Warlock of War: My Ares System

Chapter 362 New Skills

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[Four Flying Spear Arts of Lu Bu: [Innate Calm] [Double Fanged Demon Crunch] [Seven Striking Angel Destroyer] [Heaven Splitter]

I wasn't very happy with this. I didn't work hard at all to obtain these spear arts, and I'll most likely still need to train to even hope to control them. It's more of just a tease and something to put me down whilst knowing the thought of me killing him… was still lingering in the back of my mind. 

Seeing a glass of water on my bedside table, I picked it up and chugged it down. Its refreshing nature immediately cooled my thoughts whilst a woman in a long black dress and blood-red eyes stared at me from behind. 

"You're different. What did you obtain from that nap of yours? You're stronger. You haven't evolved, but the potential that was already immense quadrupled in size…. So I order you to tell me what you did." 

"I was enlightened by a thought. Nothing more," I smiled back at the vampire whose fangs were dripping with some kind of acidic juice. She looked as if she was ready to eat me whole. 

I refreshed myself a bit on what I was doing here, and well, it made me feel almost like an idiot since now I'm probably as powerful as here in terms of skills. My stats may be lacking, but to be honest, it felt as if my skills could make up for that part of me. I don't know… I just felt… strong, like the power that filled me was increasing my mental state and physical state as I spoke. 

"Hmmm… Enlightened, huh?" The vampire's eyes glowed, and as I flexed my hand, the woman reached out towards my neck, just barely grazing my throat before my spear chopped straight through her wrist. 

"[Demon Splitter]," I muttered, enhancing the slash to where I could actually slice through the sturdy body of a vampire. She was bound to regenerate it nearly instantly, but in order to display this newly found power of mine and make sure I had a bit more leverage in our little deal that we had, I barely held back. It was just enough to where I didn't tear down the whole building. 

"Yeah, you're different," The vampire smiled at her empty wrist, pouring nothing but mana. I could actually see it now. Instead of bleeding blood, they bled mana since they, well, had no blood being an undead beings. 

Quickly, a new hand sprouted from the empty wrist, allowing her to finally take a look at the damage I had done to the room. 

The floor itself had a five-meter-long cut, and everything from the left of the floor was split in half, including the wall, which didn't even tumble down despite the massive laceration through it. That just showed the intensity and precision of this new skill of mine… though it wasn't without repercussions. 

That was my first time using such a skill, and from the looks of it, my own wrist was broken, so I tried to hide it, yet I could not escape the haunting eyes of this undead being. Their blood-red thirst was enough to send shivers down my spine. And to say the least, she immediately recognized the injury. 

"Hmmmm… kekekekeke…" He tried to suppress a light chuckle as her eyes whipped downward to my wrist and then back to my face, those slim pupils of hers threatening to stab a hole through my very being. It was sharp, heavy, and filled to the brim with bloodlust so thick that it was making breathing in the very vicinity of this woman almost impossible. "Communication with the gods is a crime down here." 

"Then can you prove it?" I stood my ground, pushing back with my own aura: [Miasma and Mana Manipulation]. It was thick and powerful but not enough to be of equal strength to a Vampire Duchess who specializes in blood. 

"You remind me of a baby wolf getting backed into a corner… you're cute when you're scared and trying to act big… almost makes me want to…." Her lips leaned forward, just barely grazing my neck before arching up to my ears. "... eat you up. Fuck, do I want to suck you dry of every single essence in your body… but you're too appetizing in other aspects to do so. But do remember, if you ever try to cross me, I will not hesitate to suck you dry of your hopes and dreams… those siblings of yours as well." 

"I'm well aware," I muttered, pushing her back and wiping the dust from the blade of my spear. It was as if something had stained it… not blood, but another kind of essence that threatened to rot away at its sharp edge. It was almost like a bacteria slowly multiplying to overwhelm the shiny and sharp blade. 

"Hmmm… give it. I'll get rid of it… it's a skill of mine that helps rot blades whenever they cut me. It's useful for drawn-out battles since most underestimate me. I mean, who would expect a woman as smart as me to use such underhanded tactics… nonsense, right?" 

I rolled my eyes before handing her the spear. She quickly made the same wiping motion that I did across the blade, but this time the bacteria, ash, organism-like substance that even began to squirm somehow disappeared in an instant.

"That's gross…" 

Soon, the vampire duchess left my room with a small smirk that told me she would be watching me. So, I knew I had to lie low for a while; otherwise, everything part of my plan would just fall apart… I still needed her despite me almost being her equal. Her influence was undoubtedly stronger than mine, a boy who was just bought from the Colosseum. 

"Now, he said I could assimilate without any problems now… so…." 

[Breath of the Snowy Underworld] + [Demon Splitter] + [Innate Calm] + [Angel Destroyer] +

[Heaven Splitter] = [Five Destroying Martial Skills of The Blood Prince]

[New Section has been created] 

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[Name: Orion Vazgath]

[Race: Demon] 

[Class: Prince of Blood]

[Sub-Class: Prince of Manipulation]

[Level: 55/55] (200/200) XP Needed

[HP: 102/102 MP: --/-- SP: 60/60] - Above Human 

[Strength: 300] - Above Human 

[Defense: 40] - Above Human 

[Magic: 45] - Above Human 

[Speed: 48] - Above Human 

[Skills: [Spear Coating] [Berserk Coating] [Empower] [Scout] [Ancient Torterras Tongue] [Assimilation] [Miasma and Mana Manipulation] 

[Tarot Power: [Undying Will] [Heroic Persuasion] [War Resonance] [Twin Carriers] 

[Life Manipulation: [Locked] [Locked] [Locked] [Locked] 

[Five Destroying Martial Skills of The Blood Prince: [Demon Splitter] [Innate Calm] 

[Angel Destroyer] [Heaven Splitter] [Breath of the Snowy Underworld] 

[Prince of Blood Skills: [Royal Blood Magic] [Vampiric Creation] [Vampiric Drain] 

[Shroud of Fermented Blood] [Egg of the Progenitor] [Blood Buff]

[Passive Skills: [Toxic Immunity] [Toxic Body] [Night Vision] [Blood of the Underworld] [Blood Tainted Aura] [Blood Tainted Presence] [Speech of a King] [Constitution of a Tarturling] [Prisoner of Tartarus] [Iron Speech] [Demon's Gluttonous Stomach] [Potion Organs] 

[Rune Path: [Influence of Battle] [Throne World: Basin of Roses] [Locked] [Locked] [Locked] [Locked] 

[Equipment: [Magic Ring] [Storage Ring] [Sangria King's Spear] [The Unholy Lance: Longinus] 

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"I would like to do a bit more… but if they all turn out like this, just fusing into a new section… then I'd rather wait till I unlock some of these life skills… maybe I could make them even more powerful by assimilating them with other skills…." I smiled. 

Scrolling down my own status, I saw the new equipment I had acquired with the [Blood Buff] skill, which made me frown a bit at the name, but what could I do? There was nothing much besides accept for now that my path was down a blood-tainted path… following the carved-out cavern, my father had made for me. 

I decided to use it. Cruising through my life with it until I finally can seize the moment where I can actually stand up for myself against my father. Then, I will decide my own fate, and potentially with the help of my grandfather, I may be able to rewrite it.

I doubt it, but it was worth a shot… but also, I needed to try and figure out just where I could find my grandfather again. He can't just drop such an important piece of information on me like that just as I'm about to leave. 

"When I see Ares again, I'll ask…" I slowly sighed before activating the new equipment: [The Unholy Lance: Longinus]. 

Its swirling black body formed from the center in the palm of my hand, and it looked like it was going to be just a simple javelin until the very end split into that of a cross. In fact, it was an upside-down cross from the way I held it. 

Flipping it around to see inspect it better, I noticed the cross shape always reformed in a downward position, as if never wanting to point up. It was a bit creepy since the lance wriggled every time it did that, but besides that, it seemed pretty sturdy. 

"I need to test it out somewhere."