The Accidental Vampire

Chapter 172 172: The Soul Suppression

Atlas cast a shroud on himself to make him invisible before attacking.

It was one of the spells that Lilith told him he must learn. It didn't matter if he learned anything else or not because she knew that this spell could save his life when he needed.

This spell was restricting for Lilith since she couldn't use the shroud while using another spell. While she was under the effect of shroud, she was no less than an ordinary human.

Unlike her, Atlas didn't depend on spells as much as he did on his strength. Even if he used Shroud, he could still fight at his full capacity. He didn't have to worry about canceling his Shroud to fight back like Lilith.

For him, the shroud was a versatile skill that gave him an advantage that he wouldn't have had otherwise. The only flaw was that he couldn't use a shroud for longer durations and that it placed a burden on his soul.

Even though it was a short duration Shroud, Atlas still knew he could take advantage of the situation. Yovana couldn't see him.

Instead of fighting back, Yovana jumped back and kept moving back. She didn't know where Atlas was, and in such a situation, she couldn't fight back. She didn't have the senses of a Werewolf where she could sense movements even if she couldn't see anyone. Her Vampire senses helped her, but she couldn't understand anything with that.

"That's right!" An idea hatched in her head.

She issued a mental command to one of her dead that was fighting Lilith and Lancaster. The dead ran to her, but it wasn't to attack Atlas. The undead simply jumped ahead, using an explosion spell on himself.

As the body was between Yovana and Atlas, the body of the undead exploded into smithereens. Blood flew everywhere, some even falling over Atlas's clothes and his face.

Even Atlan's body wasn't untouched by blood. The blood even covered Yovana.

Yovana didn't care about being covered in blood though. Even though Atlas was invisible; because of the blood, she could see where he was or how he moved.

Instead of running and trying to avoid him, Yovana stood her ground firmly, bringing out a piece of paper. She crushed the piece of paper, which turned into dust inside her hand.

Yovana blew on the dust, opening her fist. She sent the dust flying straight for Atlas, who had finally managed to get closer to Yovana.

Seeing the dust coming at her, Atlas didn't avoid it. Instead, he used the same tactics. Even more powerful winds came from behind him, sending the dust particles flying where they came from.

The dust fell on Yovana's face instead, turning straight into a dense fog. The fog covered her face, making it impossible for her to see anything.

The brief moment where her vision was blocked was enough for Atlas to take the lead. Even as Yovana once again tried to create some distance, this time, she failed.

A blazing Sword stabbed the body that Yovana was occupying. The sword passed through Atlan's body. However, instead of crying in pain, Yovana only laughed.

"You idiot, have you forgotten that I can't be killed now? I am immortal!" Yovana still didn't see, but her face had a smug grin on it. Even though she fought Atlas, she didn't take him seriously. For her, she was immortal. And Atlas wasn't capable of capturing her. Even if he hurt her, that was nothing for her as she could just heal.

Expecting Atlas to be shocked by her response, Yovana also thrust her Sword, taking a guess as to where he was based on his sword.

Unfortunately for her, the Sword didn't hit Atlas. Unexpected to her, Atlas had already left his sword and stepped back after hitting Yovana. The Sword was inside Yovana's chest, but no one was holding it. That's why her sword also missed.

After avoiding the sword, Atlas pulled out his Sword as well, leaving a see-through wound on Yovana. Even if it didn't kill her, it should've still weakened her, but Yovana didn't look weak at all. She was still standing and laughing.

"That's it?" She asked. "Did you really expect me to fall from this like you would've?"

"Naive Child, look around you! What do you see? How many do you see falling just from getting wounded? My army doesn't feel pain! My army doesn't die! And that's when they didn't have an immortal body! You thought I'll fall or cry?"

"You will have time! Leave! I'm still not serious! Don't make me get serious!"

Atlas didn't really focus on Yovana's words; instead, he was focusing on something else. Ever since the battle began, he had been thinking about something! He was wondering how Yovana had managed to control the soul of Atlan. If she was controlling his body, she was controlling his soul, which should've been impossible.

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't come to a conclusion which made him think that she probably used some spell. However, as he stabbed Yovana, that's when he noticed the chain once again that was stabbing inside Atlan's chest. The pendant portion was still inside his chest.

Seeing that pendant, he remembered that the pendant was a suppression pendant. It was supposed to suppress bloodline, but what if that wasn't the real goal? A Pendant could never Suppress a Progenitor's Bloodline and their strength. If it did, why would Yovana not take it off when fighting him?

He couldn't help but wonder if she did something more to the pendant. According to Lilith, the pendant had been modified from a Werewolf Bloodline Suppression tool to a Vampire Bloodline Suppression tool. On being asked about it, Yovana had claimed that Atlan had the pendant modified for her by a Witch.

That story was already proven false. What if the pendant wasn't modified by a Witch but by myself? What if she used the pendant to fool them? And who was to say that she didn't modify the pendant once again into something that could suppress soul instead of Bloodline?

She was something who knew about the intricacies of the pendant and the spell that was used. She had also studied up on Lilith's spells. She understood too much, making her quite capable.

There were so many 'What If' in Atlas' assumptions, but all those questions were important for him as the possibility of them being true couldn't be ignored.

It was something he had to test! And what better opportunity than when Yovana was blind and still so confident?

"Why don't you fall?!" Atlas asked, keeping some distance from Yovana to engage her in conversation while giving her a false sense of security

"Because I am not weak like you! I told you at the start that you can't defeat me! I..."

Yovana continued talking big, not realizing that Atlas wasn't actually interested in her answer. He was interested in something else.

He moved closer to Yovana, who was still talking, and reached out his hand. He held the part of the pendant that was hanging out.

At the same time, the effect of the mist also came off. Yovana was able to see, but what she saw shocked her.

Atlas was barely a few inches away from her. She swung her sword, but Atlas jumped back, barely avoiding the sword by a hair's breadth.

Instead of attacking him again, Yovana stood aghast as she looked at what was in Atlas' hands.

In his left hand there was his sword. However, on his right, there was hanging a pendant. A pendant that belonged to her.

She looked down, noticing the pendant was missing.

"You idiot! What did you do?!" She screeched like crazy as she rushed ahead, but before she could even take a step forward, she held her forehead as she started crying in pain. The person who claimed that they couldn't feel pain was finally crying and yelling like they were about to die.

"It seems I was right. So this pendant was what made a Progenitor's soul go to sleep, which also lowered the burden of the body on Yovana's soul. She directed all the burden on Atlan's sleeping soul while she stayed there like a queen."

"Now that she doesn't have the pendant's support, Atlan's soul is waking up, and she's feeling the pressure. Her soul should be destroyed soon."

Atlan's body dropped to the ground lifelessly as hee screamings stopped.

Atlas waited with eager breath to see if they succeeded in bringing Atlan back.

Phu~

Atlas grabbed his head as he pushed himself up. "Well, that was certainly an experience."

"I suppose I should thank you for helping me, Castiel?" the man asked.

"Atlan, you're back?"

Since Atlan addressed him as Castiel, this made Atlas realize that Yovana was actually gone. Yovana always addressed him as Atlas. She knew his reality. On the other hand, Atlan didn't know anything since his soul had been asleep.

As his soul returned to his senses, he heard Yovana cursing Atlas, which made him realize that it was Atlas who helped him...

"Is Yovana dead?" Atlas asked.