Chapter 114

Chapter 114 – There Are Many To Kill

The night of the vampires was always dim.

The damn sun was nothing but poison to them.

Magic and science.

When sufficiently developed, they combined into magical engineering.

They used it to block out the sunlight.

Although not perfect, vampires could somewhat enjoy their freedom.

The curse of indolence.

The curse of sunlight.

These two were particularly fatal to vampires.

Vampires weren’t always like this.

The progenitor vampire.

When he drank the blood of other races, a noble class called the True Ancestors was created through his power of manipulation.

The True Ancestors were born from him.

Without the curse of indolence and the curse of sunlight.

But was their superior racial trait too problematic?

Those who envied them appeared.

Gods.

False gods born from the beliefs of people.

Those damned bastards...

As he read up to that point, Melden looked up at the sky.

‘Pale darkness.’

This kind of night air was nice.

And the blood drunk at times like this was especially exquisite.

“P-please... Please spare me...”

“Shut up.”

As the prey screamed, he glared with a murderous look.

Humans.

Inferior species.

And yet, their population was annoyingly large, and they were unaffected by sunlight.

‘Such beings are suitable as our food.’

Be grateful that it could dare to become their food.

As he harbored such a will, a foul stench began to emanate.

The livestock, not knowing its place, dared to excrete waste.

“Hah, what an unrefined creature.”

Swick.

He beheaded the one who dared to dirty his nose. Clicking his tongue, Melden looked around.

Around him, others were elegantly slicing steaks and drinking wine made from livestock blood.

“Hmm?”

At that moment, someone let out a puzzled voice.

Turning his gaze, he saw a flower.

A lily tinged with pallor. It looked even more graceful under the moonlight.

But why a lily? Moreover, there was a long silk ribbon with a pink background.

Naturally, his eyes were drawn to the writing.

[Congratulations on your journey to the afterlife]

Such words were written.

A wreath?

To the afterlife?

Just before the question ended, a tremendous wave of mana was detected from within the wreath.

“What, what is this!”

“Someone has come here! High Realm... no, it’sSupereme Realmmagic, everyone prepare!”

The outside was in an uproar.

Regardless, the magic pouring out of the wreath voraciously devoured the surrounding mana.

And then.

Flash!

The sun rose in the night sky.

From ancient times, the sun was a sacred existence.

It drove away the night and emitted light.

It was deadly to demons.

And equally fatal to beings like vampires.

“Kyaaa!!”

“The sun, the sun...!!”

“Which bastard did this!!”

I calmly looked at the vampires.

The sun was deadly.

On top of that, I had loaded all the silver bullets. The sun absorbed the silver light.

It couldn’t be more lethal.

‘Normally, it wouldn’t be this effective.’

Brilliant Blazing Fire.

The Flame of Harmony, the flame of life.

That’s why it was so effective against demons.

They did not understand harmony.

If humans were the most harmonious species, other races had some outstanding qualities and flaws.

They still fell into the category of harmony, but demons were different.

Their power was incomplete, twisted, and disgusting.

The negative emotions humans had.

Or the unpleasant feelings created by torturing other races.

Those were condensed and used by the demons.

The one called a true ancestor was of the Middle Realm.

The lesser vampires were weaker than novices but could be mass-produced easily.

‘If the progenitor is a transcendent being, it must have been quite strong.’

By my standards, that was.

Not all transcendents were the same. Even among them, there was an enormous difference in combat power.

Realizing that in my second life, and reaching the third transcendence, how much I had suffered.

Luck played a big role, but because of that, I could kill those who had transcended clumsily in one move.

“You, your beauty is quite exceptional. I could torture you in every possible way.”

“Interesting.”

“What is?”

“Can a True Ancestor vampire still talk if its head is cut off?”

“What, what.”

The true ancestor opened its eyes wide.

It stuttered as if it was difficult to speak.

And then.

Thud.

Roll.

Its head rolled off. I kicked it hard with my foot and burst it.

“It seems there’s no prince here.”

“Shall we move to the next?”

“We should.”

There are plenty of prepared wreaths, after all.

“A major, major problem! Suddenly, multiple suns are rising in various places.”

“...What nonsense is that? There is only one sun.”

“Unless the Sun God has appeared, multiple suns... Could it be that they have shown up?!”

Vampires.

Where only the True Ancestors resided.

A great commotion arose in the place where their prince was served.

In the center, the one closest to the prince sighed.

“Everyone, please remain calm.”

A man with a hoarse voice.

At his words, the other True Ancestors began to calm down.

“First of all, the Sun God cannot come here. They are too busy fighting the Vedas, aren’t they? There’s no reason for them to attack us first.”

“Then what do you mean by multiple suns rising?”

“The Knight of the Sun. It might be that guy.”

The Knight of the Sun.

He was a famous knight from Britain. A man with a conviction of the sun.

He made purifying evil his duty. Therefore, it wouldn’t be strange if he did something crazy like this.

The secretary stopped there, but it couldn’t be the Knight of the Sun.

There were beings more evil than vampires.

There were those who committed evil while being weaker than them. Therefore, it couldn’t be the Knight of the Sun.

But it was not the interference of other gods.

They were exceedingly greedy. The ones who barely took the old North Korean land could not summon them.

Because they would have wanted all of North Korea.

‘Who could it be?’

It must be someone from the Asian region.

Curiosity arose, but at the same time, he made a resolution. This was an unforgivable act.

How dare they cause such havoc where their prince resided.

‘Even in death, a punishment of continuous dying must be imposed.’

Turning them into lesser vampires, piercing them with stakes, and continuously regenerating them.

A thoroughly atrocious punishment, but fitting for those who dared to attack this place.

“It’s less than I expected.”

“C-careful. T-this is the den of the true ancestors...”

“Well, there are some who look impressive.”

A nonchalant voice.

A human. Instinctively, they could tell. Those who would become their food were here.

The moment they confirmed it with their eyes.

All the true ancestors present froze.

Food.

Clearly evaluated as weak, feeble, foolish humans.

It must be them.

Snow-white hair.

A sly yet relaxed smile.

And eyes as cold as ice.

Those eyes were pointing at them.

Not food.

Instinctively they felt it. Not prey to be easily killed.

That man was a hunter. Capable of making them the prey.

“Everyone, run!! It’s Han Seojin, the head of the noble family and the collector of heads!!”

Someone’s shout.

Everyone moved.

And within that chaos.

Fwoosh.

A flame ignited.

It was an ashen flame. A gray flame blossomed from Han Seojin’s hand.

Splat!

The man who had calmed everyone, the head of the True Ancestors closest to the prince.

His neck was pierced in a single strike.