Chapter 421: The Death of the Legendary Vampire! _3

Burns caught sight of this and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, but he did not panic in the slightest. With a gentle flick of his right wrist, a blood-red scythe swung out in front of his chest towards Benfica.

Benfica's movements, however, were exceptionally fierce. Relying on his astonishing speed and strength, he launched a continuous barrage of attacks, attempting to disrupt Burns' rhythm in a manner akin to a wild beast.

Against Burns' attacks, Benfica would dodge if he could, and if not, he would take them head-on, relying on his extremely fast recovery to heal his wounds.

Their figures intertwined, the sounds of claws clashing with the blade's edge were incessant.

In Lis' eyes, although the two were entangled in close combat, it was clear that Burns had the upper hand.

Throughout the entire battle, Burns' expression did not change. Despite wielding a huge blood-red scythe, it maneuvered smoothly in his hands as he casually countered Benfica's claw strikes.