Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 333 Reach the sky in one step

Instinctively, the vampire lord sensed the danger contained in the black object, and he did choose to block it. However, under the control of a shadow spirit that he had beaten half to death, the object seemed to come alive, deftly dodged his interception, and melted into a pool of inky black liquid in the mouth of another half-dead vampire.

"What did you give her—"

Before the vampire Count finished his words, a terrifying aura rose from Sylvia's body. The Count who tried to get close was instantly swept aside by a force more powerful than him. The vampire struggled to stand up, but the multiple magic arrays under her feet immediately made a sharp explosion sound as if they could not bear the heavy burden!

"No!" The Count shouted in horror, but he could do nothing. He could only feel that all the energy in the entire magic circle, the power that should have belonged to him, was being drained away by Sylvia! What was even more shocking was that this creature that was neither a complete undead nor a complete living person could perfectly absorb the mighty power that even he had to be cautious of!

She was clearly on the verge of being blown to pieces at any moment!
The only explanation is the most unreasonable one - the black stone!

"I, I've never felt so close to power!" Sylvia looked at her hands in disbelief. She once again felt the same power of life and death as she did that night in the cemetery - even several times more!
After all, she only possessed a part of the Earl's authority that night, but now she is probably far superior to the Earl himself in his heyday!
The muscles, bones and even nerves in the vampire's body were repairing rapidly at a speed that defied common sense, and she didn't need to control them at all. She only needed to stand still and vitality would continue to surge out of her body!
For a moment, Sylvia even felt that she had gotten rid of her half-vampire identity. She seemed to be able to choose between the two at will: to be a living person again or to become the purest vampire!
By now, the Earl had fully understood his failure. The fruits of his victory were stolen by a pariah from a foreign land! But he had already paid everything. If he could not obtain this power, that being would no longer trade with him. He would lose both his money and his life, and even become a laughing stock.

The count roared wildly, and his entire body turned into a group of bats wrapped in crimson blood mist, and pounced towards Sylvia.

"Sylvia! Don't just stand there stupidly!" Ron and Yelena's simultaneous reminders brought Sylvia, who was immersed in unparalleled power, back to her senses. As her mind moved, a long sword made entirely of blood appeared in her hand out of thin air. The blood-red sword light flashed, and the flocks of bats that surrounded her flew away!

The barrier of the magic circle was lifted, and the miserable vampire Count reassembled into a human form thirty or fifty meters away. A horrible wound from the shoulder to the thigh almost split him in half. Even a vampire could not heal such a wound in a short time. A few strands of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and it was unclear whether his expression was crying or laughing.

"Failed! Hecate, Mary! I finally failed!" The count shouted frantically, fleeing towards the distant house without looking back, "But I also succeeded! Imrefathariotl! I finally got your power!"

"He... ran away?" Ron stared blankly at the vampire Count who disappeared in the blink of an eye. Before he could react, he turned his head and saw Sylvia standing there in a daze, covering her neck with her hands. He didn't know what she was thinking.

"Sylvia, you're hurt!"

"Injured? Yes." The suddenly powerful vampire was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile, "The count bit me - it was a really unpleasant feeling."

"This is a true vampire's bite. In addition to simply sucking blood, he will also inject venom into the victim in order to transform the person into a derivative." Yelena suddenly collapsed to the ground and let out a painful roar, "--My mistress!"

"Was it Gracia who took over just now?" Ron quickly took out a healing potion from his bag to heal Yelena's injuries. Shadow Spirit's injuries were too severe, and her unreasonable actions just now made her injuries worse. "What did you take over... Yes, the Sect Master suddenly took over my body just now - Ugh!"

Yelena gritted her teeth and tried to rely on willpower to get through it, but this was obviously impossible. When Ron uncorked the fifth bottle of healing potion, the poor Shadow Spirit had completely passed out from the pain.

"This must feel terrible..." Sylvia looked at the shadow spirit on the ground with sympathy. Her injuries were almost as severe as Yelena's, but under the healing power, she would only become stronger than before.

"The injury has stabilized. Let her recover slowly." Ron put down the sixth bottle of potion, stood up and looked at Sylvia. "What about you? Yelena just said there would be vampire toxins--"

"It's okay. His current rank is even lower than mine. The so-called poison can't penetrate my body at all." Sylvia waved her hand. "On the contrary, he sucked away some of my blood, which contains some energy. Do you want me to catch him back? If I let him absorb it all, he might come to seek revenge."

"Don't forget the guy in the sky," Ron looked at the setting moonlight with worry, "The earl may have escaped, but you can't make any more mistakes."

"That's true," Sylvia looked at the few pieces of cloth left on her body. Ron's eyes had been showing a state of reluctance from the beginning. The vampire burst out laughing, "Look at me, benefactor, I really regret not listening to your advice a few hours ago. I must be considered a 'bad boy' in your heart now, right?"

"Don't say that..." Ron turned his head away, "Of course we will always be companions. If it weren't for you this time, I'm afraid we would all have died here."

Ask yourself, if the medium found by the vampire lord was not Sylvia but another stranger, wouldn't they be invited to stay here and watch the fun? Wouldn't they intervene after discovering the truth? Allowing a neighbor separated by only a mountain range to become too powerful is absolutely unacceptable both emotionally and rationally.

On the contrary, it might be a good thing that the Count chose Sylvia.

"Thank you for thinking this way," Sylvia sighed, "Otherwise, I would never forgive myself for letting you take such a big risk..."

"But now," the vampire suddenly smiled mischievously, "while they are still asleep, why don't you call her Lady Countess?"

(End of this chapter)