Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 50, Fierce Battle with Vampires

[Explosive Steps]!
In a flash, Chen Hao surged forward like a bolt of deep blue lightning, his warrior-level aura crashing down like a heavy hammer, shaking everyone to their core. His right fist, imbued with a high concentration of battle qi, slammed out with a fierce punch, the gale howling, the force tearing through the air with a deafening explosion!
"Hmph, too slow." Nie Dong sneered, took a step, and his blood energy shot out like an arrow, instantly disappearing from his original spot at a speed that was almost impossible to catch!

The next moment, his figure suddenly appeared behind Chen Hao, his five fingers transformed into claws, wrapped in blood-red light, aiming straight for Chen Hao's vital neck!

"哐——!"

Amidst the intense metallic scraping sound, Chen Hao remained unmoved, his shoulder armor actually blocking this deadly attack! The claws carved several deep marks on the metal surface, but failed to penetrate the armor.

"Hmph!" Chen Hao roared, his body spun to the side, and his left elbow swept out with lightning speed. The elbow strike, imbued with fighting spirit, was as heavy as thunder and slammed into Nie Dong's chest!

"Bang!!"

Nie Dong flew dozens of meters like a kite with a broken string, crashing hard into the outer wall of the villa. With a "bang," the entire wall collapsed!

He leaped up from the ruins, his face turning extremely grim: "Impossible... How can it be so hard? How can you have such strength?"

"You talk too much!" Chen Hao uttered coldly, shifting his feet and drawing the Sea Gold Greatsword from the contract space with both hands.

The raging blue star's fighting spirit poured into it, and the greatsword, as if imbued with an illusory sword shadow, grew to two meters long, its sharpness fully revealed, and slashed down heavily!
Nie Dong glared angrily and swiftly retreated, narrowly avoiding the frontal strike. However, the corner of his clothes was still grazed by the fighting spirit, leaving a scorch mark.

"This guy's armor... is at least a high-grade forged item!" For the first time, he frowned, feeling the pressure.

Just then, lightning exploded in the night sky!

"—Thunder Seal: Wrathful Strike!" Mo Fan stood on the wall, lightning arcs coiling around his arms, and a purple lightning chain suddenly lashed out, precisely wrapping around Nie Dong's calf!
"You're courting death!" Nie Dong roared. Although the lightning did not cause any real damage, it disrupted his rhythm for a moment, and his leg muscles stiffened!
"Take this sword strike!" Chen Hao roared like thunder, channeling his battle qi into the Sea Gold Greatsword. Blue light exploded as he slashed straight at Nie Dong's chest!

"boom!!"

Nie Dong gritted his teeth and gathered blood in his arms to forcefully resist, but he was still shaken back five steps, and the bricks and stones on the ground shattered inch by inch!
Armored and armed against unarmored, two against one, Nie Dong found himself at a severe disadvantage.

Before the grass clippings had even fallen, Chen Hao stepped closer once more.

His boots pounded heavily, each step creating a thunderous roar, like the earth-shaking beat of a drum. Nie Dong, however, moved like a shadow, constantly changing angles, attempting to circle around to Chen Hao's blind spot and launch a fatal blow.

"Roar!!" He roared, his blood energy surging, and he pounced from an extremely low angle, his claws coming together to stab straight at Chen Hao's knee joint!

This is a common armor-breaking tactic used by vampires—targeting the weak points of armor!
"Clang!!"

A muffled bang shattered the night sky. The armor on Chen Hao's left knee closed automatically, and the intricate mechanism activated instantly. Combined with the force of the battle qi's rebound, it forcefully deflected Nie Dong's blood claws!
"This damn tin can, how can it be so hard!" Nie Dong's face darkened, and anger surged within him.

"Try this!" Mo Fan sneered from afar, drawing star trails at lightning speed. The star map flashed, and flames surged in his palm!

"—Fierce Fist - Heaven-Shattering!"

A fiery red giant fist suddenly formed, carrying intense heat and impact, instantly attacking from the flank! Caught off guard, Nie Dong was struck head-on, his body flying backward and crashing heavily into the depths of the villa, flames erupting as the entire building burst into flames! Chen Hao swiftly closed in, leaping high into the air and unleashing a sword strike imbued with the power of his battle qi!
"hiss--!!"

With a low growl, Nie Dong retreated in pain, barely avoiding a fatal slash thanks to the vampire's superhuman mobility and regenerative abilities. He was covered in wounds, but they were healing rapidly.

His eye twitched, and he finally realized the real threat in this battle.

The hunter, whose armor was as imposing as an iron tower, was the suppressor on the main battlefield; while the lightning and fire mage, who roamed the periphery and constantly stirred things up, was the real source of trouble that drove people to their deaths.

—If I don't deal with that mage soon, I'll be worn down to death by this "tin man"!

In the next instant, Nie Dong's figure seemed to be swallowed by the night, disappearing completely, and the surroundings fell into a suffocating silence.

"Be careful!" Chen Hao's eyes narrowed as he sensed the chaotic flow of battle qi around him. Almost instinctively, he quickly formed a light-based star trail with his right hand.

"—Radiance!"

With enhanced high-level control and elemental affinity, the small radiance suddenly exploded beneath his feet like a dazzling platinum halo, like the midday sun tearing through the night and dispelling all shadows!
"Hiss—!" A cry of pain came from the night. Nie Dong, who had been hiding, suddenly appeared. His figure seemed to be forcibly pulled out of the air. Large burn cracks appeared on his face, his skin turned black, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Light energy—the very energy that vampires hate the most!
The attack shattered his shadow, making it impossible for him to remain stealthy.

Realizing this, Nie Dong's expression twisted completely, and for the first time, his eyes revealed genuine killing intent. He no longer concealed the surging power within him; a strange blood aura emanated from his body, as if the blood itself were burning, and a pungent smell of rust filled the air.

"Damn it, he's about to transform!" Mo Fan frowned, quickly retreated to create distance, and lightning arcs wrapped around his fingertips.

Chen Hao also retreated steadily, holding his greatsword horizontally in front of him, his eyes fixed on Nie Dong like a hawk, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Nie Dong's body began to twist violently, his bones emitting a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds—two pairs of hideous fleshy wings rose from his back, his limbs lengthened, and sharp spikes sprouted from his joints. His already pale, handsome face gradually lost its human disguise, turning into a sickly and ferocious red glow, with veins surfacing on his skin like black snakes.

The vampire's true form goes berserk!
“Until now, no one has forced me to use this move.” Nie Dong’s voice became low and hoarse, like a wild beast and a human resonating together. “Tonight, neither of you… will leave alive.”

"Damn disgusting." Mo Fan clicked his tongue, raised his hand and the star trail was formed, with faint lightning crackling.

Before he could finish speaking, Nie Dong disappeared again!

"Left!" Chen Hao roared, his eyes flashing like lightning, almost instinctively using his battle instincts to block with his greatsword!
"Bang—!!!"

A blood-red shadow swept over, its claws like scythes, and slammed heavily into Chen Hao's right arm. The first layer of metal armor was torn apart, producing a piercing tearing sound!
A sharp pain struck, disrupting his fighting spirit. Chen Hao was thrown back five meters, his feet carving two furrows in the ground.

"Damn it, this guy's strength has at least doubled!" he growled, glancing at his right arm, where the heavy armor that could withstand mid-level magic had been torn open with a bloody gash!
"His speed has increased too, my lightning bolts can't lock him down at all!" Mo Fan quickly cast spells, but could only catch ghostly afterimages moving around the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)