The First Vampire-Chapter 714 - : 712 Transformation_1

Chapter 714: 712 Transformation_1

Bang!

The Paladin Knight was punched in the chest by the Holy Warrior.

The terrifying impact was far more than what the armor could withstand, even the Holy Light that protected his entire body melted like snow under this blow.

Without inhibition, the fist penetrated into the heart of the Paladin Knight, exiting from his back.

Shi!

When the fist was withdrawn, the Paladin Knight felt as if his entire strength had been sucked away.

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He fell weakly onto his knees, only by leaning on his sword did he not completely collapse.

A great amount of blood gushed out like a fountain, everything in front of him started to blur.

Right before he lost all consciousness, the Paladin Knight saw the Holy Warrior rushing to the center of the Magic Array, throwing a punch at Mage Cusius.

A burst of intense green light erupted in the room and the body of the Holy Warrior hesitated for a moment.

But it was only for a moment.

The next second, the Holy Warrior’s fist still struck Mage Cusius’s skull.

Pop!

Like a smashed watermelon, Mage Cusius’s whole skull burst open.

In that instant, the entire Magic Array emitted a strange wail.

The cocoon-like object above Mage Cusius’s head, which seemed to have life, instantly burst boosting out green rays.

Time seemed to accelerate instantly, then return to normal.

The designs of the Magic Array on the ground became completely dim, and the flames in the entirety of Huorong City also seemed to lose their power, no longer spreading.

Looking at all this, the Paladin Knight knew that today’s mission was bound to fail.

From now on, the Church would be completely suppressed by the Nobles.

The glory of the Supreme Lord might not shine as brightly anymore.

But what was strange was that he didn’t feel much frustration or disappointment, instead, an inexplicable lightness welled up deep inside him.

It’s over.

Bang!

The bodies of the Paladin Knight and Mage Cusius almost simultaneously fell to the ground.

…

“What’s going on?”

Amidst the ruins of the castle, Mage Kurd who was fighting fiercely with Colin, suddenly retreated to a distance tens of meters away, his blood-red eyes filled with uncertainty, staring in the direction of the warehouse in the distance.

He knew the location where his son Cusius was preparing the “Eyes of Judgement,” but the sudden burst of power was still shocking.

Colin collected his sword leisurely, sa, without any panic:

“Didn’t I tell you? I had seen through your plan a long time ago. Did you really think I had no guard against that guy Cusius?”

“No, impossible!” Kurd shook his head repeatedly as if he could not believe his son had failed or that he might even be dead.

Subsequently, however, the extinguishment of the city’s flames and the disappearance of the arcane fluctuations, made Kurd nonetheless had to accept this fact.

“No! It can’t be…it can’t be!” Kurd’s emotions suddenly became manic.

He turned around and bolted in the direction of the warehouse, as if he no longer wanted to entangle himself with Colin anymore.

But Colin was not going to easily let him go, he immediately brandished his sword and charged at him.

Kurd had to turn back to confront him.

But the unease and terror in his heart fermented further, causing his emotions to become even more crazed.

“No! Impossible! I cannot fail! I can’t lose! You must die! All of you— die for me!”

Instantly, Mage Kurd emitted a large burst of mana power from his body, surging up like flames.

Boom!

The invisible fire blasted open and spread all around like ripples.

There was another terrifying surge of energy within the ruins of the castle, causing its remaining structures to quickly melt like ice under a scorching sun, until completely disappeared.

A round area of several hundred meters had been entirely flattened.

Unable to resist, Colin retreated a few steps, raising his sword to block the terrible flames rushing towards him.

But the anticipated burning sensation didn’t come. Instead, he was caught off guard by an immense pressure—

Not physical pressure, but a threat to the soul!

Roar—

Opposite, the mage Kurd let out a roar that was unlike any human.

It was as if a terrifying beast had finally been awakened from deep slumber.

His body visibly swelled at an alarming rate. His mage robe had long since burst at the seams, the skin on his body also tearing apart, then swiftly healing, only to be torn apart again.

Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters…

Colin watched the transformation of Kurd with amazement. Accompanied by a rush of shock was a familiar sensation, as if he had seen this somewhere before…

Orc Emperor Saruman!

Colin finally remembered where he had this familiar sensation before.

It was during the battle in the Luwal Valley where the berserk Emperor Saruman had once given him a similar feeling of pressure!

But going berserk was a specialty of orc skull-shatterers, so how could a human go berserk?

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Before Colin had a chance to ponder, a large cloud of black shadow bloomed and spread from Kurd’s colossal body.

Whizz whizz whizz—

Countless black threads whizzed around like fleeting light, coming from all directions towards Colin.

From afar, the large number of black threads appeared to form a huge skull, taking a bite at the tiny Colin in front.

Crack!

In an instant, Colin’s body was entirely swallowed by the black skull.

“Hahaha…”

Kurd let out a series of extremely wild laughter, seeming to take delight in finally destroying this tough opponent.

But before he could gloat for long, a calm voice came from within the black skull.

“What on earth are you?”

Buzz-

The black skull began to vibrate violently. Lines of golden cracks appeared on it, as if something was surging out from within.

Kurd the mage roared, seemingly more furious. Under his full-force operation, more black threads piled up, trying to suppress the Holy Light back inside.

“Die! All of you, die! You all must die!”

Kurd’s voice was filled with infinite fanaticism and morbidity, as if he had reached the brink of complete insanity.

Regardless, the surging Holy Light was still permeating from beneath the black threads.

Slowly but firmly tearing apart these layers of darkness.

Boom!

The countless black threads suddenly exploded. The night sky was suddenly filled with a blinding golden light, as dazzling as a midday sun.

In an instant, under the glowing sphere of light, all of Huorong City shone splendidly like it was day.

Within the golden holy light, Colin had transformed completely.

The duke’s ceremonial dress he had worn earlier had disintegrated, and his entire body had swelled to an approximate height of ten meters. Of course, compared to the even more colossal Kurd, Colin surprisingly seemed a bit small.

However, the massive golden wings that extended more than ten meters to both sides behind him draped Colin in an unrivaled holy glow.

It was as if an angel had descended!

Colin’s icy gaze rested on Kurd, as if decreeing the other’s fate:

“Sinner, accept your judgement!”