Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 491 The End of Violence
As early as the moment when Kazador transformed himself into mist and bats to avoid the attack and made the battle axe miss, and at the same time realized that Kazador wanted to fight back and put it into practice, Noshir's extremely terrifying fighting instinct immediately made him think of the next offensive strategy.

When Kazador manipulated his body to transform into a bat and was about to pounce on him, Noshir's right foot immediately moved forward and stepped forward! It was embedded in the solid and smooth marble floor of the castle! Instantly, an extremely conspicuous shoe print was left!

His body immediately supported by his right leg, and he quickly turned sideways! He twisted his waist! He spun! His whole body was like a discus thrower! And that discus was the giant axe that Noshier held with both hands!
From the beginning to the completion of this action, it took Noshier less than 0.5 seconds! And in this less than 0.5 seconds! His body directly became a spring that was stretched to the extreme! Even the muscles of his whole body became tighter because of this! But he did not burst out this power immediately! Instead, he deliberately stopped for a moment!

And because of this momentary pause! Cazador had already crashed nearly 1/3 of the bat incarnations onto his sculpture-like body! The remaining 2/3 were all stacked up on top of the first layer of bats!

The distance between the two was so close that it couldn't be any closer! And this was exactly what Noshier wanted! When the bats on the first layer used their fangs to bite his dragon-scale-like, layered muscle surface! And he was squeezed by the bats of the later generations and could not move, and almost completely lost his ability to move! The next moment, Noshier finally kicked away the partition that blocked the boulder!
The next second, the next moment! Noshier directly released all the power he had accumulated in that moment! Completely and without reservation!
The whole person began to spin rapidly at that moment! Move sideways! Swipe violently without reservation! Like a sudden tornado, sweeping up all the bats and blood mist!
Even at the moment when his body started to move, his muscles were agitated, breaking countless bat fangs! He used his body to drive an endless gust of wind, and he himself was the most critical eye of the wind!
Because this was the ultimate whirlwind attack he used, like a storm! In the courtyard, he relied on this move, as well as the fear enchantment attached to the battle axe, to eliminate the werewolves of a small tribe in such a short time!
As long as Noshier doesn't want to stop! Then this storm will never stop! And if something is unlucky enough to hit his body in the center, no matter what it is, there will only be one ending!

Either they turned into crushed stone powder! Or they turned into bloody and fleshy residue! And poor Kazador obviously faced the latter ending! His bats were constantly smashed and chopped by Noshir! But they could never escape the eye of the storm!

The more they flapped their wings and tried to get away from the storm, the more the deadly centrifugal force pulled them all the way to death in the middle! Only the broken stones, blood and flesh that had been chopped and smashed could be thrown to the outermost edge of the storm by Noshier!

But for Cazador, that only meant death. Giving up the struggle was equal to death. Struggling desperately could only delay death! He had never encountered such a desperate situation! But he really had no other choice!

He had never faced such an enemy before! This was not a fighting skill that a normal creature could display! He had no way to deal with it at all! Death seemed to be a destined outcome! Now his only hope was...

"How could I... possibly... die... here... just like that! "

Cazador struggled with all his might, and his struggle finally got a response. After fighting against the storm for just two seconds, Cazador finally found a glimmer of hope.

He keenly sensed the wind direction in the storm, and used his last bit of consciousness and strength to gather the last small group of bat bodies, and then directly followed the direction of Noshir's body rotation, and the whole group gathered to the top of Noshir's body!

Because this place is the safest place! His ridiculously large battle axe cannot reach here, and the horizontally rotating storm cannot instantly turn vertical. The huge centrifugal force he created will hold the monster tightly, buying Cazador a little time to recover his body!

This time may be one second, or maybe two seconds. Cazador no longer dares to hope for more possibilities. The only thing he wants to do now is to quickly recover his body, and then use the power of his body to quickly get away from this horrible monster!

After he was a certain distance away, he immediately changed back into bat form and hid in the dense forest in the mountains. The farther away from the monster, the better! It would be best if he never saw him again in his life!
"Success... Success!" Two seconds! He spent two seconds to successfully gather enough bats from the outer storm, and then spent another second to quickly gather all the bats into the main body!

Kazador is now flying in the eye of the storm! After recovering his body, the storm created by Noshir can no longer control him! Now he just needs to fly away and escape from the castle window! He can!!!

"Want to go?"

Just when Kazador was about to seize the glimmer of hope and fly away from this dangerous place, a hand as strong as copper and iron grabbed his calf from below and nailed him in the air! And the next moment!
"Let's just have some fun!"

"Do not!!!"

It took less than two seconds for Noshil to completely overcome the centrifugal force. He flew over and grabbed Cazador's calf in an instant, and then his whole body fell to the ground like a huge rock falling from the edge of a cliff!

At the same time, the moment he landed, he instantly pulled down and grabbed Cazador's left arm! He was like a pancake! He slammed hard on the already broken ground! A large piece of cruel blood flower burst out!
But at this time, Noshir seemed to be in a playful mood. He did not stop because he knew that with the vitality of a vampire, this level of trauma was not considered a serious injury.

But in fact, for a vampire, any non-fatal injury is not considered a serious injury. Even if a wooden stake pierces the heart, the vampire will only fall into paralysis of the whole body.

Generally speaking, it still depends on the severity of the external trauma, but for Cazador...

Nohill looked around. Although the battle did not last long, almost all the spectators who should have come had arrived. At least Nohill saw the white-haired man in the crowd outside at a glance, and saw the trembling of disbelief in his eyes.

In fact, it wasn't just him. The expressions of all the other derivatives were almost the same, but they didn't dare to step forward and could only watch silently.

"It might be rough next, but no matter what, you have to hold back... Don't die in my hands."

(End of this chapter)