Warlock of War: My Ares System

Chapter 312 Colosseum (Final)

Her voice sent chills down my spine as my blood magic suddenly bent to her will, splitting into thousands of needles that shot toward me in an instant.

I blocked with my spear, but some managed to slip through, causing my muscles to feel a bit weaker, meaning she must've hit a few nerves or a pressure point at most.

The injury that stabbed through her trachea and esophagus was apparent as she dashed towards me, but in the next second, I saw it healing instantly, leaving me with my jaw practically dropped to the ground.

"What the hell," I spat out before swinging my spear forward, widening the distance between us as the two daggers she had made from blood were glistening in the sun.

"[Ruler of Blood Magic]," She smiled even wider as she tossed both daggers at me, causing them to explode into thousands of fine needles that I, this time, blocked by spinning my spear in a circular direction. "Once again… you're too slow,"

My pupils dilated as she spun around me, circling towards my back and then grabbing me by my shoulders.

"[Freeze]," I ordered, just narrowly skimming out of her grab, and I usually would've gone for a fake to set up for an attack that would actually hit, but to be honest, my instinctually dragged me away as I rubbed my sore throat.

"Damn… that fucking hurts," The woman chuckled as she snapped her broken fingers back into place, once again conjuring a few daggers that glistened in the beaming sun. "Alright, fine. I guess you are quite the fighter, even without your blood magic. I'll admit it; I underestimated you,"

[Spear Coating] [Berserk Coating] [Empower]

As these buffs filled not only my body but also my spear, I got ready for the insanely fast lightning bolt that nearly tore my head off of my body.

I could only witness the red lightning flash past me, the handle of my spear heavily scratched up to the point where I worried about its sturdiness.

"Don't worry… I made sure it wouldn't break instantly-"

"[Throne World: Basin of Roses]," I muttered, causing the woman to visibly shiver as a dark aura spread from my feet and swallowed her whole.

I saw her physically convulse and almost foam at the mouth before returning to normal as we both appeared in a plane of red, her eyes bloodshot and her body hunched over from exhaustion.

I took a step forward, feeling the thick blood beneath me bend to my will as it hardened, creating a perfect stepping stone for me to begin my assault.

The woman clearly attempted to control this blood, but unsurprisingly, it didn't work, allowing me to get a free stab in which she just narrowly dodged with her insane flexibility.

"What the hell is this…? TELL ME WHERE I AM?!" She shouted, but I stayed silent with my intent to kill slowly rising with each swing of mine.

My movements gradually grew faster and sharper as I got used to the shaky footstools beneath me, all while the woman stumbled over the calf's deep blood, which made any fast and instant movements impossible.

"I guess I'm just your perfect counter," I smirked before the woman tripped, causing my smile to grow even wider as this now activated the roses.

Black vines with sharp points dripping with poison scraped around her limbs, causing her to cry out and attempt to conjure her own weapons made from her own blood magic… but it was way too late for that.

I raised my hands, creating a wall of thorny vines with the occasional rose that had a single eye in the very center of it.

This wall practically absorbed her magic and used it as nutrition to fuel the vines which strangled her limbs, tearing them bit to bit with each scraping thorn.

KSH

Suddenly, a blade pierced my back and penetrated straight through my heart, tearing a hole open in my chest which caused me to spew blood.

I saw the woman lightly smile as the poison dug deeper into her body, burying so deep inside of it that any kind of recovery was impossible… but I didn't have time to worry about her reaction as I snapped my head around and saw a vampire.

It wasn't familiar in the slightest, but no outside forces could have gotten in here, meaning this woman had to have summoned it.

"Took you long enough," The woman muttered, but her face suddenly paled as my vines wrapped around my arm, holding my spear, locking it to my grip with an insurmountable amount of force.

Nothing could have ripped this spear away from me, and it was shown as the man pushed the spear further through my torso, only to receive no reaction as I swung backward, tearing the man in half.

He struggled limply for just a few moments before the vines below dragged him down and bloomed a single rose with a single blood-red eye in the center of it.

"I guess it doesn't seem like it… but I'm practically immortal in here," I muttered, pulling the sword out of my chest, the handle ravaging my insides.

But, as soon as I had fully pulled it out, I dropped it into the basin of vines below me and watched roses sprout from my wounds, healing them to the point of full recovery.

"It seems we were a bad match… though, you did force me to use this… and now the vampires probably know of its existence…." I sighed, crouching down to the pale corpse, which had sprouted a singular rose with a blood-red eye in the middle of it.

It twitched around, eventually locking onto me before I pulverized it with my fist, feeling the mana get sucked completely out of my body.

Soon, I returned to the underworld, which had partly taken the form of my throne world around me, but in reality, all the others saw was our reaction… not the true terror and fear that my throne world could create.

"I'm exhausted…."