My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires

Chapter 665 665: A Worthy Opponent.

Chapter 665: A Worthy Opponent.

In Victorʼs inner world.

”Ughh! Iʼll be sure to complain to Victor later! How can he place a value on these filthy Souls just to gain the memories of their Techniques and Authority!?”

”Doesnʼt he know how much itʼs taxing his Soul!?” Roxanne grumbled.

”Our Soul is not being burdened, Roxanne.”

”…Shut up, Alter-.” Roxanne stopped talking when she looked at Alter and saw that half of his body had become complete darkness.

”... Thatʼs...” She opened her eyes wide.

”Correct, it is the result of him acting as a Progenitor.” Though his words sounded like a mockery, the smug smile on Alterʼs face indicated otherwise.

”… Consuming Higher-Order Demons brought about that much change…?” Roxanne asked in disbelief.

”From the beginning, we were not normal, Roxanne. Despite both being Progenitors, we are not the same as Vlad.”

”A Progenitor walks his own path; he does not follow a path that has been trodden before.”

”And thanks to you, we can be the strongest Progenitor ever.”

”The proof is that he achieved a feat that even Vlad couldnʼt because of fear, exploring his Inherent Power over Souls. After all, messing with Souls is something dangerous. Victor was able to absorb the Authority and complete battle experience from The Horseman and, of course, the memories related to that experience as well, all without attributing the existence of those Beings with the Highest Value as happened with Adonis.”

”....” Roxanne didnʼt know what to say as her mouth opened and closed like a goldfish at the end. Finally, she just decided to stay silent as theories formed in her head.

”This situation is different from Adonis, isnʼt it?” She said.

”Indeed.” Alter didnʼt deny it, ”He also wonʼt risk having a second personality or anything like that.”

”The Horsemenʼs Powers are a Minor Authority. We might even call it the Divinity Remnants of a Demigod.” Alter revealed as he raised his hand and saw that the ʼsparksʼ of Victorʼs Divinity grew to the size of a football.

And even though the flame-like golden bridle had grown, it hadnʼt gained a form yet, proving that this ʼAuthorityʼ he was given was just an Aspect of the Authority of the Horseman who would become a Lesser Deity but couldnʼt due to their death. These remnants of Lesser Divinities only boosted the existing Divinity in Victorʼs body.

After all, try as they might, Demons werenʼt complete Beings. They only had a part of a Soul, the ʼbadʼ part, and only when the Demon built the other half of themselves could they ascend and gain a Divinity related to the Negative side of the world.

Balance was essential; this was an absolute truth.

”… But even so, itʼs reckless to do this in a short time. If it werenʼt for me, his Soul would be badly damaged right now. Consuming too much in a short time isnʼt ideal, and if they werenʼt something akin to Demigods, he would be greatly impaired now.” Roxanne grumbled, and she couldnʼt help but emphasize that point.

”I know, and that is why I said his Soul is not burdened.”

”After all, you are protecting our Soul.” Alter laughed.

”And if you didnʼt say anything while he absorbed the Horsemen, it was because you were sure he would be fine.”

”... Tsk.” Roxanne clicked her tongue in annoyance.

”Sometimes I hate how well you know me.”

”Thatʼs natural; Iʼm him… Well, his Power.”

”Yeah, Yeah, I know.” She snorted.

”Oh, but donʼt forget to scold him. What he did was very dangerous. If those Demons werenʼt akin to Demigods, and if Demons werenʼt part of the ʼNegativeʼ Aspect of the world, weʼd be pretty fucked up.”

”...”

”Make sure he doesnʼt do the same to True Deities or even Demigods with parents with ʼPositiveʼ Aspects of the world. Oh, also, donʼt forget to tell him not to do that too much. Even for an abnormal Progenitor like us, absorbing memories of hundreds and thousands of years of just fighting might cause some kind of change or trouble in our Soul.”

”Eating a lot is not healthy, you know?” He laughed.

”Ugh… That Power of Progenitors is too dangerous.” Roxanne grumbled.

”Thatʼs why Vlad didnʼt exploit that Power. Unlike us, who have you protecting us from our own reckless acts, Vlad doesnʼt have that. So any mistake he made could have killed him.”

”Haaah, donʼt remind me of that. Iʼll get even more irritated.” Roxanne sighed.

”But despite being dangerous, this Power is also the most useful. The ability to absorb an entity, and use that entityʼs memories for yourself, is something everyone would envy… If they didnʼt know about the side effects, of course.” He laughed.

”Possible creation of a second personality, damage to the Soul, or in the worst cases, the death of a Soul, psychological problems due to a large number of memories that are not yours, and these are just some of the risks we have to take when using that Power with other Souls. After all, messing with the Soul is messing with creation. Through the Soul, the spark of life exists. Destroying or manipulating such a thing without knowledge... Itʼs reckless, to say the least.”

”Reckless...? Thatʼs the understatement of the century!” Roxanne rolled her eyes.

”Cocytus!” Victorʼs roar was heard, followed by a greater concentration of Roxanneʼs Power being absorbed.

”Looks like the fight is getting more interesting.” Alter spoke while looking at the sky.

”Will you watch?”

”Of course, I need to help you if necessary.”

”....” Alter just nodded and continued watching the fight.

...

Water.

That was the sight that Vine, Vepar, Helena, and hundreds of thousands of Demons saw.

The moment Victor declared the Techniqueʼs name, it was as if all of Hell had changed according to his will.

Furious jets of Water erupted from the ground, the sky began to rain, and in less than a few seconds, enough Water to flood an entire city was created.

Due to Vineʼs specific order, they couldnʼt ignore their ʼcompanionsʼ even if they didnʼt care about them. After all, they are Demons.

”And to think that he can even use Sitriʼs Technique….” Vepar commented in shock.

As someone who also used the Element of Water, she knew how powerful Sitriʼs Technique was, and she had seen the effects for herself once in the past.

This technique flooded and destroyed an entire capital, and several Demons served as food for the Pillar Demon that day.

The existences that made up the Top 10 Pillar rankings were Beings capable of mass destruction, much like her Lord.

Flying while using her succubus wings, Helena spoke:

”Where is he? The Horseman of War?” She pulled her wet hair back and looked around.

”Idiot, use your senses. They arenʼt even trying to hide.” Vine spoke.

Hearing Vineʼs words, Helena quickly used her senses and felt War and Victor fighting... Underwater.

”Huh? When did they get there?”

”Does not matter,” Vine responded and added:

”What matters now is that this fight is getting more and more dangerous for us. We need to get out of here.”

”And where will we go?” Helena asked.

”Anywhere but here,” Vine replied.

”Lordʼs victory is only a matter of time. We must reorganize and prepare for any possible ambush.” Vepar agreed with Vine. It was obvious that War hadnʼt reached his limit yet, but...

ʼI canʼt see him losing...ʼ Defying all odds, Victor single-handedly fought The Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse and managed to defeat three, then absorbed their essence as a True Demon would.

The faith Vepar had in Victor bordered on fanaticism, which was expected after seeing this vision.

Quake, Quake.

Suddenly, the earth began to shake as if an earthquake had occurred, and soon a gigantic jet of Water rose to the heavens, and War and Victor were seen again.

The whole topography of the place was changing, and the once destructive fight became catastrophic. Victor was literally creating enough Water that already exceeded the limits of a lake. He was spawning a damn sea.

Sounds of clashing blades were heard again, and War and Victor backed away and fell to the ground.

Victor was standing in the Water, as well as War, who had visible steam coming out of his body due to the evaporation.

Even now, the Flames of Hell were never extinguished; Warʼs rage was unfathomable.

”Haaah …” Victor let out a long, satisfied sigh as he looked at the rainy sky. He opened his hands to the sky and felt the Water drops falling on his body; it was invigorating.

”Itʼs been a while... Itʼs been a while since Iʼve had such a satisfying fight, just two enemies fighting each other in search of surpassing their limits.”

Victor stopped looking at the sky and looked at War.

”Donʼt you think so, War?”

”....” The warriorʼs response was just a grunt followed by silence.

It was obvious that despite his contradictory appearance that everyone would think he had lost control, War was far from it; he was very sane.

Anger and hatred were just part of who he was.

Born from one of the hottest areas of Hell: anger and hatred had always been beside him, along with the Flames.

That was the essence of the Horseman of The Apocalypse, War.

Despite being saddened and angry that his brothers were dead, Victorʼs prolonged struggle against War made him understand and accept.

He came to understand that it was natural for them to be killed. Victor was stronger, much stronger than they expected; Baal was correct.

ʼInstead of acting with arrogance, we were supposed to have attacked with everything from the beginning.ʼ That was their mistake, a mistake that got his three brothers killed.

And he came to accept it all because...

Thatʼs what Hell was like. The strong always spoke louder and were always right. No matter what kind of injustice the strong were doing, in the end... They were right.

The reason for this? Itʼs because they were strong and had the ʼpowerʼ.

Hell was not kind to the weak.

Hell was not merciful to the weak.

Only those who were strong had the luxury of enjoying such circumstances.

War knew it; he always knew it. After all, he grew up in Hell.

...But he had forgotten. 

The path of victory, the Title of ʼHorseman of The Apocalypseʼ he came to be called as he walked his way, left him blind.

War closed his eyes and listened to the sound of rain, an artificial rain created by his opponentʼs insane Powers.

It was ridiculous to think that the midlands of Hell would have a new sea all because of a single powerful person.

ʼ... But… But that happened in the past, didnʼt it?ʼ War remembered the small lake that Sitri created. A small lake that was once the city of a Highest-Level Demon.

The situation was the same but different... After all, this man was much more powerful than Sitri.

”Tell me, Alucard...” Slowly, War opened his eyes and looked back at Victor, who had returned to his Base Form sometime before he realized it.

His long black hair fluttered in the wind, and everyone saw his blood-red eyes. A long time ago, the armor he had on his body was destroyed, leaving only the bottom part of the armor. His muscular body was visible, and several ripped pieces of cloth were under the armor.

”What are you looking for on this path you walk?”

”So many Demons youʼve subdued... So many trails of destruction... I smell ʼWarʼ in you.”

”Where are you taking this war you started? What is the point of all this?”

”What a silly question... Isnʼt that obvious, Horseman?” Victor pointed Junketsuʼs blade at War.

”The path I follow is one of conquest.”

”I will descend to the deepest floors of this place called Hell and make my Throne there.”

”I will sit on this Throne, and all Demons, whether of the present or the future, shall kneel before me... And those who deny me will only be erased from my path.”

”... The way of the tyrant, huh... Itʼs quite appropriate for someone who wants to rule over Demons.”

Demons were Beings of Sin. They were creatures born from the Evil of a Soul. They, by nature, were greedy, lustful, petty, and only thought of themselves.

But... If there was one thing all Demons respected, it was... Strength.

That was how Lucifer became King; thatʼs how Diablo became King.

Because they were strong, they were respected.

Of course, there was a stark difference.

Whereas Lucifer was strong and respected, and everyone was afraid of him. The respect the Demons had for this man was greater than their fear.

On the other hand, Diablo didnʼt have that. All Demons feared the Incarnation of Evil. For being the most Evil of all, for being the most dangerous of all, for being the winner, he was declared King.

ʼIt seems... This man will be someone respected like Lucifer and, at the same time, feared like Diablo... But unlike the Incarnation of Evil, he will have Lucifer-like charisma to back him up and transform that fear into admiration...ʼ

”Will you fight all the Demons in Hell for this, a number that easily surpasses billions?”

”If they are in my way... So be it.” Victor put his foot forward, lowered his center of gravity, and held Junketsuʼs hilt with both hands, assuming a perfect Martial Arts stance.

”In that case...” War held his Greatsword behind him, lowered his center of gravity a bit, and assumed an open-chested position. Despite looking at a disadvantage, this position was ideal for him to attack from any possible angle.

”Prove that your existence is worth following.”

The rain slowed to a stop, and all that was left was just a vast and deep lake.

The two warriors looked at each other; this time, hatred and fury were not seen in Warʼs eyes. Instead, taking a hit from a Technique like Cocytus seemed to lower his anger, and now only calm remained.

And with a calm mind, a warriorʼs skills that he had mastered with thousands of battles could be brought out to the fullest.

In the distance, several Demons looked at these two Beings with anticipation on their faces.

Expressions that were shared by Vine, Helena, and Vepar. 

They didnʼt want to admit it, but they were very much looking forward to this confrontation.

The desire for Power was inherent to Demons, and seeing the ʼpeakʼ of Power in front of them made them anxious and excited as a motivation to become an existence as these two men arose in them. And being female Demons, as they admired that Power, something started to grow inside them as they watched the figure of their Lord.

That ʼsomethingʼ made their insides clench with desire, leaving them hot...

All the female Demons felt a similar situation, whether they were the Lesser Demons or even the Pillar Rank Demons who were watching from a distance.

Both warriors stood in their chosen position as they faced each other, entirely focused on each other.

A high-profile fight was about to begin, where the slightest mistake could cost them everything.

An innocent drop of water came slowly falling from the sky, and as this drop of water fell into the surrounding sea…

The two warriors vanished and appeared in the middle of the lake as blades clashed.

The previously calm water began to stir, and rumblings followed by several metal clashes began to be heard again.

Alucard was superior in reaction time and strength due to his superior body, but... War was not far behind. As an Ancient Demon, and the strongest of The Horsemen, he was not far behind in strength, not to mention that in his True Form, the Power available in his body was much greater than in his Human Form.

But... He still lost on reaction time.

Cough.

War coughed up blood when he saw the cut on his chest, and the skin on his chest started to freeze but was soon thawed by the heat emanating from his body.

Victor was a speed monster, and with his reaction time, he could react to anything quickly.

Besides, all of Victorʼs attacks could be lethal because they could injure the Soul; a Progenitorʼs attacks were not to be taken lightly.

But... Despite the visible disadvantage, War was not behind him.

Like all Beings, the opportunity to Evolve was always present, and War, who had stagnated due to not having a worthy opponent, began to... Evolve.

When fighting a superior opponent, he became stronger, faster, and more sensitive to the opponentʼs changes, and his Martial Art began to be unconsciously refined.

War was a genius. A Being didnʼt reach his current strength without that genius behind them, and you donʼt survive in Hell if you donʼt have an unyielding determination.

So he had his own pride.

ʼSo what if heʼs stronger?ʼ

ʼSo what if heʼs faster?ʼ

ʼSo what if heʼs superior?ʼ

ʼIt does not matter!ʼ

Ba-dump, Ba-dump!

ʼA worthy opponent is in front of me!ʼ

Ba-dump, Ba-dump!

ʼApologies are not necessary! Just action!ʼ

Ba-dump, Ba-dump!

ʼMove on! Cut more! Fight harder!ʼ

The sound of a heartbeat was heard all around.

ʼLet the Flames of Hell burn!ʼ

A thunderous war cry was heard, and the flames on Warʼs body grew even more furious.

Warʼs body, with each confrontation that happened with Victor, with each cut he suffered from Victorʼs attack, something changed inside him.

The Flames that had always been by his side since he was born began to glow furiously like an erupting volcano.

Those Flames were nourishing his body, his Soul, and his heart.

War was pushing his limits before everyoneʼs eyes and becoming something even his brothers couldnʼt.

Driven by his pride and acceptance of weakness, he acquired his ʼother halfʼ, and when all these conditions were met,

The seed of Divinity in his Soul began to blossom.

He was lighting up like a Demon God of War.

Victor smiled widely, seeing his opponent getting stronger. Warʼs blows were getting heavier and more accurate; he even managed to cut Victorʼs chest.

But despite being cut, Victor just smiled and grinned in amusement.

How could he not? With such a worthy opponent, how could he not smile?

n/ov/elb/in[./]netʼ

His opponent was getting stronger, but he wasnʼt behind either; Victor could feel it.

That heady, hot feeling he always felt as he progressed, he could feel his existence becoming even more defined and stronger. He could feel Roxanneʼs Power that nourished his body, fueling this state even more.

Looking at his opponent covered in Hellish Flames, he couldnʼt help but think.

ʼThere is a saying that only when the Soul is nearing its end does it show its true potential.ʼ

Thatʼs what was happening to War. His full potential was being forced to awaken in the face of an opponent like Victor.

And that state was pushing Victorʼs existence to even higher levels.

In the face of such a match, in the face of such an opponent, it would be an insult for Victor not to give it his all!

Victor hit Warʼs Greatsword and kicked him away, then he shouted:

”War!”

”....” War readjusted his center of gravity and looked at Victor.

”Do not avert your eyes.”

Rumble, Rumble.

Lightning covered Victorʼs entire body, and slowly, he began to assume the Martial Arts stance most had grown painfully familiar with.

”Do not blink.”

FUSHHH.

Ice covered Junketsu completely, then blood covered the ice making the blade even sharper, and two wings of blood came out of Victorʼs back,

”Focus all your attention on me.”

Warʼs eyes narrowed as his danger instinct alerted him at such a display. He didnʼt take Victorʼs warning lightly, so he completely elevated his frame of mind and utilized this newfound strength to the fullest.

His instincts were sharp, as was his attention.

Victorʼs hair was completely covered in flames.

”Because if you donʼt...”

With a speed that no one could react or see what he did, he appeared next to War:

”You will die.”

BOOOOOM!

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Edited By: DaV0 2138, IsUnavailable

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