Chapter 64.2: Refrigon (9)

I escaped and defended using the right mix of space leap and floating veil, and he continued to pursue me and fire attacks on me.

The Tyrant basically belonged to the physical type of super being like the Mad King, but he not only fought purely physically but also used blood magic.

Every time the Tyrant’s power or blood rushed in, one side of the stadium collapsed in shock. The spectators who could not get out yet were killed in droves.

As the rushing attack became faster and stronger, a thick fog of blood erupted from his body and covered the entire area.

“···!”

I felt dizzy, and as soon as I teleported, I barely blocked the blood magic of the man who flew in.

Slowly, I was reaching my limit of responding to his attacks.

Even the super sensory that was raised to the maximum seemed to be insufficient to respond to the speed of a level 94 superman.

If the floating veil or space leap were abilities with even a slight delay in activation, my body would have been already torn apart.

“How long are you going to run away like a mouse?”

He looked at me floating in the air with my floating veil open and roared with equal momentum.

The only thing I could do against that monster was to defend and run away. Unless I killed him.

So, as a safety device, I spread my blood from time to time in the middle of the fight and buried my blood in him.

Because if I could no longer block his attacks, I had to just kill him instantly.

I wouldn’t even start a fight with that monster if I didn’t believe I could do that.

And besides instant kill, there was one more thing I believed in.

Gascalid’s blood magic that had been activated on him since the beginning of the battle.

Gascalid’s level was 95 while he was alive, and the Tyrant’s level was 94.

It didn’t seem to take effect yet, because the level difference between the two was too small…

··Come.

After a certain moment, power slowly flowed into my body.

I defended myself with only the floating veil.

The momentum of the Tyrant who had been pouring out blood magic just below me began to slowly subside.

Slowly, the other who sensed that something was strange stopped attacking and looked at me with a puzzled expression.

“What is this…?”

Even amid this, the energy flowing into my body was growing exponentially stronger every moment.

I came back down to the ground and stood facing the Tyrant.

The bewildered vampire asked me.

“What the fuck did you do?”

“Well.”

The other, with a distorted look, roared wildly and ran towards me.

But his attacks were no longer as powerful as before, nor fast enough to be unresponsive.

I leisurely dodged and blocked his attack, waiting for the riot to end.

【Lv. 90]

【Lv. 89]

【Lv. 88]

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The interesting thing was that his level information was also changed in real time as his power was taken away.

I could see that his level reflected the power of his attacks.

And when his level continued to go down and down, he was now much lower than Asher.

【Lv. 70]

“This human bastard! What the hell did you do to my body?”

The vampire growled and cried out.

I slowly approached him, feeling the unprecedented power that filled my body. He turned pale and stepped back.

“This···!”

He turned around and ran away.

I looked at the back of that guy and then stamped my foot on the ground.

Kwaang!

With a single step, the distance between us shortened in an instant.

He hurriedly raised his arm to defend himself, but it was in vain.

Even if I was a novice who had never had a physical fight, there’s already a wall between me and him that couldn’t be overcome.

The guy who was hit by my fist flew away and crashed into the rubble of the collapsed stadium.

I looked around, shaking my hands a little, and picked up the sword that had fallen to the floor. It was Reef’s sword.

“S-stop…”

I walked over to the wriggling vampire on the floor and pointed the blade at his neck.

“What is the cure for light blood disease?”

As if he hadn’t imagined being defeated like this, the guy who was making a futile expression burst into laughter as if he had lost his mind.

“There’s no such thing.”

“If you don’t tell me, I will kill you.”

“No, you bastard! No! No matter what you do, that bastard is dead anyway!”

“···”

“Stop with nonsensical threats. Let’s put it at the next Lords’ meeting. This one was obviously your fault!”

I sighed and looked up at the sky.

··After all, was there really no other way?

It was a futile effort to subdue him, and in the end, it meant that there was only one option from the beginning.

When I said nothing, he slowly stopped talking and looked up at me.

“Actually, there is a way.”

“···What?”

“It’s a very simple method. You just need to die. Then the light blood disease will completely disappear from this continent.”

He looked at me stupidly and then opened his mouth.

“What kind of bullshit are you talking about, that if I die, it will cure the light blood disease? How can you be so sure?”

“Well.”

Because it was mentioned in the game.

Even if I explained it, he wouldn’t be able to understand it, anyway.

I looked down at him coldly.

The guy swallowed his saliva and said.

“Are you really going to kill me? A Lord killing another Lord?”

“···”

“Come on, wait. Wait a minute. Are you going to turn Calderic into an enemy? The Overlord is going to take your life herself! You’re going to kill me right now for those bastards…!”

Whoa!

The blade slammed down, and his head rolled on the floor.

“Well, the dead don’t have to worry about that.”