Versatile Mage: The ancestor of the blood race, the blood demon lord

"There's a lot of noise outside..."

Morgan sensed the energy outside the palace. Who pissed off Tamamonomae?

Tamamonomae rarely gets angry, but the power he unleashed this time is enough to destroy a small country.

The number of undead has increased a bit. It seems that the ancient king has done something.
Morgan looked at Asharuya who was trying to completely destroy the ancient king's will. The unfortunate child was still a little lacking in strength.

With his and Sakuya's instruction, Asharuya was able to barely suppress the Ancient King.

If Sakuya hadn't been controlling this space, the ancient king would probably have teleported the undead directly into the palace.

"Asharuya, please be more powerful!"

"We two top magicians have taught you for such a long time, you should have grown a little bit."

"We beat this guy half to death, why haven't you erased his last consciousness yet?"

What a disappointing angel. His strength is among the worst among all the angels in the Holy City.

"My major is the Dark Arts!!!"

Asharuya really had no words to express her suffering. The dark power in her body was many times stronger than the power of an angel.

This resulted in the light magic she used having little effect at all.

Now we are relying on the power of the angels to continuously consume the ancient king's last consciousness.

"The food is the original sin, please hurry up."

Looking at Asharuya's speed, Morgan suspected that Tamamonomae had really gotten angry and started throwing fireballs indiscriminately.

Don't wait for them to go out, or they will be besieged by a group of forbidden spell mages.

“I’m already fast!!!”

Asharuya expressed strong dissatisfaction, she had tried very, very hard.

Asharuya was grinding down the old king's health bar, and Sakuya was maintaining the stability of the space. He had to ensure the safety of both of them.

Tamamonomae was alone outside the palace, facing the siege of countless undead spirits.

Even if he wanted to help, he couldn't, because all the blood servants he had sent out before were killed by Tamamonomae.

At the peak level of the Little Emperor, numbers have lost their meaning.

His only hope now was that Asharuya would deal with the Ancient King as soon as possible, and then they would leave Shenzhou and go home.

While Metatron was waiting patiently, some movement was heard in the blood domain.

"That guy...isn't being honest again?"

Sensing the changes taking place within the blood domain, one wonders how problematic the Black Dragon Emperor’s brain is.

Even though everything has returned to normal, she still refuses to give up on Wen Tai.

A real dragon actually believed a human being and was diagnosed as having a mental problem.

"Forget it, the time is almost up anyway, so let's just throw the Black Dragon Emperor out to buy some time."

In order to prevent anything from really happening to Tamamonomae, Morgan used some backup plans he had left on Tamamonomae to open up a space leading to the blood realm around Tamamonomae, thus throwing the Black Dragon Emperor out.

The Black Dragon Emperor who was thrown out of the Blood Domain was also confused. He didn't understand why he was thrown out for no reason.

But looking at the large number of undead corpses around him and Tamamonomae who was moving the sun.

The Black Dragon Emperor still knows what he wants to do!
"Hey, isn't this the real dragon with the hole in his brain?"

"Why, do you still want to compete with me?"

Throwing the half-dead Undead King aside, Tamamonomae looked at the Black Dragon Emperor provocatively. Morgan really didn't trust her enough to think that tens of millions of Undead armies, thousands of Undead Monarchs and a few Asian Emperors could pose a threat to her?

Even these garbage undead together are no match for her, not to mention that all nine of her tails are now revealed.

However, the Black Dragon Emperor is a good opponent.

"The purpose of that guy letting me out should be to help you attract firepower to deal with those enemies."

"But...I don't think you need my help."

The strength of this fox is a bit weird. Even if it absorbed the power of other emperors' heritage, it is impossible for it to be able to exert its power to this extent.

Not only is his physical strength strong, but his soul is also powerful to a terrifying degree.

Is this talent?

"So, how about a contest? I haven't forgotten our previous battle."

"Didn't you say that I was able to defeat you entirely because of other external forces, and because of the help of Morgan and Sakuya?"

"Now that those two guys are gone, I really want to know whether you are bragging or not."

The Black Dragon Emperor looked at Tamamonomae who was full of fighting spirit. The gap in strength between the two sides was not very big.

Tamamonomae's chance of winning is about 40%, which is still a little worse than that of the foxes and the dragons.

"It's a very tempting proposal, but it's a pity that Morgan won't agree to it."

Morgan's goal was to have him protect Tamamonomae. If anything really happened to Tamamonomae, he would be in trouble.

"Tsk, are you still afraid of Morgan?"

"Don't dare, don't use Morgan as a shield!"

Tamamonomae was very unhappy, but she wanted to continue fighting.

"Your strength is quite good, but your control over your strength is too crude."

Looking at the flames burning on Tamamonomae's body all the time, it would take a lot of time to recover from this consumption after the battle.

"You know nothing, this is called deterrence!"

"God knows how many undead souls are rushing towards us. If I don't release this power, I will be considered as a person without any temper at all."

None of those undead were her match, but they just kept using their numbers to drain her strength.

Tamamonomae was really angry. These guys were so weak, yet they used such a despicable method.

The undead are not united with each other, so why do these guys care so much about the life and death of the ancient king?
According to normal thinking, if the ancient king is dead, wouldn't a new and oldest undead emperor be born among those undead kings?

Anyone with a normal brain would wish the existence above their head would die.

Is there something wrong with these undead's brains?

"As the oldest and most powerful Undead Emperor, the Ancient King may have chosen to launch an attack without regard for their lives in order to seize the Ancient King's legacy, as they may inherit some of his power after his death."

Morgan's idea is to take away everything from the ancient king. It would be strange if these undead kings did not turn against him.

This stuff involves a lot of things and is very complicated.

Whoever can inherit the mantle of the ancient king can represent the souls of the dead in this land.

They allow people or undead spirits to inherit the mantle of the ancient king, but they will never allow the mantle of the ancient king to be forcibly taken away from this land.

"A boring idea. A bunch of dead people still care about this kind of thing." (End of this chapter)