Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

'Be careful. Vampires (vampires) are brutally ruthless monsters. Human beings bitten and changed by vampires, too, turn out to be. It's... I'm sure it's instinct'

The conversation I once had with Cenri goes past the back of my brain. Yeah, you're absolutely right.

The power of the blood is on the verge of depletion, and the flanks mutilated by Rhinel are in severe pain like burning. Needless to say, my body, which was seared by "Curse Flame," but even then, there was still a whirlpool of black killings in me.

Even close to extinguishing, this impulse will surely not go away.

Perhaps this is the identity of what makes vampires a monster to fear. In my rough urge and pain, I thought that. [M]

I'm sure vampires will never retreat against any foe in distress. I'm not even as frightened as Oliver is.

A vampire who hates battle must not exist. Fight till you die, that's the curse of vampires.

Reinell is rampaging. The giant smashes down the wall and the roar crumbles the ceiling. But even then, the black flames that surround Reinell's entire body will not go away.

Apparently, the "Curse Flame" went in completely. I don't know how I could let it go. Maybe lung viability has something to do with it? Was it a force that couldn't be used unless it was the body of the beast? Verification is fine later.

The sky is crumbling. I can't afford to chase it.

I have little more blood power. I don't even know up, down, left or right with hunger and pain. Squeeze away the slightest remaining force, extinguish the "Curse Flame" that burns you, and return your body to man. When the front leg covered in black hair smudges, it shrinks.

There's a bunch of debris falling in front of me. The ground rocks and falls to the floor.

Restoring the body did not change the wound worn. White smoke rises and blood flows. Hold it there. I want to go through the wounds, but I no longer even spare the power I use for "Pointed Claws".

The falling debris is fine with normal times, but if it's squashed now, he could die.

Dell was trying to crawl and put his back on the wall. I want to help you because I've come this far, but I can't even afford to do that very much. And Dell's can't move properly, either.

Eyes and eyes. A large plate of rock falls between them.

Apparently I couldn't afford to get out. If this happens, I'll have to leave my luck to heaven. Shrink yourself as much as possible and shelter your head.

At least I missed Cenri for the last time.

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How long has it been? Probably not that long.

The shake subsides and it is time to move the arm that was covering his head.

The ceiling had completely collapsed. I see a missing moon shining in heaven from a completely smashed ceiling.

Unlike earlier, there was silence around.

Apparently, he didn't have to be squashed. But things are not getting better.

I want to suck blood. He scolds his powerless hands and feet, and rises with a curse. Flow, wipe away the blood that was in your eyes.

I'm dying. If it hadn't been undead, he would have died already.

The Reinell army still remains as a whole. We should get out of here fast. But what happened to Dell?

I have cancer in my head and I can't determine my thoughts. First of all - I need to do something, take a peek at the wound that Reinell hit me with...

- At that time, a large pile of debris that was a few meters away exploded suddenly.

The debris pours down. Cover your face.

No, you're not. This is - it's not an explosion.

A large black mass rises and a cut out voice sounds quietly in the dark.

"Around, should... demons, my dear. Now, Heb, Ram and... I didn't know you had the same power."

Stupid...... impossible.

Reinell was clearly seriously injured. The whole body fur, which was golden, was burnt black, and there was no safe part of it as far as I could see.

But he's alive. All the flames that were burning my whole body are extinguished, and I stand up on those limbs.

It's half-dead. There's no power in it, no shadow to see.

Nonetheless, only those eyes were shimmering. The "Curse Flame" pain should have been an intolerable level in creatures, but is this dragon blood...

No, this won't be because Reinell can stand up now because he must be drawing dragon blood.

The late Demon King. Right now, Reinell stands only in his possession as the Demon King.

"Not yet, are you going to... Reinell"

I'm going to do it. I don't say anything, but I still have the will in Reinell's eyes. And he said he should, etc., but he's not afraid.

I had no more leeway. It's even a hundred million dollars to get up. But raise your arms and manage to take the stand.

Reinell's fur is burnt. Can I penetrate it now? Is it gonna be hard? Reinell is moving slowly. They should be dying, too. But the holy silver hook claw on its forefoot is alive and well.

The winning eye - it's like I don't see it.

Reinell's eyes narrow wide.

"End Baron. I'm proud to have fought you. Monica brought me the good one."

Apparently, it has been discerned that we don't have enough power to fight this way. But we don't have the power to just run, so we have to fight.

Overwrite the pain with a killing impulse.

Kill. I'm not just going to get killed. I'll kill you. My fingertips clenched to respond to my intent to kill, and my five-finger nails pointed only a few centimeters.

I can't afford to step in here. Do something to avoid a blow. And I'll empty a wind hole in that belly. That's all I have.

Its right forefoot is slowly swung up. I regret its beauty, which I can't see as if it were different from earlier.

I shouldn't have put my body back. Even if we could no longer return from the state of the beast, we should not have returned until we had confirmed Reinell's death.

The senses were rampant. The silver glow slowly falls. It's going to crush me just because of the intimidation. I can't raise my arm. Using intent to kill as fuel, I can't move my legs.

- No, I'm dying.

At that moment when despair passed the back of my brain, there was a stinging strange sound on my pretense.

I can't stand the wind pressure, I kneel.

Dead...... not. The silver hook claw stopped dozens of centimeters in front of him. My forefoot, which is about to be shaken down, is making a stinging noise.

"What... gets in the way... or..."

There was red and black thread wrapped around the front leg like a column of linel. A thin thread wrapped in multiple weights stops its auspicious arm altogether.

A moist, ear-touching voice echoes. It's an unfamiliar voice.

"No way... I didn't expect to meet 'Ancestor' in a place like this... I don't believe it"

I desperately look for the source of my voice.

It was behind the rubble. A woman with a neutral face wearing a black jacket. I wonder if my age is a little older than mine, but my whole body is burned and I approach Reinell without a single footstep to lose its majesty.

Behind him was a column of red cones a few meters. No - not a pillar. It's blood. A choking scent of blood.

A thread stretched from it intertwines the motion of Reinell.

Until now, the impending arm slowly lifts.

"Reinell the Demon King, he's not just" True Ancestor "True Vampire. He is - the King of Vampires, the Ancestor. He who originates, like my king. I didn't mean to get my hands on you - hehe... you can't let me kill you."

The words turned speculation into certainty.

This woman is a vampire. Evil signs like boiling darkness. Besides, it is not a junior (lesser) like me, it is total darkness.

Should I be happy or sad about its appearance?

But Reinell's subject seemed to have shifted completely.

"I didn't know you were there yet, Sable. You're a palliative dead man! I warned you, the next time I see you, I'll kill you.

I heard a bump. Reinell's arm pulls off the thread of blood and swings it down heavily toward the female vampire she called Sable.

Unexpectedly opens his eyes. I didn't know you could move this far with your whole body burned.

But the sable snapped.

"And I have to thank you. I didn't know you'd make that golden lion dragon so weak."

Reinell's giant floated slightly into the universe. The low sound of wearing damp objects increases continuously. Reinell opened his eyes stunned.

Soon, there were countless' piles of blood 'stabbed in Reinell's body. From directly below, from side to side, countless piles are cleaving the scorched fur of Reinell and eating it into its meat up to the middle.

Reinell growls. While worn by the pile, its hook claws are swinging down towards the sable. And on the brink of trying to rip that luxurious body right from the top - its flesh has become sumptuous.

Hooknails rip through the universe and pierce the ground. materialize where the sable is a few meters away. Naturally, there are no scratches on that body.

Fogging. It's the general ability of vampires.

Reinell spits blood and scratches big algae. The roar vibrates and blows the body away.

Sable turned this way and knelt when he ignored the rambling Reinell.

"O great vampire ancestor. This is my power that I inherited from the Lord - The Curse of Blood (Brad Payne). My army welcomes you."

Reinell breaks out. But there was never a battle. Countless threads of blood released additionally bind Reinell.

It was half my life in battle with me, and it was just too late.

Bloody red eyes, just like mine. I see sharp, pointed dog teeth from the edges of red lips like blood.

What are we gonna do?

I don't even have to think about it. I refuse.

As for my lord, I guess the lord of Sable is a vampire. And probably the same 'ancestor' as I am. Being one of them means being the enemy of Cenri.

Most importantly, I don't like this woman vampire attitude.

Sable's words were polite on the surface, but not 'solicitation'. I didn't confirm my intention. [M] Same as Reinell.

But you can't fight. There is no such power left.

Sable's negative power is enormous. I know because I'm the same vampire, but I'm suspicious if I can win even in full condition, I don't have a very good chance of winning in my current state.

Sable lifted the edge of her lips and grinned at me, desperately spinning her head.

"You are... very clever. Exactly, my ancestors. The present ancestors are - much weaker than I am. I just have to obey. Rest assured, my Lord is gathering the kings of the night. It should be a lot easier than living alone."

I'm not alone. I'm not alone. [M] I have a centipede. So I can't go with you.

Sable raised his index finger in a casual motion.

White skin with no blemishes, thin, clean fingers. From its pointy tip, the blood accidentally blows out and makes a small black sphere in the air.

The moment I saw it, my whole body hair turned upside down.

This is - bad.

Sable says in a cold voice.

"Let me put a wedge on it. I won't make it worse - this is a blood contract. My blood stays in my body and I will kill you depending on the circumstances. There's no way to resist."

Absolutely. Ability for vampires.

Curses and magic don't work on vampires. But this is not such an ability. Nor is it the absolute order once hung on the load.

Sable's ability is probably to manipulate blood. As I restrained Reinell... if he moves blood and crushes his heart and brain, he can be fatally wounded. So I can't turn it against you. It's too abusive a contract.

Blood spheres approaching.

I can't escape. I just have to kill him. But there is no alarm in the sable. If you give it all you can, you're going to be able to move your body a little bit, but the counter won't get through. The other person expects that, too.

When the blood sphere changed shape, it pointed like a needle. That tip approaches my head. [M]

The alarm irritates my head with cancer. My hands, my arms, my shoulders tremble. I can't breathe. I don't know what to do, I open the only lip I can move properly.

And I thought nothing of it, and I was desperate to raise my voice.

"'Dead, lay low'"

"Huh!?

Sable's face distorts in amazement. The blood needle stopped perfectly.

The voices I made were plundering. The words I put out half unconsciously were not a language I knew. But I know the wonder and the meaning.

My hands were shaking. It is not fatigue. This is fear. But it's not fear of sable.

Now I'm - I'm in awe of myself.

"'I am the one who defies the Underworld, the king of the dead. The ruler of the coma world. rejoice. Drop your head, and turn into my followers'"

"Then, silly......... this is... Necromancy. Oh, you..."

The room had already disappeared from the look on Sable's face.

The needle of blood melts and collapses, retreating for several meters as if the sable were to escape in a agile motion. Even the bloodless appearance turned even paler and its fingertips were shaking fine. Only red lips are as impressive as blood.

"Oh, yeah, no. You... no, you're not... you're not just a vampire." The King of the Dead "! No way, a new vampire (vampire) king of the dead..."

Bounced. I can tell by the feeling.

The magic of 'subordination' did not pass. Bounced by vampire resistance. But it wasn't strange to be through. At the root of Sable's curse, there was a feeling that touched its heart.

This... is the power of the Lord. It's the power Horos Carmen has acquired over the years.

Lorde hasn't appeared, but he does breathe in me.

Horrible. It's not like the magic of life I've spent days remembering. Is this the power of magic guidance?

You understand the resistance was a success, but the shaking of the sable didn't stop. My pupils are completely open.

The female vampire in front of her is now being manipulated by fear that also exceeds the killing impulse.

"That power, born... is it? My Lord… report…"

"'Stop your legs.'"

"Huh!?

Rushing Sable's foot stops to cling to my words.

Shall I call it a "spell"? Necromancer manipulates the dead. Even if they weren't the ones who created them themselves, if they had the magic of vampires, would they be able to do this much?

It's been a real moment since I was stopped on my feet. But that was enough.

Silver flashes struck the sable that tried to rush out again.

It's Reinell's nail. Whether the agitation had lifted the blood restraint, the blow of the Lion Dragon, swung down directly from the side, had torn the sable to pieces.

A small scream rises. The skinny body is separated into the upper and lower body and falls to the floor.

Rinell, scattered through a pile of blood, was just a dead body. Its eyes are cloudy and its vitality is diminishing. But I'm standing. Those eyes were firmly, shooting through a rolling sable on the floor.

A mass of blood overflows from Reinell's mouth, and its giant collapses. Signs of life disappear.

Brilliant. I couldn't exchange words, but it was too brilliant a last.

"Heh... not dying, but heh!... Not yet. Not yet!

Sable gets up on his hands. The thread of blood extends without sound and glues the body, which should have been completely severed. It's too convenient, I want it too.

White smoke was rising from the wound. But Reinell's blow did damage the Sable, but its power has barely diminished yet.

I know because I'm a vampire, too. The properties of Sacred Silver are to inflict unhealing wounds and cannot directly reduce the power of blood.

I didn't know you were going to bother with vampire immortality anymore. Release the words with all your strength.

"'Obey'"

"Guh............... it doesn't work anymore. It's not working, End Baron. If you're ready, there's nothing you can do."

With the sable bloodless, a thin grin.

Damn...... too soon to be tolerant. Apparently Sable is pretty awesome. Cenri's story was that vampires are vulnerable to pain, but they have just severed their bodies, but little gaps have occurred.

But apparently, I could buy you some time.

Lost in Sable's eyes. I suppose you're thinking of turning me over or just running away. The stray was the life.

"Huh!?

White light squeezes away Sable's body obliquely. I felt a strange resting place in a shivering, clean light.

Over the rubble, comes the Holy Knight. A familiar white travel outfit. Nostalgic smell. Silver treasure swords reflect and shine the moonlight.

"Sorry, End...... it's late"

"No... it's okay. Just now, just now."

The look of Cenri I haven't seen in a long time was still beautiful. Is it because I have crossed the Demon King Army that I see a little tiredness in my expression? But the clothes don't have a drop of blood on them.

And Cenri ran over to me, and beheld him that he had gone away.

Enough. Beautiful, horrible. Dell was strong, but the girl in front of him was of different stature.

"Stupid...... end, knight...... so!?

Sable's expression distorts stunningly.

Receiving the holy light, Sable's flesh had mostly been wiped out. The lower body, which had managed to be connected by a thread of blood, has disappeared, as has the upper body to the chest. This will no longer happen and nothing can be done.

Sable's eyes stare at the centipede, then he confirms me sheltered behind him.

Why, end knight, take the side of the ancestors!?

"…… the end is different from yours"

"Kuh.................."

Blood columns spin hard and fly countless needles. It was ejected at high speeds from all directions, and Cenri unfolded a wall of light.

The needle of blood disappears as if it touched the light or no or nothing. Even if it's compatible, it's too overwhelming.

A little blood drips from its lips. Did you bite it off?

And Sable told me to throw up. Strong grudging voices.

"... so far, or... yet, Knight of the End..."

The centipede did not move. Because I'm here. You can't move to protect me from the needle of blood.

But the battle has already been decided. It also uses its power to fly blood needles, Cenri just has to wait until the force runs out.

Red eyes like blood can be directed at me kneeling on the floor. The tongue licked the blood flowing from his lips.

"End Baron. I'll see you around. Next time, we're on the same side."

It's a pitiful story, but I can tell you to hide behind a centipede. Breathe loudly and stare at the female vampire.

"I refuse. I am satisfied with my current state."

In the first place, there is no way to escape to Sable.

Blood needle ejection stops. Cenri didn't rush out. Stand before me as if to protect you. [M]

Sable grinned and said, as if to mock.

"Vampires cannot live, such as with humans"

Blood columns change unexpectedly black. Sable's remaining body accidentally swells and explodes. But it's not suicide.

At the next moment, the columns of blood and the upper body of the sable had turned into countless bats. The flock of bats screams and flies away dispersed in all directions. Later there won't even be a piece of clothing left.

Cenri sighed small and put his strength into the sword. Look at me.

There was strong regret in its appearance. Makes me want to suck blood.

"End, I'm sorry"

"I missed you"

"Yes..................... Me too"

Cenri then poked his sword wide and released his power toward the moon.

"Destroyed"

The light extinguishes a group of bats and releases them in all directions as they go.

A band of light shining in the sky. When I burned a beautiful sight in my brain, I let go of my consciousness completely.