54 Chapter 54: Greater evil 2

Stella watched her brother drop to the ground like a log of wood, as a vampire she really couldn't tell if he was dead or alive because his heart doesn't beat. But having a clear understanding of the vitality which vampires possess, she doubted this would be enough to kill a vampire.

[At worst, he should be unconscious for a few hours] she thought

She silently cursed herself, blaming herself for everything that has happened so far. If only she was braver and tougher than this, they probably would have won this fight if she worked together with her brother. Her eyes turned bloodshot as she noticed the teenager responsible for all their sorrows walk towards her with an indifferent expression on his face.

[If only he did invite us to the party mom, Charles and Don would still be alive… if only he did chase after us, Fred wouldn't be suffering right now] She thought.

She took a step and bit her lips in anger, even with her nearly indestructible body she still doesn't have the guts to take on a fourteen-year-old. Isn't her 100 years of life a waste if that's the case?

"Never again!" She growled, taking a step forward. Her eyes lit up and she felt her blood boiling, the fear in her eyes vanished, replaced with determination and rage.

"Huh?" Derik muttered the moment he noticed something about the female vampire change. "Those eyes…" He muttered.

This reminded him of himself during the inter-class competition, when he dashed towards the hordes of monsters controlled by the blood mage, Kira. At that time, he didn't care about anything. He probably stopped thinking and focused on defeating his foe. If that's the case doesn't it mean that?....

[MOVE! HUMAN OR YOU WILL DEFINITELY DIE TONIGHT!!!!] A voice resonated in his head, it was the voice of his magic spirit.

Derik's head ached and he felt his body go cold, it was as if time slowed down and he could see the girl getting ready to pounce on him

[What's this? Why is everything moving so slowly?] he thought

He was quite sure that this is not a new ability, but to clarify his doubts, he sidestepped in an attempt to move out of the way.

[Just as I suspected… my body is responding slowly as well… this cannot be an ability] he thought

The next thing that happened took him by surprise, memories of when he was little, back then when his mother was still alive raced through his mind. Even memories which he had forgotten long ago abruptly started pouring in

[Didn't they say at the brink of death, one's life flashes before their eyes? Don't tell me…. Crap!] realization finally dawned on Derik.

At this point, he noticed the bone spear which he initially threw at Stella flying at him. He did remember calling out to it, this means that the spear was acting on its own which is close to impossible, or someone with similar magic was manipulating the spear but cases of such a thing happening are rare.

HIS MAGIC SPIRIT!!!!

That was the only option left, it was practically the source of his power and it only natural for it to be able to manipulate the spear, but why would it attack him? If he died, the spirit will most likely die with him. Has it finally lost its patience, no that's not it…

BAM!!!

Derik felt like a cannon hit him from behind and his vision blurred for a moment, he looks down to his chest area and saw a fist protruding out of his chest, his eyes widened in shock as he twisted his head slightly to gaze at the one responsible for this, only to see Fred. This was someone whom he assumed he had defeated a few seconds ago. His eyes widened when he realized the mistake he has made, clearly he underestimated the vitality of these vampires.

In front was Stella who was already airborne, covering the distance between her and Derik quickly and from behind was Fred who raised his free hand, it seemed as if he was about to severe Derik's head with his hands. Normally this is something that should be impossible but in this case, Derik didn't doubt this vampire one bit. Someone possessing the strength to drive his hand into a human's chest in such a weakened state should be able to do this.

BAM!!!

Before Fred's hand could reach Derik's head, the bone spear tore through his skin and forcibly dragged the vampire away, pinning him on to a tree. Falling on his knees, Derik struggled to control his breathing while thrusting his hands forward, at Stella's direction

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"Ooo God of Death, lord of the underworld and ruler of all damned souls in it, hear the plea of thy faithful servant and burn thy foe with the unquenchable flames of hell, even thy ashes will not remain… Death magic: Hell flame!!!!" Derik screamed. Instantly a black magic array appeared on his palms and torrents of Darkish purple flames poured out, completely consuming the girl who was just a few meters away.

Putting all his strength into one last moved, Derik rolled out of the way, letting the female vampire shrouded in darkish purple flames fly past his previous location without any obstruction.

"I really messed up this time…" Derik said as he struggled to get on his feet while spitting out a mouthful of blood. His body crashed on the ground once again but this time he didn't move, he couldn't.

His skin lost all its color and his body stiffened. At this point, he felt peace as the darkness soon surrounded him thoroughly blocking his sight. And when it cleared, he was standing at that same spot, his injuries were already gone and the burning pain on his chest had vanished. Beside him was a lifeless body that looked like… wait!... what?... his eyes widened in shock as he realized he was staring at his body from the outside.

"Am I dead?" he muttered…