Chapter 72 Soul Monsters (1)

Chapter 72 Soul Monsters (1)

Chapter 72: Soul Monsters (1)

On the other side of the battlefield, Hunter extended his hand toward Seraphina, "Come."

It was time to enable her and give her enough power to face the werewolf contractor. Of course, her situation was much different than Aimee's, for Hunter's feelings toward her were thinner...

...he had selfishly called himself her husband after she had threatened to kill him, then unpredictable events had given him a blessing from the father-in-law, and even Miss Charlotte wanted him to take care of her.

But that much wasn't enough to give her what Aimee had received.

At least not yet.

"...you're sure of it, right?" Seraphina asked as she was about to follow Hunter's plan.

Hunter nodded, "I am."

Which was enough to draw Seraphina to his side, then have her stuff her sword in his torso, opening up another wound from which blood seeped into her white sword.

Activating her innate Mirror Skill, Seraphina fed her weapon with Hunter's blood. She didn't fill his Red Rose within her Mirror World, but just pure blood with an intent to bless her with an ability.

Even Hunter didn't know what would come out of it, but it was much better to go for this rather than his original signature skill, which would take some time to learn.

It was all now in Seraphina's hands.

Still, the third werewolf contractor wouldn't give them time to power up like that. She rushed at them with wild howls and her claws drawing the path.

Noticing this, Hunter shifted his position and spread his arms, ready to welcome the beauty in his embrace.

"Come and have a nice rest in my nest, little wolf! Look at your teammate lying on the ground with pure bliss on her face!"

"Fuck your sarcasm and fuck your nest!"

"I think you can only fuck my face with your snatch, but what do I know? I'm still a virgin! Maybe there's some pussy surfing on a male's broad chest that I am not aware of?! Is that what male's nipples are for?! What a culture!"

"Die!"

Chucking her clawed hand at Hunter's head, the woman had forgotten about Hunter's race, missing his head as he just parted it off his neck.

After successfully landing back, he sneered and threw a punch at her.

Which she avoided and used as a chance to hack at Seraphina, whose eyes were in a trance! It seemed Hunter's blood had helped her awaken something in her innate skill!

Something that Hunter had to protect and enable more!

He was now an enabler, after all.

Stretching his right hand to the side, Hunter caught the werewolf's forearm with his eyes adapted to their speed. Following that move were thousands of red roses obscuring the woman's face, coalescing into a shell for Seraphina!

She was now in a garden of red roses!

"Look how much you made me bleed!" Hunter chuckled.

The werewolf contractor growled and madly lashed out at the first line of Seraphina's defenses, cutting through red roses and their bloody stems with her nails, only to get more and more of them shoved to her face.

When it came to getting time, an immortal man with control of blood was one of the best people to fulfill that role.

It was even better if that man was strong as well...

...which Hunter was, his red roses opening paths to punch the contractor's face! His cold fist broke the mask's teeth, and even the contractor herself had lost a tooth in the Deathless scheme.

Which made it seem like time was on his side.

Unfortunately, the same couldn't be said about Aimee, which troubled Hunter's plan.

'Vampires! They moved! Aimee is on her knee... filling herself with lifespan, I believe! She needs time as well!' Hunter extended his other hand to hurl his red roses.

But speed wasn't his forte, and that skill wouldn't have bought much time anyway...

At that time, Seraphina's voice reached him, "Go. I'm fine on my own now."

Without replying back, Hunter loaded his Strength Origin in his leg and flew to Aimee's side, making Seraphina faintly smile at herself as that was more than enough to tell her that she was the least important.

'It hurts... strange. I've been a loner for so long... and I've been with him for just a few days...' Seraphina inwardly commented before the contractor's calm growls yanked her off of her thoughts.

The contractor mocked Seraphina and her team's situation, "You know what vampires like the most? Blood! Your leader's bloody roses will become only their nutrient! He won't be able to save that blonde royalty! Look at yourself, too! Your sword became too much for you! You can't even lift it! All because you wanted to follow that man and become a danger to the world order! Fool!"

Just like she said, Seraphina stood with her legs bent and torso slightly lurched forward, only because her white sword became a red and cold weapon weighing more than she seemingly could handle. It was bringing her down, barely giving her a chance to keep the hilt up.

However, Seraphina wasn't intimidated by those words.

"I can't die until I... kill all those demons... hunt them down like monsters... and erase this stain off my name!"

Using her famous skill to blind off opponents, Seraphina's sword momentarily changed color back to white, flash-banging the entire scene, drowning it in the white zone that rose to the skies like a pillar.

In this domain, Seraphina exerted all the strength of her muscles that she had trained in the wilderness, hunting monsters and demons alone, raising the blade before rushing at the werewolf contractor.

Even better, there was a second presence in this pillar, confusing the foe's senses.

"You can summon monsters?"

Sheathed in that presence, Seraphina further muddled her opponent's senses, soon bringing down the blade onto her head... which her enemy luckily guarded against by crossing her arms.

BOOM!

With the ground cracking beneath her, the werewolf woman tasted the heaviness of Seraphina's sword, threatening her to throw off her balance.

As the waves of pressure and strength rolled the cracks further along, warning the forest of imminent collapse, Seraphina yelled another skill's name while pressing her strength and weight onto the contractor, "Fireworkie!"

"What kind of nickname is-"

Her red sword lit up in deep orange flames, coalescing into the face of the salamander!

The monster she had killed and stolen the skill from was now on her side!

Which was possible only because Seraphina's Mirror Skill became entirely flooded by Hunter's blood.

The purest form of mana to ever exist in the entire universe.

As this blood awakened items and upgraded their ranks, the same could be done to innate skills as long as Hunter wished firm enough for it.

His Blood and Immortal Origins answered his desires for this crimson-haired woman, blessing her with the power to breathe fragments of her soul into the skills she steals with her Mirror World. With her experience and memories of them, Seraphina instinctively shaped those souls, giving them the shape she wanted.

And skills with souls... were one of the most dangerous skills in the entire world.

Of course, there was a catch to it.

Blood stored within the Mirror World wasn't infinite.

It had to be stored again.

Moreover, it couldn't be 'saved' for years as well.

The blood within it... was utterly subservient to Hunter.