Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 490: Barrier of Despair
As Noshir swung the axe vigorously, the giant blade of the Slaughter Axe instantly scraped a string of straight sparks on the wall beside him! Then, within the next 0.1 second, it suddenly attacked Kazador with a huge wind pressure!

This process was as fast as lightning! In just a moment, Noshier's body changed from being extremely still to extremely moving! He instantly crossed a distance of 20 to 30 meters! He attacked directly! He showed an extremely terrifying explosive power!
Even in the entire world of Toril, there are not many people who can do this with such exaggerated performance as Enochir! Not to mention being able to dodge this move!

But! Cazador is, after all, a vampire lord who has lived for more than 500 years! He is one of the few powerful people standing at the top of the ecological chain of the vampire race!
Although Cazador had too strong racial talents and the fact that vampires hide during the day and come out at night, and because of the high-level vampires' low-key and respectable habits and dislike of brutal fighting, he had not accumulated much combat experience at the same level.

But when the sharp blade of Noshir's battle axe broke through the stone of the wall beside him, about to hit his eye socket and directly cut off 1/3 of his head! He still instinctively disintegrated his body in an instant! He turned into thousands of bats in the blood mist, bursting all over the sky!

Relying on the [Mist Bat Form] that only high-level vampire lords could master, Cazador successfully avoided Noshir's fatal attack, but the price he paid was just a dozen bat incarnations that blocked the attack path and had no time to dodge.

Although these dead bats will never be able to integrate into his body again, Cazador will be weak for a period of time after recovering his body and must absorb a large amount of blood to make up for it, but compared to Noshir directly chopping off their heads, this is just a small price to pay, it can be said that it is as light as it can be.

But Cazador obviously didn't think so! At this moment, he didn't feel lucky at all for having escaped a disaster. On the contrary, his cold heart was filled with incomparable anger!
After Cazador overthrew his former master and regained his freedom, he has been dominating for more than 200 years!

During these 200 years, he enjoyed an incomparable noble status every day! He enjoyed the stimulation brought to him by violence and torture! He was used to using fear and majesty to create supreme power!

He had gotten used to this kind of life, and to the position of being the master! He could not - and did not want to experience the darkness that had happened to him again! He wanted to continue to maintain this kind of rule, for the rest of his life, thousands of years, tens of thousands of years!

But Noshir, the damned bastard from hell, came so suddenly, violently smashed his own gate, broke into his own castle, and trampled underfoot the majesty that he had spent more than 200 years to build up with fear and torture!
Now, when he proposed to negotiate, he was so dismissive of his words! Without any pre-war communication, he suddenly attacked him! He even dared to destroy his noble body! There was no respect at all!

At this time, Cazador was completely overwhelmed by the anger in his heart! So he directly made the most regrettable and wrong action in his life!

That is, he did not rely on his advantage of turning into mist and bats to escape from the castle without looking back and hide in the dense forests, wilderness or cracks in the rocks of Dust Eagle Mountain. On the contrary, Kazador chose to resist! He chose to fight back!
When Noshir's battle axe slashed through Kazador's body, through the mist and bats, and rushed into Kazador's body, Kazador immediately seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! He furiously showed his sharp teeth and fangs! He opened his mouth wide and desperately bit Noshir's body in the blood mist!

Kazador's idea was very simple, so simple that there were only two steps in total. First, use the fangs in bat form to break through Noshir's defense. Second, use the blood mist that permeated his body to drain every drop of blood from his body!

Cazador was confident that this plan would definitely succeed! After all, it was just a few bite wounds on his body? How difficult could such a thing be? He had full confidence in his fangs! Vampire fangs were very sharp and were their natural weapons for survival. A normal vampire's fangs could even bite off a fine steel sword with full strength, and the fangs of a vampire lord like him were even more terrifying.

His teeth are harder than steel and sharper than a spear! The two longest fangs are even comparable to pure gold! With such sharp teeth, there is absolutely no humanoid creature in the world that can block them with just its own flesh!

Although what Noshier was facing were not his own fangs, there was no difference between the fangs of the bat incarnation and his own fangs! If there was any difference, it was only in size, but in terms of strength, there was no difference at all!
Such fangs could definitely easily break through his unarmored body! As long as they could break through his skin, Kazador could easily make hundreds of cuts on Noshir's body! And the next second after those wounds appeared, he would drain his blood, turning this unreasonable man into a mummy in an instant! He would die on the spot!
Cazador will prove that the fame and reputation he has gained these days are all illusions that are not worth mentioning! This rude man will ruin his life because of his recklessness! Welcome the most miserable failure of his life!

Could it be that these bats, which were transformed from his true form, could not bite open the monster's skin and blood vessels?

...That's what Cazador thought, however, the reality did not go according to his idea.

When his body turned into a swarm of bats, surrounding Noshir and biting his exposed muscular arms, wings, and upper body covered only with cloth with their fangs bared, Cazador, who had already split into a collective consciousness, had only one thought in his head.

Tough!

So tough!

That kind of tough and solid feeling shouldn't appear on mortals! What kind of feeling is that? ! The hardness is comparable to the scales of an ancient dragon, but it can stretch and retract freely! It looks like ordinary skin, but the solid taste tells Cazador that it is not skin at all!

Just when a hundred thousand question marks popped up in Cazador's mind, as if he could not understand everything that was happening in front of him at all, Noshir did not tolerate him at all and started the next step directly!

(End of this chapter)