprised that Ciel had agreed so readily.
He immediately asked anxiously.
"Then tell me quickly, where is Gu Long?"
"Bring it to me!"
Charles didn't look up, continuing to flip through the book.
"Yes, yes, yes."
The being in the coffin paused for a moment: "Are you really listening to me?"
Ciel: "Yes, yes, yes."
The being within the coffin grew increasingly silent, then spoke with a hint of uncertainty: "Are you listening to me, or are you just giving me the runaround?"
Charles: "Yes, yes, yes."
The next moment, the contents of the coffin broke free.
"Besides saying 'yes, yes, yes' and 'right, right, right,' can you say anything else?"
"I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"
"Tell me some news about Gu Long!"
"Flipping through books? What do you know about flipping through books? Just tell me the information about the ancient dragon, and I can give you any magic book you want!"
At that moment, Charles's finger landed on a certain page of the magic book, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes.
"Found it!"
Then he answered the question that was asked earlier, saying that the coffin contained the contents.
"The book I'm looking at is rather obscure; it contains some rarely used, uncommon spells."
"What I'm looking for is this marking spell, which can mark an object or creature so it won't get lost."
The beings inside the coffin were all stunned for a moment.
He really couldn't understand Ciel's thought process.
What are young people thinking about these days?
Why does he seem so crazy?
Could it be that the ancients are about to return, and the protagonists of the new era have all been affected and gone mad?
After a moment, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked a question.
"A marking spell?"
"What do you want to mark?"
At this moment, Xia Er suddenly looked up at the sea of dragon blood and the mountain of dragon bones in the phantom, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. A greedy smile appeared on his lips as he murmured.
"Who else can be tagged?"
"Of course, I'm marking you!"
"Dragon blood forms a sea, dragon bones form mountains, and there's such a huge coffin made from all sorts of precious materials, even the chains binding the coffin are made of magical metal."
"Such a wonderful place exists in the magical world?!"
Charles licked his lips, his eyes filled with longing.
"I won't make the same mistake again. I've learned my lesson. When I come across a delicious buffet, I'll definitely bookmark it immediately."
"Don't try to hide, don't try to run away, you can't escape, I'll find you no matter where you are!"
The next moment, Ciel had already scanned the marked spells on the spellbook.
A deep blue notification sounded in his mind.
"The host has acquired deducible knowledge—the Marking Spell."
"Do you wish to consume 10,000 deduction points to perform a deduction?"
Charles took a deep breath and looked at the scene in the phantom.
"I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore..."
"I won't let such a wonderful place slip away from me again. I want to possess you, I want to have you all to myself, I want to leave my mark on you!"
"Deep Blue, perform the deduction!"
(End of this chapter)