Chapter 448 – (4)
He retrieved the ‘dragon claw’ that had been aimed in front of him and turned his shoulders.
Pop, pop, pop.
There was a slight crack due to the recoil, and the sound of broken bones was heard.
This was an injury that recovered in just a few seconds, so there was no problem.
The problem is…
“It’s taking too long as expected.”
It was the strongest blow I could use at the moment, but the preparation process took too long.
If this hadn’t been a perfectly prepared surprise attack, there would have been very few people who would have been prepared to take such a slow approach and then attack with a single-hitting bamboo spear.
Moreover, the exhaustion was so severe that I was quite exhausted even after only getting one hit.
Above all…
Quick, quick…
Unlike my right arm, which was slightly cracked or chipped, the right ‘dragon claw’, which had directly received the recoil… Where I had used the dragonic punch, was half destroyed.
It’s not completely destroyed, and it’s quickly self-repairing, but it’s impossible to give it another hit right away.
Unlike my body, which would recover quickly in a few seconds, this side would have to wait at least a few minutes before I could take another shot.
In other words, it was a decisive battle special move that not only took a long time to prepare, but also consumed a lot of energy, and the maximum number of consecutive shots was two, one on the right and one on the left.
Only…
That’s the only downside.
Literally, it was true that it was a final battle special move.
The Dragonic Punch, which was my biggest blow, was strong enough that Lilith and Xiao also raised their guard against this attack.
Of course, if it had been possible to dodge or attack in advance to block the attack itself, they would have solved it by defeating me first rather than blocking.
Anyway, although the conditions overlapped, the attack power alone was said to be a blow within the realm of ‘transcendence’.
And the result…
I walk to the entrance of a collapsed building that has been clawed away by a giant dragon’s claws.
Then, beyond my field of vision, I could see all the shattered buildings.
Hmm…
Still, we can say that it is fortunate that there were no casualties.
Anyway… What I saw after walking through the scattered ashes, which was a vampire, was a vampire writhing with half of its body blown away.
“Cough…”
In the process of completely wiping it out, it was left behind with a little bit of combing.
Thanks to the vampire’s unique vitality and the tentacle monster that was covering him, he somehow survived, but he probably wouldn’t last very long.
“Uh, ugh… Why, play, this…”
Gulp, gulp…
Only half of his body remains, and blood gushes out from the other half of his body.
I couldn’t understand how the cut out heart visible inside the body that was split in half was bleeding so much even though it wasn’t beating like an ‘undead’.
However, I knew that the blood being shed like that did not belong to that vampire.
‘Die.’
‘Please, die.’
‘Aaaaa’
‘Finally, ah, finally…’
Because I could see the thoughts of the dead clinging to the blood flowing out, exulting and swearing.
Because he was seen rejoicing in the death of the person who finally came, killed him… And filled his body with his blood.
The race of vampires was such a race.
An undead with no blood.
A species that is not much different from zombies, closer to the dead than to the living.
The difference from zombies was that this one still had its wit and was strong.
Unlike the movie, where being bitten by a zombie turns the opponent into a zombie, the number of zombies does not increase in the usual way, but vampires increase in number by sucking blood, and are also different in that they are capable of a type of reproduction.
So…
The world government treated this race of vampires quite severely.
In the first place, its predecessor was a race that rebelled against the world government–to be exact, against the twenty-two heroes who created the world government–and whose heads were concave when the earthenware pot was broken… Most of the vampires who became part of the world government were the same in the first place. Even considering that he was a low-level vampire who was treated like a slave even among vampires… The problem was the unique vampire instinct of the vampire race.
Anyway, thanks to this, most of the vampires who joined the world government had their fangs pulled out or ground down, and instead of sucking blood, they lived off the blood of monsters or livestock provided daily.
However…
These children were not such vampires.
“What have you done to my body…!”
The fangs of the guy who looked as if he had dedicated himself to evil and glared at me while searching were extremely sharp and pointy.
Unlike vampires who grind down and remove the fangs themselves… The teeth used to tear raw flesh and suck blood were still there.
That’s right, that’s why there are so many dead people hanging around.
One dead man, even though it was not supposed to have any effect, was clawing at his heart that had been split in half with his hands, and the other dead continued to pour out curses that he could not even hear.
It is a struggle full of grief and despair.
The souls of the authors have probably already gone up to the point where I almost went up too.
It was clear that the area above was not what religious people call heaven or utopia.
In any case, it was clear that there was a place for the souls of the dead to go.
And, just like that, my soul leaves…
What’s left here is what they left behind as they died. The thoughts written on that bag… They were just thoughts.
But… How much hatred must the other person have had for such thoughts to remain so strongly?
There was one reason.
Even while dying, even on the verge of death.
I hated this vampire in front of me, and I hated it again, so that’s what’s left.
Even if he was unable to ascend to heaven completely, he was an alter ego left behind to seek even a little revenge or to witness the end.
“Kpeuphum.”
The guy coughed up blood again.
Not his own blood, but someone else’s.
I approached the guy like that.
“Should I tell you why it doesn’t play?”
I squatted down and looked at him.
I looked at the blood-red eyes of the person who was about to die, and although they were the same color, Lilith’s eyes were compared to them… They were just ugly.
“That’s right, it’s because you’re a cheap bastard.”
The energy contained in the dragonic punch was the power of Ammut along with Hoa’s fox fire.
He who judges with death, judges with his power.
A being that deserves to die, by death.
It is the power of a being who was once a mighty god, although he is said to have fallen, and who responds with trials to those who do not do so.
The countless deaths scattered by the author want the author to die.
It was as if the dead, who until now had no place to complain and were only reciting curses in vain, were placed in the position they wanted, where they could decide on the person’s death, and were judged.
In response to that judgment, countless curses were placed on him.
‘Die.’
‘Please die.’
‘Most painfully.’
‘Most horribly.’
‘Like us.’
‘Like me.’
‘Suffer, suffer, suffer and die.’
Ammut’s power gave them whatever decision they wanted.
A curse of death was imposed that could never be avoided.
It also cursed me with pain that made me feel dozens of times more pain than I should have felt originally.
Originally, as a vampire, the wounds that should have been regenerated quickly using the blood containing the remaining vitality in one’s body were instead cursed with corruption, causing them to rot away with a putrid smell.
In the meantime, there is even a curse that keeps that tough life going.
Perhaps, it would be safe to say that he suffers more from an ambiguous hit than a vampire who was reduced to ashes after being hit directly by a dragonic punch.
But, it wasn’t really my part-time job.
Well, I am not the one who judges and distinguishes between good and evil.
It’s not like I’m in a position to punish or punish the enemy because he’s a bastard.
There was no reason for me to know, since it was all the pain that bastard was suffering because of what he had done.
Even though Ammut’s weakened power can’t do something like that… All the curses placed on that bastard were imposed by extracting my divinity.
But it didn’t seem like it was my part-time job either.
Anyway…
“Just answer the questions, and I’ll make it easier for you.”
‘Just like me… Get eaten alive by bugs and die like me…!’
Oh wow.
As new curses were added in real time, and insects munching on the rotting flesh flocked in, the vampire writhed in pain and spoke.
“What! Quickly… Ask quickly…!”
Unlike the elf, who never opened his mouth despite all kinds of torture, but died as a result of information extraction… This blood-sucking monster seemed to have a light snout.
“…First of all, the reason you came here. “Tell me what’s here that brought you here.”
“ㅡㅡ”
The vampire acted as if he would tell me anything, but suddenly closed his mouth tightly.
Contrary to expectations, I thought he was a guy with a louder mouth than I thought.
“It looks like you’ve been banned.”
That didn’t seem to be the case again.
Again, again.
Carmina, who had approached with golden warriors, looked down at the vampire whose entire body was rotting and who was being chewed, torn, tasted and enjoyed alive by insects.
I saw Carmina’s eyes sparkling with amber color.
“Hmm, it looks like a ban was placed on the spirit bag there as well. “At this rate… There won’t be much to be gained through ordinary methods.”
“Then…”
“Of course, nothing is impossible for her! I don’t know about the prohibition of the body, but the prohibition on the soul is a trivial act. What must not be said, what cannot be said, is engraved in the soul and established as a taboo. On the contrary, there is a way to find out what it is trying to hide by reading the words written on its soul.”
As expected, Carmina was a pharaoh who did what he did when he had to do it.
However, Carmina was still looking down at the vampire.
I wondered why she was like that, but she said Carmina.
“So, spirit. I beg you, I am sorry, but I must kill this man. “I’m sorry that I have to take out her soul and read it, but I want to stop her from continuing to suffer, which is what you wanted.”
She was the one who learned witchcraft and was able to look into spirits and hear the sounds they made through open interrogation and the Thousand Eyes obtained from Karura.
It happened thanks to the interrogation of seeing the invisible and hearing the inaudible, the spiritual eyes and spiritual power created by the opening of the Sangdanjeon, and the power of the ‘Cheontongan’, a inheritance passed down through blood from God, looking into the ‘essence itself’ in the first place…
Carmina was originally a necromancer, someone who spoke to such beings, listened to their wishes, and released them.
In this regard… Carmina was said to be the expert rather than me.
“Instead, I promise you some leisure time. Just like him… I will punish those who make my loved ones suffer. I promise, she will definitely, I will definitely do it. So… Can she do Yeo’s favor?”
Ah…
The thoughts that had been looking at the vampire, filled with grief, still full of hesitation and regret, soon began to slowly disperse and disappear.
-A promise.
ㅡPlease be sure to follow it.
“Well, just leave it to her. “Neo… A hero who loves Yeo must keep this.”
“Me too?”
“Haven’t heroes often said that a married couple is one body? “It is a promise that I made, and it is a promise that you, hero, have also made.”
Does that happen again…
…Well, I decided to call it that.
Anyway, the thoughts that turned gray and faded away…
As I watched the light rising up into the sky, reminding me of the time when the dead were sent away from the Kingdom of Narmer, I felt something strange.
However…
“…There are still some left.”
As I was procrastinating, I could see the remaining thoughts.
Carmina, seeing this, nodded her head and said.
“As expected, she doesn’t seem to believe that the promise she made will be kept. Well then, dear. “If you wish, let us make a contract with you.”
With a clang, her wand waved.
Just like that, Carmina stretched out her staff in front of her remaining thoughts and opened her mouth.
“It is a contract between soul and soul. Just as I promised you, I will punish those who tormented you and eventually killed you. Watch it happen with your own eyes and see if the promise is fulfilled. Instead, you too should help punish them.”
At those words, even the remaining thoughts… Were seen seeping into the staff that Carmina had stretched out.
“…Now that.”
“It’s a command contract. “It’s not loyalty, it’s a contractual relationship, but… Well, the guy from a little while ago has somehow become part of Yeo’s army.”
I saw it for the first time.
It’s different from necromancy, which involves forcibly raising a corpse and forcing it to work… Narmer’s style of necromancy, where you make a contract with souls by clearly deciding what to give and receive from the beginning… Except for the fact that it manipulates spirits, the dead. Because it was a completely different Mac.
Something…
I feel like I’ve seen something quite amazing.
“Okay, anyway… Now let’s check what’s written on this guy’s soul.”
After saying that, Carmina waved her wand once again.
But.
The result was very different from before in that the wand that was waved like that smashed the vampire’s pot.
