Chapter 132: Chapter 114: Beauty and the Beast_1
When Duanmu Huai furiously charged at the vampires, these self-claimed elitists were all dumbfounded. Ordinarily, given the vampires’ reflexes and speed, they could have avoided Duanmu Huai’s attack quite easily.
However, while watching this terrifying, furious figure gnash his teeth as if he was going to tear them apart, an intense fear erupted from the depths of their hearts. It felt as though invisible chains were binding their bodies, so that they couldn’t even move. They could only watch, wide-eyed, as the Thunder Warhammer swung down on them, then…
Duanmu Huai’s full-blown attack was so furious, he drove his opponent’s head straight into his body, which then fell out of his buttocks. And the vampire’s body was split in half by the Thunder Warhammer’s onslaught. Blood splattered on Duanmu Huai’s face; he then turned and faced the other vampires. Those vampires’ eyes rolled back into their heads as their bodies collapsed, and were subsequently smashed into two by Duanmu Huai.
“Get the hell out, you brainless blood-sucking hybrids!!”
Duanmu Huai’s roar echoed throughout the castle. Soon, the door opened, and heavily armed Skeleton Guards charged out brandishing swords and spears. Clearly, their master couldn’t tolerate such an insult and would make the offender pay.
However, when the undead saw the bloody, hammer-wielding Duanmu Huai stride toward them, they felt an indescribable fear. The soul-flames in their eye sockets flickered wildly like candles in the wind, then went out. They watched as invisible spirits broke free from the necromantic bonds and escaped the bodies of the Skeleton Guards with a scream, leaving only piles of bones in their wake.
Following behind Duanmu Huai, and seeing all this, Ann couldn’t help but admire. She had never seen anyone able to disintegrate the undead by merely standing there. Duanmu Huai was truly remarkable in this respect.
Of course, whether she liked him was another matter entirely.
Soon, the trio broke through the front door of the ancient castle and reached the courtyard–where someone finally stopped them.
“Foolish mortals, you dare to barge into the great Necromancer Nagash’s resting place. Your foolish actions will be punished! Now, prepare to die in agonizing screams!”
The person standing in front of Duanmu Huai was a burly Death Knight, his hand gripping a giant sword. His voice was filled with wickedness and anger, his stance implying that he’d let nobody cross his line of defense—if only his face not hidden by a helmet, his words would have been more convincing.
“Look at me, you bastard!!”
Seeing the idiot who had literally wrapped his head in his armor, Duanmu Huai was infuriated. He roared, raising his hammer and charging directly at the opponent. He smashed away the Death Knight’s giant sword with his war hammer and hit him in the face with his hard armor, knocking the arrogant Death Knight to the ground. Duanmu Huai then lifted his hammer and struck the Death Knight with all his might!
The Thunder Warhammer smashed the Death Knight’s head into pieces, reducing his helmet and skull to mere fragments. Meanwhile, the ground beneath Duanmu Huai’s feet suddenly collapsed, and the next moment, he and the Death Knight fell together with a “boom.”
Duanmu Huai coughed twice before standing up from the Death Knight’s body; the latter was still flailing his arms around, trying to grab Duanmu Huai. But Duanmu Huai had no interest in grappling with a bag of bones. He grabbed the Death Knight’s arm, broke it like a matchstick, and stepped on its waist. He then grabbed the spine with both hands and made a backward pull!
The next moment, the Death Knight’s body collapsed into worthless pieces. It was only then that Duanmu Huai straightened up and looked around–immediately, he locked eyes with a pair of watery orbs.
Realizing Duanmu Huai was looking at her, she visibly shrank back. It was then that Duanmu Huai noticed that he had landed in a dungeon. In one corner of the cell, a tall, slender elf woman sat, her large eyes fixed on Duanmu Huai.
Uh…if he remembered correctly, Kevin mentioned that the Vampire Count, Manfred, had captured a bald Archbishop and an Elf Princess?
“Are you the Elf Princess, captured by the vampires?”
Duanmu Huai stared at her and asked. She nodded gently. Undeniably, from a superficial point of view, this woman perfectly fit the image of an “Elf Princess”—slender and beautiful, long ears, possessive of waist-length hair like a waterfall, and donning a scanty bikini-like dress.
“I am the Eternal Kin of Ausuan, Elissara. Greetings, gallant uninvited guest……”
Duanmu Huai approached Elissara, scrutinizing her meticulously. She felt his gaze and shivered slightly. However, she still stood up, gazing fixedly at Duanmu Huai, motionless, resembling a princess in a fairy tale awaiting rescue by a knight.
However, Duanmu Huai was not easily deceived. He knew too well that there were many tricks to impersonate someone else. Moreover, he was suspicious that this Elf Princess was trapped too easily – according to his memory, the elves in this world should share kinship with the bean sprouts in the universe. Given how difficult those bean sprouts from the universe are, there was no way the princess standing before him should be all helpless.
Could it be a trap? But since she’s not intimidated by him, it might just be real, but….. after all, she is a vampire.
With that thought, Duanmu Huai stretched out his large hand, clutching the elf princess’s head and carefully checking both sides of her neck for bite marks.
However, that wasn’t the end. Duanmu Huai did not let his guard down, it was not like a novel or a movie, a vampire feeding doesn’t necessarily bite the neck. There have been cases in the game where Duanmu Huai and his comrades had gone on a rescue mission for a nobleman’s son who was captured by a vampire. After they killed the vampire and rescued the noble son, they confirmed that there were no bite marks on his neck and sent him back.
However, within two days, the noble son was turned into a vampire and annihilated his entire family. Eventually, the players had to clean up the mess. Back then, Duanmu Huai and others were puzzled, they saw no bite marks, how did he turn into a vampire?
After reading the nobleman’s diary, they found out. After being captured, the nobleman struck an intimate relationship with the vampire who bit him in a place unspoken of… Come to think of it, that is a blood-rich area, it might be easier than biting the neck.
Players cannot strip off pants during rescue, the system wouldn’t allow it!
Of course, if they had read the diary back then, maybe there was a solution, but back then, Duanmu Huai and others didn’t expect the vampire to be that cunning….
So, no bite marks on the neck now doesn’t prove anything. Vampires are generally known to be crafty, especially considering that the elf princess was not bound or under any spell, she might very well have already become a servant of that vampire. So one must be careful and cautious in such situations.
With one hand pressed on the elf princess, Duanmu Huai swiftly, with his other hand, grabbed her thin bikini-like clothing and pulled!
Under Duanmu Huai’s fierce pull, the clothing on the elf princess fell at once.
Hmm… reality and games are indeed different, there is nothing to hide here.
In the sunlight, the elf princess’s fair skin radiated a faint glow, immaculate as white jade. But Duanmu Huai had no time to appreciate this. He meticulously surveyed the elf princess from head to toe, even her soles – only after confirming that she had indeed not been bitten anywhere, did he let go of the elf princess.
Throughout this, the elf princess put up no resistance at all. Whether she was startled or had a different idea, Duanmu Huai could still feel her muscles tense as if unwilling… Well, it would be a lie if someone willingly allowed themselves to be examined like a dead pig.
The elf princess blushed, catching her breath slightly, but she merely stared at Duanmu Huai, silent.
“Apologies, I just wanted to make sure you haven’t been bitten.”
Noticing the elf princess’s gaze, Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders, handing over the clothing in his hands. The princess took the clothes without a word, dressed hastily. Meanwhile, Duanmu Huai looked around again, asking another question.
“By the way, I heard an Archbishop was captured too, where is he?”
Soon, a dry, weary voice echoed from another cell. Turning his gaze, Duanmu Huai saw a bloody, skeletal, bald old man leaning against the wall. Seeing Duanmu Huai, he couldn’t help but give a wry smile.
“I thought…you’d forgotten about me……”