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Albedo confirmed with a puzzled expression. Lucy smiled as if she had found something too delicious to pass up. While Abadis was internally happy, the benefits of fatting up this Michellian would allow her to create many new species; in a sense, he owed her one. To everyone’s surprise, though, the human known as Zane approached Merciless with a battle-hungry grin on his face, both hands in his pocket, and spoke out aloud to him.
"Wooow! That’s a significant shift in power; heheh... say vampire dude, you want to test out your new armor. I’m hungry for some action, you see? It’s the main reason why I came along with the boss this time around; if you want to go a round with me, I can show the team leader what I’m capable of accomplishing as well. What do you say?"
Zane asked with a broad smile; on the other hand, Abadis said to Merciless.
"This is an excellent opportunity to put your new abilities to the test; after all, he is a superhuman. Aside from that, you appear to be inquisitive about their kind; there is no better time than now to see for yourself just how monstrous these types of humans can be."
Abadis was correct; he, too, wanted to test out these new traits for himself, but he was also intrigued about Zane. Just how powerful was he? And why do Abadis seem to have a genuine fear for their kind? Well, all that and more, he was about to find out.
As such, he looked at Zane and said.
"Sure, let’s go for a round; show me what you got, man thing!!"
With that stated, Zane smirked menacingly and said.
"Now you are talking my language, vampire dude."
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Two men stand face-to-face. Their look was fierce and severe, yet Lucy was the one to speak out, both hands in her jacket as she inquired.
"So, where do you want to put them? A superhuman and a noble vampire are about to begin slugging it out with one another. The collateral damage will be devastating; I don’t believe you want to be too near it, either, right?"
Alucard chuckled happily as he followed up on Lucy’s idea.
"*chuckle*chuckle*chuckle*, listen to her evolution girl; send these two men to the other side of the planet and let them fight it out there. Trust me, even when Zane holds back, I find it difficult to compete with him in my first form. The only time I’ve ever brought him close to death was when I took my second form, which was also my final and ultimate form."
"Hmmm, yeah, truly, that’s quite an astonishing display of power. To cause a Nosferatu to take on two forms. How amusingly strong this man must be."
Jordan enters with a pleased smirk. Ophelia also contributed her two cents.
"That’s nice and all, but how are we going to see the fight?"
"Oh, please!! Actually, what do you take me for, a third-class vampire? No! I am a fuck mothering royal fucking vampire sweetie, and I am the fucking queen on this bitch, unlike you defective peasants. I can simply display anything on these planets on transparent panels that can also convey what I observe because these planets are essentially extensions of my body."
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Abadis stated this to Ophelia in a similarly accusatory and disrespectful tone.
"..GRRRRrrrr... stupid blue smurf; just you wait, I am going to enjoy eating you alive."
"Put that thing on a leash, would you?"
Abadis responded with distaste, requesting that Lucy put Ophelia on a leash because Ophelia’s ears and tails were out owing to her rising rage. And stand up like a ravishing beast that will attack anything that moves.
Lucy, on the other hand, just grinned and said as much to Abadis.
"Please do forgive her, your majesty; her nose is sensitive to the scent of egotistical bitches. And, from the looks of it, one is definitely nearby."
"Up yours, cunt."
Abadis responded to Lucy when she insulted her. On that remark, Lucy smirked and reacted accordingly.
"You definitely need one up your sleeve, honey; maybe you’re backed up from being a bitch all the time. Why don’t you ask one of your pets to serve you, my queen, an ugly alien dick? It will undoubtedly be a bizarre experience."
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"Brother!?"
"Yes sister."
"Can I kill her, please?"
"No, sister; we need the Jahad, as much as I like to take you up on that offer."
"AWWWW!!! *Inhale*, *exhale*, fine, fine... I will ignore first that cheating bastard, and now I have to deal with this green lip slut."
Abadis murmured, directing her gaze to Merciless and Zane. Her hands extend forth, and she manifests a series of translucent screens depicting various areas on the planet. Then again, if this spar would be fair, they would need to establish a few rules, but Jordan was ahead of Abadis in this respect, approaching both men and saying to them.
"All right, you two; a fight between men is sacred, or so Mother said." Personally, I don’t care who gets harmed or dies in a conflict, as long as it doesn’t include my people or my collection. In any case, I’m curious to see what both of you are capable of; Abadis has already demonstrated her abilities, as has Merciless, and Zane, well, heheh, I’ve heard a lot of things about you. In your old days, you were called Mr. Crowd Control, former captain of the notorious Umbra squad of H.A.D.E.S."
Zane rubbed the back of his head as he began to laugh out loud to himself, and he responded in a modest and lighthearted tone.
"Hahaha, I can’t recall the last time someone used that ridiculous code name to refer to me as such. But that’s me, Mr. Crowd Control, former captain of the Umbra Squad, but I’m not worth mentioning; all my squad mates and I do is murder corrupt politicians or anybody else who has been blacklisted by the higher-ups. Mr. Sigma and Paradox were the ones who always sent us on missions, most of the time either way; the professor especially, given the fact that he literally wanted someone dead all the time. If not in this dimension, then in others."
"But, Mr. Astaroth, I really don’t appreciate people probing into my personal life, so could you please stop it? I want to let sleeping dogs lie."
Zane asked Nicley, as he urged Jordan not to dig any further into his history. Jordan simply gave him a neutral look as he spoke to the former assassin.
Jordan merely giggled, placing his hands on Zane’s neck and saying to him with an evil smile.
"Zane, my good cash cow; normally, I don’t care what others think about what I’ve done to them." But hear what? I have a good deal for you. If you give it your best in this exam and end up as a spawn, I will do you a massive favor. Using my connection with the devils, I will delete every piece of information on you, and I mean it pretty literally. You will no longer be pursued, haha... well, you know what I mean; besides that, you still have it, right? The Rebis Core that you stole from H.A.D.E.S. the same thing that made you end up as an excommunicado?"
Jordan murmured the final portion carefully, whispering these words into Zane’s ears, enabling only him to hear. And when Zane heard this, his eyes widened in surprise, with a hint of distrust in them, as he remarked to Jordan in a slightly colder tone.
"How could you... no-no... well, I shouldn’t have been astonished; it’s true what they say about Solomon freaks. You, people, have ears and eyes everywhere; let me guess, that idiotic racial attribute of yours that allows you to see and hear the voices of every sinful person below you in rank... that’s how you knew, right?"
"Fufuf... who knows little Zane, but I believe it would be in your best interests to do as I advise. No, I don’t want you to think I’m pushing you. Little Ali over there may be younger than me, but in his second form, he is stronger than the pink one and perhaps even me. I don’t want to offend him, so here’s the deal: I don’t trust humans too much in important matters like these. Good commercial partners in a few sectors, and that is about it, but the Rebis Core has a lot of potential for attracting bigger souls. So, hear what? If you want to make it big in the supernatural world, I am the ideal link. I can do it in one night too if I truly want, of course; all I ask is that you abandon your humanity. And rise to something greater than even a Superhuman; become a spawn, and I will show you what genuine paradise is—what it is to be free and unencumbered by everything. I will guide you down a path of the unbound... what do ya sayyyyy.... lil Zane? Are you interested in forming a contract with me?"
Zane looks at Jordan; his view of him is that of a demon attempting to deceive a human being of their soul; nevertheless, this devil appears to be more rational and strategic in his business. However, to say Zane was uninterested in Jordan’s suggestion would be a mistake, as he looked at Jordan with interest and assented quite seriously.
"Are you serious about wiping off all information and traces about me, as if it were a new and fresh start? Can you actually accomplish that? We’re talking about H.A.D.E.S.; here, you know, they are not a simple group."
"Indeed, they are not a basic bunch at all; quite a formable and equally horrifying mix of meals, that much I will admit. However, old man Titivillus is highly skilled at manipulating information on an insane scale; he can wipe and change data as easily as a human breathes air. Infinite omniverses are basically his playground, so, lovely child, don’t be a fool. Strike this agreement with me and become a fellow business partner, and I will ask the old man to wipe your information from the universe and create a new one for you. Hell, tell me what you want your new identity to be, and I will see to it that it is done; you have my word on that human."
"And if you need some reassurance, I’ll tell you this: old man Titivillus is an ascended demon from the 14th realm and one of my father’s ten Demonic patrons. The old man is among the most powerful demons in hell. So when I say I can take you from the grid, I mean it literally."
Jordan stated, stunning Zane when he learned of the existence of a demon in the fourteenth realm. Such a creature can already be said to be nearing the true forms of the progenitors, and a being of such immense power was serving this vampire’s father as if it were nothing. At that moment, Zane couldn’t help but recall how his senior, Madam Rusa, was indeed right and knew exactly what she was talking about. Vampires, particularly the regal seven progenitors, are such creatures of unreachable power that they should never be approached under any circumstances.
Zane began to consider his options. Jordan’s offer to Zane to get H.A.D.E.S. off his back was the most appealing thus far. By using his connection to this monstrous demon of the 14th realm, as such he replied to Jordan with a slightly defeated expression.
"*Sigh*, typically I don’t enjoy making deals or signing contracts, but if you can get H.A.D.E.S. off my back, that would be very helpful. Even as we talk, I can feel my clones dying one by one. Of course, I’m not easy to capture, so the resources they’re spending to find me are running out even as we speak, but do you have any idea what it’s like for millions of your clones to die every day? I feel everything they feel—you know, every memory, every bad thing that has happened to them—I can feel. My one saving grace is that my clones can create new clones for me in place of dead ones, provided that the overall number does not exceed the stated limit. But, my God, they tormented so many of them in crazy ways. I’m scared they’ll discover me soon; I’ve noticed they’re coming closer to the real me each day as well, which is not good."
When Zane said this, Jordan smiled sadistically and cuddled Zane closer to him, saying these words in a mischievous tone.
"It has been a pleasure doing business with you; now we will discuss this topic in greater depth once we are away from prying ears and eyes. On that note, please entertain me... have fun, big guy, and don’t end the battle too quickly now, will yahhh... heheheh!!"
Jordan muttered, both hands in his pockets, snickering on his way back to his wife. On that remark, Zane looked at Jordan, leaving him in the midst of both Merciless and Zane as he proceeded to state in a nonchalant tone.
"Alright, gentlemen, here’s how it’s going to work: you’ll be transported 500 miles apart from each other on the other side of the planet, where the two of you can let loose. The game will be a contest to determine who can knock who out of bounds. Don’t worry, the blue one will send the landscape that you two will be on 50 miles in the sky. And the first to fall out of bounds loses. In this huge arena, both of your abilities will be tested; please feel free to go crazy and let loose as much as you want."
"Now then, Blue one, if you will, please?"
"I have a name, you know?"
"Sigh whatever; I had enough stress for one day."
Abadis muttered as she waved her hand, gripping her head in disgust, and both Merciless and Zane were reactualized to the opposite side of the planet in an instant and without warning.
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"Haaaa... men, that is a really weird feeling; but either way, I better go be..
Merciless stopped still at that point as if time had slowed, with thought acceleration activating at the last minute on Black Tail’s behalf. And as it activated, Merciless saw the reason for Black’s reaction: Zane Izangel. In all his magnificence, his fist was solid, his posture firm, as he took on a beautiful battle stance that can only be seen by someone with years of fighting experience. In that instance, Merciless was shocked at what he saw in that fraction of a second that was being slowed down immensely. He was here; it was Zane, who was now before him with a terrifying look on his face, inches away from punching Meriless’ head clean off his shoulders.
’How.’
That one word sparked even more questions on a deeper level of consciousness within Merciless’ head, but this was all the time he had left to communicate his shock before it was too late to avoid it.
’How is he already here? You should be 500 miles away from me, wait? Better yet!! We have just been here for three seconds.’
Merciless thought to himself as he immediately moved out of the line of the extraordinarily rapid and devastating blow, which had enough speed and force to knock his head off his shoulder without resistance. As such, with a basic movement of sidestepping backward and then to the right.
Merciless dodged Zane’s highly solid and strong rock-hard punch, which was packed with force, speed, and pressure. Upon contact, a highly pressurized air cannon shock wave spread over the region of action. The pressure obliterated everything in its path, including a big portion of the forest around Zane and Merciless.
Debris flew from every direction, and an extensive portion of the forest was destroyed as a result of the shockwave that ripped through it. In that instant, Black Tail anchored down by burrowing deeper into the earth, expanding its tip, and grasping numerous tree roots. To maintain its position in the air, the shockwave created enough power to send even Merciless flying as he used his hands and wings to keep the scattered debris from hitting him. While his tail held him firm to the ground.
Of course, Merciless was perplexed and appalled by what had just happened. He looks on at Zane as if he were a monster disguised as a man, which is odd given that this is precisely what he was. Despite this, the battle began with him on the receiving end of a surprise onslaught with little notice or space for recovery.
’What kind of inhumane speed is this? Do you mean to tell me that he traveled 500 miles in less than two and a half seconds? Two and a half fucking seconds; no! This isn’t something a human should be capable of; what the fuck is going on?’
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"Would you look at that? You’re a quick one, aren’t you, vampire dude... heheh; wonderful, excellent. I was scared this bout would be over the instant my fist made contact with you!! Hehehe, my apologies for misjudging you; but men, you are a quick one; and again, when it comes to physical strength, Michellelians do not disappoint."
’Hehe, this man thing is fucking something else. What the heck is this? Well, it doesn’t matter; my odds of winning are still really goo-HAA..ugAHA!!! H-H-Ho...how is this possible? That, no, this shouldn’t be right; why has the opportunity of success faded so quickly?’
Merciless thought to himself as Black Tail gave him an updated assessment.
"Chance of winning: 0%; sudden increase in aura; and destructive potency; suggestion run!!"
