Chapter 179 Masked Rider Swordmaster

Holy shit! Queen of the sea!

Victoria actually looks very similar to Amber Heard.

And more wild, like a big cat.

Good thing vampires don't poop.

The condescending look in his eyes changed instantly.

The eyes he looked at James began to soften. He came to die with a beautiful wife, hey! You are quite a nice person!

The Cruciatus Curse combo package originally planned for James was changed to Shang Yang's version - Dismemberment by Five Horses.

But even so, Laurent, who was at the front, was still the most handsome among the three.

A mud grid!

Bagir could hardly believe his eyes.

Maybe it's because the dark skin turns olive beneath the typically pale tones of vampires?

Coupled with the big white teeth of the black human-shaped self-propelled cotton picker, it is indeed very friendly and suitable for diplomacy.

Developed muscles can bring some intimidation and prevent you from being looked down upon.

The three of them have something that they have. The cat-like gait that they developed in the wild and is always ready to change their body shape and curl up is also the most suitable for him.

But Laurent is just a showman.

Unlike James, who is more ancient and a stalker among vampires, who specializes in pursuing special prey.

In order to satisfy his hobby of hunting, he also specially transformed a woman who is good at escaping as his partner.

That is Victoria.

But James isn't much better.

Especially bully the weak and fear the strong.

In order to ensure the success rate of hunting, he would only choose beings weaker than him.

Therefore, his favorite hunting targets are those beings that are weaker and more special than him - superpowers among humans.

For example, Alice when she was still human.

But his bullying is only reflected in the strength of the prey he is anchoring.

He was not afraid at all of the obstacles he encountered during the hunt.

He also doesn't mind offending groups more powerful than him.

To be precise, the stronger the group is, the more excited he is.

Therefore, in the novel, in order to hunt Bella, he dared to offend the Cullen family, and eventually died as a result.

With these 'good habits', James has never failed for hundreds of years.

Almost no vampire is willing to offend a human who is good at hunting.

He only encountered Waterloo with Alice.

Before he hunted her, she was transformed by another old vampire who protected humans (a vampire who aged and became weak because she did not know that animal blood could be sucked, chose not to suck fresh human blood or did not take in enough blood for a long time).

And after Alice became a strong new vampire.

She also didn't meet James' standards for prey.

So James backed down.

Choose to kill the old vampire who sabotaged his hunt and run away.

James was always very cautious when not hunting targets.

Laurent also understands this very well.

Whenever he meets someone of the same kind, James always lets him take the lead.

Hiding behind and observing, pretending to be weak.

And the same is true today.

"We thought we heard the sound of a ball game." Laurent pretended to be calm and said in a relaxed tone, "I am Lauren, these are Victoria and James."

He pointed to the two vampires behind him.

He was slightly relieved.

He had observed that after hearing his French accent, the smile on the face of the vampire who was obviously the leader became more sincere.

Unfortunately, his plan failed.

Carlisle did feel at home because of his accent, thinking of the time when he was freed from the constraints of his father for the first time in his life and studied in France.

But it wasn't Carlisle who called the shots here.

Moreover, in the hunting group composed of the three of them, he was not the one who made the decision.

Without Jasper to guide their emotions, James' keen sense of smell immediately caught Bella's scent after diverting their attention.

And it tastes more delicious and more charming than the only time it failed, when the little girl (referring to Alice) in front of me was still human.

That comes from a boy who, at first glance, looks like a vampire (because humans wouldn't be that handsome).

Vampires are like sharks.

Once you taste blood, or even just smell it, it can be hard to keep from drinking it.

Therefore, James was instantly attracted.

Victoria got the signal immediately when she saw James' leg muscles begin to tighten and his toes contract.

Also lift your hips, tuck your toes, and look toward the target.

Then she froze.

The man who shone brightly among this group of gods-like handsome men instantly captured all her thoughts.

Especially the tall nose bridge.

She didn't care about her partner's appearance, not to mention that although James was ordinary-looking, he had perfect lines like a Renaissance David.

But James is also so much like a David sculpture that he has the same delicate little gurgle.

The moment the little Ginger appeared, Victoria was forgotten.

The deep burgundy wine-colored eyes, which were as deep and ferocious as those of the two companions, instantly became gentle.

Only the figure of the man opposite was as dazzling as the sun.

Laurent also noticed something was wrong with his partner.

His eyes darted over Emmett's toned muscles and he said loudly, "I think we should go."

James looked in disbelief, glared at Lauren angrily, and then looked at Victoria.

This one look was a problem.

He quickly discovered his spouse's betrayal, and the one he was attracted to was just a human.

A second before a stronger hostility erupted.

The indifference on Carlisle's face disappeared, replaced by a kind of compassion.

Esme closed her eyes.

Edward imitated his mother's movements, but his eyes showed a slit. He was curious about how these vampires would be killed by Basil.

Emmett tensed his body.

Alice and Rosalie instantly blocked the route that might attack Bella.

Basil chose to add fuel to the fire, scanning Victoria's whole body with unscrupulous eyes.

No man can stand it, especially when his partner responds in cooperation.

Seeing Victoria almost stripping naked for Basil to appreciate.

James couldn't help it.

But even so, he still made a fake move first.

Then, with his cat-like steps, he suddenly turned, curled his upper lip high, revealing his fangs.

Victoria roared angrily, her hair turned red, and she rushed towards James, her former partner.

Without Jasper to stabilize his emotions, Laurent directly showed the qualities of a farm tool, and directly fell to the ground with his face, and his hands behind his back.

All of this happened in a flash.

James showed a grim smile and undisguised disappointment on his face.

In his opinion, the Cullens did not stop because they cared more about the human woman. Or they were too pampered and lacked reaction speed.

Even if his partner was mentally unfaithful and tried to stop him from hunting, he was still thinking about his own hunting game.

And he was disappointed that the difficulty was too low.

If I had known earlier, I would have attacked the woman.

He opened his mouth wide, his fangs overflowed with venom, and thought so when he was one foot away from Bajir.

Bang!

A huge sound like two boulders falling rapidly collided.

Victoria stopped.

The one who knocked James away was a round-faced boy who appeared out of nowhere, swinging a giant sword as thick as a door.

"I think this card is more suitable for you."

"Kamen Rider Sword Saint - Neville Longbottom."

The blond boy held a blank gilded card in his hand, and the outline of the round-faced boy could vaguely be seen on it.

"Oops," Basil made a fist with his left hand, and knocked his forehead in distress, "I'm out of tune."

Bella was a little surprised. Is Neville so strong?

She also knew the existence of the Knight Card.

It is a kind of magic that uses the bond between people.

But the knight summoned by the Knight Card should not be stronger than the original body.

There were four fairy tale magicians present, including Basil.

But because Basil held the card in his right hand, the white light emitted by his fingertips when he cast the spell was covered by the light of the card.

So Bella and the others didn't see Basil cast the spell.

James was not facing a simple Neville at this moment.

Instead, it was an enhanced version of the vampire and dragon concepts infused by Basil.

On the other side, James' arms were twisted into a strange shape, his chest was sunken, revealing his cold white sternum.

But even so, his body seemed to have a magnetic effect on blood, and no blood splashed out.

"How is it possible? You are just a human!"

He looked at Neville, whose eyes were mechanical and lifeless, "As a predator, you actually obeyed the orders of humans."

"Human?" Victoria repeated in surprise.

But she didn't care too much, and said softly: "James is very vengeful. He once stalked his opponent for more than ten years for revenge."

"I suggest you don't let him go."

Laurent followed and echoed: "Yes!"

James: "You two traitors!"

"Shut up!" Laurent's voice was a little vague because his face was close to the ground, "James, you softie! You claim to be the top of the food chain, the hunting master among vampires. But in fact, you only dare to attack humans!"

"My lord! All this is James's own decision, and it has nothing to do with me!"

"Laurent, you-" James roared.

"I can't believe it," Bajir raised his eyebrows, "you still have the strength to speak loudly."

According to his estimation, Neville should have cut James in half with a sword.

But James used his arms as a buffer and lost his strength when he landed, maximizing his mobility.

And he curled up, pretending to be out of control, and slightly changed his posture to prepare to run away.

"Of course-" James coughed twice.

The tendons in his legs began to tighten and adjusted the direction.

The next second, he turned into a phantom and rushed into the dense forest.

The dust raised by his feet covered his tracks well.

The sound of branches breaking continued in the forest.

Bajir smiled, "Finally ran away."

Emmett sneered, "How stupid! If you stay here, you might die more quickly."

Bajir nodded and took out another pile of cards.

He picked 4 cards from them.

"Lions should be paired with lions."

The round-faced boy with the heavy sword had disappeared from the spot.

In the dark forest.

James leaned forward close to the ground, and shuttled through the ink-black forest like an arrow.

His intact left hand was placed in front of him as a protection.

He ran violently, not caring about the branches and low ferns blocking the way.

His skin was cut when he ran through the thorn bush, but he still didn't stop running.

He let the thorns pierce his skin and wounds.

We're almost there!

James planned the route in his mind.

The Paidias River is further ahead.

He can hide in the water, keep going forward, and escape to the sea.

Thinking of this, he blinked.

But it was just this blink.

The round-faced boy appeared in front of him.

He quickly stretched out his intact left hand to cushion the impact, twisted his feet, and changed direction.

He curled up and jumped up.

He was only halfway up when another tall and thin figure whizzed through the air and collided with him.

The impact was as loud as an explosion, throwing him into another tree - this tree was broken in two.

James stood up again stubbornly.

He looked up at the figure.

"Hello, I'm Ron Weasley." He was a rare vampire with freckles. Although he was tall and thin, his immature facial features and baby fat showed that he was still a boy. He had the same inorganic look as Longbottom, like a robot.

At this time, Longbottom also approached with a giant sword.

There were three figures who appeared with him.

All were vampires.

All wore loose black robes and black calfskin shoes.

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter." The one who spoke was still a thin boy. He had messy black hair and even wore glasses.

"I'm Seamus Finnigan." This boy was even shorter and had brown hair.

"I'm Dean Thomas." This one could only see two big white teeth in the forest. It was really outrageous. The pale tone of becoming a vampire could not make the skin color lighter. It turned out to be so dark.

The accents they spoke were from Britain.

"Vampire Boy Corps?" James sarcastically said, "It seems that the ability of that human is to control people's hearts."

"And the hearts of young children are easier to control."

He looked straight at the round-faced boy, "You can see me through them, right?"

'Neville' nodded: "Carlisle is kind-hearted and can't bear to see me kill people. The 'people' here also include you."

"So."

"So you are going to execute me here?" James tore off his arm and used it as a weapon.

'Neville' frowned, "What a waste."

"Then there would be no need for five people." He looked at Thomas.

Thomas turned into a little golden light and dissipated in the air.

"Waste?" James frowned.

"You may not understand." The giant sword in Neville's hand dissipated and began to move his body.

"I will let you understand in the most direct way."

As soon as the voice fell.

James felt that his abdomen was kicked hard.

Another tree trunk was broken hard.

He looked up and saw that it was the black-haired vampire with glasses.

Then, two cold hands pressed his legs.

It was the two vampires named Weasley and Finnigan.

The black-haired vampire named Potter held down his intact left arm.

He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't get away at all.

All he could hear was the rustling sound of feet walking slowly on the leaves.

Two cold hands fixed his head, and the face of the round-faced boy appeared in front of him.

"I think... you understand now."