Chapter 62

"Indeed, the way he wields his sword is very familiar." For some reason, when Xiao Bai first saw it, this thought popped into his head. However, as one question was resolved, another immediately surfaced. "Why is he helping me?" "Damn, meddling in other people's affairs!" The vampire in the wolf-skin outfit struggled to press down on the succubus protagonist's longsword, but then he was surprised to find that the succubus protagonist's strength was not weaker than his, and even seemed to be a bit stronger. Realizing that he couldn't overpower her with strength alone, the wolf-skin vampire suddenly stepped back, drew his longsword, and lunged at the succubus protagonist. As the succubus protagonist prepared to parry his sword, the lunge changed. The wolf-skin vampire's wrist turned, changing the lunge to a thrust, aiming for the succubus protagonist's wrist. "Didn't hit again?" However, this combination of rapid attack, feint, and change of move still didn't work. As the opponent changed his move, the succubus protagonist's arm retracted, evading the attack. "Damn, bastard!" The wolf-skin vampire seemed to be enraged by the succubus protagonist's easy handling of two consecutive attacks—especially since, while fighting him, the succubus protagonist didn't forget to talk to Xiao Bai: "Are you an idiot?!" While shouting this, the succubus protagonist swung her sword, slicing through the opponent's leather outfit. "Believe whatever others say." This time, it was the sleeve—originally, the target was the artery in the forearm, but the opponent's dodging speed was also fast. "Do whatever others tell you to do—" The wolf-skin vampire roared, tearing off his heavily damaged leather outfit, revealing a well-built upper body. After that, his speed and reaction time increased significantly, temporarily overwhelming the succubus protagonist—of course, this was while the succubus protagonist was distracted, talking to Xiao Bai: "Now, if others want you to die, will you obediently go to your death?!" The next moment, silver light flashed, and several throwing knives sliced through the air, heading towards the wolf-skin vampire— the vampire hurriedly retreated, swinging his sword to parry the knives— but he couldn't— his longsword was immobilized— the vampire looked in surprise at the succubus protagonist's left hand, which was glowing with a dark golden light of mithril. After throwing the knives, the succubus protagonist quickly put on mithril claws, then advanced, using her left hand to grab the vampire's longsword, and then thrust. The mithril longsword pierced through the wolf-skin vampire's chest, breaking two of his ribs, and then his heart. "Ah, ah..." The wolf-skin vampire looked at the succubus protagonist in great surprise, opening his mouth to say something. But all that came out of his mouth was blood. Amidst the shocked cries of the other vampires, the succubus protagonist withdrew her longsword, stepped back, and kicked the still swaying, unwilling to fall, wolf-skin vampire, then swung her sword to shake off the blood onto the snow. With the "thud" of the wolf-skin vampire hitting the ground, the succubus protagonist turned to Xiao Bai: "So, Xiao Bai, draw your sword. Let me see if you can still be saved, or I'll kill you myself!" Xiao Bai, for the third time in his life, was speechless. Looking at the succubus protagonist's glaring eyes, he couldn't say a word, "Why?" In front of him, the succubus protagonist looked very serious. Despite not knowing her for long, Xiao Bai found it hard to believe that this person could say such serious things. This was far from the image of the succubus protagonist he remembered. Whether it was the rogue mercenary or the bastard mage, neither of them would say such things. How could such a person say such things? It was too funny. Thinking of this, Xiao Bai smiled. "Brat." The succubus protagonist also smiled. The two of them laughed louder and louder, quickly turning into uncontrollable laughter. "Alright... I am indeed an idiot." While saying this with a smile, Xiao Bai drew his sword—not the decorative one from before, but the vampire sword that shone brightly in the gladiator tournament: "But, no matter how stupid, I can't be that stupid—Mage, what contract do you want to sign this time?" "Free." The succubus protagonist answered: "Consider it a rare act of kindness, just this once, no more." "..." After a slight pause, Xiao Bai quietly said, "Thank you." If you're an idiot, just empty your mind and don't think too much—making this decision, Xiao Bai really seemed like an idiot, roaring as he charged towards the vampires, who outnumbered them by dozens. "They killed Eidal! They killed Eidal in just a few rounds!" Among the vampires, someone shouted in terror. "So what, there are only two of them! We have so many people, so—" The next moment, the vampire who said this couldn't finish his sentence. Xiao Bai's longsword easily cut off his head. "A purely cannon fodder statement." The protagonist laughed, then joined the battle, the terrifying killer with sword and claws once again dancing the dance of death among the crowd— Vampires, vampires. Strong, well-trained, and talented. In sufficient numbers. But. That's all. Except for the initial Eidal, who could barely hold his own against the succubus protagonist, the rest were all cannon fodder... even considering their race, they were at best high-level cannon fodder. Roaring, roaring, piercing with the longsword, tearing with the claws, crushing their skulls, and trampling their bodies. More enjoyable than any previous battle, more satisfying than any previous battle— Previously, the two had experience fighting together against the winter wolves. But compared to the siege a few days ago, this battle was more intense and more difficult—the vampires were much smarter, more skilled, and better coordinated than the winter wolves. But this wasn't a big problem. The fully powered succubus protagonist was not something a 4th-level mage could compare to. After countless battles in the Abyss over the past half year, he had become an excellent warrior. The coordination between warriors was much better than between a warrior and a mage. By instinct, by intuition, by experience—despite it being their first time fighting together, the two had unexpectedly high coordination. They covered each other, supported each other, and attacked together. The combination of the vampire and the succubus, two swords and one claw, handled the dozens of vampires with ease. Kill, kill, kill—constantly killing the vampires who dared to approach them. Blood, bodies, blood, bodies, blood, bodies. In just a short time, the snow was littered with over a dozen twitching bodies. In contrast, the succubus protagonist and Xiao Bai were spotless. Overwhelming advantage. The difference in strength was too great. "You're doing well, Xiao Bai." "Not bad." "Then, let's attack!" "Alright—let's also see who kills more—" After saying this, the two split up, attacking the vampires from different directions. After their numbers were reduced to a certain extent, the enemy formation was no longer enough to stop them. Surprise. When the vampires saw the succubus protagonist charging at them, they were surprised. It was natural to be surprised when the outnumbered side took the initiative to attack the outnumbered side. However, the body, trained and battle-hardened, reacted before the mind. The vampire who was first in the line, while surprised, swung his scimitar at the succubus protagonist. Immediately, his scimitar was caught by the succubus protagonist's claw. A force was transmitted through the blade, and the succubus protagonist pulled him towards himself— "Opportunity." The vampire pretended to be panicked, lost balance, and fell, but in reality, he had already secretly drawn a dagger, preparing to pounce on the succubus protagonist and strike. But before he could, his neck was kicked by the succubus protagonist. With a "crack," the vampire's neck was broken, his head tilted at a strange and comical angle, and he died. "Judgment was correct, timing was accurate. The only mistake was the strength comparison. Well, that's the basics. In the end, still an idiot." Looking at the slightly unyielding enemy, the succubus protagonist thought. Then came the second idiot, the third, the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh. The number of enemies killed by the succubus protagonist's sword and claws kept increasing. Meanwhile, Xiao Bai was encountering a bit of trouble. It seemed that the vampires felt the succubus protagonist was hard to deal with, so many of them targeted Xiao Bai. Whether they wanted to take advantage or implement a strategy of killing the weaker one first and then surrounding the succubus protagonist, Xiao Bai was now in a bit of danger. Seven vampire warriors surrounded him, three using short weapons like scimitars and longswords, and four using long weapons like halberds and spears. These guys seemed to often work together, surrounding enemies, so they were quite threatening, and their combat power multiplied several times— if it were an opponent of Xiao Bai's level, they would have lost badly in such a siege. But the problem was, they were surrounding Xiao Bai, who had a sub-artifact level vampire sword in his hand. "Damn! I clearly hit him, with such a severe injury, he shouldn't..." Thus, one, two, three. Using a strategy of trading injuries for life, Xiao Bai quickly cleared the enemies responsible for close combat. Then, he launched a close-range assault on the enemies using long weapons—thanks to the vampire sword, the blood, stamina, and injuries he had lost were all restored. The process was different, but the result was similar. The succubus protagonist and Xiao Bai each defeated their respective opponents. A few, a dozen, dozens. As the bodies on the ground increased, the vampires' morale naturally declined. By the end, they suddenly realized that their companions were down to less than twenty. ... After venting my frustrations in a single chapter, I received many enthusiastic replies from readers in the afternoon. Most were positive and encouraging. The number of recommendation votes also increased significantly. Many readers also offered valuable suggestions. Thank you all for your support! I will consider these suggestions. I will also continue to finish this book. Thank you all! Additionally, thank you to the readers ang3456987, Touch Devil, 20d1, Heiheiya1250, and Rookie High Flyer for their generous donations. 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