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HP - Chapter 370: How to Kill a Vampire
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“Dialogue”
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Chapter 370: How to Kill a Vampire
“Master Rabastan!” one of the vampires shouted. He was the only one close enough to see him fall into some hole.
The others had assumed the portkey had activated.
“Don’t worry about your Master so much,” Harry said, turning around to face the six vampires. They all looked fairly young, but it was hard to tell with vampires. “You should worry about yourselves.”
“What a cocky boy,” one of the vampires said with amusement.
“Can we play with them for a while? The night is still young.”
“No!” A tall blonde woman, who looked like the leader, snapped harshly at him. “Dispose of them quickly, like the Master wanted. Now is not the time to feed or play.”
“I think we are being observed,” another female vampire told the leader.
“You definitely are... this forest has many eyes.” Harry placed his staff on the ground. “But as I said before…” The ground began to shake.
“You have other things to worry about.”
“Careful! The wizard is doing something to the ground!” the vampire leader exclaimed just in time.
Spikes shot up from the grassy ground, aiming at the creatures.
But vampires were incredibly nimble and quick. They could also see perfectly in this dark forest.
Out of the six of them, only one was injured, despite the number of spears that Harry had produced from the ground.
“Argh!” The one who had a spear pass through his right leg let out a painful grunt.
The others laughed.
“That’s what you get for being careless,” the leader said, though she didn’t find it funny. She decided to take action.
“Clara, go for the girl. The rest with me...kill the wizard quickly!” She had rightly considered Harry the biggest threat.
A vampire with long black hair approached Daphne while the others surrounded Harry.
“Daphne, if you don’t know how to conjure silver, then use fire against them,” Harry advised.
“Fire, got it!” she replied, readying herself.
A smile appeared on the face of the vampire who was approaching her.
“Poor girl... you’ll never hit me with one of your silly spells... you magic users are all too slow.”
“Ignis!” Daphne launched a bolt of fire in the vampire's direction.
The vampire easily dodged it, chuckling as she disappeared.
The next instant, she was behind Daphne. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth, revealing her long sharp fangs, and lunged at Daphne, aiming to tear her neck apart.
“Urgh…” The vampire suddenly stopped and looked down.
A sword was embedded in her chest.
“I never said I couldn’t conjure silver, though,” Daphne said with a playful tone.
The vampire screamed as her insides were burned by the reaction with the silver blade.
The others were about to move to aid their companion.
“Fulmen.” Harry’s cold voice was followed by a flash of light.
The lightning bolt from his staff pierced the heads of the two vampires closest to him, leaving only the leader and two others.
“Kill the wizard, damnit!” the vampire leader shouted, pulling out a black dagger and lunging at Harry.
The other two kept their calm and followed their leader. They all attacked at the same time from different sides, thinking Harry wouldn’t be able to take them all out at once.
At least, that’s what they thought.
In an instant, hundreds of silver blades appeared around Harry. They manifested out of nowhere and were perfectly aimed at the three vampires.
It was too late for them to slow down or change direction. They tried to cover themselves, but they were bombarded by the deadly weapons.
Silver acted as venom to vampires. A small cut or stab wasn’t enough to be deadly, but if they were hit enough times or in a vital area like the heart, then they were likely to die.
Harry looked ahead at the only remaining one.
The leader had shown her impressive skills by deflecting most of the blades with her own knife.
Only two had landed on her, one on her left leg and another on her right shoulder.
Her yellow eyes moved to Harry. They were filled with hatred and something else…
“You...” Her squad had been annihilated in moments, and now she was the only one left.
At least she still had her knife. Just one cut from this cursed blade would be enough to kill any human, no matter how skilled they were.
Pushing past the pain, she held her weapon firmly in her right hand and attacked at lightning speed.
She was right in front of him. Her hand moved so fast it would have been impossible to see with the naked eye.
Harry snatched her wrist mid-thrust with his left hand, holding her in place. The blade of her knife was mere inches away from his skin, but she was unable to move any further.
She tried to grab him with her other hand but was easily pushed back by his staff.
“Impossible!” The vampire’s eyes widened. Even an average vampire was five or six times stronger than an adult man.
And she was no average vampire... yet this boy was overpowering her with no effort.
She felt like an insignificant human once more.
“No… No! Who are you?!”
Harry didn’t answer her.
“I don’t need minions. You won’t know anything useful...” His staff transformed into a silvery sword.
“No, please—uggh!”
The blade entered through her lower jaw and exited through the top of her head. It cut through bone like it was jelly.
The vampire’s body began to disintegrate, just like the others that had been killed with silver.
The ones who were killed with lightning were still there, but as soon as the sun reached them, they would also disappear.
Harry’s eyes moved to the dagger that fell to the ground.
“That is a cursed blade. You’d better not touch it.”
The voice came from the forest. Moments later, a large centaur walked out into the clearing.
