Chapter 52: The grudges between vampires and centaurs
Seeing Dracula close at hand, Ronan suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed him in the heart.
Dracula's eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his left hand lightly, but he reached it first and flicked his finger on the dagger.
The tough dagger carefully crafted by the centaurs collided with Dracula's slender white fingers, but it was like a piece of wood hitting a steel bar. First, spider web-like cracks appeared, and then it shattered inch by inch, leaving an empty handle still in Ronan. hands.
Ronan was startled, and subconsciously wanted to drive his four hooves backward to escape Dracula's attack range.
Dracula took a step forward, and in a flash, he was close to Ronan, and a hand was firmly around his neck.
The next moment, a pair of dark, wide wings supported by several sharp bones spread out behind Dracula, casting a wide shadow on the snow.
The wings flapped, driving up the cold wind, which also dragged the bodies of Dracula and Ronan off the ground. Dracula pinched Ronan's neck and gave him a sneer, his two sharp side teeth exposed without any reservation, and his wine-red eyes looked like blood!
"It turns out...it turns out you are a vampire...I was not wrong at all..." Ronan said with difficulty.
However, his neck was strangled, and his voice was extremely dry and hoarse, which was not strong enough for the third person to hear.
The snowflakes on the ground were stirred up by the strong wind, forming a whirlwind, shattering the morning fog in the forest, obscuring Dracula's appearance and Ronan's panic, and disturbing the sight of Hagrid and the centaurs.
Behind the whirlwind, Dracula grabbed Ronan's neck and flew forward, ignoring the obstacles in front of him as if they were nothing. In an instant, several thick giant trees in the Forbidden Forest broke one after another and fell heavily to the ground, making a deafening sound!
It wasn't until he reached a clearing with no trees that Dracula stopped and threw Ronan to the ground like trash.
"I've been unhappy with you for a long time, centaurs." Dracula slowly lowered his figure from the air, landed next to Ronan and looked at him, his eyes full of coldness, "I have never understood what the centaurs are like. He has a long brain. He lives under the shadow of the wizard, but he thinks highly of himself and thinks he can transcend things."
"Cough cough cough... you will be punished!" Ronan covered his purple neck and coughed violently, and a line of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"I won't. It's just the weak who will suffer retribution." Dracula put away the dark wings on his back and squatted down, "Didn't you notice that I put it on for you during the flight just now? Several shields, just because I am worried that your weak body will die easily."
"If your body is not strong enough and your magic is not proficient enough, then who gives you your arrogance? The stars in the sky? You see clearly, the person who is trampling you under your feet now is precisely the vampire that your tribe has always looked down on, and your tribe depends on it for survival The Forbidden Forest is my private territory that belonged to me thousands of years ago!"
Ronan opened his eyes wide, and a legend that had been circulating in the clan for more than a hundred years appeared in his mind——
In 1811, the then Minister of Magic Grogan Stump set a new definition of "man", and the wizarding society reached an agreement to define "beast" together. Humans, that is, wizards and Muggles, are classified into this category, along with goblins, vampires, hags, giants, house elves, veela, and werewolves in human form.
However, because centaurs and mermaids were unwilling to share the term "human" with vampires and hags, they refused to accept being "human" and voluntarily were classified as "beasts".
The two groups who regarded themselves as noble soon paid the price——
Legend has it that after the meeting that defined "man" and "beast", a powerful vampire was extremely disgusted with this self-righteous behavior, so he broke into the territory of centaurs and mermaids alone.
He didn't care at all that the two tribes were besieging him with all their strength. He easily broke through all the sieges and quietly came to the side of the two tribe leaders. Even the mermaid hiding in the deep lake water did not escape that disaster.
No one knows what happened specifically, but after that, the patriarchs of the two groups at that time, in addition to the characteristics of mermaids and centaurs, also acquired the habits of another creature - blood-sucking, fear of sunlight, and aversion to the sun. garlic……
The vampire master seemed to be using his actions to make them make multiple choices. If their clan leader becomes a vampire that they despise, will these two groups silently accept it, or will they completely abandon their clan leader?
"Ahem, you...are you Count Dracula?!" Ronan asked in shock.
"It seems that more than a hundred years have passed, and my story has not been completely forgotten." Dracula said with a chuckle.
"Ahem, so what? We centaurs will never associate with evil half-dead existences like you even if we die!"
Ronan's brown-red horse body fell on the snow, and its four horse hooves struggled feebly, but it could not stand up. It looked very miserable.
But he still coughed up blood while weakly but firmly saying that he would not associate with vampires. He was ready to repeat the mistake of the centaurs leader who committed suicide under the stars.
At this moment, a burst of messy and loud footsteps came from a distance.
More centaurs surrounded them, including not only male warriors of the centaurs family, but also many topless female centaurs and elderly centaurs.
They held the bows and arrows of different lengths tightly in their hands, and nervously set up the bowstrings to point at Dracula. Their knuckles were so hard that they looked a little white, as if these backward crossbows could give them a sense of security facing Dracula. generally.
"Did everyone move?" Dracula crossed his arms and looked at the scene in front of him with a half-smile.
"Evil life, let go of Ronan!" The dark-skinned Bain stepped forward and shouted loudly, "If he makes any mistake, we will use all our clan's strength to purify you!"
"Oh, are you still the same as before, do you really want to wipe out your entire clan?" Dracula raised the corners of his lips and said nonchalantly.
"Bain, leave me alone, get out of here quickly!" He suddenly used one hand to barely hold up half of the human body, and shouted to Bain loudly.
Ronan, who was lying on the ground, had already learned the identity of Dracula. He was extremely anxious and did not want his tribe to experience another failure more than a hundred years ago.
Bain looked at him doubtfully, and before he could say anything else, a huge figure panted and followed him, forcing his way through the crowd of centaurs and coming to Bain's side.
"Bain, you centaurs can't understand human language at all?!" he said angrily, "I told you, this is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, and he and the unicorn were killed. It has nothing to do with it, it’s all a misunderstanding!”
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