Chapter 46 The Undead Sweep, The Vampire Count’s Apocalypse (Ch 46)

At this time, Mo Yingchen and the other two also arrived at the top of the castle.

The stone steps to the top floor of the castle are badly damaged.

Mo Yingchen was the first to step onto the last step.

Xia Yunxi followed closely behind, his sword shining coldly in the moonlight.

Yan Zhipeng took a deep breath and slowly stood up from the wheelchair.

On the terrace opposite, a tall figure stood quietly.

The black cloak of the vampire lord fluttered in the night wind.

The scarlet eyes flickered eerily in the darkness.

The strong smell of blood filled the air.

A smile appeared on Mo Yingchen’s lips.

“Let’s go, this is the last battle.” His voice echoed in the empty hall.

On the top floor of the castle, moonlight shines through the broken skylight.

The Earl’s eyes glowed scarlet in the darkness.

The bloody smell spread from his body, so strong that it was sickening.

“What a sumptuous feast.” He licked the sharp fangs with his tongue.

A cold light flashed in Mo Yingchen’s eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc.

He raised his wrist slightly, and the sound of bones colliding came one after another.

More than a hundred skeleton warriors rose from the ground and arranged in a neat square formation.

Two skeleton archers quickly climbed up the broken stone pillar, nocked their arrows and took aim.

The resurrected vampire wizards stood in different positions, with magic power gathering in their palms.

He gripped the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade tightly and stood guard on the left side of Mo Yingchen.

The Iron Guard raised his rock shield and stood firmly on the right.

The zombies dragged their heavy steps behind, and the green corpse poison dripped onto the ground, making a “hissing” corrosive sound.

The silhouette of the Phantom Thorn flickered between the moonlight and the shadows, and the Hell Dagger glowed coldly.

The Count glanced at the resurrected vampire mages and servants and sneered, “Traitors.”

“Death will end their suffering.” Mo Yingchen said calmly.

The Earl’s eyes burned with anger and his fangs were bared.

“In that case, let you experience true death for yourself!” His voice echoed in the castle.

Before he finished speaking, the Earl disappeared in an instant.

A black shadow flashed, and the Vampire Count teleported to the center of the skeleton formation.

Dark energy spread out in all directions with him as the center.

More than a dozen skeletons turned into bone fragments under the energy impact and floated in the air.

Mo Yingchen’s cold voice cut through the night sky: “Go!”

More than a hundred skeletons raised their weapons and charged forward in a swarm.

The archer drew his bow and shot the arrow, which flew straight to the target with a strong wind.

The vampire wizard’s shadow magic condensed into a black ball of light in the air.

The Count’s figure was looming among the skeletons, and the sound of his claws scratching across bones was crisp and harsh.

Broken bones flew everywhere, and the fallen skulls piled up into a small hill.

The earl raised a scornful arc at the corner of his mouth: “You don’t know your own limitations.”

A cold light flashed in the moonlight.

Xia Yunxi’s long sword was wrapped in extremely cold ice flames, and the tip of the sword was pointing directly at the earl’s heart.

The Earl dodged with a swift movement.

Xia Yunxi suddenly let go of the sword in his hand, and the sword turned strangely in the air.

Sword wielding!

The long sword continued to chase under the control of Xia Yunxi’s sword-wielding skills.

The Earl dodged three times in a row, but his shoulder was still hit by the sword energy.

The cold spread through the wound and ice crystals grew rapidly on his shoulders.

A hint of surprise flashed across the earl’s eyes: “Interesting.”

He suddenly opened his arms and his cloak fluttered without wind.

Swarms of bats swarmed out from the gaps in his cloak, their sharp cries piercing his eardrums.

The figure of the phantom thorn suddenly emerged from the shadows.

The Hell Dagger glowed a faint green light under the moonlight.

The sharp blade tore through the flesh and blood, leaving deep scars on the count’s chest that were deep enough to see the bone.

First strike critical hit!

The count roared, “Damn it!”

Blood-colored energy condensed into a shield around him.

The second attack of the phantom thorn was bounced off by the blood shield, making a sound like metal collision.

The Earl turned around to fight back, but saw two figures flanking him from both sides.

Dali held the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade, and the Iron Guard held the rock shield.

The count had to retreat back to avoid it.

Zombies seized the opportunity and attacked from blind spots.

The sharp nails went straight to the count’s throat.

The count hastily raised his arm to block, and the corpse poison seeped into his blood.

He frowned: “It’s a bit troublesome.”

The next moment, his body turned into thick black mist.

Countless tentacles extended from the black fog.

He swung the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade vigorously, cutting off every approaching tentacle.

The Iron Guard kept blocking with his rock shield, rage building up in his chest.

Xia Yunxi’s extremely cold sword energy penetrated the black fog and roamed freely in it.

The Phantom Assassin slinks through the shadows, looking for an opening to strike a fatal blow.

The poison released by the zombies permeated the air, corroding the count’s vitality.

Yan Zhipeng stood at the edge of the battlefield, ready to provide treatment at any time.

“Go for broke!” Yan Zhipeng’s roar cut through the night sky.

The holy light instantly enveloped the vampire lord, and golden light circulated around him.

Mo Yingchen’s voice was as cold as ice, “It’s time to end.”

Dark red dots of light flickered on the Count’s body, marking the deepening marks of damage.

Hundreds of skeleton warriors quickly formed a battle array, surrounding the count tightly in the center.

The extremely cold sword energy cut through the air, leaving streaks of frost on the black fog.

The figure of the Phantom Thorn shuttled through the shadows, and the fire of the Hell Dagger flickered unsteadily.

A blood-red flame burned in Dali’s eye sockets, and the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade left an afterimage when it was swung.

Golden light burst out from the Iron Guards, and their rock shields smashed into the black fog.

The zombies’ claws glowed with a faint green light, and every strike carried a deadly poison.

The Earl let out a deafening roar, and the sound waves created waves of air.

The black fog exploded, revealing his scarred body.

There was a mad light flashing in his scarlet eyes.

“You all will die!” His voice was filled with murderous intent.

Blood-colored threads burst out from his fingertips, as dense as a spider web.

The skeleton warrior turned into powder under the silk thread, and bone powder flew everywhere.

The bodies of the vampire wizard and his servants were cut by the silk threads and turned into ashes and scattered.

The vampire Count’s eyes glowed scarlet, and an evil charm surged out like a tide.

The air was filled with a cold smell of death.

Xia Yunxi and Yan Zhipeng’s eyes suddenly became dull.

Mo Yingchen took a quick step forward.

His big hand tightly clasped Xia Yunxi’s wrist and pulled her behind him.

He raised the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade with great force and blocked Yan Zhipeng.

The vampire lord let out a sharp roar that hurt people’s eardrums.

His figure turned into a black lightning and rushed straight towards Mo Yingchen.

The sharp claws tore through the air and pointed directly at Mo Yingchen’s heart.

The heavy footsteps of the Iron Guards were heard, and the rock shield firmly held the sharp claws.

The metal collided with the sharp claws, making a harsh friction sound.

The figure of the phantom thorn was looming in the shadows.

The Hell Dagger pierced the Earl’s back accurately, and blood splattered everywhere.

The soul-devouring blood blade in Dali’s hand drew a bloody arc.

The zombie’s fangs glowed dimly as it bit the count’s neck fiercely.

A circle of purple-black energy ripples erupted around the Vampire Count.

The air vibrated violently, making a low roar.

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