Chapter 183: Half-Demon Vampire
Soren’s speed was increasing!
The scenery around him was rapidly retreating, and to others, Soren appeared as a blur; this was not a speed that ordinary people could achieve, even legendary professionists would find it difficult to match. In the middle of the City of Wealth, there was a river about twenty meters wide. After landing, Soren did not pause at all, nor did he circle to the bridge; instead, he charged directly towards the surface of the river.
He was running on the water!
Although it was only a distance of twenty meters, he truly was running on the water!
Soren’s figure reached the street on the opposite side of the river. He stomped hard and jumped up, cracks appearing on the ground, and the solid marble surface surprisingly shattered in several places as he jumped to nearly the height of five stories. In the distance, he saw a bl**d-red tower, and the sword light of the Silver Hand was as dazzling as the stars. In front of him was a figure as swift as a ghost, who showed no fear of the power of [Daytime Star], actually matching blows with the Silver Hand.
A row of data appeared:
“Entering the Half-Demon Domain!…”
“You are affected by the effect of bl**d Feast!… Triggering bl**d Surge d*ath Check!… Toughness Saving Throw Successful!… You have successfully resisted the residual effect of the legendary spell [bl**d Feast].”
“You are affected by the aura of Fear!… Triggering Will Save!… Will Save Successful!… You have successfully resisted the aura of Fear!…”
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It was as if he had passed through an invisible eggshell.
Soren suddenly entered an area enveloped by a force; this feeling was so familiar, reminiscent of when he fought against divine beings. He had encountered such powerful domain powers more than once.
Half-Demon Vampire!?
How many Demon Sons of Fear did he k*ll?! Where is Vivian now?!
Soren’s pupils turned increasingly red as he gradually approached the battlefield. The surrounding buildings had been nearly destroyed; legendary rank battles were nothing short of a disaster. The area before him had almost turned into ruins.
A peculiar tattoo emerged.
It extended from the side of Soren’s face down to his arm and then converged into a vortex shape on his chest.
As he got closer to Vivian, bl**d surged wildly in his body, his heartbeat increasing threefold. His body temperature soared above one hundred degrees, and his spine made cracking sounds, making his entire being feel much taller. His long fingers thickened, his nails subtly sharpened and gleamed with a metallic sheen, and he couldn’t help but pause and let out a low growl of pain. When he opened his eyes, his pupils had turned a shade of bl**d-red, gradually spreading. It seemed as if it was going to cover his entire eyeball.
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Bang!
Soren’s figure leaped up, soaring like a cannonball into the sky, jumping to a height of several dozen meters in the blink of an eye. The clothes on his upper body had already been shredded, revealing a robust yet clearly defined torso, with only a dark red cloak draped over him. His height had increased to nearly two meters, with an eerie tattoo across his chest. His powerful arms bore various runes, and his palms began to resemble claws. This transformation was something even he found hard to adapt to, but there was no time to worry about it, as he sensed that Vivian was nearby.
Soren’s figure became a flash of light, leaping between rooftops. He effortlessly jumped onto a clock tower nearly twenty to thirty meters high; any obstacle that seemed insurmountable was trivial to him. He could even run horizontally on walls, sweeping through like a gust of wind, with only the spot where he landed showing the powerful shattering of the marble ground. Every time Soren landed and exerted force, the ground would crack like a spider web and spread a few meters around.
Suddenly, as if by telepathy, Soren discovered Vivian’s position. He saw a Vivian that looked somewhat different from his memories; the little girl was wearing a black princess dress. Her eyes were slightly red, and she was vigilantly observing her surroundings.
She seemed to be in battle.
Weird shadows surrounded her, and he could vaguely see something, but Soren couldn’t capture the traces of what could have been interdimensional movement.
The opponent was also a legendary professionist!
Vivian?!
Why has she turned into this? Is she Vivian or Lilian?
“Brother!?”
The little girl gasped, seemingly filled with surprise and incredulity, as if she had never thought Soren would appear. When Soren saw her, she had already spotted him. Although Soren’s appearance had changed somewhat, she recognized him instantly. But at that moment, an eerie figure suddenly appeared, a cold-faced man whom Soren seemed to recognize. He pointed a finger, and a dark beam shot out, directly targeting Vivian, who was slightly distracted.
— “Energy Drain!” [Legendary Spell]
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“Be careful!”
Soren’s pupils widened; he recognized this spell and had suffered from it for quite some time!
Hearing Vivian call out for her brother, Soren set aside all his worries. He gritted his teeth, his figure almost instantly disappearing into the shadows. Then, the shadow behind Vivian twisted, and Soren’s tall body appeared behind her. He abruptly spread his arms and embraced Vivian’s petite frame, then turned to shield her from the incoming legendary spell with his back.
— “Conceal Presence!”
— “Shadow Travel!”
All of this happened in an instant. A cold-faced man suddenly appeared behind Vivian, and at the moment she was slightly distracted, he launched his legendary spell. Soren, in an instant, disappeared into the shadows and then crossed dimensions to appear behind Vivian, not to k*ll the enemy but to shield her from this spell.
“Brother!… Brother!!!…”
Vivian’s body suddenly trembled, and in that moment even she couldn’t react; the only thing she could feel was a heavy presence that felt like a mountain appearing behind her. Soren enveloped her delicate frame in his arms and braced his back against the incoming spell.
The wild negative energy erupted in an instant; Soren’s skin visibly withered, the overwhelming negative energy eroding his flesh, transferring his life force and strength to another space.
In a split second!
Soren’s pupils became unfocused, his face gradually aged, and his flaxen hair quickly turned mottled gray-white.
“Brother!?… No!!!…”
Vivian let out an intensely sharp scream, and a shockwave erupted from her center. Her piercing howl was filled with boundless rage and killing intent, causing a massive number of living beings to d*e within a kilometer radius, and within three kilometers, all living humans bled from their eyes, ears, mouths, and noses. Vivian turned to embrace Soren’s fallen body, her pupils now bl**d-red, and a pair of small demon wings burst open behind her, her pink ribbon turning to dust as her long hair flew wildly in the wind.
“Brother!… Brother!…”
Vivian wrapped her small arms around Soren’s body, an invisible negative energy tormenting him, causing his body to visibly wither away, like a withered plant. Soren’s gray-white hair gradually turned silver, his breathing slowed, and his entire body seemed to have shrunk severely, as if he had become weightless.
A series of data crazily emerged:
“You are affected by the legendary spell [Energy Drain]!…”
“You are being eroded by negative energy!… Saving Throw Failed!… Permanently lose two profession levels!…”
“You are being eroded by negative energy!… Saving Throw Failed!… Permanently lose two profession levels!…”
“You are being eroded by negative energy!… Saving Throw Failed!… Permanently lose two profession levels!…”
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The data continued to jump.
The first to disappear from Soren’s attributes were two Shadow levels, then two Wanderer levels, followed by a decrease of two Wanderer levels and two Wizard levels. The frenzied negative energy tortured him, lowering his life energy while eroding his body; Soren dropped a total of eight profession levels and suffered a loss of over a hundred hit points, entering a near-d*ath state due to the negative energy’s onslaught.
His heartbeat grew weaker, and his breathing gradually halted.
But just as Vivian transformed into her demon form amidst her piercing wails, Soren, who had already entered a near-d*ath state, suddenly opened his eyes!
His pupils turned a shade of bl**d-red.
Then, they expanded to fill his entire eyeball, appearing as if he had no pupils, entirely resembling a bl**d-red orb. Soren’s body mysteriously levitated; a cracking sound echoed as his previously withered flesh rapidly swelled, his pale skin becoming increasingly tough. An eerie tattoo emerged on his forehead, his palms transformed into claws, his skin took on a dark green hue, and his breath exhaled waves of heat. He looked like a demon, but not entirely a demon.
A line of data suddenly appeared:
“Divine Power synchronized activation!…”
“Activating Slayer Form!… Slayer Template initiated!… Transforming Fear Divinity into Slaughter Divinity!… [Son of Slaughter] Template activated!…”
“Bloodline purity insufficient!… Activation of Slayer [Complete Form] failed!… Synchronized transformation of divine power!…”
“Slayer [Half-Demon Form] transformation completed!…”
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Time froze at this moment.
Slowly opening his eyes, Soren, a surprised Vivian, and the cold-faced man with an incredulous expression stood there. The man murmured in disbelief, “The aura of slaughter!… This is the aura of the Slayer!… Son of Slaughter?!…”
“Impossible!!!”
“How could there be another Son of Slaughter in this world?!”
………………(To be continued ~^~)
