Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System

Contrary to what one would expect, the realm of the captain didn’t increase after entering this state, in fact he actually went from a middle stage Archknight to an early stage one, however the pressure being exuded by him increased instead of decreasing.

And it was for a good reason, while in this state, the captain would have actually been stronger than the vast majority of knights in the four galaxies at the same level, in fact Rita who was inside Daimon’s shadow couldn’t help but say.

’Can I kill him, Daimon?’, listening to the protective voice of the undead head maid Daimon inwardly chuckled.

Rita wouldn’t try to interfere with Daimon’s fight if she didn’t feel a chance of him being threatened by the enemy.

’Well at least she asked instead of directly killing that guy, so she seems to have progressed a bit in the meantime’, thought Daimon to himself before saying.

’It’s fine, I want to see the limits of my ”normal” battle prowess, besides he is only barely stronger when compared to Horals at the same level in terms of 1v1, I leave my back to you like usual’.

’Mm~’, the undead head maid happily nodded in before she returned to her castle inside Daimon’s shadow with a bright smile on her pretty face.

Why you ask, well as surprising as it might be, in a 1v1 fight, Rita is stronger than Horals, strangely enough, Horals is a knight whose focus is dealing with multiple enemies and Rita is a mage that is stronger against single opponents.

So, Rita is Daimon’s both exclusive maid and bodyguard for that same reason, of course that doesn’t mean they are weaker on the other aspect, in fact Rita usually plays a crowd control role while Horals faces enemies head on, it’s just that their specialties lie on the aspects mentioned before.

’She is happy that the captain didn’t ”surpass” her but Horals’, amusingly thought Daimon before he focused back on the battle.

”What’s the use of a power you can’t control properly?”, casually asked Daimon, the previous happened in the span of one or two seconds, which might sound like nothing, but Daimon would have already attacked him if he wasn’t waiting for the captain to finish preparing himself to fight in this state.

After all, the moment he absorbed his battle aura, Daimon could see that the captain’s body started to break down with his infinity eyes, the captain himself had stated that his physical vessel has been changed many times before, so this was probably the reason as to why.

”Well, certainly the increase in battle prowess is amazing but it seems like you can’t circulate three types of nether without destroying your body in the process… unlike Sarah”, mockingly added Daimon.

Which made the captain tremble due to anger; however, he didn’t want to waste even a second speaking with the masked silver-haired youth because there was indeed a limit to how much he could stay in this state before his physical body crumbled apart.

With a loud explosion the captain turned into a tri-colored blur that flashed around Daimon a couple of times before he suddenly appeared at Daimon’s left side, Fallen was already about to reach Daimon’s chest by the time he became visible again.

”Clang!”, however, the captain’s sword was blocked by Narasha directly controlling Gram, sparks and the sound of metals colliding were the result of the two swords clashing, like usual the captain was unable to force Gram to move, however he wasn’t being pushed back like before either.

Also, he already expected this to happen, because the major improvement he gained when using his Ancient Battle Armor wasn’t in the physical aspect, his armor was focused in energy improvement to make up for his lacks as a knight, like Daimon mentioned before he was now circulating three different types of nether inside his body at the same time.

”Royal Slaughter Corroding Slash!”, so instead of trying to win in a sword confrontation, the captain went for using a martial art at point blank in order to blast away the masked silver-haired youth.

”White Heavenly Javelin”, however he was dreaming if he thought Daimon was one to back away from a close combat confrontation be it in physical or energy aspects.

”Boooom!”, the death, wrath and even lust nether radiated by the captain’s sword, poured towards Daimon just to be met by twenty streams of white light that barely left their places of origin, both Daimon and the captain used their attacks at point blank, resulting in the two of them being engulfed in a cloud of mana and battle aura that expanded until it reached its critical point, exploding the next second.

Two figures were forced out of the center of the explosion, they were naturally Daimon and the captain who had both tanked the energy reaction head on, this time the captain was perfectly fine while there was a small scratch on Daimon’s forearm, where a few stains of black, dark red and dark pink nether were corroding his skin.

’Crazy bastard, he unleashed the whole twenty discharges of that spell at point blank without a second of hesitation, is he able to change bodies like me or what?’, wondered the captain, only to be brought back to the real world by Daimon’s voice.

”So even if your body is crumbling on the inside, the outside did get stronger than before, the nether contained in your martial arts also took a big quality jump, the work of those strange rune patterns for sure”, he said as he inspected the nether that tried to invade his body by corroding his skin.

The captain couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, since earlier he has had this feeling bothering him, it was the sensation of being scanned and analyzed by the enemy, and then he was hit by realization like a bolt out of the blue.

”Don’t tell me that you are actually doing all this just to learn about what comes after the ”Battleground” level techniques in order to tell those experiments about it… if so then you are even more arrogant than I thought, do you really believe I’ll let you escape so that you can get in the way of the Lords”, he said to then disdainfully add.

”Or perhaps you have been charmed by that broken toy created by the Asmadian Lord to the point where you don’t care about your life anymore?”.

Which made Daimon smirk behind his mask, he pointed his right index finger upwards before the tip of his finger lit up in white flames, he then slipped his finger over the nether stains on his forearm spreading it all over his arm.

Of course, that also left a slight burning scar on Daimon’s arm, but that was nothing compared to the result, Daimon actually… drew the exact same patterns that were engraved on the captain’s arms on his using the nether of the captain.

Daimon then moved his arm and closed his hand a couple of times, producing thunder-like sounds each time he did it.

”Hoh, so the wrath nether pattern is used to increase strength, the death nether pattern can be used for bone reinforcement and the lust pattern is for mind and body coordination improvement, they work pretty well together”, casually said Daimon ignoring the fact that his skin and flesh were being corroded by the nether, since it was hostile to him.

At least until his arm lit up in white flames which extinguished the nether, undoing the patterns on the spot, then under the disbelief of the captain, the burnt patches of skin on his arm returned to a perfect flawless state in the blink of an eye.

”Well, I do admit that I have grown fond of that crazy girl and partially this will be helpful for those three, however I believe in learning anything that I deem useful for myself, so this time I was just being a bit selfish”, he said.

’There is also the fact that the sea emblem hasn’t called for me, so it’s not my time to appear yet’, he added to himself.

Those rune patterns have been of Daimon’s interest since he entered that black stone hall, and even now he could tell that the Lords were only exploiting a portion of their power, though it was unknown to Daimon if it was on purpose or… because they also didn’t know that much about them.

The captain was in shock, Royal Reinforcement techniques are exclusive for those with a noble lineage among nethereals, he is only able to use them because his vessel was created specially by the three Lords to be their proxy, and thus there are quite a lot of limitations to what he is and he isn’t able to do.

And yet, he just saw Daimon not only perfectly replicating the pattern on his arms, something that even he doesn’t understand despite using it with his own body, and not only that, he forcefully activated the effect of it and using nether that isn’t his, all the previous while not being a nethereal.

’W-What the hell is this guy, was he infected by the nether of the Lords that was passed down to those three, no, there is no presence of anyone else in his energy firm, is he in the process to awaken royal nether by himself thanks to the exposure to it, if that’s the case… I can’t let him reach the Lords by all means, worst case scenario I have to go down alongside him!’, screamed the captain in his heart.

For the first time since the fight started, the captain was really frightened by the masked silver-haired youth, so he decided to disregard the remaining durability of his physical vessel and let go of the brakes.

”Royal Slaughter Corroding Sword!”, for starters he casted a martial art on his sword, making a battle aura layer cover the whole length of Fallen while those patterns also appeared on it.

”Royal Slaughter Corroding Charge!”, the legs of the captain exploded in nether before he turned into a tri-colored meteor, appearing above Daimon a second later.

”Royal Slaughter Corroding Fall!”, death, wrath and lust nether exploded on the captain’s sword to then turn into a battle aura wave that descended upon Daimon who pointed his right hand at the incoming tsunami of battle aura.

”White Heavenly Javelin”, the twenty white rays of light surged out of the magic circles around Daimon’s body, however instead of being shot at the captain’s attack, they rotated around Daimon acting as he charged towards the captain’s attack.

”Booom!”, the captain’s martial art reached Daimon, exploding on the spot as it was blocked by the heavenly javelins, forcing the captain to inject more battle aura into it, as there were ongoing explosions all over his attack.

”White Heavenly Charge”, a white flame stream suddenly emerged through the captain’s attack, it was Daimon who had constantly released heavenly javelins to cover his body as he charged through the enemy’s battle aura.

”No way!”, the captain cursed on the spot, his martial art was split in half and the enemy had appeared in front of him, forcing him to raise his sword at the last second to block Gram.

”Boooom!”, this time the impact forced the captain backwards, he also saw a crack appear on the enhancement martial art covering his sword.

’How did he get stronger all of a sudden!’, screamed the captain to his inside, the answer was simple, Daimon was now using as much mana as he could in every spell or movement he was using, in other words he was fighting to the best of his capacities in this state.

That’s also how he navigated through the captain’s martial art while cladded in heavenly javelins, he simply used more mana to overwhelm the captain’s attack head on.

”Fucking hell, Royal Slaughter Corroding Banner!”, the captain exploded in nether of three different colors, which then condensed behind of him in the form of a flag with dark pink and black color on the upper and lower parts while dark red filled the center.

His body then grew a couple of centimeters and the patterns that covered him, glowed in a brighter light.

”A martial art that can be used with three different nethers at the same time, that will be quite useful for a certain light princess”, said Daimon as he inspected the banner behind the captain, that thing buffed the respective aspects of each type of nether by a 100%, in other words the base power of the captain doubled.

Naturally the stress on his body also doubled that’s why he had to increase his size, otherwise his flesh would have ruptured on the spot, also that was just the Balax one of this triple nether technique series, out of which he had already used the Bane one which was to enhance the sword.

And in case you wonder why a death nether focused technique was used to enhance a sword, that’s because the material used to create Fallen was a bone, Daimon couldn’t tell out of which creature it was taken, but it was a finger bone, so whatever it was, it had to be massive for a piece of a finger bone to had a length that surpassed the four-meter mark.

”Royal Slaughter Corroding Crown!”, and now it was the turn for the Asmadian advanced technique to appear, a crown made out of dark pink flames manifested above the captain’s head, it had a similar feeling to the ones that Reyne and Jasmine obtained during their fights earlier.

The moment that dark pink flame crown appeared, the captain finally reached the battle prowess Daimon had predicted him to have, one that even if barely, still surpassed that of Horals at the same level.

”Royal Wrath Step”, having regained his cool, the captain’s legs exploded in blood red nether, even the color had changed from a darker tone to a brighter one, as a sign that the captain’s nether had undergone a fundamental change.

The captain then vanished from plain sight, Daimon’s violet amethyst pupils moved at high speed behind his mask as he followed the captain’s movement, before he actually lost track of him.

”Clang!”, the sound of metals colliding came from Daimon’s left side as the captain’s Fallen clashed with Gram which was controlled by Narasha to block the attack, Daimon however pointed his hand at his right side where the captain had appeared, he was actually fighting while using Will Manipulation to control his sword.

”Royal Slaughter Corroding Wave!”.

”White Heavenly Javelin”.

Two energy-based techniques were launched by those two, at point blank, unlike before they didn’t clash, instead they ignored each other and directly went for the ones that casted them, in other words the captain took Daimon’s spell in order to directly attack him and Daimon did the same.

”Booom!”, both Daimon and the captain were sent flying backwards due to the impact of their attacks, Daimon had nether staining his arms and neck, sizzling sounds came from the point of contact between his skin and those nether stains as they corroded his flesh, while the captain’s whole right side of his body was horribly burnt due those white flames.

”Again”, Daimon burned the enemy’s nether and his skin and flesh regenerated the next second, while the captain blasted the burnt flesh and skin away and had a new layer of it grow in a moment, the most interesting part was that he didn’t scream due to pain after being burned by light, fire and lightning directly impacting him.

But for Daimon there was no mystery, nor was he really impressed by it.

”Heh, so you went for the ”royal ability” of the nether you have the lowest compatibility with, perhaps because your body isn’t strong enough to withstand using the one from the others, you guys surely seem to be afraid of pain”, said Daimon.

The crowns used by the nethereal sisters all came with some really strong abilities that perfectly fitted them, as if they were tailored specifically for their needs, and the captain was the same.

In the captain’s case, that crown allowed him to completely eliminate any ”useless” things, such as fear, pain, doubts and the like, while also enhancing the coordination between his mind and body, that’s why he wasn’t screaming in pain after being hit by the heavenly javelins unlike before, and that’s also why he was capable of move past Daimon’s reaction time, his body was moving faster than his mind, and all of that just so that he could use the royal exclusive martial arts of the Balax family for as long as hid body lasted.

However, that wasn’t enough to take Daimon by surprise, originally his knight realm is higher than his mage one, and so his battle senses surpass his mana sense, and that remains even in Core Synchrony even if his knight realm doesn’t change, because his battle aura does get stronger, after all his vitality and mana do increase and battle aura is the result of both mana and vitality mixing with one’s life spark.

’He didn’t even look in my direction when he counterattacked, that damn sword is a problem, I won’t be able to land a proper hit unless I distract it’, thought the captain, he tightened his grip on Fallen and then disappeared from plain sight like before.

”Royal Wrath Slash!”, this time the captain wielded his sword directly, aiming for Daimon’s back, with a martial art at the same time, like before his speed surpassed what the eye could follow and so Narasha moved Gram by herself in order to block that attack.

”Clang!”, contrary to what one would expect, the captain not only didn’t seem to care that his martial art was blocked head on, in fact he wildly smiled as he let go of Fallen.

”Screeeech!”, the skulls on the black sword screamed as cracks appeared all over the sword, which exploded the next second, dragging Gram upwards into the sky, the captain actually made his sword self-destroy in order to force Gram out of the way.

”Royal Wrath Glorious Victory!”, and that wasn’t the only sacrifice he was doing, similar to what Erika did with one of her pawns, the captain immolated himself right next to Daimon.

”Booooom!”, everything within the vicinity was caught up in a blood red cloud of nether that expanded with the captain as the center, the explosion lasted for a whole thirty seconds before Gram descended at high speed after getting rid of the remnants of Fallen that were restraining it, to then cut through the explosion forcefully ending it before it was supposed.

The result of the explosion where two figures out of which smoke was coming out, the captain whose body had dried up was laying down on the ground, he was still alive but only while the lust and death patterns remained, he burned all the wrath patterns earlier for that explosion.

Daimon on the other hand was standing, but the whole left side of his body was covered in red marks and burning scars, apparently that explosion wasn’t meant to kill him, because the damage he suffered wasn’t that high.

”Hahaha, now that you have been infected with the Lord’s nether, you can never awake a completely pure royal nether, since you aren’t related to the Lords unlike those experiments and if that’s the case you can’t defeat the Lords!!!”, shouted the captain, only for his smile to die down due to Daimon’s next words.

”And I already informed them of everything that happened here, so they’ll know everything about you, not to mention you already used all of your mana”, casually said Daimon, making the captain’s eyes contract like needles.

Earlier during the explosion, he forced a crack to appear on the barrier that was keeping him trapped, to then sent a wisp of Lust nether in which he recorded everything that happened here, of course he did so in secret, and yet the other party noticed it and judging by the calm voice which he used to speak what was in his mind, the masked silver-haired youth counted with him doing so.

”Y-You!”, now imagine the twisted expression on the captain’s face as he saw the red nether marks ”moving” on their own, gathering in Daimon’s left index finger which he then casually ripped off and burned with white flames the next second, by the time it ended a new finger had already replaced the previous one.

”That costed a whole batch of mana reserves of a peak Archmage, not bad”, said Daimon as he drew mana from his lazy ass magic core until he had recovered, of course that costed him a lot of stamina but then a white-silver floating citadel appeared behind of him as he used Sanctuary to fully recover stamina and mana before deactivating Core Synchrony.

So that it was as if nothing had happened, he was back to his prime state and the captain suffered a mental collapse for a moment, he gave up on ending the fight as a warrior in order to prevent the enemy from reaching the Lords in a good state but it was for naught.

Light disappeared from the eyes of the captain and his breathing stopped, his body had reached the limit and the patterns on his skin dispelled the next second, leaving behind only a dried corpse.

”What a shame, I wanted to use Comet Sword with everything I had to see the limits of my ”safe” fighting style, oh well…”, said Daimon to then point his right index finger in a random direction.

”White Heavenly Javelin”, a single white ray of light was shot towards the sky, where an invisible agglomeration of dark pink nether which contained the mind of the captain was rushing in a try to escape in order to inform the Lords of the truth about the monster that he fought with.

Unfortunately, he was caught by the heavenly javelin the next second and his mind blurred before it was burned to ashes.

’Lords please be wary of this monster!’, was the last thought that the captain had, he tried to reach them one last time, but of course that didn’t work, the crack he ”forced” on the barrier was purposedly opened by Daimon so that the captain could send his report.

”Humph, he lost his fighting spirit, so that sword wasn’t worth being cut”, mumbled Narasha from within Gram, her fun was interrupted by the captain making Fallen self-destruct.

”Don’t worry, those three should have better magic weapons, specially since the material used for that sword was probably a bone from the Bane Lord”, said Daimon to the sword girl making her eyes cutely sparkle.

He wasn’t going to actively participate in those three’s fight unless it was needed, but nothing prevented him from letting Narasha help them, after all there was a light princess with whom she could make a really good team there.

”Mm~”, and with the sword girl back to a good mood, Daimon proposed himself to communicate with his black sea emblem to see how those three were doing, just for a black portal to appear and swallow him out of nowhere.

The next thing Daimon knew was that he had appeared in a giant hall where three thrones were placed at the back of it, he turned around and the first thing he saw was Reyne who had an exasperated expression on her pretty face, Jasmine whose face was red like an apple and Sarah who was laughing like a maniac… well the last was just the usual.

’What the hell is going on?’, wondered Daimon.