I Became the Progenitor Vampire Chapter 180

Chapter 180: Chapter 181: Appearance of the Northern Royal Bloodline (Two in One)

“What a delectable sacrifice, Vampire Ancestor, One-eyed Giant, and Northern Warrior…”

Stanley's expression became even more excited.

“What a pleasant collection. Are you ready to embrace Death?”

He thoroughly enjoyed watching his prey step closer to death.

This thrilling sensation intoxicated him.

Those who became believers of the Evil God were seldom normal; they had already lost themselves in the darkness, pursuing only slaughter and power.

Click~

Stanley stepped forward, and a Bloodline trying to rise just had its head brutally crushed under his foot.

The scene was bloody and cruel.

Lide turned his head to take a deep look at the still-unconscious Bronze One-eyed Giant, Cosso, then slowly stood up, his eyes coldly fixed on the two.

“I am Kachar, Ancestor of the Bloodline, a believer of the God of Tyranny. Please state your business.”

Hearing this, Stanley and Kolong were taken aback, exchanging a derisive look between themselves.

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Stanley shook his head, full of disdain, “Foolish Vampire, now all of you are my trophies, sacrifices for the great God of Tyranny!”

His eyes filled with indescribable frenzy, he had a premonition that sacrificing this batch of precious offerings would greatly strengthen his power.

Praise the God of Tyranny!

“All will become sacrifices for our God!”

Upon hearing this, Lide's expression did not change, his penetrating gaze continuing to bore into Stanley.

“So, the Late Bell Church wishes to make an enemy of the Bloodline? Are you ready?”

A sneer peeked out from under Stanley's cloak.

“Ready? With just a bunch of lowly Vampires?? I…”

Just then, Kolong frowned and shook his head, “Stanley, kill him. This Vampire is stalling for time.”

Stanley, surprised then slightly embarrassed, snapped, “Damn Vampire, I will personally make you taste death.”

Lide shrugged. “Such low intelligence, can't even discern such an obvious tactic. It's a wonder how the Late Bell Church has survived so long.

Are all the followers of the Evil God so brainless??”

Stanley's face turned livid, and he ripped off the black cloak covering his face. The terrifying scar that resembled a centipede across his face sent chills down the spine.

The dimming fires around him faintly illuminated his surroundings, making that face even more horrifying.

“Damn bastard!!”

Stanley cursed, and his magic power instantly gathered, ready to cast the Three Circle Magic – a Dark Magic Ball held in his hand in just a second.

But at that moment, rumble~

The ground shook.

Unnoticed by all, the One-eyed Giant Cosso, who had been scorched at thousands of degrees for minutes and thought by everyone to be near death, suddenly opened his huge one-eye.

His mountain-like sturdy arm propped against the scorched earth as he heaved himself up.

The air was instantly filled with a suffocating feeling, and the ambiance around him visibly darkened.

The giant one-eye, fierce and ferocious, his nostrils flaring with hot breath, and his slightly opened mouth revealed tusks sharper than razors.

His enormous body, with grey-white wrinkled skin, shimmered with a metallic luster, standing seven blades tall, his muscles as if cast from steel.

Cosso, now revived with the Ancient Giant Bloodline, was filled with an indescribable sense of power.

The Bronze One-eyed Giant–Cosso Thunder.

Had awakened.

Stanley's pupils shrank suddenly, releasing both Three Circle Magic Spells at once.

Bang bang~

The Dark Magic Ball devoured all surrounding energy.

The grievously injured Lide had no chance to dodge.

Seeing this, Cosso's one-eye glared fiercely, and with two steps forward, he swung his palm through the air,

Splat~

The huge palm collided with the Dark Magic Ball, but to Stanley's shock, the Three Circle Magic was extinguished by Cosso with a single slap.

Extinguished as if swatting a fly!

The two Three Circle Magic Spells didn't even have the privilege to leave a mark on this One-eyed Giant.

“How is this possible?! Although One-eyed Giants have high Magic Resistance, they couldn't possibly ignore the damage from Three Circle Magic so easily!”

Stanley watched in disbelief.

The formidable level of the One-eyed Giant was beyond his expectations.

And he had watched from the shadows as Vampire spells scorched this One-eyed Giant for minutes.

Even if undead, it couldn't possibly return to normal in just a few minutes, right? His mind was filled with confusion and amazement.

But Lide paid no heed to that, his gaze cold with killing intent flaring up.

“Cosso, kill them.”

“Cosso obeys your command.”

The echoing, booming voice, like distant thunder, in Ancient Giant language, pierced directly to the soul.

Stanley's face held a trace of gravity as, behind him, Kolong was also fraught with surprise. The One-eyed Giant, whom Kolong thought had lost its combat effectiveness, had unexpectedly regained its full strength.

Even more powerful than before, it seemed.

What was this all about? Could Magic Attacks now differentiate between friend and foe?

Kolong, the Level 17 Dark Bishop, was filled with bafflement and confusion.

Flap-flap~

Simultaneously, the Magic Language Bats previously driven away by Groot once again enveloped the sky.

The heavily injured Bloodline members took this opportunity to transform into bats and scatter in flight, and the One-eyed Giants, in worse shape due to their size, also dragged their battered bodies backwards.

After Stanley's twisted sense of bravado led him to make a few extra remarks, the situation on the ground shifted immediately.

It seemed villains always died because they talked too much.

“Attack!”

Although severely injured, Lide did not retreat a single step.

Even though the Bloodline and One-eyed Giants were exhausted and their condition greatly worsened, they couldn't afford to lose this fight – losing this time would be a hundred times worse than losing to Groot.

If they lost, all the Bloodline and One-eyed Giants here would be killed.

No one could accept that outcome.

The Magic Language Bats in the sky, under the command of the Bloodline, began a frenzied dive attacking the two believers of the Evil God.

The Bloodline members who still hadn't lost their combat capabilities quickly regrouped.

They began to provide intermittent magical support.

On receiving the command, Cosso charged at the two believers of the Evil God first.

After becoming a Bronze One-eyed Giant, he felt a significant increase in strength–he needed a battle to test his new power.

For Dawn City!

Boom-boom-boom~

The earth shook with Cosso's charge.

The moment Lide had given the command, Stanley and Cosso were immediately entangled by the fearless Magic Language Bats.

Even if they wanted to ignore these massive bats, attacking Lide and the other Bloodline members was impossible.

Though of lower level, the giant size of the Magic Language Bats was there for all to see.

In this world, there were no fictional concepts like health bars; even a Level 7 Magic Language Bat might deliver a fatal blow if it hit a Level 15 Dark Priest's neck.

Though entangled, the two believers of the Evil God were, after all, top combatants, and their strength was far beyond that of the Magic Language Bats.

And unlike ordinary spellcasters, their spells had very short casting times, even the Three Circle Magic could be cast in a second or two, effectively turning them into magic machine guns.

Every few seconds, a Magic Language Bat would fall, the ground's trembling never stopped.

The Magic Language Bats suffered heavy casualties in the brief encounter.

Seeing this, Lide felt no pity; Magic Language Bats were not an irreproducible resource–they could be created again given time.

But now, if they couldn't finish off these two believers of the Evil God, it would be their end.

Mercy does not command an army.

Emi, witnessing this scene, had a bitter expression. As a fellow spellcaster, these protected priests exhibited far greater destructive power.

Simultaneously, he vowed inwardly that after this, he must learn more spells to boost his strength, so he wouldn't need the Vampire Ancestor's help in the future.

The battle turned intense immediately following Lide's command.

The desperate Bloodline disregarded all costs.

The Magic Language Bats risked their lives to fiercely restrict their two opponents' movements, while Cosso, the Bronze One-eyed Giant, took on the role of main attacker.

Holding a Wolf Fang Club from another One-eyed Giant, his monstrous form could shatter the earth with a single swing.

Numerous huge pits formed during the combat.

Furthermore, after his advancement, Cosso's magic resistance was absurdly high; Stanley and Kolong's dark magic could not harm Cosso at all.

The bloodline of the Bronze One-eyed Giant was directly immune to Four Circle Magic, and the strongest spells the two had were merely Four Circle.

Thus, the previously fierce Stanley and Kolong were immediately overwhelmed by Cosso with the aid of the Magic Language Bats.

Boom~

Magic power burst forth, a frightful tide of energy sweeping across the surroundings.

Four Circle Magic, Void Devour.

Stanley fought desperately to hold Cosso back, buying the Dark Bishop Kolong a precious bit of time.

After a brief casting, Kolong deployed his most powerful spell–Void Devour.

Void Devour: Creates a void that devours the enemy, banishing them to a different plane.

Suddenly, the space in front of Cosso fractured, a massive black hole engulfing the risen Cosso.

Numerous Magic Language Bats, unable to react in time, were torn to pieces by the closing space.

Relieved at this sight, Stanley breathed a sigh of relief, for the One-eyed Giant had been too fierce, overpowering him alone.

Void Devour was a spatial banishing spell, not a direct effect spell, hence high magic resistance was ineffective against it.

“Kill that damned Vampire Ancestor!”

Dark Bishop Kolong's voice was filled with rage. What was supposed to be an easy hunting trip turned out to be so humiliating due to one One-eyed Giant.

With a fierce grin, Stanley advanced, casting a Dark Sphere at the spellcasting Bloodline member ahead.

Clash~

A massive burst of energy erupted, and over ten Bloodline members who couldn't dodge in time were instantly blasted into corpses.

The other Bloodline members began to retreat as the number of those able to fight had fallen below fifty, with the majority of them having sustained severe injuries.

Stanley swept his gaze around and immediately spotted Lide commanding from the Bloodline's back lines.

“Perhaps you should be thankful, to die at the hands of the faithful of the great God of Tyranny.”

Stanley shouted across a distance of dozens of blades.

Joy unspeakable filled his eyes.

Once again, he formed a Dark Magic Ball in his hand.

Just then–bang!

Crack!

The sound of a heavy weapon hitting a wall rang out, and the space recently devoured by Cosso shattered like glass.

A gigantic hand reached out from the void, slamming into Stanley.

The fragile Mage Shield burst instantly.

Blood spewed out as he was thrown backward.

Crack!

The space shattered completely, and Cosso's robust body reappeared unscathed; the Void Devour had no effect.

Stanley and Kolong's expressions turned ugly.

“This damned One-eyed Giant, his Magic Resistance is too high, we can't inflict any damage on him.”

Rage filled Stanley's eyes, for spellcasters feared nothing more than encountering creatures with extremely high Magic Resistance.

Because powerful magic was ineffective against them, even the strongest spellcasters would feel powerless.

Moreover, the opponent's strength was significantly high, and one could easily be killed in an instant.

“We can't go on like this. The glory of the God of Tyranny must not be challenged!”

Then, Kolong did something that stunned everyone.

“Great God of Tyranny, your most loyal believer begs you to grant him power.”

The Level-17 Dark Bishop Kolong raised both hands above his head and then knelt fiercely to the ground, reciting this prayer in the Abyssal Blasphemy language.

Moments later.

A gaze of indescribable authority passed through countless planes and fixed on this spot, and under everyone's shocked looks, Kolong's body began to rise, inch by inch, with yellow and blue flames erupting all around him.

Bang, bang, bang!

Little by little, he transformed.

Two blades, three blades, five blades… At last, Kolong, the Level-17 Dark Bishop, had grown to a height of ten blades, and his body was no longer made of flesh and blood but had become a demonic form composed entirely of rock.

The true creature from the abyss–Molten Demon.

Cosso was now entirely made of rock, with yellow and blue intertwined flames exuding from him, the horrifying heat distorting the space around him.

Each step he took left a fiery red footprint on the ground; even the rocks nearby would melt into magma in less than ten seconds if they were within his vicinity.

Molten Demon (Transformation)

Level: 19

Lide could see the attributes which were very simple, yet their simplicity made him gasp in awe.

After transforming, Dark Bishop Kolong had reached Level 19, while his opponent Cosso was only Level 16.

He didn't have much time to think, as after transforming into the Molten Demon, Kolong charged towards the bronze One-eyed Giant.

Cosso was not to be outdone. His huge one eye radiating a ferocious glare, he emitted a stunning roar and charged.

Bang!

Cosso's massive Wolf Fang Club smashed violently towards the Molten Demon's head, but the Molten Demon blocked with his right hand, the heavyweight club causing no damage whatsoever.

The Molten Demon punched Cosso's chest, which made his pain increase and his glare all the more ferocious.

This was a battle between giants.

The sky shattered, and the sea roared; the entire valley seemed to be in the midst of an earthquake.

The battle between the Molten Demon and the One-eyed Giant suddenly quieted the scene.

Everyone stayed far from the battlefield because no one wanted to be accidentally crushed by them.

The ground crumbled under the battle of the two giants.

Rumble, rumble–

Unexpectedly, something occurred again that surprised everyone.

“Great God of Tyranny, your most loyal believer begs you to grant him power,” Stanley called upon the Evil God once more, now that Cosso was no longer entangling him.

As expected, that malevolent and potent aura appeared once again.

God of Tyranny Bain.

Even separated by countless planes, the power of the Evil God left everyone breathless.

Initially matching the Molten Demon blow for blow, Cosso's soul suddenly trembled, a wave of excruciating pain rushed through him, and his massive body fell to his knees.

Five Circle Magic: Soul Shock.

The Evil God Bain had personally cast the spell across countless planes.

Even Cosso, who had high magic resistance, had suffered a heavy blow in the face of Five Circle Magic, because it was a spell cast by a deity.

Stanley's face showed intense pleasure, Divine Descent was the most powerful Divine Art of the Late Bell Church, usable only once every three months.

Its sole purpose was to briefly summon the will of a deity to attack the enemy.

That was a deity, after all, even if it couldn't affect the Main Plane too much, but just casting it once could determine the outcome of a war.

The Molten Demon, seizing the opportunity, grabbed Cosso's two legs, swung him around like a sack a few times, and then slammed him onto the ground.

Bang~

The head of the One-eyed Giant fiercely smashed into the ground, causing a burst of spiderweb cracks, and debris of mud and rocks flew everywhere.

Cosso, having been struck by the Five Circle Magic attack, had no strength left to counterattack.

The outcome was decided.

The scene fell into a death-like silence, even the fearless Bloodline couldn't help but fall quiet.

They no longer had the ability to defeat a Level 19 Molten Demon.

The strongest fighters, Cosso and Emi, had both been heavily injured, who else could fight?

Lide raised his head and looked around.

A bitter smile flickered in his eyes, the battle had reached a point where they were out of options.

Then a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes.

“Entire Bloodline, assemble, prepare to attack.”

Northern warriors, fearless, undaunted.

The Bloodline had never retreated even half a step!

Seeing this scene, Stanley couldn't hold back his inner sneer, his brutal face thick with scorn.

“Weak vampires, kneel and accept your fate.”

The Molten Demon also uttered a chilling voice.

“Death, destruction.”

The Abyss's blasphemous language was terrifying and cold.

The air was filled with an aura of desolation, and the Bloodline, regardless of their severe injuries, silently assembled.

Even faced with an almost insurmountable enemy, not one of them backed down.

Just a second before Lide ordered the attack,

A scornful, crisp voice echoed through the valley.

“So weak indeed.”

“A demon who has power but knows not how to use it can boast of its strength.”

“What a dull battle.”

Lide abruptly turned his head, and a lady with a wild beauty, wearing a leather skirt and short boots appeared in his sight.

The atmosphere changed instantly, everyone confusedly looked towards the newcomer.

Tat-tat-tat~

The wild-eyed lady stepped forward under everyone's gaze, slowly pulled out a giant sword that was stuck in the ground, and effortlessly lifted it.

Her tall, slender figure holding the giant sword strangely provided a sense of harmony, as if this lady was meant to wield this weapon that should belong to an armored warrior.

Seeing this, the two Evil God believers frowned, not taking this abruptly appearing woman seriously.

“Foolish woman, kill her!”

The voice of the Molten Demon boomed like thunder.

Stanley, hearing this, his lips curled into a wicked smile, and he cast a spell with both hands.

Two Dark Magic Balls carrying lethal intent flew towards the wild lady holding the giant sword.

Death descends.

Stanley even imagined the scene of the opponent being blasted to pieces.

Under everyone's gaze, the fair-skinned lady with wild eyes raised her eyebrow, showed no sign of retreat, and directly moved forward with her sword,

Striking directly down at the two Dark Magic Balls.

“Idiot!” Stanley's smile just began to form, but in the next second, it abruptly stopped.

“How, how is this possible!?”

The two Dark Magic Balls were cleaved into quarters by the giant sword and then dissipated into magical elements vanishing in the air.

Unscathed.

Seeing the faint glow on the giant sword, Stanley was hugely shocked.

“Fearless! Extreme!! You, you are a Northern Warrior, no, you are from the Northern Royal Family!!”

Stanley's eyes widened to their fullest.

His voice sharp with astonishment.

“How is this possible, don't you need the blood of the Golden Race to recover?

How is this possible?? Could there be a giant dragon here??”

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