Kwagagagagang!!!
The Castle of Erbenus is crumbling.
The blood-soaked battlefield continues to produce explosive sounds, and countless blood weapons and magics are swirling around.
“Pretty much!”
The Throne of Blood was claimed by Ardor while Blodia gained a name.
Behind Ardor, countless blood spears are created and rain down like a storm.
Blodia still maintains an expressionless face; as she waves her hand, numerous magics manifest to block the attacks.
At the same time, the sharply darting Blood Dagger evokes a chilling sensation as if cutting the neck, but dodging is still an option.
He mockingly laughs at Blodia while generating even more spears.
“Do you think you blocked it?”
“…?”
Kugugugu!!
This is the Castle of the Bloodsucker, where the Throne of Blood resides.
Having obtained the throne, Ardor gained the right to control all the blood within this domain.
Although he’s just gotten the throne and isn’t familiar with it yet, he is an Elder.
As time passes, his control incrementally strengthens, and Blodia’s magic begins to falter one by one.
Of course, Blodia, having a name herself, resists in her own way, but that’s all there is to it.
Pushushuk!
It wasn’t enough to turn the tide of the unfavorable battle.
Dozens of spears pierced Blodia’s body and flew beyond.
Ardor spread his massive wings and headed towards where she had flown.
Gasping for breath and bleeding profusely, Blodia is being quietly observed by Riven.
“The moment you let me take the throne, your chances of winning vanished.”
“……”
“Haha… I’ve bitten off more than I can chew. Who knew you could already use ‘Blood Control’ with just a little reading.”
“Well, of course…”
“For a mere accessory, it’s quite useful. If I had known, I would have paid more attention.”
“? What are you talking about? Rather, why aren’t you fighting?”
The victor was Ardor, but the battle was incredibly fierce.
Both sides exchanged blows without yielding an inch, and it wouldn’t have been surprising if either one emerged victorious.
Had he not mastered ‘Blood Control’ through the throne in the latter part of the fight, Ardor himself would have been the one lying down.
‘All Riven did was subdue that rushing Quio punk. What a fool. If you’re weak, just stay still and aim for the back.’
Why did he suddenly go crazy and charge in first?
Of course, this Book of Revelation has a feature that disturbs the Bloodsucker’s mind.
However, Quio, being an Elder, was somewhat manageable.
Riven continues to indecisively pull out the spears lodged in the fallen Blodia, almost as if checking something.
Cough!
“Kaak!”
“Why aren’t you fighting? That statement is a bit contradictory. I am currently putting my utmost effort into fighting at this very moment.”
“Are you crying? That statement is a bit contradictory. Even at this moment, I am fighting with all my sincerity.”
“You were just watching while your king is dying?”
“They call it a strategic retreat. Even with this appearance, I was once a knight who protected the king. How could I abandon him?”
“…You’re talking nonsense.”
“Are you the only one?”
Ardor raised his blood-stained hands and thought.
‘That guy is insane too.’
He was already uncontrollable with a reckless personality, but ever since he brought the Book of Revelation, his gaze has completely changed.
He was so mad that he even left Blodia, whom he tried so hard to place on the throne, unguarded.
If he had been sane, he would have rushed in immediately.
“Do you know, Ardor? Why does the power of the ‘throne’ summon a ‘spear’ instead of familiar weapons like swords, chains, or sickles?”
“?”
Riven asked.
Ardor still maintained his focus, not letting his guard down.
This was a guy who used spells that he couldn’t even read.
With the power and authority he has to ‘shoot out’ Blodia like that, a petty attack wouldn’t work.
He needed to eliminate him with just one strike.
“What does it matter? This power is so strong.”
“…Is it?”
“Yeah. So now…”
Smirk.
Riven was still smiling.
‘What is this feeling.’
It’s clearly a fight that I’ve won, yet that smiling face uncomfortably irritated him.
“After all, you too. I didn’t have high expectations. Still, I thought there might be a little hope.”
“…Crazy bastard. Enough. You should die now. I need to carry the name of Erbenus.”
“I don’t want to die.”
“That’s not up to you.”
Krack!!
A massive energy gathered behind Ardor.
It was so large that it was hard to believe this was reality.
The gigantic red spear pierced through all protection, evasion, and the unknown powers that supported Riven, smashing him to pieces.
And just like that, Riven was dead.
Ardor extracted the heart of the dead Riven and completely dealt with the woman Blodia, gaining the name of Erbenus.
Thus, the end of Blodia and Riven, who ruled the throne, came to such a fleeting conclusion.
Finally, this world of bloodsuckers completely became Ardor’s.
“Hehehe… Hahahahahaha!!”
What pathetic fools…
“Pathetic… pathetic… pathetic…”
.
.
.
“Pathetic… Hehe…”
“You’re smiling, Riven.”
“Leave me alone.”
Smirk.
“It seems you’re having a delightful dream.”
■
The newly reborn king, Blodia, curiously poked the neckless Ardor.
Blodia poked the headless Ardor as if she found it amusing.
The clean cut didn’t leak a single drop of blood, and the body stood upright.
The severed head, placed on the throne, was chuckling away.
The fight had already been over the moment Blodia and Ardor locked eyes.
No matter how much they talked about blood domination through the throne, it was ultimately derived from the progenitor of bloodsuckers.
It was impossible to stop the reign of ‘Erbenus.’
“Still, it was pretty usable. Weak, but it followed that person’s rule.”
“Is it strong?”
“Of course, it’s not on par with the king… but it’s usable.”
Swish.
Blodia lifted Ardor’s head.
Then, she casually walked over and placed his head right back on the body that stood there.
Ardor was regenerating with bubbling sounds.
Since he was cut by a power, healing wasn’t easy, but thanks to the revelations and the throne, there was at least some regeneration happening.
“You inserted it the wrong way around, you know?”
“Ah?”
Skrick!
“Do it again.”
“Well done.”
Clap clap clap.
As Riven clapped, Blodia seemed a bit shy and poked the standing Ardor again.
Ardor was still smiling.
“What do we do about this?”
“Many elders have died. Since that person has come to this land, there should be enough power. You can either recruit new members or recycle the existing elders.”
“Like this?”
“Yes, just like that lady right in front of you.”
The dead Quio from earlier had no use, but Ardor was somewhat useful.
Despite having unsavory thoughts, few possessed talent like Ardor did.
Blodia scratched her head while thinking, “Hmm… What if I change the mind?”
“Usually, talent reflects the existence’s mental state. If you alter the self, the body’s talents might remain, but handling magic or power would likely vanish.”
“So what then?”
“There are about two options. One is to delicately manipulate the mind to preserve the talent.”
Swish.
Riven’s finger traced along the neck.
“Or just send them off.”
“……”
“The choice is up to the king.”
“What did I do before?”
“Usually, you just killed them. Since you have been reborn, there’s no need to follow the past. You and the former Blodia can be considered different existences.”
“Hmm.”
“So think it over carefully…”
“Then…”
What about the previous king?
“……”
“They say he was an incredible existence. My beginning, the beginning of the bloodsuckers was birthed from that ‘progenitor’.”
“That’s right.”
“If he’s such an existence, can’t I imitate him a little?”
“…That person was half and half.”
“Half and half?”
“If they were useful, he watched over them for quite a long time. If they weren’t useful, he just let them live as ordinary bloodsuckers.”
“He didn’t kill them?”
“Living as an ordinary bloodsucker is essentially the same as being killed.”
“Hm…”
Whoosh!!
Blodia’s red, purplish blood seeped into Ardor.
Ardor regenerated at a speed much faster than before.
“I’ll fix it. It seems we’ll need someone who can work, as you said.”
“As you wish.”
“I don’t like that. Do I really have to?”
“You don’t have to do anything unnecessary.”
The corpse referred to as ‘that one’ turned into a handful of blood as Blodia’s gaze met it.
The blood all seeped into Ardor.
Clack, clack.
Blodia ascended the stairs to the throne.
Despite her small stature, she looked taller than anyone else as she sat on the throne, bathed in the red light coming through the window.
Hooong…!
The power of the throne returned to Blodia once more.
Having obtained both the throne and the name, Blodia rolled her eyes and suddenly turned to look at Riven.
Riven, naturally guarding Blodia, responded.
“Riven.”
“Yes, your majesty.”
“Will the ‘Dominion of Blood’ work on the progenitor too?”
“……”
The Dominion of Blood is derived from the name ‘Erbenus’.
Blodia used this power to become the king of bloodsuckers and gained unparalleled strength.
‘But.’
Is it possible to control the progenitor itself, which is beyond just a mere name, ‘Erbenus’?
Riven shook his head.
“It would be impossible if that person were normal.”
“…? Normal?”
“It’s possible now. The weakness of that person, and the abominable angel being weakened too. All of this would be impossible if it weren’t for now.”
Above all.
Snap!
As Riven snapped his fingers, a book was handed to Blodia’s small hand.
It was a book unlike the book of revelations everyone desired, in a rather unique form.
Inside it were more contents than Ardor had hidden.
“This matter is ordained.”
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