Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 781: Let’s Put That Theory To The Test

The sound of fists hitting flesh reverberated in the night.

In Ethan's life, there had only been a few times when he felt genuine anger, and right now was one of them.

Seeing Joanne and Hecate in their weakened state made him feel like killing someone. And, since the cause of their weakened state was present, he was enjoying the use of his bare fists to vent out his frustrations.

Ethan could tell at a glance that Godfrey could still endure his blows to a certain extent, despite the Vampire Lord being a spent candle.

It seemed that, while Hecate's final attack failed to kill him, despite it being imbued with a Divinity that had the power to seal the ability of others, the Demigod was suffering from its effects.

Just like Ethan could absorb the powers of witches with a kiss, regeneration was a natural trait Godfrey was born with, so it couldn't be sealed.

Right now, he wasn't dying, but the only thing the Demigod could do was receive Ethan's punches.

"Hah… you can't… kill me," Godfrey said as he slowly propped himself up from the ground. "You… won't be able to handle… the consequences… of killing me."

The Vampire Lord glared at the young man who was slowly walking in his direction.

Thick crumbling sounds reverberated in the surroundings as Ethan walked over the ground.

The overwhelming pressure and aura that his body was releasing made the ground beneath his feet crack and break.

"Consequences?" Ethan sneered as he approached the Vampire Lord, who was doing his best to stand properly. "What consequences?"

"My Father… is the Vampire Progenitor, Vlad," Godfrey answered with pride. "He won't… let you… kill me!"

"I see," Ethan replied. "Let's put that theory to the test."

Ethan raised his hand and summoned Areadbhair.

The flaming spear burned brightly in Ethan's hand, making those who looked at it from afar think that it was a miniature sun.

"Go for the Slaughter," Ethan said as he pulled back his arm, ready to throw the flaming spear in his hands.

"Areadbhair!"

The Flaming Spear roared to life and shot toward Godfrey like a blazing comet.

The Vampire Lord, who no longer had the strength to do anything, was instantly vaporized by Areadbhair, leaving nothing behind.

'The real Godfrey wouldn't die that easily, Ethan,' Ethan's Other Half commented. 'Outside the world of the painting, the Progenitors will not allow their Scions to die so easily. When you face Godfrey in the same situation in the future, he will likely have something from his father that will prevent Areadbhair from killing him completely.

'Also, he is definitely stronger in real life. You've become stronger as you accumulated more experience over the years, and Godfrey is the same. He has been around for hundreds of years and grows stronger every time he absorbs the blood of powerful women. If you plan to face him, you need to be at your peak condition.'

Ethan nodded in agreement. He regretted the fact that he wasn't able to arrive earlier, so he could have fought Godfrey when he was still in good condition.

If he had done so, perhaps he could've seen some of his abilities, as well as created an effective strategy for when he faced the real one in Midgard.

The Vampire Lord he fought no longer had the strength to defend himself, so the battle had been one-sided.

'I don't think Ethan can do this mission alone,' Sebastian commented. 'It will take at least a week to reach Midgard from the Shire Continent. After that, he will still need to travel to the Lands of the Milesians to find the City of Cashel.

'He needs a Witch who can supply him with magic. He still has the two orbs of Moon Magic that Luna placed in his heart, but that should be saved for emergencies.'

Ethan's Other Half nodded. 'You're right. A proper plan is needed to fight Godfrey in real life.'

Ethan remained silent as he listened to the discussion going on inside his head.

He had confirmed that Godfrey was really dead, and no traces of him remained in the surroundings.

The young man had already made up his mind to deal with Godfrey.

He wouldn't allow him to get his hands on Hecate, whom the Vampire Lord was keen to capture because of her powerful bloodline and the secret she possessed.

When he returned to the Temple, he found Hecate and Joanne lying on the bed in the Saintess room.

Although the walls were destroyed, the bed was left intact. Princess Ramona deemed that it was best to let them rest on the bed rather than on the ground.

But the two of them were not asleep.

In fact, both of them made each other promise that if Ethan were to be defeated by Godfrey, they would kill each other by stabbing their hearts.

Even though it was a bit extreme to do this, they would not allow someone to violate them, whether they were in the world of the painting or in real life.

Also, they roughly guessed that instead of dying, they would be ejected from the world of the painting if they did that.

Suddenly, both girls opened their eyes, surprising Princess Ramona, who was watching over them.

"Is he back?" Princess Ramona asked as he held her staff, ready to attack whoever was coming in their direction.

"Brother is back," Joanne replied in order to calm down the Princess, who was already preparing to unleash her strongest spell.

Hecate also sighed in relief. There was no mistake that the presence she was feeling belonged to the real Ethan, not the fake one created by the world of the painting.

Half a minute later, Ethan flew through the destroyed wall and landed beside the bed to look at the two girls lying on it.

"How are you girls feeling?" Ethan asked. "Does it hurt anywhere?"

"Brother, I'm hurting all over," Joanne replied in a pitiful tone. "Did you avenge me?"

"Yes," Ethan replied. "The Vampire Lord is dead."

"Good riddance." Joanne sighed. "If I see him in real life, I will…"

"You should run away," Hecate said seriously. "Godfrey isn't someone you can defeat even at your full strength. Only Professor Rinehart, Professor Barret, and Ethan can deal with him."

"That's exactly what I was going to say." Joanne pouted. "I don't plan to fight that pervert. My blood is too good for him to drink."

Ethan chuckled. If his sister could argue like this, it meant that she was fine.

"Both of you did well—especially you, Hecate," Ethan said as he sat on the bed. "But I have some bad news for you."

"Bad news?" Hecate frowned.

Ethan nodded. "This incident with the Ravens, Godfrey has a connection to it. After extracting the memories of the Cult of the Blood Fangs, we found out that they are here to look for information about the Stone of Destiny, as well as information about a Saintess who is currently in Brynhildr Academy.

"The only Saintess I know is you, so it is highly possible that they are targeting you. They also want to know about your secret."

Ethan wanted to say that it was a secret about reincarnation, but he couldn't ask her directly because Joanne and Princess Ramona were still in the room.

Also, everyone had their secrets, so he was hesitant to ask Hecate about the secrets she possessed.

Sebastian and his Other Half assumed that she was the reincarnation of the Progenitor of Magic, Hecate, who introduced the gift of magic to the world.

But knowing it was a sensitive topic, he decided to leave it be for now.