The others began to watch as Michelle and Lucy walked out into the distance, leaving everyone intrigued and bewildered. Alucard folded his arms and proceeded to speak out loud.
"Frankly, I came here to take an exam, not to have a close encounter with one of those primigenial monstrosities. Eos above, my luck has been terrible as of lately; first, that X guy, Cleo bitch, began killing my men, and now this, wow, can’t a brother catch a break?"
Alucard, on the other hand, brought his palm to his face, and there it was—a legendary ring that effectively transformed him into a deity. Despite its shortcomings, it was something that could be utilized to alter the tide of war. In the strictest sense, this was his trump card.
However, the primary reason he got the ring in the first place was because of that blue-haired monster. But what bothered him the most was that the tall blond was also an heir like himself.
"Merciless... I presume his last name is Elderblood, right? That is the 7th progenitor’s last name, right?."
Jordan was the first to respond to Alucard’s inquiry, which he posed loudly.
"Yes, on planet Hellmora, Lavatos, Flachil, Etruza, and Bano are the primary territories of the Elderblood family on the Hexamore continent. They are one of the world’s largest vampire clans, with about 5,000+ Michellian members in total."
"There are around 200+ elders among those clans, as well as six great elders in the main base in Lavatos, while those 200+ elders are scattered throughout the cosmos with the task of taking over various worlds in Lord Michelle’s name."
"Clan Michellian is known for siring only fighters or strong-willed individuals in their clan; heck, just to join a noble family. Noble Michellian vampires would choose their chosen kilde and ruin everything in their lives to test their mental strength. If the kilde candidate passes the sire test, which can take years to undergo, they will be rewarded with the embrace; otherwise, the vampiric father or mother will just leave them to languish as is."
"They are cold-hearted monsters; even by vampire standards, they would be the equivalent of a clan of insanely deranged sociopaths beyond the realm of rehabilitation."
"But yes, the clan leader holds the last name of Elderblood, so by right of blood; so does Merciless, quite shocking to say the least, never in all my life would I believe that I would live long enough to witness the seventh finally siring someone into his family."
"Ohooo, count me in that spectrum as well; this news has come as such a surprise, the last thing I was expecting to hear, say the least."
Ophelia interrupted the men’s chat, and Alucard gazed at her for a time before turning back his head to meet Jordan as he continued, disregarding Ophelia.
"I see. I’ve heard a lot about them from my mother. There are a lot of people in Lavtos, but not so many in Vinnetta and Garpachino, where we Nosferatu govern."
When Ophelia observed this, she became slightly angry at Alucard’s attitude towards her, but she just ignored him and faced Jordan, commenting as well.
"Wouldn’t you agree, elder Jordan? Quite the surprising news, right?"
Jordan, like Alucard, simply gazed at the variant before tilting his head back to Alucard and responding to his first words while leaving Ophelia on ice.
"Personally speaking, we Solomon vampires enjoy a peaceful and beneficial connection with the Michellian clans, thanks to the Threathy back in 409 AD. Jumping back to the issue of Michelians, I have to remark that we have quite a few of them in Vineeze and Illara, where we Solomon vampires reigned over, while there aren’t many in Julian; I more see Loviatar and Odian vampires in the area; that is where I am in charge of, by the way, since that is my domain."
"AHHHHH... fucking assholes!!"
Ophelia stated as she began to move away from Alucard and Jordan, who had not yet detected her presence as necessary in a conversation between men. Abadis, on the other hand, began to stare at Albedo, who was now watching the combat between Zane and Merciless on the transparent screen. The emergence of the seventh had a significant impact on the observing process, as if knocking out one stunned with a larger shock.
"Hmmm... oh yeah, I completely forgot about those two."
Abadis said as she walked near Albedo; the two of them ignored the others and proceeded to watch these two men fight.
"I’m wide open Merciless, hit me with your all; well, you may try; your plasma means nothing to me either way; I’ve survived being hurled in the sun before; a little heat ain’t doing jack shittt vampire!!"
"Oh, this human is so arrogant that it’s irritating. But after my first encounter with one of their kind, I suppose they earned the right to be so arrogant."
Abadis observed as she remembered her meeting with the old monster; the sensation of the air blowing on her skin served as a terrible reminder that the power of that old monster could still reach her here, even in her own world.
Albedo noticed the natural horror in Abadis as she began to shake at the mere memory of the inhumane old monster they had faced years ago during one of their excursions to acquire what Good Doctor Zeno referred to as the Fragment of God.
It was something that brought up awful memories for both of them, particularly for Abadis, who was literally seconds away from becoming a bloody paste in the wind. As she alone stared the beast dead in the eye, if Rule-B hadn’t arrived on time to save their asses from that abomination, they would have died that day; after all, it takes one monster to defeat another monster.
As such, being the loving brother he is, he simply patted Abadis head and said.
"Don’t think about it; sooner or later, the two of us will become so powerful that the next time we see that human, we will rip him to shreds." We Loviatars are reputed to retain more grudges than any other vampire clan."
When Abadis heard this, she showcased one of her rare smiles and commented as such while folding her arms.
"Hmmm, I guess you are right, Let us not think too much about the lesser things now. Shall we, either way, get enough of that old monster? I don’t want to think about his existence anymore. For the time being, let’s finish observing the fight."
"Ata girl!!"
Albedo replied, as the both of them proceeded to continue watching the fight between Merciless and Zane.
"Stasis: Ionized purple!!"
"Wow, he already mastered the use of the Tagamar esoteric plasma manipulation. I swear that genetic alteration Ichor of is convenient; if I can combine my monster like he can, I could definitely make it much stronger."
Abadis commented, to which Albedo replied.
"That is true; you can merely just request for him to merge the species together, and I am sure he won’t mind; Merciless appears to be a pretty great person to hang out with. He kind of reminds me of our older brother, Michael. But, aside from that, his strange ability to boost the intensity and potency of plasma by a hundredfold is undoubtedly fatal. The amount of energy he currently generates could destroy a small planet twice over."
"At the very least, he can ruin planetary structures. Mother has often said that survival in the Primix Dimension requires at least planetary-level abilities. Even the weakest spawnling could readily demolish a planet if given enough time. That alone makes their species vastly more superior than vampires, as their weakest can destroy our weakest."
Merciless announced the name of his new ultimate attack, and as soon as he did, a gigantic pillar of intense purple plasma beam appeared in front of Zane, bursting towards him at intense speed—massively faster than light, of course. The enormous beam was so large that it engulfed everything in its path. And as soon as it touched the ground, the entire arena began to quake violently. As the sheer destructive strength of this attack was continually increased by 100-fold every second owing to the particular effects of Merciless eyes.
’Subarashii!!... now that is an attack!’
Zane said this to himself as he glanced up at the massive laser descending on him. At the time, he was talking in his thoughts. His modified brains, manufactured by the augmented team led by Jona Afton at H.A.D.E.S., improved his mental perception by leaps and bounds. The speed with which he could think was ridiculous; what was one second for others around him was six months for Zane as time stopped for him because these special brains were only given to team leaders and above in each squad.
And for now, Zane was in spectator mode, which allowed him to see this slow-moving world as much as he wanted. And that’s precisely what he was doing right now—standing there and monitoring Merciless’ every move. Of course, he wasn’t using his enhanced brain to its full capability. Given that he defined one second as one day from his perspective.
As a result, time actually froze; nonetheless, this attack, which was multiple times faster than light itself, was still advancing swiftly toward Zane in this stopped reality, implying that this monstrous attack speed was fatal in nature. And it wasn’t until Zane changed the perception of reality to a 1:260 ratio that the attack stopped moving, freezing itself in time.
’Hehehe... let’s surprise him by using the chi method I learned from Madam Rusa to fly up to him from behind. The look on his face will be priceless when he realizes that I was behind him the entire ti...
However, at that very moment!
Zane discovered he couldn’t move at all; ordinarily, he could move in this slow-down world if he exploited his ability to the fullest, pushing his body and mind to the limit at the minor or major expense of overexerting his body to a thrilling degree, which was sometimes life-threatening. However, that was not the situation here; it was not because the reality around him was slowing down as a result of his mind’s acceleration. But it was because something was confining him to a single area. Not only that, but Zane was surrounded by a garden of red lightning that assaulted him from every angle.
"Hmm, the human seems a little bit too overconfident for my liking. Sure, it’s only a mere planet-buster attack, but humans aren’t like vampires; they don’t regenerate after being scorched with an attack like that. Even if Zane is a superhuman after their brains have been destroyed, they are deemed good as dead, so not dodging is stupid to me."
Albedo commented, but Abadis soon corrected him, given the fact that she knows her baby’s powers better than anyone else.
"It’s not that he doesn’t want to move it; it’s just that he can’t. Ionize purple most likely has properties of the Tagamar’s peculiar plasmic qualities, which are generated naturally in the core of its body. Once the Tagmar esoteric plasma hits you, movement is almost impossible since the plasma has the strange power to fix your shape in place, trapping you in one spot until the caster says otherwise. So moving is virtually impossible for this Superman at the time."
When Albedo heard this, his eyes opened wide as he replied as such.
"Haa, is that true? You have this useful creature that could create such unusual esoteric energy, and you’re only telling me this now?"
"Have I not already fed you enough aliens with strange energy? Additionally, this alien is difficult to replicate; therefore, I seldom summon it since I only have a limited quantity of its type. The weakest of them could wipe out planets and stars, while the elder ones can grow to be as massive as galaxies as they feed on galactic clusters."
Abadis said this to Albedo, who had a shocked expression on his face as he questioned her as such.
"Wait!! You mean to tell me that you have aliens who can consume galaxies in your arsenal and that all you offered Merciless was naught but a baby Tagamar?"
"To be honest, I recently learned of the Tagmars’ existence. However, the good doctor warned me not to use them recklessly, for simply bringing an adult one into existence could destroy entire galaxies. So it’s not something I can call without consequence; they’re the largest alien in my arsenal, and I’ll only use them if absolutely necessary."
"I see... well, please do excercise their existence with caution."
"Noted brother!!"
The light creates radiation inside its ray of light, and what is the final outcome of this huge onslaught? Well, the sight of an enormous explosion generating and expanding a giant hot purple fireball and large spherical shocked waves causing the fireball to blow out and kill everything in its path? The sheer strength of this behemoth was overwhelming: the entire region stretched 500 miles across in a perfectly spherical shape and was 50 miles above sea level. This massive edifice, which extended for 30,000 miles, swallowed up the entire arena like it was nothing in the searing purple fireball.
The planet itself began to shake vigorously, with the intensity of the attack only getting stronger by the second. And flames kept getting hotter and hotter until, eventually, the plasma was so hot it began to bend space-time. Everything that was in its way evaporated to nothing, and if you were in space, you would see a bright light that sent powerful shockwaves through the entire planet. Causing superstorms, earthquakes, and the formation of large tsunamis and tornades as even multiple inactive volcanoes began to erupt.
*tremble*tremble!!*....
"I think I will teleport us off this planet soon; at the rate they are going, this world won’t hold up under the strain of their immense battle."
"Hmmmm... it would be a wonderful idea; at this point, it’s no longer a game; it’s simply two people competing to see who is the strongest. But that person, I can sense it; he is still alive and kicking."
Albedo commented, to which Abadis replied.
"He’s probably got a magical nature or something. In any case, it doesn’t matter who dies; as long as they are within the solar system my planet occupies and makes up, I have rights to them and could resurrect them indefinitely since this is my domain. I can even travel back in time or just accelerate the growth of evolution by de-evolutionize anything classified as mine; therefore, let them go all out if they want; their concept will be a beacon down in my domain anyway. If the battle extends beyond my domain, and they end up killing each other well, their ass is grass."
Said Abadis as both Albedo and herself continued to observe the battle from afar.
’Men Abadis’s monsters are fucking awesome; that enormous attack didn’t take anything away from me; I feel like I can carry out that one attack for as long as I want. Of course, I didn’t actually kill him, right? But then and again as well, he wanted to fight and was practically begging to be slain. But, Zane, I have to admit that was a fantastic ba...
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"Well, that was unexpected I really thought Merciless got him that time around."
"Yes, sister, me too, but it would appear that humans have some kind of defensive-type magical nature, or his overall supernatrual ability has something to do with defense."
"Don’t think you’ve won, vampire! What were your words again? Ah, oh yeah, this battle has only just begun."
"Truly!"
"Indeed"
The twins said at the same time, both their arms folded in synchronization.
Merciless, stunned and out of Reflex, whirled around and attacked Zane squarely in the face, using all of his supernatural strength; however, when Merciless’ hand attacked Zane, targeting his face, his chimera armor fractured like glass, and his fist broke apart. However, as he drew it back, his hand had already healed before he could check it. Zane, of course, was unfazed by the hit.
"Hey brother, did you see that? His tattoo glowed the moment Merciless hit him with that last attack."
"Yes indeed, sister, those tatoos—if you can even call them that—are the source of his power, it would seem."
"However, sister, this battle just got a whole lot more complicated."
"Yeah, that Zane guy was really holding back against Merciless; its understandable why he is so strong and fast."
But it was the startling scene in front of him that left Merciless speechless: Zane was naked, his clothing turned to ash, and his large nine-inch cock was on full display for all to see. But there was not a single mark on Zane; nonetheless, Zane’s current appearance left Merciless wondering himself as to what Zane’s superhuman abilities even were.
"Hmmm, not a bad size for a human; it looks like it would fit all the right places."
"Still smaller than mine, but I guess it gets the job done."
"Pftt... men’s fixation with who has the biggest cock never ceases to fascinate me; I bet Merciless is as hung as a horse down there. Shapeshifters are a rare treat, even among vampires, according to Mother, of course. Although I have yet to sample one, I am tempted to sample this one and maybe play with him a little. Say, brother, how is that witch-bitch training going so far? Have you managed to break her in yet, or do you need some assistance?"
Abadis instructed Albedo, who is generally calm and cool, to display a horrific and cruel smile that could even rival Michelle’s nasty sadistic smile, as he began to speak up while licking his lips at the very prospect of this so-called training.
"Hehehe... the solemn bitch is a tough cookie to crack, but I adore it when they are so strong-willed like that. It just makes the process of breaking them to the level of idiotic, frightened swine even more enjoyable. She still hasn’t settled down, but give me a couple more nights with her, and I’ll have her singing all the information we need. The House of Solem will understand what it means to cross the Loviatar clan. They believe they can kill our father’s sworn brother and get away with it; they will face the fury of our clan. Grandmother has already mentioned that she will enjoy tormenting the house head as soon as the solemn bitch begins to speak, of course. But, for the time being, I’m having fun with her in more ways than one... heheheh!!"
Albedo said this to Abadis, who was looking at her brother with slight fear and amusement as she commented.
"Just don’t murder her too soon, but death by any means is a better fate than being your plaything. But I assume you inherited your screwed-up creative mind from our dear grandmother. Keep the wench alive as long as possible for me, though; I still have some new hybrid bug-type aliens I wanted to test out. So, when you’re done with her, give her to me; she’d make an excellent incubator to help them grow to maturity more quickly."
"Ohhh, you mean those Evomites of yours, right? How many have you cultivated so far."
"Hmmm... not much; only approximately 54,958 the last time I checked. I still need more wenches to mother them in my garden. It is one of the many reasons I even bothered to attend this exam; I need more incubators; while artificial ones are lovely, natural ones are vastly preferable to plain technology."
"I see. No worries, sister. You always have my back when I need help with something. So I have yours as well; I am confident we will locate some compatible bitches to help my nieces and nephews develop correctly."
"Thanks a lot, BB; you are the best twin brother a sister can ask for. Although I am planning to bag a female Elder or Greater spawn this time around, the former seems more plausible than the latter, but still. I have been preparing for years for this very exact moment."
"And Elder or a Greater Spawn, ha?" I’m not confident in battling a Greater Spawn on my own, especially one that has been around for a long time. And I could argue the same thing about an Elder, but I’d rather deal with an Elder than a Greater Spawn. The latter is plain plane suicide embodied; even if they are newborn Greater Spawn, the power disparity is simply too vast until both of us transcend our vampirism and become greater spawns ourselves."
"That much, I agree with AA; the Spawn race, despite few being aware of their existence, is the strongest race in the entire omniverse, even stronger than races found in other composite bubbles. Even becoming a lesser spawn of a lower heriachy is more powerful than becoming an elder dragon of ten thousand years. We need to get our hands on more power at all costs; the authorities of the spawn race are far superior in overall power and effectiveness to the Ichors of us vampires by leaps and bounds."
Abadis revealed this to her brother, who was closely listening to his adoring sister’s words, not wanting to miss a single detail.
"Understandable, I guess; our mother is a greater spawn, and you see how powerful she is, right sister?"
"Yes, worry not, brother; we too shall ascend in time... and soon after both that monter and house of bitches will know the name of the synergy twins."
"Heheheh."
"Hahahaha."
Before Merciless, Zane was floating in a thick, bright red cloak of energy, or aura, that was so thick and intense that he appeared to be floating in a bubble of red water.
"Our goal aside, though, brother, this Zane guy is a user of chi, just like father and yourself."
"Yes, I wonder, can Merciless also find ways to adapt to the energy of the universe? Chi is something that is a part of the universe itself; can he also change the properties of it? I wonder; if so, that would be so overpowered to the point that most energy users would look grey in comparison to him if he masters that one power to its zenith."
"I believe he could if given the time to adjust, but I’m not sure how his adaptation works. When our mother foretold the future, she mentioned something about treating the world as if it were an illness or something along those lines. My guess is that his adaptation revolves around the concept of creating antibodies to deal with threats, but then again, I could be wrong. But, other than that, I never truly mastered Chi like you did. I’m more comfortable with Ki than Chi any day."
Said Abadis.
Merciless gazed on, confused, from under his helmet. His voice was slightly garbled behind his chimera armor as he asked Zane.
"How?"
Zane just snickered to himself as he replied with a smug smile on his face.
"How indeed; Merciless, but men, that was one hell of an attack." You remind me of that woman in a strange sense. Evo, you and her basically share the same odd physical powers. In this string, she is the only Ex-rank shapeshifter and superhuman we know about. She is the strongest woman to date, with power that rivals that of that fucking wind monster, Wilhelm."
The mere utterance of just one name made Abadis shiver, prompting Albedo to grab her shoulder in an attempt to soothe her. On the other hand, Abadis told herself.
’Even using the name "monster" is too mild to describe what it is. And now you’re telling me there is another person out there who can compete with that thing.’
Abadis said to herself, trying to process that horrific information. On the other hand, Albedo was more calculative with it.
’I need to disclose this to both Mother and the good doctor; I refuse to let what happened to us fifty years ago happen again. Not only did we lose one of the Fragments of God, but we also lost a significant number of our fellow vampiric brothers and sisters on that fateful night.’
This was Albedo’s initial train of thought; at the moment, one twin was afraid, the other was preparing. But by the end of the day, both of them wanted their get back in shape or form.
"Sorry, but I’m not sure who these individuals are, but are you certain you’re not a monster yourself? First came negation, then invulnerability, and now flight. What the heck is a superhuman anyway? You seem more like a vampire to me at this point with how nigh-unkillable you are."
"Heheh, monster... hardly dude, please don’t hype me up; I am one of the weakest superhumans there is. True monsters, in my opinion, are classified as S or above. Don’t even get me started on the X and Ex-rank superhumans. "Those fuckers are basically unstoppable forces or immovable walls at this point; for me, I am nothing more than a C-rank superhuman."
’C-rank, he is a fucking C-rank?’
"C-rank, hmmm... he seems a tad bit too strong for a mere C-rank, if you ask me."
Albedo commented.
"That is true, I suppose, but if Ophis words are to be believed, I believe the assessment ceremony took place 10 years ago. And she did explain that evaluations are based on how helpful your powers are and what structures of reality they can influence. C-Rankers are powerful enough to destroy massive planets or have hax that tampers with the structure of reality to some extent. And this man is as powerful as those claims of Ophis. Personallly speaking, he could be labeled as an intermediate vampire of the lower echelon at the very least, so the ranks of C seem suitable for him, brother."
Abadis stated this to Albedo, who began to question her with a perplexed face.
"Really, and where was I when Ophis explained this?"
"I believe it was around the same time when the Good Doctor urged you to enslave the Gargasians. And you were the only vampire who could move around freely in that world without being affected by the pink sun. The Good Doctor sent you to dominate that world under your rule because he wanted to combine their technology with his."
Abadis reminded Albedo, who began to nod in accord as he recalled the task well. If any other vampire went on that world, they would be so horny that they would fuck anything, hole or no hole, stick or no stick.
"I see, damn... you really need to explain these things to me when I’m not around to hear it myself, sis."
"Don’t blame me; I tried, but you came back so miserable that day, it was hard to talk to you at that time. Honestly, what happened for you to come home so mad?"
"Oh, that’s right; I forgot about that because I was so upset. To make things easy, I discovered an aether vein on their mothership—one of the biggest I have ever seen, to be honest. The thing was basically their engine. But just to stop me from completing my invasion, they self-destruct the bitch with me in it, destroying many solar systems as well as the aether vein inside, since the blast was akin to five Kilonova explosions going off at the same time. That was the original material I planned to use for my regulator horns, but those fuckers ruined it for me, so I responded in the only way I knew how to at the time."
Albedo said, with veins sticking out of his forehead as they twitched with annoyance, followed by his signature sadistic smile.
Which Abadis remembers what Doctor Zeno said that day to her.
’I swear to God, young Aba, your brother can be so unreasonable at times; in his rage, we lost half the technology and 99% of the people. 840+ trillion Gargasians died in two hours across multiple solar systems, betweem Galaxy (D-595-Angnes) and (Kito-247), and I didn’t even have time to talk to the more knowledgeable ones about the science behind their technology... do you have any idea how difficult it is to discover a civilization as advanced as this one? We’re talking about a type-3 society, Aba... a type-3 civilization... all gone, just like that. I hope to Eos above that among the remaining survivors, at least one is capable of rebuilding what they, as a race, have lost.’
At this comment, Abadis gave her older brother a deadpan and said.
"So you call mass genocide on a galtic scale venting."
"Come on, BB, it was not my fault; they look so ventable at that very moment."
"I presume that was your ultimate attack right; shit looks way too flashy for it to be anything normal. If so, why don’t you give up and throw in the towel? If even that can’t move me, then what will?"
Merciless responded to this by extending his arm out and opening his right hand, revealing the manifestation of a frightening red lightning spear in his palms, as Merciless said to Zane.
"Give up?!! HEHE... hardly human!!"
"Oh, well, have it your way; I think I will start getting a little bit serious from here on out though, so don’t break too easily now... ok!!"
"So Michellian-like of him on the real."
Albedo said, and Abadis replied.
"Yeah, it’s noble, to say the least, but when faced with death, there’s nothing wrong with fleeing; the Loviatar way of doing things is fleeing to kill another day if the necessity arises. But I suppose that for a species as proud as the Michellians, fleeing is worse than death."
"I mean, they can regenerate from a half-dead cell; death is almost impossible for them." To properly eliminate a Michellian, you must annihilate them at the cellular level, leaving not even a single cell behind for them to heal from. Because even if a piece of a single cell remains, it will regenerate and develop some resistance to whatever killed it in the first place, after the vampire fully regenerates their bodies from that single cell."
Albedo added on to his sister’s early comments, and at this point, two of them continued to watch and react to the fight, it amusing ot say the least, but they have seen battlefirld far more destrucive than this, all in all, even if the other were watching this fight, this would be nothing more than a movie night for them.
However, as the conflict progressed, a kneeling drill hair blond woman who was beside a sleeping beauty began to respond in an unexpected way.
As mindless as it may be, it was still able to pick up the voice that spoke to each of it cells.
’Substance...
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’Substance!!
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Substance, my precious creation!’
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’I know you can’t communicate, and I know you don’t have the intellectual understanding required to obey difficult directions; even expressing this message to is meaningless. But, my beautiful creature of blood, there are times when we must push ourselves to the edge. And that time has come; your master, your entire being, and the person you love the most is in severe trouble right now.’
’I need your help, I need more strength, I don’t want to lose this battle, not to a mere human of all things, but I need more than what I currently have if I’m going to overcome this freak of nature; I can’t beat him on my own; go Substance, take their DNA as yours, no! As ours; take them all, by any means necessary!’
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Substance stood immobile, her gaze fixed on the translucent screen; Merciless and Zane were presently discussing Zane’s talents. And Albedo and Abadis were talking about how broken his magical nature was.
But, in actuality, Merciless was buying time for himself until Substance arrived with the genetic samples he sought. But, most importantly, how can Substance even obtain the genetic sample in this situation? Substance couldn’t grasp the complete message at the time; all she could understand was the tree command statement, and even that was just at a basic level of comprehension.
. Master is calling her.
. Take Dna at any cost.
. Master is all that matter.
As such her instinct at that moment was but one, take all genetic sample at any cost.
At any cost!
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*Thud!!*
"Ha....
Albedo muttered as he suddenly felt his equilibrium being messed with and looked in front of him to see what it was. A vast tide of blood flooded the spot he previously inhabited. An enormous slime-like creature the size of several buses towered above Abadis, shocking him. They were all ready to fall into a pool of blood that was substance.
And the reason he was falling was because Abadis kicked him out of the way with great forces. And before he could even react, Abadis was swept away in the red sea as Substance ate her alive, or better yet imprisoned her into herself as she eats away a chunks of her flesh via corrosion, which of coure just begins to regenerate due to vampire natrual regeneration factor.
Of course, Abadis did not stay in Substance’s body for long, as she began teleporting away by transferring her concept of being near Albedo, her wounds and clothes completely healed as a consequence of actualizing her concept seconds before Substance took a little bite out of her.
"Awwww... the fuck his wrong with that thing!?"
Abadis shouted out in anger.
"What the hell is that thing is the better question?"
Albedo asked.
But before he can say anything Substance look towards Abadis once more, it didnt know why but this woamn was going to be a problem, instincley working on behalf of her master will. Substance did something completley shocking, Abadis suddenly dissaeapred from reality the place she send her to exactly was a place only she Hector new of.
In layman’s words, it was a location that did not exist, a space of full non-existence free of from the laws of reality; naturally, this area was placed within Hector’s mental space. She was able to send Abadis there because the location was instinctively familiar to her, and she registered that place as her home above all else on an instinctual level, just as Abadis registered these places as her home and domain, and thus Abadis became an imaginary being devoid of existence in its own right. Ironically, she was done in by her own power. And can now be considered as both dead and alive, since her existence has been erased, but her memory survives in the realm of pure fiction that was Hector’s mental space, a place where he is both the God of creation and destruction.
On the other side, Albedo was stunned by the spectacle, but he didn’t have time to respond since Substance developed many Slime tendrils and struck Albedo with one of them so quickly, and with so much force that he didn’t even have time to react. As a result of facing the onslaught straight on, he soared through the air and crashed through many mountain ranges at the speed of light. And with Abadis not present to make things right, no one could stop Substance from stealing their DNA.
No one but Michelle and Merciless, of course, because Michelle had the power to outright do so, and Merciless because this beast only listened to him anyway. On the other hand, the tendril with which Substance hit Albedo included a substantial amount of his blood, which had already been absorbed by Substance.
"What the hell is going on with that thing."
Alucard exclaimed, still shocked by what he had just witnessed: two pure blood were vanquished quickly by a fucking slime of all things. Substance, of course, responded to the voice and began to sprint towards Alucard.
But before he could do that, a single word was uttered by Jordan, who began to use his Ichor for the first tonight.
"Stop!"
Substance halted, not because Jordan commanded her to, and she actually listened to him, as she does when Merciless tells hers to stop doing anything, but because his words were like laws that could not be broken. As it applies itself to the target, the meaning of his words is defined after the target hears them. The target does not need to know the definition of the term means; instead, Jordan gives the word meaning and purpose, and his explanation is the result of what happens after it is pronounced, and heard by the target. However, this power was worthless if you couldn’t hear it to begin with.
"Holy shit that work."
Jordan said playfully, as he was worried that Substance wouldnt hear him speaking.
"What the hell?!"
Alucard exclaimed in surprise as he watched Elder Jordan halt this beast with nothing but a single word. Zalana, on the other hand, just bragged, lifting her head with pride as she spoke.
"Of course no one can stop darling when he start speaking."
"Ohh you hype me up too much dear, still why did this thing suddenly go berserk."
*BOOOM*
However, before anybody could respond, a loud sonic boom could be heard echoing into the distance. And if you would look up you will see a brilliant neon pink light descended from the sky making a small crater in the ground upon impact. It was none other than Albedo who landed on a snowy area somewhere on this planet; as a result, in order to return, he jumped from one supercontinent to another, absorbing the kinetic energy inside his cells to a large extent upon landing, minimizing the devastation caused by impact to a minimum.
The firsthing Albedo asked with a worried face was.
"Where is my sister?"
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Everyone looked at him completely puzzled as Jordan informed him plainly.
"We don not know."
"W... WHHHAT!!!?"
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"Haa.... were the hell am I?"
Abadis questioned as she began to look around her, however all she found was pure darkness.
"What the hell is this place?"
"Agh... who cares lets just get out of here... Actualize!!!"
Abadis said as she tried to teleport back to her planet, however, she couldn’t.
"Actualize!!"
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"ACTUALIZE, ACTUALIZE!!"
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"ACTUALIZEEEEEEEEEEE GODD FUCKING DAMIT, AGHHHHH... fuckfuckfuckfuck!!...
"What the hell did that slime count even do to me?!"
Abadis inquired in frustration, but no one was available to respond, or so she believed. Because at that time, a woman’s voice could be heard behind Abadis, saying.
"Wow, she really got you with that last attack, as thoughtless as she may be. Even at this tender age, she is still as much a force of nature as I remember her to be, hahaha. Agh, just thinking about it makes me excited; everything will be worth it once he is complete. In any case, I can’t wait for her to achieve level six; I’m so looking forward to reuniting with my old rival in love, just a little bit longer Azathoth, and we will finally decide who loves him more between me and you, this time around at least I will make sure it is my win. Thankfully, it’s the last phase, but just one more time, my darling, the Mind version of you will be born accordingly... and this time we will show those bloody dreamers the true meaning of fear."
"Haaaa... who the hell are you?"
Abadis asked the floating hazle-haired beauty, who was just looking down at her from afar. The woman, of course, simply said.
"I go by many names Has... I mean Abadis, I am frequently referred to as Yog-Sothoth, Allumei, the first Astella, the Eye of *********, the Observer of All, the Key Maiden, the Head of the Valkyrie, The Coordinator of Fate, and many other titles. But, to be honest, none of those names mean anything right now, and you wouldn’t understand me even if I explained, as my story is, in its truest sense, incomprehensible. But to prevent misunderstanding, simply call me Brunhilde, like everyone else does, young Abadis."
