《The Aria Chronicles》Kill III
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I did not attack it directly as the idea came to my mind, it is not because I don't have confidence in its working but because I have to choose the perfect path for the knives, so they strike squarely on the Half-Blood Vampire.
It and I stare at each, trying to guess what the other person will do. It knows with Mystic power I am very dangerous, which is why it didn't dare to attack me seeing a knife with Mystic power orbiting around me.
The Shields are floating in front of it, and it has its sword in its hand, ready to strike if the need arises. We were so alert that we became completely statues and only part of our body that is moving our eyes.
They are scanning all over the cave to find the perfect method to attack each other. I don't know about it, but I am going to attack it next moment as I found the perfect path for knives to orbit, which will strike this Half-Blood Vampire.
Suddenly Half-Blood Vampire's eyes constricted as the knives that were orbiting around me started changing direction behind me without breaking out of Mystic, it did not understand how knives are maintaining power despite change in direction but when it did, the knives have already come close to it without it realising
"Fuck!"
Khup Khup Puch Puch...
It cursed loudly and used its all power to move, but it has become too late for it as knives already pierced through its shields and moved toward its heart, but at last moments the bastard was able to move its body a little and knives failed to pierce its heart and made several holes through its chest.
Seeing knives piercing through the non-fatal part of its body, I thought the injury would not be much as it is Viscount which is Half Vampire, with its healing power several small holes in non lethal parts of its body are not a big deal for it.
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But when I looked at its injuries my eyes popped up as the knives had crested fist-size holes in its body, as they, not tiny thin knives but the cannon bullets.
As such, there are Nine such big holes all over its chest and shoulder. It could be said that more than half of its chest had disappeared and also some part of the shoulder.
Receiving such injury, even one pureblood Vampire will become seriously injured much less half-blood.
"Ahhh"
Puch Puch Puch...
As it received such huge injury, it let out a mournful scream and looked at me with eyes that contain all the hatred in world, but next second its screams abruptly stopped, and the eyes that it was looking at me blasted apart along with its head as the knives came back attacked it, this time completely killing it.
With its head blasted off, there is no way in hell it is alive, it is completely dead.
I looked at the body of the Half-Blood Vampire, which had turned into a complete mess; there were huge holes on its chest that one could see on the other side through them and the head which had completely disappeared as it turned into the Bloody gore.
It kept looking at it quite a while before, I took out a bag from storage and stored the body of the Half Vampire along with all the bloody gore before I cleaned the floor of the cave with water of the stream and even after that when I saw the there is still smell on the ground, I directly threw away the bottle of perfume on the ground.
Kach!
As it exploded, enchanting rose fragrance filled the cave, completely down the smell of the blood.
Sigh!
Seeing that, I finally walked to the cave bed and sat down with a sigh, the battle was short, but it was intense and mentally straining that I just wanted to lay on the bed and rest.
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That is what I did, I let myself fall on the bed and watch the ceiling of the cave, there is nothing just a Soul Isolating Rock, but it feels peaceful to look at it.
I looked at it for a while before. I again sat on the bed and fetched the Half-Blood Vampire Dem bag through my telekinesis.
I took the dem bag in my hand and directly stored it inside my storage ring. I would have loved to check it, but it is not the time. I only have a night, and there are lots of things I have to do.
If I open the Dem bag now, I will not be able to control myself to search through until I am completely satisfied. So, I should focus on what I do, and that makes preparation to kill the half Orc as that will be the real challenge.
I walked to the stream, took a short bath despite wanting to stay longer in the stream before taking my simple white dress from my storage, and wearing it. This first time in five days, I wore clothes as all I have to do was practice and fuck.
Now, there is also no need for clothes, but I feel a little awkward without them, so I wore it, and it is not like I am going to train messily, which would make me change my clothes every few hours.
Standing in the middle of the cave, I took out my knives again and started to practice with them. I began with Circular Orbit before I changed it to the Oval, Ellipse, Parabol, Hyperbole.
Though all of the Orbital paths could not be practiced through the constraints of the space, I still practice them.
Currently, the paths of the knives are too rigid and predictable, and one could easily run away from it. Most of my battles are going to happen outside and not close space like the cave.
So, I have to find a way to use Mystic Flexibly, and I already have a rough idea about it, and I called it two changes. First is the transference of the center, which means transferring the center from me to another thing.
These things could be anything, the knife itself, a tree, a boulder or enemy itself, this is the first Change.
The Second Change is changing paths. I want to change the paths of orbit from the circle to ellipse or anything in mid battle in very swift fashion, I want to change it several times in a second.
If I was able to perform the changes at the fast speed, then moving the knives straight line without losing Mystic would not be a problem.
Though doing this would be extremely hard and I have to work my ass to accomplish it, but I am ready as If I am able to do this, then defeating opponents at the level of Richard would become easy as pie for me.
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