"Go to hell!" Jasper shivered as he locked eyes with Willem, whose piercing red gaze sent a chill down his spine. Gripping his spear tightly, Jasper swiftly spun it around.With a deft movement, the spearhead dodged Willem's clawed reach and shot up his arm. Like a striking serpent, it aimed for Willem's chest with remarkable speed and precision.Then, the sickening noise of flesh tearing echoed through the air.With no hindrance, Jasper's forceful thrust drove the spear straight through Willem's heart. It pierced him from front to back, leaving a grim pool of blood staining the ground."General, you're incredible!" Hundreds of silver-armored guards cheered in unison, visibly thrilled. They knew insulting Glorian would end in death."Haha... I thought you were tough, but you're weaker than I thought. One spear thrust and you're done! Truly disappointing!" He withdrew the spear, leaving a bloody hole in Willem's chest.To his surprise, Willem didn't collapse. Instead, he fixed his
Jasper was startled and instinctively raised his arm to stop Willem's advance. Despite his efforts, the vast power gap between them rendered Jasper helpless against Willem's relentless pressure. He could only watch in horror as Willem's fangs inched closer to his neck.Jasper panicked and urged, "What are you fools waiting for? Get in here and help!""Quick! Help the General!" In an instant, the Glorian silver-armored guards, numbering in the hundreds, swiftly responded as if awakened from a deep slumber. Some drew their bows, releasing a volley of arrows, while others advanced with spears raised, ready to strike.The arrows were unleashed from bows. Each carried an explosive force as it rained down on Willem without mercy. In an instant, his back turned into a pin cushion, resembling the spines of a hedgehog. Blood stained his clothes, reflecting an eerie sheen in the moonlight."Isn't a duel supposed to be fair? And you're calling for reinforcements? Are Glorians so devoi
"Thanks, Mr. Bailey," Jasper said with a triumphant chuckle. He was blissfully ignorant of the imminent danger lurking ahead.The influential figures from various powerful nations watched in silence. They showed no interest in intervening as they were only there for the spectacle. After all, the outcome didn't concern them."Heh... Looks like I'll have a feast tonight!" Willem smirked wickedly.His body quivered as each arrow lodged in his back dislodged and fell to the ground. His bloody wounds began to heal rapidly."Hmph! Not even all those arrows were enough to kill you. It seems like you're quite a tough monster!" Jasper's expression turned fierce as he narrowed his eyes at Willem.Despite being pierced through the chest and riddled with arrows from behind, Willem appeared unscathed except for a few drops of blood. His resilience surpassed even that of a cockroach."Did no one tell you I'm immortal?" Willem said, his fingernails extending further."Ha! 'Immortal' my foot!"
The silver-armored guards, though formidable, were no match for Willem's relentless attack. Their efforts only briefly stalled his rampage as he continued to claim lives without pause.Bodies accumulated rapidly, and the courtyard was stained with a chilling hue of red. Panic gripped the guards as they belatedly grasped the gravity of the threat.Willem's strength far surpassed their expectations. He wasn't merely an ordinary vampire. To them, he reigned supreme among his kind, a true king of the night."Hey, bastard! Face me if you've got the guts!" Jasper's voice echoed through the chaos. His words were filled with curses as he desperately tried to divert Willem's attention.He understood his pivotal role in stopping Willem's rampage and preventing further bloodshed. If he could engage Willem alongside the efforts of his men, they could bring down this menace."Hmm?" The shout pierced through Willem's fury, and he stopped.In his hand was the head of a silver-armored guard. Wil
Willem's attack came swiftly, and its speed surprised Jasper. A blur of movement, a flash of crimson, and suddenly, a chill crept up Jasper's arms. He glanced down, only to find his arm guards cracked, and blood seeped out.The clang of metal hitting the ground echoed as his spear fell, followed by the crisp sound of his arms hitting the floor."What?" His eyes widened in shock as he gazed upon his severed limbs. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. With a surge of disbelief, he slowly lifted the two severed parts, blood spurting from the wounds, each drop adding to his agony."Ah!"After a moment of silence, Jasper's piercing scream shattered the calm. It echoed hauntingly like a ghostly wail.Unlike Willem, who possessed immortality and limb-regeneration abilities, Jasper was completely defenseless. With his arms severed, he felt utterly helpless and useless.Willem's ominous chuckle filled the air. His figure, drenched in blood, resembled a demon emerging from the depth
Willem was nothing but a bloodthirsty maniac."What's the matter? Lost your nerve?" Willem taunted, his voice dripping with mockery. He added, "I thought Glorian folks were tough. Weren't you the ones who wanted to bully others? Weren't you just boasting about taking me down? Come on, get back on your feet and face me!""I… I won't fight anymore." Jasper shook his head vigorously.He continued, "It was my mistake. I offended you, and I'm sorry. Please, find it in your heart to forgive me." With a gesture of submission, he dropped to his knees."Your apology means nothing now. You're worthless, even if you manage to survive," Willem jeered, edging closer with his nails bared and a menacing glint in his eyes."Mr. Bailey! Help me, please!" Jasper cried out, desperation evident in his voice and sweat trickling down his face. He knew pleading was futile, but Bailey was his only hope in a crowd of strangers."Mr. Jasper, I've repeatedly warned you, but you chose to ignore my advice.
Jasper, the once-mighty general of Glorian, met his demise through a fatal encounter with the Blood Devil Willem, all because of his overbearing arrogance.This tragic incident overshadowed what had begun as the gathering organized by the Hall of Gods."Sorry to keep you waiting, everyone. I'll go and freshen up a bit." Willem's lips curled into a satisfied smirk after draining Jasper off his last breath.He nodded to the assembled group before making his way to the restroom."Mr. Alessandro, could you find someone to clean up this mess?" Bailey glanced at Anthony."Sure," Anthony agreed with a nod.A team of Kimboku warriors was assembled to commence the cleanup. They swiftly buried the bodies and scrubbed away the bloodstains, ensuring everything was neat and orderly.Everyone present was a seasoned veteran and was accustomed to facing adversity. Thus, such a minor incident failed to elicit any surprise.As the Kimboku warriors diligently worked to clear the area, Anthony led
In the lively ambiance of Breezy Tavern, Dustin was immersed in a cheerful gathering with Quincy and other people. The occasion was a party organized by Quincy in honor of Dustin's victory over Marco in honor of the Celestial Alliance.Dustin's remarkable feat spread like wildfire throughout Sacred Wrym Summit. It even drew the attention of many curious and aspiring talents. Dustin's intervention in defeating Marco had averted potential humiliation for martial artists across Dragonmarsh. Thus, it was no surprise that numerous individuals were eager to meet the emerging hero."Here's to your bright future and continued success, Dustin!" Quincy exclaimed, lifting his glass in a toast.As the night wore on and the drinks flowed freely, even Dustin succumbed to the pleasant haze of merriment."Thank you, Elder Douglas," Dustin replied warmly. He raised his glass with a smile without any hint of submission."Dustin, have you truly ruled out joining our Celestial Alliance?" Quincy cha