Chapter 64: The dragon’s blood has become an ocean, the dragon’s bones are like mountains, we will never let you escape again!
When the high-pressure water gun flushed out the little remaining dragon blood in his body, the vampire Count looked even more haggard.
At this moment, all he had left in his heart was regret.
No matter who you mess with, you shouldn't mess with this little wizard.
Beneath the harmless appearance, there is clearly a heart as cold as iron!
It is somewhat ironic that the vampire, who lives by sucking blood, is now almost dying from being bled to death.
He could even feel that Death was smiling at him.
But at this moment, the crisp sound of water drops falling to the ground was heard, awakening the vampire Count's last desire for life.
He pointed tremblingly at the swimming pool that had begun to overflow with blood, and made a weak sound.
"It's full, it's full..."
Charles also turned to look at the swimming pool and suddenly realized.
“Oh, it’s full.”
"Okay, I see."
"Then it won't be watery anymore. It's too watery. It feels like there really isn't much left."
Then he released the high-pressure water gun.
The Vampire Count showed ecstasy on his face at having escaped from a desperate situation.
But the next moment, Ciel's wand was pointed at him.
The sharp edge of the night burst out from the tip of the wand again, nailing it to the ground.
The vampire lord widened his eyes and stared at Charles.
"you……"
"You lied to me……"
Ciel grinned.
"You're a hundreds-year-old vampire. Please don't be so naive."
"Since I have offended you to death, of course I have to kill you. This is the safest way."
"Otherwise, what if you get some powerful magic item, or master some powerful spell, and come to seek revenge on me again?"
"I, Ciel, have always been cautious in doing things."
Immediately, Charles looked indifferent and collected the dragon blood drawn from the vampire Count.
Then he waved his wand.
A ball of light that only Ciel could see floated towards the Vampire Count.
When Charles reached the entrance of the alley, the Lightless Sun Spell erupted, radiating endless light and heat within a ten-meter radius centered on the vampire lord.
Although Charles did not use his full strength to release the Lightless Sun Spell in order to avoid making too much noise.
But for dark creatures, the Lightless Sun is extremely restraining in itself, and it also has the ability to break magic. The vampire's resistance to magic is useless in front of it.
In addition, the vampire lord is now so weak that even Muggles can kill him. A weakened version of the Lightless Sun Curse is more than enough to annihilate him.
The body of the vampire lord was annihilated like ashes under the lightless sun, without even a trace of residue left.
Amid the light and heat, only roars filled with resentment could be heard.
"The master will not let you go."
"You devil, I'm waiting for you. You will die a hundred times more miserably than I did!"
In the blink of an eye, the roar was silenced.
But suddenly, a warning sign struck Charles' heart.
He turned his head and saw a faint flash of blood appear in his field of vision, along with a sense of oppression that was much stronger than that of the Vampire Count.
The source of the blood light was a blood-colored pentagram magic circle, floating in the air, which was quite strange.
Ciel clenched his mithril wand tightly, his expression solemn.
Then, a shadow was projected from the blood-colored pentagram magic circle.
In the shadow, there was a vast sea of blood, extremely sticky, drowning everything in sight.
With Charles' familiarity with dragon blood, even if what appeared before his eyes was just a phantom, he could recognize that all the blood in this sea of blood was dragon blood!
Not only that, in addition to dragon blood, in the sea of blood, you can also see complete dragon bones floating in it among the waves.
A rough estimate shows that at least several thousand fire dragons died!
grunt.
Ciel couldn't help but swallow, and his breathing quickened.
At this moment, a coffin emerged from the shadow.
The sense of oppression becomes stronger through the phantom.
The low and cold voice passed through the shadow and reached Charles' ears.
"You killed my servant?"
"He served me for a long time and was very capable. I spent a lot of dragon blood to train him, but now he died in your hands."
"Do you know what mistake you made?"
Charles lowered his head and took a deep breath. The virtual scene before his eyes and the oppressive feeling emanating from it had a great shock on him.
"Yes Yes Yes."
"Yeah."
Charles moved his lips with difficulty, lowered his head and uttered these words.
And in the shadow, the being in the coffin seemed quite satisfied with Charles' attitude of bowing his head, trembling, and admitting his mistakes. His tone softened a little, and even the oppressive feeling he exuded was reduced a little.
"Little wizard, it seems that you are very aware of the current situation." Charles lowered his head and continued.
"Yes Yes Yes."
The being in the coffin said again.
"I have to admit, although my servant is weak, there are not many in the magic world who can kill him."
"It's rare to be able to kill him at your age, even in the ancient times."
"Just like Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort were the protagonists of the last era, it seems that you should be the protagonist of the next era of the wizarding world."
Faced with the praise from this mysterious being, Charles used trembling hands to find a book in the package, and turned the pages tremblingly, making circles and dots with a feather pen, not knowing whether he was recording or looking for something.
"Yeah."
The being in the coffin chuckled, as if he was pleased that a "protagonist of the times" was trembling in fear in front of him.
"Don't be afraid. It's just the death of an insignificant servant. It's nothing compared to you and the news you can bring me."
"I can smell it. Even from this distance, I can smell the strong scent of ancient dragons on you. You must recognize it."
"Tell me its information, and I will give you unimaginable gifts."
"There are some things that even Dumbledore can't get, but I can give them to you!"
Charles was still nodding.
"Yes Yes Yes."
The being in the coffin seemed to have not expected that Charles would agree so readily.
He immediately asked eagerly.
"Then tell me quickly, where is Gu Long?"
"Bring it to me!"
Charles didn't even raise his head and kept flipping through the book.
"Yeah."
The being in the coffin was silent for a moment: "Are you really listening to me?"
Charles: “Yes, yes.”
The being in the coffin became increasingly silent, and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you listening to me, or are you just trying to fool me?"
Charles: “Yes, yes, yes.”
The next moment, the things in the coffin broke through.
"Besides yes, yes, yes and right, right, right, can you say anything else?"
"I'm talking to you, don't you hear me?"
"Tell me the news about Gu Long!"
"Look through books. How do you know how to look through books? As long as you tell me the news about the ancient dragon, I can give you any magic book you want!"
At this moment, Charles' finger stopped at a certain page of the magic book, and joy appeared in his eyes.
"found it!"
Then he answered the question about what was in the coffin.
"The book I'm reading is a little less popular. It contains some less popular spells that are rarely used."
"What I'm looking for is this marking spell, which can mark an object or creature so that it won't be lost."
The beings in the coffin were all stunned for a moment.
He really couldn't understand Ciel's train of thought.
What are young people thinking about nowadays?
Why do you feel crazy?
Could it be that the ancients are about to return, and the protagonists of the era they are born in are affected and go crazy?
After a moment, he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"Marking spell?"
"What do you want to mark?"
At this moment, Charles suddenly looked up, looking at the sea of dragon blood and the mountain of dragon bones in the virtual shadow, he couldn't help swallowing a big mouthful of saliva again, and said faintly with a greedy smile on the corner of his mouth.
“Who else can I tag?”
"Of course I marked you!"
"Dragon blood forms an ocean, dragon bones form a mountain, and there is also a coffin this big that is made of various precious materials. Even the chains that tie the coffin are made of magical metals."
"There's actually such a good place in the magic world?!"
Ciel licked his lips, his eyes full of desire.
"I won't make the same mistake again. I've learned my lesson. If I come across a good buffet restaurant, I'll mark it immediately."
"Don't try to hide, don't try to run away, you can't run away, I will find you no matter where you are!"
The next moment, Charles had already scanned all the marked spells on the spell book.
A deep blue reminder sounded in his mind.
"The host obtains deducible knowledge - the marking spell."
"Do you want to spend 10,000 deduction points to perform the deduction?"
Charles took a deep breath and looked at the scene in the shadow.
"I can't stand it anymore, I really can't stand it anymore..."
"I will never let such a good place slip away from my sight again. I want to possess you, I want to have you all to myself, I want to leave my mark here!"
"Deep Blue, deduce for me!"
(End of this chapter)
