Chapter 53: The Curse Part III
I jumped off the roof. With the aid of gravity, I flung the machete with all my strength that even my sturdy vampire’s arms were torn apart. Albertus received the blow squarely with her right limb.
The jet black blade dug into the midnight fur causing tufts of it to scatter to the ground. Albertus’ eyes glinted in the moonlight.
However… the machete did not proceed any further. I used so much force that the bones in my arms broke and the flesh was torn… and yet there was almost no damage made. What a sturdy body.
Nevertheless, maybe it had hurt her, for Albertus’ body trembled. I landed on my feet, quickly crouched down and slid over to her blind spot.
Perhaps due to the ability of the Dark Stalker Albertus was not responding as fast.
I was barely making a sound. And my scent might be concealed as well. My instincts perhaps sensed the danger to my life and activated the ability called Silhouette, which had little to no offensive ability but allowed me to conceal my movements.
However, I doubt it can be used for too long. My skin that had turned black was slowly returning to its original color.
I need to settle this quickly. I used the machete to parry the blow that came from her tail that she swung like a whip. Such immense power. Although I braced myself for it, I was pushed back a few feet nonetheless.
Too strong. Just what will it take to kill this monster? To think… even the Blood Ruler could barely put a scratch on it.