He glanced at his alloy daggers, which had many small nicks on them. At the same time, the golden light from the two hundred credit points' worth of enchantment had disappeared.
This opponent was rarely seen to be strong.
Tonight, Luke had to either capture this ridiculously strong vampire boss or kill him. He had no other choice.
Even though his clone had four times the physical fitness of an ordinary person, and was also enhanced by the armor, Physical Outburst, and muscle control, this Armored Warrior still had a huge advantage in terms of strength and dexterity.
But Luke had made up his mind. There was no need to waste words. However, there was still one more important thing that he had to do.
With a thought, a melodious bell rang out in the middle of the night, mixed with a man's singing voice. "By the supreme decree, your lonely soul transcends all ghosts and demons, and you will be blessed for four lifetimes …"
With my background music, I can transcend! That was what Luke told himself.
The "Armored Warrior" on the other side was stunned for a moment, but Luke had already rushed over.
The two of them collided again in an instant.
But this time, the number of times the blades collided plummeted, and there were only a few metallic clangs.
Most of the time, it was the uncomfortable sound of metal scraping against metal.
Luke's body and his daggers were no longer as swift and fierce as before. Instead, they were erratic and strange.
The speed of the daggers fluctuated, and the strength of the attacks varied.
What made the Armored Warrior uncomfortable was that there was a suction force on the daggers.
When the daggers touched, the opponent's long daggers would stick to his arm and use force to deflect his attack.
When he tried to break free, the suction force would suddenly disappear, making it impossible for him to use his strength advantage.
If he had felt like he was fighting a loach earlier, he felt like he was fighting a slime now.
His movements weren't as fast as before, but they were constantly hindering his attacks. Furthermore, they had successfully slowed him down, making it hard for him to fight comfortably.
In less than ten seconds, the Armored Warrior's eyes lit up with a red glow, and the anger in his heart rose rapidly.
So annoying! So disgusting! What kind of damn sword technique is this?! He roared in his heart.
Speaking of experts who used this kind of long saber, the great enemy of the vampires, the Daywalkers, were among the best.
In order to deal with that guy, the "Armored Warrior" had not only been practicing his fighting skills against the longsword, but he had also specially imitated the most popular Batman and created a high-tech armor.
Today, he didn't encounter a Daywalker, but he encountered this stranger who was even stranger.
If he hadn't just completed the Blood God Reincarnation tonight and put on this armor, he might have been killed by this invisible man like his companions.
However, this did not help his current situation.
His powerful Strength and Agility were entangled by the opponent's sticky-like sword technique. His armor was constantly being damaged. His attacks did very little damage to the invisible person's defense.
Although the other party wouldn't be able to do anything to him if this continued, he also wouldn't be able to kill the other party.
He was now a Blood God!
If he couldn't even get rid of the first enemy after becoming a Blood God, then what was his status as a Blood God?
Luke, on the other hand, was overjoyed.
Right now, he needed experience and credit points, but even more so, he needed strong opponents to train himself.
Even though he had fused Elementary Combat Proficiency from other people's abilities, these people's combat experience and philosophies were still very different from each other.
As the saying went, learning on paper was ultimately shallow. Those people's abilities were like "books."
Without enough actual combat, Luke's Elementary Combat Proficiency was still just a piece of iron ore, which was full of impurities that would affect his performance.
Only under the pressure of a strong enough opponent would he be able to detect the problem in battle, remove these useless impurities, and turn the iron ore into a well-tempered steel saber.
In comparison, while his marksmanship was good, it wasn't enough to deal with some powerful existences.
The controllability of a bullet in the air definitely couldn't compare to that of a two-handed cold weapon.
Take Thor and his friends for example. Ordinary bullets couldn't move as fast as they could, and they could react fast enough to use their weapons and armor to block the bullets.
At that time, while the threat of Luke's marksmanship wouldn't be completely eliminated, it would be greatly reduced, and the battle would become a protracted one.
Coveting the convenience of bullets and not making up for the shortcomings of his attacks was extremely stupid for someone like him who "put safety first."
Bullseye, who had persisted for decades, had just died in his hands!
Think about how Luke had dealt with him? All he did was make it impossible for Bullseye to get his hands on the daggers. Bullseye couldn't even fight back effectively before he was captured alive.
It was also because of this that Luke had decided to increase the proportion of melee and cold weapons in training and actual combat in the future.
Before tonight, among the people he had met, only Thor and a few others had enough strength, but they were a group of Asgard's "gods", and Thor had hooked up with Dr. Jane. How could they possibly practice with him?
And among his opponents, only the three vampire assassins could barely fight him.
But his strength and dexterity completely suppressed those three vampires. He could hold back his strength, but his dexterity was still there.
His reflexes, dynamic vision, and body movements were far better than those of the three ghosts, which made it so that he didn't feel any pressure in battle at all, even when Bullseye showed up to help.
Even if Bullseye's bullets and daggers changed direction in the end, he could still dodge before he was hit and avoid the fatal threat.
That level of battle could only be said to be better than nothing in terms of honing his combat skills.
And this was just his clone, which only had a basic three measurements of 10.
Once he used his original body, which had a basic three measurements of around 30, even this "Armor Warrior" boss wouldn't be strong enough to suppress him.
Even so, this Boss was the only "sparring partner" he had encountered so far that could be of use.
Otherwise, as long as he covered the silver longsword with Elementary Annihilation, he could directly cut through the opponent's fake armor and body, and end the battle in 0.1 seconds.
It was really too difficult for him to find another "sparring partner" who was barely suitable. Naturally, he had to make the best use of the other party and maximize his usefulness.
For example, capturing him alive and turning him into a vampire sandbag, and sparring with him for an hour every day was a good choice.
With that thought in mind, Luke, who was also being suppressed by Armor Warrior, had a calm expression on his face, and his eyes were shining.
The thought of capturing the other party as a sparring partner flashed through his mind, and he began to enjoy the "disadvantage" that he had never experienced before.
With the philosophy of saving money and delaying the fun, he didn't enchant his daggers with credit points anymore, and only used his mental strength and "aura" to tie down the opponent, not giving this "Armor Warrior" any chance to escape.
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