first wizarding world war.

Chapter 44: Worshiping the Ronites
Addison had just activated his fighting spirit and used all his strength to block the incoming bullets. How could he have any energy left to resist the blood-sucking hatchet?

Under the violent amplification of the blood flame energy, the extraordinary detective's vitality gushed out like a tidal wave and was devoured by the blood-sucking hand axe.

Addison was much stronger than Wells, and he was still able to put up a desperate fight. He used his fighting spirit to resist the devouring power of the blood flame energy. He also recognized Charlotte and shouted, "It's you!"

Charlotte smiled without answering, she drew out the Blood Rose sword again, shook it lightly, and attacked with three fierce sword strikes.

If it was a normal sword duel, ten Charlottes might not be Addison's match. His swordsmanship was quite mediocre, he had only learned it but not mastered it. Addison's swordsmanship was very powerful, ruthless and experienced, and he had been tempered by actual combat.

But Addison fell into the trap and was seriously injured. How could he resist Charlotte who was holding an extraordinary blood-sucking weapon and had the ability of insight?
Charlotte pierced Addison's body easily. Even though Addison had the fire fighting spirit protecting his body, he could no longer resist. He collapsed to the ground, his eyes full of resentment and hatred.

The two blood-sucking weapons absorbed the essence of life at the same time, which suddenly lifted Charlotte's spirits. She shouted, "Why don't you do it now!"

At his urging, another twenty or thirty adventurers rushed out and joined the battle.

Winterbourne was shocked and angry. Although he was surrounded by five adventurers, he was still measured in his attack. Seeing Addison being killed in an instant, how could he not know that these people were coming for them? Was this a targeted trap?

This fourth-rank knight knew the danger, and he unleashed his fighting spirit without reservation. His cultivation was even higher than Addison's, and he immediately forced the five adventurers who were besieging him to retreat.

At this time, Charlotte absorbed the life essence sent back by the vampire sword while pulling out the vampire hand axe, activating the blood flame energy, and threw the hand axe again.

The small blood-sucking hand axe fluttered and slashed towards him quickly!

Winterbourne saw with his own eyes that Charlotte killed Addison with this strange weapon. He did not dare to underestimate it. With the flames of fighting spirit spreading, and combined with his superb swordsmanship, he broke Fei Zhan's vampire hand axe with one sword.

After the blood-sucking hand axe was blown away, it circled in the air and chopped down again, as agile as a flying bird.

There had never been such a strange fighting technique in the Old World. Winterbourne did not dare to advance rashly for a moment. He stabbed his sword in a circle and protected himself from wind and rain.

When the adventurers saw that Charlotte had such extraordinary powers, they became more confident, more motivated, and threw themselves into the battle.

Charlotte manipulated the blood-sucking hatchet so elusively that she attracted most of Winterbourne's attention.

While manipulating the blood-sucking hand axe, he quickly digested the life essence he had swallowed.

At this moment, if you can improve your strength a little, you will have a better chance of winning.

Addison is a third-level transcendent, his vitality is as blazing as flames, more powerful and stronger than Wells.

Charlotte wrapped Addison's life essence with bloody glory and activated the Protagoras breathing method. After thirty-five breaths, the vampire sword stopped vibrating and no more breath of life came.

He drew out his vampire rapier, letting Addison's body fall to the ground, and glanced casually at the weapon in his hand.

The craftsmanship, quality, and design of this newly acquired magic rapier were all extraordinary, but there were countless tiny gaps on the blade. It was not "slightly damaged" as Louis Simi said, but rather it was severely damaged.

The former owner of this Blood Rose must have fought countless battles in his life, otherwise a magical weapon of such quality would never have been destroyed to this extent.

Charlotte recalled the scene where Louis was very enthusiastic in showing the inscription but did not draw his sword at all, and cursed in her heart: "What a profiteer!" She subconsciously poured bloody glory into the blade, but saw a strange scene!
The magic dagger was silent for a moment, then it let out a clear whistle, and the blade became slightly liquefied. The broken gaps repaired themselves, as if it had just been sharpened and was as bright as water.

His heart was shocked and he had no time to think about what this change meant.

The next second, the magic dagger heated up slightly, turned into a stream of blood and merged into the left arm, and the fourth bloody vortex quietly took shape.

Charlotte's mood at this moment could no longer be described as shocked.

Each magical weapon that can change its shape is of extraordinary quality and is extremely expensive.

Shanlunshi's spear can be transformed into a ring for the owner to carry with him, which is already top-notch stuff.

This magic rapier can repair itself and create a bloody vortex, allowing Bloody Glory to break through to the fourth level! It must be more precious.

For a moment, if Charlotte had not been on the run and had no channels to sell this extraordinary weapon, she would have wanted to sell it again and make a huge profit.

However, this vampire sword Blood Rose can repair itself and hide in the bloody vortex. It is really a perfect self-defense weapon, and Charlotte is reluctant to sell it.

He shook his wrist slightly, and the blood rose reappeared in his hand. He thought to himself, "What a pity! My swordsmanship is so mediocre that I cannot become a swordsmanship master even if I have a magic weapon in my hand."

Although Winterbourne was under siege and was entangled with an elusive blood-sucking hand axe, he was a fourth-level knight after all and was still able to gain the upper hand.

The remaining five detectives were no match for this group of adventurers. Under the siege of dozens of adventurers, two of them were shot dead and three were captured alive.

That's how combat works, it's hard to guarantee that no one will die.

Winterbourne had not expected the situation to deteriorate to such an extent, and could not help but shouting: "We are detectives from the Fiery Horse Detective Agency. Aren't you afraid of the Fiery Horse Detective Agency?"

Charlotte immediately responded: "Sorry! We are from Byron."

Winterbourne cried in horror: "Are you spies?"

This time, Charlotte didn't need to answer. All the adventurers agreed one after another: "Yes, we are spies, spies of Byron!"

No one wanted to offend the Wild Horse Detective Agency, so Charlotte talked nonsense and the adventurers admitted it, hoping to direct the conflict to the Byron people.

Winterbourne's heart sank suddenly. He believed it about 80%. Charlotte used the vampire's secret method and blood-sucking weapons. Wells and Addison had their vitality sucked dry. He really had some of the style of a vampire. He dared not hold back any more. The flames of his fighting spirit surged. His rapier once again broke the blood-sucking hand axe away, and he circled around and killed the two leaders of the small adventure groups that were besieging him.

With one successful move, Winterbourne broke through the encirclement and, urged by Dou Qi Valley, he moved as fast as a galloping horse and escaped from the battle in the blink of an eye.

Charlotte watched the man run away and could only sigh in regret and give up chasing him.

Although he devoured Addison's life essence, broke through the third level, was promoted again, and had several superpowers, he was a civilian after all and was not good at fighting. If he chased after him alone, his ending might not be good.

(End of this chapter)