“WHAT??? Are you kidding me right now?” On an island far away, a certain little kid was beyond himself.
“Weaklings! Weaklings! Weaklings!” He spat out in anger as he walked back and forth, rage welling up inside him. Everything he had planned was crumbling right in front of him, and there was nothing he could do.
“No. I cannot give that up. I need that at all costs!” His face contorted in various angles.
“Tch!” In a fit of rage, he bit his index finger, and bright crimson blood started flowing out. Seeing this, all the demons standing around him started trembling.
“Sir Elmis…”
“Master Elmis…”
However, the little kid did not pay attention to any of them.
Blood continued to drip out of his finger without stopping, but weirdly it did not drop on the ground. Instead, it formed a swirling mass of miasma that floated mid-air.
The next second, the kid mumbled something, and this miasma vanished into thin air with a poof!
The other demons looked even more shocked at this sight.
“Master Elmis… you can’t do this…” One of the demons boldly stepped forward, only to be immediately reprimanded by the little kid. “SHUT UP! I know what I am doing!”
“But…” The demon still tried to reason with him as it was one of his duties.
“Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. So what if I am breaking the rules? I will just pay the price for it! Hmph!” The kid scoffed as if he couldn’t care less about what he was doing.
“Blood Clone!” He shouted in anger.
At the same time… back on the mainland…
? RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
A gigantic bolt of lightning landed on the exact spot where Liam was standing currently. Out of that, something huge and full of murderous intent stepped out.
Everything happened so quickly that Liam wasn’t even able to see or react to this and was thrown back forcefully. Half of his health disappeared in an instant!
Thud! As his body landed on the ground, he tried to immediately shake it off and once again got back on his feet, all his senses on full alert.
This was because Liam did not have to wonder.
He already knew it.
The fight was not over.
In fact, the real fight might be starting just now.
Whoever was behind the scenes leading these vampire lords had finally come out in the open. That had to be it. Otherwise, who was strong enough to take half of his health in a single hit? Perhaps it was not even a targeted attack?
Liam gripped the black dragon sword tightly as all of his senses screamed at him to run away. His opponent was strong. He was in danger! This was not a fight he could win! He needed to flee! NOW!<.com>
But could he really run away?
The person in front of him was probably as strong as the divine temple priestess for doing everything that he had done.
And these were not existences that he could touch, let alone win, at least in his current condition.
Liam’s mind spun as he quickly decided against running. That was not going to help. In fact, that was only going to make the situation worse.
There was still a cooldown of 30 minutes on his [Soul Splice] skill.
So his only skill that had a chance, rather a very small chance, of holding up against someone like the divine temple priestess was the [Soul Shield], and for that, he needed to be right here.
Liam had no idea what this powerful person was even doing on earth in the first place. In his last life, none of this had happened.
However, he did not have the time to think about ‘how’ and ‘why’ at the moment.
He just had to face whatever was in front of him right now and survive!
[Soul Shield]!
Before anything, Liam instantly commanded the souls on the battlefield and formed a formidable barrier around himself.
Just as he did that, the crackles of the lightning also subsided, and the enemy in front of him finally came into his view.
But that did not do him any good. Liam gaped as he saw the astonishing sight.
Standing in front of him was a giant body of blood. No, it was a person made of blood. He could faintly see a face that looked down on him as if he was nothing but a speck of insignificant dust in this vast universe.
Liam shook his head. He realized that his thoughts were getting muddled just from the mere presence of this blood giant in front of him. He could no longer even make out the face.
There was just red everywhere. He couldn’t see anything beyond it. What was he supposed to do now? What attack would even work against something like this?
Liam gritted his teeth and conjured a massive fireball, blasting it toward the blood effigy. However, the other party did not even react to it. They did not even move their hand or anything. They simply faced it head-on as if it was nothing.
And the attack that blasted forward at full speed became nothing and vanished into thin air as it came in contact with the blood statue. The thing only sizzled a bit in the end from one of Liam’s most efficient attacks.
It didn’t do anything. Just what was this person’s level that he wasn’t even able to scratch with his attack?
“Inspect,” Liam mumbled hoarsely, even though he already knew that this wasn’t going to give anything, and just like he expected, it was useless.
He could neither see who the opponent was nor their level. Liam stood in a trance as if he was facing his inevitable death.
A strange sense of fear and pressure together enveloped him, muddling his senses. It was suffocating. It made him unable to think or even stand straight.
But the next second, he once again shook himself and forcefully snapped out of his stupor. What was happening? Was this also some kind of mental attack?
