Boundless Necromancer

Chapter 116:

Chapter 116:

The Tsunami of Blood.

Watching that wave, reminiscent of a grand catastrophe, I quickly assessed the situation.

‘The Tsunami of Blood must be something created by the Vampire Lord using his blood manipulation ability.’

When I pieced together the information the vampires had shared as they were being slaughtered by me, it became clear that this disaster was born from their blood manipulation ability.

Although it was on a different level compared to the vampire’s capacity, which was limited to a few arrows and weapons…..

The crimson torrent of blood was undoubtedly a product of the vampire’s unique ability, the blood manipulation technique.

“It’s a lucky day.”

It appeared that I could instantly engrave the skill onto the Bloodline Greatsword, which I could do three times at most.

The only potential issue was the vampire Lord’s strength. Yet, that aspect actually excited me.

Judging from the level of delicate magic power I felt within the Tsunami of Blood, it was similar to what I had encountered with Namgung Hyuk in Tokyo.

Moreover, with the inclusion of the rare ability called blood manipulation, he was set to become a formidable opponent.

If I hadn’t advanced through two stages, facing the Vampire Lord would have been a life-or-death situation.

“But not now.”

Having ascended two layers, my current abilities had made me a significant force.

My obsession with skill dependency had faded, and my inherent abilities had improved to an unprecedented degree.

Even more so, I had acquired new powers. Thus, instead of fear, I felt a sense of anticipation.

That’s exactly right…

‘If I can defeat an opponent at this level, then I can defeat Namgung Hyuk too.’

If I were to overcome the Vampire Lord, it would mean surpassing my battle with Namgung Hyuk in Tokyo.

Hence, a kind of challenge spirit emerged, and a tingling excitement spread throughout my body. But…..

“…… High magic? Could it be that the Vampire Lord possessed the ability to use high magic?

“…..Could it really be? It’s probably just a racial trait. His ability is likely strong enough to remind us of high magic.

“……..So, what should we do? If we stay like this, it feels like we’ll all die sooner or later.”

Unlike me, the team members behind me emanated a serious atmosphere individually.

Still in an activated state, I intuited the situation through the senses granted by the Six senses skill.

‘If we leave it like this, those three might actually die…?’

Andrei Tarkovsky.

Michimoto Sachio.

David Taylor.

Two of them were renowned figures even before I entered the tower,

and even David Taylor, a member of the Clock Tower, appeared to have less power as a mage.

…… No, to be precise, I had surpassed their level to an excessive extent.

‘Have I really grown this much already…?’

Feeling a strange sentiment at having overtaken the level of hunters I once admired was a fleeting moment.

Regardless, leaving these three as they were would undoubtedly lead to their deaths.

I expanded my presence gradually and, catching a glimpse of the approaching Tsunami of Blood, I opened my mouth to speak.

“Leave this place and bring the cleric here.” “……Huh? The cleric? There’s really no need for that anymore…..”

“To be honest, if you’re here, it puts me in a difficult situation.”

“…”

Interrupting the bewildered Michimoto Sachiyo, I addressed them directly.

Having all three of them here wouldn’t make any difference, I couldn’t protect them all.

I had assigned individual tasks so that they could handle their missions on their own while I confronted the Vampire Lord.

Moreover,

‘To absorb the Vampire Lord’s spirit, I needed to hunt him down alone.’

If the contributions from others piled up, I might not be able to absorb his spirit fully.

Of course, I thought they could offer assistance in some way…..

but surprisingly, the three challengers seemed to have short thoughts, and soon they followed my instructions.

“Understood. We’ll follow Mr Han Sungyeun’s instructions and make contact with the cleric.”

With those words, Michimoto Sachio vanished into the shadows.

“I’ll do just as instructed. Although it feels a bit odd to be someone’s errand boy after a long time, there’s no choice.”

Followed by Andrei, he muttered something strangely before quickly disappearing into the city.

“As I mentioned before, I have no intention of defying your orders. We’ll gather the clerics and come back.”

With that, even David Taylor entered stealth mode and disappeared from sight. Watching them disappear, I couldn’t help but smirk.

No matter what, these three challengers had quickly activated their situational judgment abilities.

All the concerns I had were completely gone.

So…

“Finally, we can engage in a real fight.”

It was time to clearly see the results of my growth.

Cell Neir was a True Ancestral Vampire.

Not just a mere human turned vampire, but a being born as a full-fledged vampire.

He had held a relatively high position among vampires, occupying the title of a count, even in the hierarchy of the vampire world within Callian’s dimension.

However, Cell Neir was not content with becoming a vampire lord, he desired more power.

He aimed to become a vampire king, a position at the top of the food chain, one that was incredibly powerful……

And so.

Cell Neir, who originally didn’t believe in gods, began to worship the God of Battle.

He channeled the faith of his vampire followers into enhancing his species’ inherent traits with divine powers.

The God of Battle was one who bestowed greater blessings upon those who worshipped him whenever they engaged in combat.

Exploiting this aspect, Cell Neir began to indiscriminately destroy human cities, growing stronger with each act of destruction.

The blood magic that had been powerful from the start had now developed to the point where it could control the blood coursing through rivers.

As the strength of his blood magic increased, Cell Neir even acquired a regenerative ability that bordered on immortality.

“The God of Battle designates Cell Neir as a prospective apostle.”

With the destruction of human cities numbering in the double digits, Cell Neir had unwittingly become a prospective apostle.

He was no longer just a vampire lord, he was a formidable figure who aimed for a higher status.

After completely conquered the city and gaining recognition as a true disciple of the God of Battle,

In the realm of Callian, he intended to surpass vampires of lesser stature and obtain a rank higher than a Lord.

However, Cell Neir’s plans took an unexpected turn in an instant.

The vampire kin who had been close to him and had helped in the city’s conquest were slaughtered, not merely killed, but annihilated.

And it wasn’t just that , they were massacred at the hands of a mere human.

The moment Cell Neir realized that it was a human who had committed this massacre,

he couldn’t contain his rage, triggering the Blood Tsunami.

“How dare insignificant humans rebel against me…!”

Splashhhh…!

The Tsunami of Blood unleashed by Cell Neir began to engulf the city, causing his very own tower to collapse.

Like a flood, it congregated in the streets, killing humans throughout the city.

The blood magic of Cell Neir, now a designated prospective apostle of the God of Battle, exuded a catastrophe-like power.

As the Tsunami of blood grew, Cell Neir laughed maniacally, shouting,

“Hahaha! Worthless insects dared to rebel against me without understanding their place! Die and beg for forgiveness before me!”

Amidst the city’s crumbling buildings and destruction, Cell Neir reveled in ecstasy, his pleasure overflowing.

He couldn’t restrain his delight and unleashed his blood magic, advancing toward the city’s gates.

Standing atop the waves of blood like a surfer on a tidal wave, his eyes reflected madness.

However, the Blood Tide couldn’t fully cover the entire city according to Cell Neir’s will.

“…..!?”

Splashhh…!

He noticed that the swelling tide of blood was gradually diminishing in size.

The area under his control was being encroached upon by another’s influence, despite Cell Neir’s intentions.

It was at this moment of his confusion, trying to grasp the situation, that a thunderous impact occurred.

Kwaaaang-!

It was pierced through.

The Tsunami Of Blood, formed by blood magic advanced to the level of a domain, was pierced through with apparent ease.

And what pierced through the Tsunami of Blood was none other than a True Strike.

A True Strike imbued with crimson lightning, specialized for lethality.

Zzzap!

” Aaargh!”

Cell Neir, caught off guard and unable to respond to the True Strike, lost his left arm.

Despite its True Strike form, it contained more than just its apparent power.

It was practically a pseudo-explosion, and as a result, his entire left arm was blown away.

Gripping the stump of his severed arm, Cell Neir screamed in anger with bloodshot eyes.

“Graah! How dare you…! How dare you to… not forgive me!”

The fire of rage burned in Cell Neir’s eyes, a sensation he hadn’t felt in a long time.

But this fiery rage was short-lived.

The Tsunami of Blood formed by his blood magic was progressively shrinking, and he had a choice to make.

As the domain of blood control expanded, the density of the blood he could manipulate diminished infinitely.

Although Cell Neir’s blood magic had overcome this drawback to some extent…..

‘Ahg….! I can’t maintain the form of blood anymore…!’

Due to an interference from an unknown source of dominance, his blood magic was gradually destabilizing.

Ultimately, Cell Neir reduced the size of his blood magic and released the blood tide.

But it wasn’t a simple release.

Splashhh…!

Lowering the blood tide, almost flattening the area near the gate, he deactivated his blood magic.

In an instant, a resounding boom echoed as a tremendous volume of blood surged downward as he had anticipated.

Cell Neir stood upon the foundation made of blood and burst into laughter.

“Hahahaha! Foolish wretch! Did you really think someone who’s not even a True Ancestral Vampire could interfere with blood of this magnitude?”

However, Cell Neir’s laughter didn’t last long.

This was because…

“…..What’s this?”

The buildings near the gate, upon which the blood tide had descended, remained unscathed.

The scene was as if they hadn’t been struck at all, and Cell Neir was baffled.

So, where did the resounding boom just now originate?

The answer to that question wasn’t far away.

Sringgg-.

In response to the ominously resonating noise, Cell Neir’s gaze shifted downward, and…

In an instant, he could see a bright red sword emanating the aura of blood.

“Charging complete.”

“Skill ‘Counter Strike Shield’ is now in a state to reflect accumulated damage.”

Emitting crimson steam all over his body, a human male, holding a brilliantly gleaming sword in both hands…..

Even without going through complex thought processes, Cell Neir could instantly sense the danger.

He trembled and swiftly drew blood from the city, wrapping his body with it.

“What the…!”

Cell Neir had never seen such an overheated sword in his considerably long life.

However, there was one similar instance he had heard of before.

A tale of a hero who had come close to eradicating vampires with the holy sword.

Thinking back, it was an annoyingly old-fashioned and almost mythical story.

He had considered it merely a fabricated tale to intimidate vampires, but……

Watching the beam emitted from the red-glowing sword held by the human man changed his perspective.

Unlike the stories he had heard in the past, it wasn’t noble, instead, it was disturbingly intense in its redness.

But there was no doubt that the light emitted from the sword in the human man’s hand was a radiance meant to eradicate him.

“Ah.”

The hero, and the holy sword……

“Was it a real tale……?”

Han Sungyeun’s Radiant Sword descended upon Cell Neir.

[To be continued.]