Just as Butler Fin suspected, many gods had been alerted to the appearance of Zandor. Many gods were preparing to move, and amosgt them were powerful beings whose name could easily shake the universe."Did you feel that energy?" a handsome green haired man turned to a beautiful woman with silver blond hair and asked. In his hand was a long spear that was as flexible as a flood dragon. "I did," the lady nodded her head, her eyes gleaming in excitement. She may look calm, but she had lived long enough to recognise the energy that came from the edge of the universe. That was the power of Zandor. It had been years since Zandor mysteriously disappeared after losing its gods. Yet now - after so many eons - it had finally reappeared."That's the power of the Promised Land," the lady licked her lips seductively as her long fingers reached out for a black whip attached to her waist."It has finally re-emerged. This time we shall get to plunder our fill!" the man declared as a powerful aura exp
"Where is everyone?"Mane's brows were furrowed in confusion as he walked through the village. He had arrived only a few minutes ago to discover that there was nothing to see. When he was a few kilometres away from the place, he sensed that there was no life there. He decided to discredit his superior senses and come here himself, only to realise that he wasn't wrong. There was indeed no one here. Not even a single soul was present."Young Master, should I check the vicinity?" Tucker was only a few steps behind Mane. He was draped in an all black robe with a slender sword strapped to his waist.The man had no idea that Mane could feel everything around him down to the minutest detail. While wielders had a certain grasp over their surroundings, allowing them to feel the auras around them to a certain degree, Scholars were a different breed. A Scholar King could feel life of even the leaves that withered upon the ground. He could sense the burning of every grain of sand and the life of
Tucker took several deep breaths to stabilise his messy breathing. His inner energy was in great disarray, and his strength was fading. His eyes were fixed upon the woman who stood before him, although he tried his best not to stare directly into her eyes.The woman in question had a deeply bewitching appearance. Her eyes were as red as crimson, yet they carried a great allure that Tucker didn't understand. Although Tucker was a man, he was not lustful neither was he poor at controlling himself. Yet before this woman he couldn't muster the courage to attack.The first thing he had done when he saw these strangers within the deserted village was to stroke, assuming that they were the cause of the mystery surrounding theissing villagers. He asked them to follow him to see his Lord, so that they Mane could question them personally. They insisted that they too had only arrived and didn't know what was going on. Obviously Tucker didn't believe them, and had stated that he would bring them
Tucker's gaze turned frosty when he heard Dracula's proposition. He felt insulted. And he felt that his master was also being insulted. How could they say there was one more worthy for him to follow. His power was given by his master. To abandon the God Killer now will be a great display of ingratitude."You insult my Lord," Tucker stated plainly, making his stance known. His voice was cold and frosty. His intentions were clear. No one is more worthy than my master!"I see," Dracula smiled. He didn't seem to care much about Tucker's refusal. Alucard looked just as nonplussed as his father. But Lilith wasn't so pleased about the human's refusal. She kissed her teeth and stated with much scorn,"What can your master possibly give you that ours cannot.?""What can my master give me?" Tucker frowned as his energy began to rise. He took steady steps towards Lilith, looking into her eyes for the first time since their confrontation earlier. This time he was able to tolerate her charm, and he
After the powerful clash, there was silence for a brief period until a raucous laughter shook the ears of Lilith and her master Lord Dracula. They recognised the owner of the voice instantly. And immediately, both of them had sore expressions on their faces.“Hahaha!”Alucard shot out of the dust cloud that had formed from his clash with Tucker. His expression was full and his cheeks ruddy. His pale skin finally had some blood beneath it. His lips were stained red with his own blood, and his arm lay limply at his side. It was twisted to a weird angle, yet crazed look was still in his eyes. It almost seemed like he felt no pain. And from the way he was acting it was indeed that way“Splendid! You truly are a worthy adversary!” Alucard chortled.With a violent twist Alucard pulled his arm back into place and wiped the blood off his lips. The sound of bones creaking were heard as Alucard displayed his insane healing abilities, reconnecting his bones and healing his internal injuries
Mane's eyes twinkled when he heard Dracula's question. His vigilance towards the people before him reduced involuntarily; for the young Supreme senses that the vampires looked at him with much warmer gazes when they asked of his origins. And Mane knew that at the very least they weren't foes."I am indeed him," Mane nodded his head.Immediately Mane spoke Dracula, Alucard and Lilith fell to their knees with their heads bowed as their voices thundered into the atmosphere above, "We pay our respects to the Supreme!" Tucker had a blank expression on his face upon witnessing this. He had no idea what a Supreme was, but once he heard the title by which his Lord was addressed, he sensed a great majesty that wasn't present before. Suddenly Mane's frame seemed to grow larger before Tucker's eyes, and his master's countenance grew much nobler. Whatever that title meant, Tucker didn't know. But what he knew was that it was no regular title."How do you know who I am?" Mane asked with a cold e
"Why did Odin send you here?" Mane asked at they walked. The young Supreme was gently rubbing Roxanne's wings with Hildegarde sprawled carelessly on his head. Odin was not one to do something for no reason. Although his soul imprint had been triggered to protect Mane in the young Supreme's fight against the Origin King, that wasn't enough for Odin to send help over. After all, people like the Origin King weren't abundant in this world. That left amane wondering what was going on. While Odin explained the circumstances of the Vampires in his scroll, he didn't say anything about his thought process in sending the vampires over."The Universe is in turmoil. The 1st Heaven is embroiled in war, and the 2nd is not different. Zeus is missing, Odin is 'missing' and chaos fills the void they have left behind."Alucard was the one who answers the young Supreme's question. Although he spoke plainly, Mane felt a great chill consume his heart. How could two Universes be at war?Mane wasn't the onl
What is power? And is it craved for so desperately by most? Power is the right to keep what is yours as yours and take what you want from others. Power allows a man to lord over other men and a woman to stand above everyone else. That was power. In a world like the Three Great Races, if one doesn’t have power, life would be a mediocre one at best. And that was why everyone sought to be a fighter. Everyone wanted to have some level of power to guarantee that they and their loved ones remained in control of their fate. Such was the truth of the matter. Such was the truth of life. Even the strong dared not slumber; for they knew how it was that they had grown strong and were aware of what would happen to them if they were to lose that strength.It was pitch dark. The sun had long disappeared from the skies, and all that remained were the clouds. This night was a lonely one. For the stars, which usually accompanied the dark skies had turned their backs on their compatriots this time, and