books44 Chapter 209 Dracula's Villa: Fear
Chapter 209 Dracula's Villa: Fear
Fear flows in the blood of those who have survived thousands of years of hunting. Its awakening does not depend on the strength of a person's will; it is the animal's instinct for survival.
Asagi could feel the discomfort of his clothes being soaked in blood. He was not afraid of death, otherwise he would not have gambled in the music room on Tsukikage Island whether Kuromon Haruya would save him as promised.
But now it was different; he didn't know why he was experiencing a slight... trembling.
The normally steady muzzle of the gun was toyed with and moved by the dim light. In the endless darkness, there were occasional rustling sounds—to the right? Directly in front?
No, it's on the left!
"Oh!"
He pulled the trigger, and a dark figure disappeared from his peripheral vision. The muffled thud of the bullet hitting something confirmed his judgment, but that was far from enough.
When everything truly quieted down, even his own breathing sounded jarring; Asagi even faintly heard the roar of the ocean waves outside the rock face...
Swah——
In the brief moment of his distraction, the scarlet eyes rapidly approached from afar, so fast that a bloodline remained on his retina!
Asagi only had time to shift slightly to the right to avoid the oncoming impact. He instinctively raised his left arm, and the next second, a huge biting force accompanied by a sharp pain came, almost crushing his bones.
What a strength!
He leaned against the cover and fought back with all his might, but he couldn't move an inch!
Torakura, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, was biting his arm, his sharp, long canines deeply embedded, greedily sucking at the sweet juice. Torakura Daisuke's skin had become smooth and delicate; the signs of aging were still there, but the wrinkles and age spots on his pale face had all faded away.
"vampire."
The three words flashed into his mind, and he stared intently at the completely unconscious Hu Cang. His face darkened, and he finally understood what had happened.
The most urgent task was to find a way to escape. Asagi thought realistically, "My left arm is almost broken, and my right shoulder has been pierced. I probably won't last more than a few minutes. I have to take a gamble."
Having made his decision, he forcefully used his right hand to support the rifle, using his shoulder blade as a support to press it against Hucang's head.
Thud! The vampire's head exploded instantly!
A sharp pain shot through his shoulder from the recoil. Asagi wiped the blood splattered on his face and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that his flesh was actually beginning to grow and repair itself!
'This monster can regenerate, and even if Mr. Kuromon comes to help, we probably still won't win. In other words, the optimal solution now is…'
"Torakura Daisuke has become a vampire! He's incredibly powerful and can regenerate! Mr. Kuromon, you'd better find a way to get out of here!"
His heart-wrenching screams exhausted all his strength. He felt as if his spine had been removed, and he collapsed to the ground, only able to watch helplessly as Hucang opened his teeth in an unnatural way and staggered closer step by step.
The more terrifying his appearance became, the more anxious Asagi became.
"Please, Mr. Kuromon, don't come any closer! This is beyond what humans can handle."
As the gaping maw lunged forward, Asahi clenched his fists, forced to endure the sudden darkness engulfing him.
How lucky!
Hei Yaoye gripped the object in his hand tightly and sighed, "After forty years, I can finally see a wild vampire, a beast that almost tolled its death knell."
"It was a truly lonely time, long and empty..."
He slowly raised his arm, and the vampire, whose throat was being squeezed, was thrown into the air, swinging back and forth, kicking off his shoes in his helpless struggle.
The verdant green collapsed, and an invisible black mist blurred the face of the mortal world from above, leaving only a pair of abyss-like black eyes looking down mercilessly.
The world with your eyes closed is not entirely black, nor is it now. Radiant trails crawl and writhe in the darkness, chaos swirls and churns, and countless "colors" appear in the pitch black. Fear lies in the unknown.
"Ugh, uh...!"
In a daze, Hucang seemed to regain a sliver of consciousness, but it was quickly interrupted by the silver knife pinned to his throat.
"Shhh."
With his left hand behind his back, as if performing a magic trick, Kuromon Haruya gracefully pulled another silver dagger from the shadows, and, holding the bewildered rag doll, approached a bloodstained cross:
“God’s forsaken son of Cain, you surely won’t mind temporarily relieving my boredom.”
"Did you hear that? This frigid blizzard will never end, until every snowflake falls on us, every inch of our fur is soaked, every taste bud on our tongues is filled with my blood, and we are united as one..."
"It's so cold here...hehehe..."
......
"Sungmi! Wake up! Can you still hear my voice?!"
He didn't know how much time had passed, or if he had only been unconscious for a moment. Asagi opened his eyes, which were no longer stuck with blood, and it took him a while to come to his senses: "Kuromon...where is that monster?"
Kuromon Haruya wiped the blood from his hands with his clothes, his gentle eyes filled with anxiety and worry: "I'm so glad you're alright! I subdued it with the organization's specially made bio-dissolving bomb, and backup is on its way!"
Looking him up and down, Masayuki saw that his hands and feet were intact and there was no injury anywhere, so he breathed a sigh of relief and then tried to move his body: "It's good that you're okay. This operation was too dangerous. Luckily, it wasn't Guinness, who has a hard time catching chickens."
"How can you still be in the mood to talk about this!" Seeing his relaxed expression, Kuromon Haruya could only manage a wry smile, reaching out to stop him from getting up: "Your condition is very dangerous right now. Stay conscious, I'm going to give you an emergency serum injection!"
After rummaging around, a syringe about the size of a glue stick caught his eye. The eight-centimeter-long needle, as thick as a pen refill, gleamed with a cold, icy light. It looked menacing and terrifying in Kuromon Haruya's hand: "It might hurt a little, so bear with it~"
Asagi Naruto: !!!
Sweat beaded on his back as he swallowed hard. As the syringe drew closer, he suddenly felt strength return to his numb shoulder and managed to prop himself up!
“Um, Mr. Kuromon, I think I can hold on for a while longer... so we don't need such precious serum…”
In this situation, I have a strong feeling that the chances of him being killed instantly by the serum are much higher!
Seeing that he still had energy, Kuromon Haruya put down the serum, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.
"Since you put it that way, then forget it... Did you think I would say that?"
"In Vienna, it's not a good habit for patients to avoid medical care. Whether or not you get an injection is not up to you."
"Hey? Wait, wait, Mr. Kuromon, at least aim it at my heart... don't hold it up so high like you're going to stab me to death! Give me your assistant!"
After a whooshing sound, the basement fell silent once more.
Kuromon Haruya clapped her hands contentedly, thinking about how fruitful the trip had been, and couldn't help but hum softly, "Little crow~ why are you crying~"