814 Making An Appearance (2/2)

Jin Ying also covered her mouth. She knew that Mo Wen was very powerful, but she had never expected him to be as powerful as he had been in the Fighting Spirit Tower. Recalling that she had subconsciously tried to protect Mo Wen just now, she felt her face grow hot. The power that had pushed her away was most likely Mo Wen's doing.

She also did not know why she had subconsciously protected Mo Wen, even forgetting about her own safety in an instant.

”The vampires are most likely up to no good in Hua Xia. The other vampire killed three maidens. Naturally, his life alone is not enough to compensate for what he did. So, I shall take your life as compensation as well.”

Mo Wen glanced at the vampire and a killing intent welled up in his heart. A crimson light flashed and Mo Wen's left arm went through changes that could be seen with the naked eye. In an instant, his left arm had transformed into a hideous dragon claw with crimson-colored tattoos, emanating an evil aura. It was none other than the Blood Clotting Claw.

At the same time, a painting scroll emerged from his sleeve and transformed into illusionary mountains. The mountains enveloped the space within a radius of five hundred meters. Everyone, including Innell, was trapped in the illusionary mountains.

Magical treasures that could be used for defense would surely be able to trap enemies as well. One needed to use their resources flexibly.

Innell's facial expression changed. From their interaction just now, Innell had figured out that he was no match for this youth. He had planned to escape. However, this youth could actually read his intention from a glance. He had used two profound level weapons to trap him here. The youth was preparing to finish him off.

Innell tried his luck. He became a beam of crimson light and furiously crashed towards the outer walls of the illusionary mountains. He was prepared to directly break through the barrier and escape from his captivity.

Mo Wen sneered. A few spiritual stones appeared in his hands and in the blink of an eye, all the spiritual stones were shattered into pieces. The spiritual energy stored within the stones was converted into spiritual power and was channeled into the illusionary mountains profound level weapon.

Rumble!

Vampire Innell's all-out-attack did not destroy the walls of the illusionary mountains; instead, his power was deflected. The gigantic illusionary mountains merely shook slightly.

”Such a strong defense!” Innell was shocked beyond compare. The treasure that could be transformed into these illusionary mountains was certainly not an ordinary item.

”Stop flogging a dead horse. You can't escape,” Mo Wen said calmly.

”Since you leave me with no chance of living, I shall perish together with you.” A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Innell's eyes. He pounced on Mo Wen as though he was an enraged lion. Mo Wen engaged in a battle with Innell while performing some mysterious footwork.

Vampires were known for their speed and agility. However, when Innell was fighting Mo Wen, he could not utilize this advantage at all. In terms of agility, Mo Wen's Glory of Wind was better than Innell's speed. In terms of speed, Innell also paled into insignificance when compared to Mo Wen. Their difference in combat ability was even more pronounced.

Since the beginning, Innell, a vampire who was comparable to a Martial Arts Grandmaster, had been at a disadvantage against Mo Wen. In the blink of an eye, Innell was covered in wounds and bloodstains.

Moreover, the wounds were caused by the Blood Clotting Claw. Innell's entire body was covered in crimson flames. The flames fed on his blood and energy. Vampires got their strength from blood. For Innell to encounter the Blood Clotting Claw, which specialized in sucking blood and vitality, was no different from him encountering his nemesis.

Innell's energy dropped continuously. In an instant, he had been weakened to his limit.

”You are pretty much a demon. I want to take you down with me.” Innell stared at Mo Wen, frightened. This youth was too devilish, and the weapon that he wielded was even more wicked. Innell suffered greatly every time the weapon cut even a small wound on his body. He had so many wounds now. The crimson flames that covered his body were most likely enough to burn him to ashes.