Chapter 61 A Freak Beyond Dumbledore!
Chapter 61 A Freak Beyond Dumbledore!
Chapter 61 A Freak Beyond Dumbledore!
Hearing Ciel's whisper, and seeing the blood pump and small swimming pool that Ciel conjured, the vampire count, whose neck was being choked, was stunned for a moment, followed by a surge of intense humiliation and anger rising in his chest.
Vampires have always been the ones sucking other people's blood, but now someone wants to ask a vampire to bleed them?
This is an absolute disgrace!
The vampire count's black hood slipped down, revealing a handsome, pale face beneath it, along with blood-red pupils that signified a high-ranking vampire.
A cold, furious rage surged within his pupils.
The vampire count grabbed Ciel's wrist, which was gripping his neck, and with a sudden burst of strength, tried to break Ciel's wrist.
However, the feeling when he grabbed Charles's wrist was like grabbing an iron ingot made of steel. He couldn't even break it, let alone cause any damage.
The vampire's formidable physical strength was completely thwarted by the dragon armor covering Ciel's body, failing to cause any significant disturbance.
On the contrary, when Charles saw that this vampire count dared to resist, his eyes immediately turned cold, and he swung several large fists at him with his free hand.
The vampire count instantly felt as if he had been kicked in the face by a wild horse, his vision blurred, and only one thought remained in his mind.
"What the hell did this Ciel eat to grow up like that?"
"Could he be a half-giant?!"
Once he recovered from the dizziness, the vampire count's figure instantly transformed into a swarm of bats, detached from Ciel's palm, and reformed several meters away.
This time, his expression was more serious, lacking the casualness he had shown at the beginning, as if he were hunting.
"The little wizard who has connections with Gu Long is indeed quite peculiar."
"Your physical defense and strength are probably inferior even to those of a half-giant."
"But hand-to-hand combat is nothing but the behavior of beasts; magic is true power. How much magic can you possibly learn before even entering Hogwarts?"
The vampire count drew his wand and chanted a low incantation.
In an instant, streaks of crimson light condensed and hurtled toward Xia Er, striking him one after another.
A fierce look appeared in the vampire count's eyes.
"Burning Blood Curse, Blood Blade Curse, these are special spells only found among Romanian vampires."
"Once under the spell, the blood will burn away like flames, or turn into sharp blades in the blood vessels, cutting through flesh and blood."
"No matter which one it is, it's not as pleasant as being tortured to the bone."
"Actually, you didn't have to suffer like this. You could have just obediently let me suck your blood and then told me everything, and that would have been the end of it."
"But who told you to resist? Then this is what you deserve!"
The vampire count stared coldly at Ciel, waiting for Ciel to scream in agony under the torment of the curse.
But Charles's body didn't even tremble slightly.
The spells that struck him were just as he had tested before; they were like mud sinking into the sea before the protection of the Dragon Armor Curse. Most of the magic was deflected and could not shake the protection of the Dragon Armor Curse at all.
Charles looked at the vampire count, his face darkening, and said quietly.
"Who gave you permission to waste magic?"
"Your vampire magic is related to blood."
"Every drop of your blood belongs to me. Who gave you permission to waste my blood?"
"Waste is shameful and unforgivable!"
The next moment, Ciel waved his wand.
The Dustless Land surged with magic, and an invisible magical domain spread out, enveloping the vampire count.
This spell was originally derived from a banishment spell specifically designed to target dark magic creatures, and it is exceptionally effective against vampires.
The moment he was enveloped by the dustless land, the vampire count felt the magic surging throughout his body instantly subside, becoming completely inaccessible.
An unprecedented feeling of weakness enveloped him in an instant.
His planned next offensive was also directly interrupted.
But Charles's movements did not stop at all.
With a low, short-range apparition incantation, Ciel instantly traversed the distance and arrived in front of the vampire count.
The tip of the mithril wand in his hand pulsated with a blade of light that only Charles could see.
Night's Edge Spell!
With a flick of his wrist, Ciel unleashed all the fencing skills he had learned at Muggle school on the vampire count without reservation.
With a flick of the blade, it easily sliced through the magical defenses on the vampire's skin.
In the blink of an eye, the vampire count was cleaved into five pieces by Ciel, and the pieces fell to the ground with a series of crackling sounds!
It wasn't until the excruciating pain struck that the vampire count realized what had happened.
His eyes revealed extreme shock and terror.
Was the magic that allowed Ciel to approach him so quickly a short-range apparition?
How is that possible?
This is clearly a combat skill that only top-tier wizards can master. How could it appear in an eleven-year-old wizard who hasn't even started school yet?!
There was also the spell that briefly imprisoned his magic, and another invisible but deadly spell that could easily slice through his Count-level vampire-resistant skin...
What exactly is going on with this Ciel?
When did an eleven-year-old wizard become this strong?!
In a daze, the vampire count recalled his master's comments about wizards such as Dumbledore and Voldemort.
"Several freaks have emerged in the wizarding world in the last hundred years: Grindelwald, Dumbledore, Voldemort, each of them enough to amaze an era."
"Three wizards like this have appeared in a row within a century. Perhaps there will be even more amazing wizards in the future. This is the magical world's resistance in the dark before the return of the ancient era."
"Unfortunately, all the internal strife wasted in vain; the return of the Ancients was destined to be unstoppable..."
The vampire count had no idea what the words about the ancients and the ancient times meant.
But when Grindelwald wreaked havoc in Europe, the Vampire Count witnessed him take action.
A single Fiery Curse is enough to burn down a small city.
According to its owner, this is almost as destructive as the dragon language magic of an adult ancient dragon.
Even if he encountered a fully grown ancient dragon, Grindelwald might still be able to accomplish a feat unprecedented in the history of magic: slaying a dragon single-handedly!
Dumbledore was at this level back then, and after his victory in the duel with Grindelwald, he has only become more terrifying over the years.
As for Voldemort, even the master gave his assessment, saying that he was a ruthless being in the art of splitting souls.
In terms of how difficult he is to deal with, he is even more so than Dumbledore.
The Shire before him was certainly far inferior to the level of Dumbledore, Grindelwald, or even Voldemort.
But based on the strength he has shown so far, the elite Aurors of the wizarding world, most of the professors at Hogwarts, and even the vice-headmaster would not be a match for Shire.
He was only eleven years old and hadn't even enrolled at Hogwarts yet.
What would it be like if he graduated a few years later, having already absorbed a wealth of knowledge?
Graduation means invincibility; perhaps that's not even wishful thinking!
Thinking of that scene, the vampire count could confirm one thing.
The Shire is absolutely the unparalleled genius that the master mentioned, who may surpass Dumbledore and others, a freak even more abnormal than Dumbledore!
(End of this chapter)
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