The Audience Room filled with a crimson blood light.
The girl, Blodia, seated upon the Throne of Blood, noticed another girl quietly gliding toward her in a casket from afar.
“Looks like you’ve made something interesting.”
‘Progenitor.’
The beginning of Bloodsuckers and an otherworldly being who governs ‘Blood’s Rule.’
No matter how much Blodia claims to be herself, if she were a normal Progenitor, facing her would have been impossible.
But the Progenitor was currently in a remarkably weakened state.
Blodia could face the Progenitor without being affected by Blood’s Rule.
‘…Still doesn’t work.’
Of course, the Blood’s Rule that Blodia possessed didn’t affect the Progenitor either.
“Are you the Progenitor? You look just like what Riven said.”
“Where’s Riven?”
“She doesn’t want to meet you. If she does, she’ll definitely die.”
“Smart girl.”
The Progenitor was not merciful enough to spare a Betrayer.
Knowing this, Blodia stepped forward without revealing herself.
Toook.
As the Progenitor descended from the casket, blood began to gather around her.
The Progenitor, the king of Bloodsuckers, and Blodia, who mimicked such a Progenitor.
Upon receiving the energy from the two kings, the blood swirled around confusedly before it began to split into two polar extremes.
When the Progenitor extended her hand, dozens, hundreds of blood magic spells rose into the air.
“What’s your relationship with the fake sister?”
“Fake sister?”
“Lily. What did you receive from the demon Lily?”
Blodia tilted her head at the Progenitor’s question.
She didn’t answer but miraculously conjured the same magic.
The magic was similar to the Progenitor’s, yet strangely mimicked.
‘Black Lily.’
The power of the Black Lily seeped into the magic.
“Riven said you’re no longer a king. The master of the past should just disappear now.”
“…How rude. You too. Riven as well.”
“Hmph.”
Whoosh!!!
Blood magic surged from both sides.
As the Castle of Erben collapsed, hundreds, thousands of exchanges transpired.
And then.
■ ■■■■ ■■
“■■■ ■■■ ■”
“…!”
“■ ■.”
Lasty’s body crumbled.
*
Quack!!
“Do you need anything else?”
“Haha… your predictions never miss, do they?”
“…..”
[Ha]
[To Lily]
[I can’t do anything, lol]
[Yeah, right cut]
[Weak, huh?]
[One spear handling her is crazy.]
[What’s happening to the Progenitor’s eye?]
Riven asked me to wait until Blodia’s battle, which was in a different location from Lasty, was over, and of course, I refused.
Who would wait until the enemy is complete?
Could it be?
Now that it’s no longer just content for fun, I took them quite seriously.
Blodia oozed a pretty strong power but was the first to lose, rolling around the Audience Room, while Riven was chuckling with her armor all torn apart.
And here I am, aiming the spear point at Riven’s neck.
Like Lasty, I am currently in a sealed state.
As a Bloodsucker, I couldn’t stop the Blood Knight with the power of that Elder and Blodia, but I had another power.
“…Isn’t it cheating to use an Angel’s technique in a Bloodsucker’s body?”
“Too bad. This one’s still intact.”
What’s sealed are the weapons, titles, stats, and the techniques I learned after arriving in Deoen.
The abilities I gained after Deoen are sealed, but the techniques stored in my mind are not.
“Of course, I’m a bit struggling due to lack of blood… I guess I can only use ‘Roar of the Spear’ a few times for now…”
“Why doesn’t Blood Control work?”
“If it did, wouldn’t that be even more surprising?”
Just comparing me and Lasty brings a whole level of difference.
Let alone the Blood Control that the Hahwiho is capable of—if that worked, it would be downright hilarious.
“There’s a difference in ranks, you see.”
“……”
[LOL]
[Aha]
[Ah… this is called the ‘difference in ranks’.]
[To Lily]
[Aha]
[Truly, disregarding powers is Lily, LOL]
[But the Blood Storm was kinda cool.]
[For real, LOL]
[???: You’re playing like trash;;]
[As expected, Lily is still the best, LOL]
Phew…
The spear tip plunged deep into Riven’s neck.
For an ordinary person, it would be fatal damage, but the opponent is a Vampire.
Even with her neck or heart ripped out, a High-class Vampire could handle it.
Gulp! Gulp!
However, if uncontrolled blood drains excessively, the story changes.
Already, Riven had lost most of her control and was on the verge of dying.
“Cough!”
“What did the Black Lily say?”
“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Didn’t we see it first? An existence like that came and lent its strength, right?”
The power of the Black Lily cannot simply be learned from reading a book.
To learn ‘Power’ beyond mere magic means to ‘understand’ the essence of the Demon Race.
Most souls collapse in body and mind just by encountering a Demon.
But Riven was maintaining herself, despite her mind being a bit off.
“You’ve accurately grasped my identity, and above all, it’s not something to do in front of a ‘Progenitor’.”
Riven knew well the danger and strength of the Progenitor more than anyone else.
Chuckling, she shook her head.
“I want to say half of that is right.”
“Half?”
“Cough. This matter has been foretold long before. The moment you brought downfall to my kingdom and the king.”
“The moment I brought down the kingdom.”
Jolt!
“So it was already destined.”
“!”
“Sadly, it’s already too late.”
Bwam!
Riven’s body exploded like Juruinas.
Looking to the side, Blodia was also dead, and I could feel the splattered blood floating and moving somewhere.
I thought of trying to control it but resisting the power of blood was my limit for now.
“Ha…”
[?]
[?????]
[What?]
[Why the anxiety?]
[Uagh!]
[Another explosion?]
“It seems there’s a problem on Lasty’s side. We need to hurry.”
I quickly moved my steps toward where the blood was heading.
Blodia and Riven.
Neither of them would be a problem.
They aren’t strong in themselves, just made powerful by the ‘Throne of Blood’ and the existence of a ‘Name.’
Besides that, their strength is no different from a typical elder vampire.
‘But Black Lily is different.’
She has the power to break the game with just a tiny intervention.
The power of Black Lily that they use is something I couldn’t easily block even in my usual state.
Let alone the very, very weakened Lasty who would have a slim chance of withstanding it.
‘I can’t get in touch. Is it already too late to contact her?’
Normally it would have been confirmed quickly, but I exerted a lot of strength catching Riven and Blodia just now.
At this rate, even if I somehow crossed spaces toward where Lasty is, the chances of actually being effective would be slim.
“…Is there no way?”
[?]
[Yes?]
I wanted to go as comfortably as possible, but my mind changed.
If Black Lily truly intervened, what she desires… is probably just one thing.
‘For me to learn magic.’
Just as I feel the importance of weapon techniques and physical strength, Black Lily deeply understands the importance of magic as well.
The Book of Magia was given not by Black Lily but by the System, yet she also sealed the Celestial Skewers inside that box.
As a designated boss, she can’t directly manipulate the situation, so she must be trying to use this opportunity to direct me as she wishes.
I’m diligently learning the Book of Magia, but it’s not because I absolutely need to.
‘If she wants it.’
Shwaaaak!!!
The blood is sucked in.
An enormous amount of blood, more than I’m allowed, is being forcibly drawn towards me.
In response, the rank and soul experience incredible strain, but I don’t care.
‘Just a brief pain.’
Such a ‘mere’ discomfort won’t wear me down, and it merely creaks under the weight of the rejected power.
The system sealed me in preparation for moments like this, but rules are meant to be broken.
[Lily?]
“Hey?”
“Lily?”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa!”
“What is it?”
“Did I just become a demon?”
Before I knew it, the red wings of a vampire were spread behind me.
The white fangs had grown sharper, and the crimson glow in my eyes shone even brighter.
“Hah… Scissura.”
Swoooosh!!
Third chapter, third line of the Book of Magia.
As the rift opened, I transcended space to where Lasty was.
■
“……”
As I crossed into this new space, I saw Lasty staring blankly into the void.
Blodia had disappeared without a trace, and there stood Lasty alone amidst the ruins of a broken castle.
I ran toward Lasty but soon had to come to an abrupt stop.
[?]
[???]
“Lily?”
“Isn’t that the Progenitor?”
“Huh?”
Well, it made sense since Lasty…
“Lasty?”
“……”
“Is it really true that a so-called Progenitor lost to a fake—”
“…Did you expect me to lose?”
Swish.
Lasty turned her head to look at me, as if in disbelief.
She seemed fine.
As she poked my side with a blunt expression, I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“I was half-expecting it. The odds of you actually losing were quite high.”
“It did hurt, though. Thanks a lot, now I’ve got some strange stuff stuck to me.”
Lasty flipped her hair back.
It was still her signature silver hair, but some strands had turned black.
Even part of her left eye had been partially eaten away, showing a hint of purple.
“It feels like someone cast a spell, but it won’t come off. It’s not like they were trying to kill me, so why would they…?”
“…Hold on, what’s this?”
“?”
Given the circumstances, it seemed that Lasty had faced the ‘real’ Blodia.
If she had captured her, that means…
[Someone has stolen Erbenus’s name!]
The transfer of names has been completed.
If it were just a simple user, or even a resident, there wouldn’t be any issue, but…
[World Quest, Name of Blood (EP. 3) has been terminated by someone.]
[Measuring contribution degree and reward based on the first clear user of the quest…]
[Measurement impossible.]
[Since measurement is impossible, recording as entity, Unknown, to maintain this episode.]
[World – Name of Blood (EP. 3)]
Objective – Transfer or maintain the name of ‘Erbenus.’
Reward – ?, Title – of Erbenus Blodia?
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