Rise from the coffin and rebuild the vampire empire

Chapter 13 The So-called God

In the previous moment, Uther Cremona vaguely saw something flying past him, but before he could turn his eyes away, the lizard man in front of him had already been separated from his head and body.

Perhaps, in the last moment of this lizard man's life, it also saw the passing figure and felt what despair was.

The huge changes on the battlefield immediately caused a chain reaction. The leading lizardman was killed, and the morale of the remaining lizardmen was greatly hit. They screamed and yelled.

Karen didn't understand, and he thought the humans probably didn't understand either, because what these lizard people said was not human language at all.

Although Karen couldn't understand what these lizardmen were shouting, it didn't prevent her from smelling the fear emanating from them.

"Buzz!"

Karen took a step forward, and the "Blood Meteorite" in his hand followed him like a shadow. With one step and one sword, he passed by several lizardmen in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time, the heads of the seven lizardmen fell to the ground, and their huge bodies collapsed with a loud bang.

"Herod!"

The horses neighed in fear, and the cavalrymen tried their best to control them.

"Snapped!"

Uther squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and his beloved horse quickly calmed down his fear. As a knight, he had no shortage of ways to dispel fear.

The warhorse calmed down, and Uther looked towards the figure that suddenly appeared.

Under the scorching sun, heat continued to rise from Karen's body, as if it was sizzling and smoking. He could even fry an egg in it. This was obviously not normal.

The soldiers gathered around Uther again, and they remained vigilant against Karen's sudden appearance.

It is true that Karen saved them, but he doesn't look like a normal creature. Which good person would be baked by the sun and smoke?
Such an abnormal creature, which is also powerful and has unknown intentions, would definitely make anyone feel alert and fearful.

"This. Sir"

Just as Uther was about to speak, Karen's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from their sight.

"Brother, this."

This strange scene made people feel cold, and John's face was full of surprise and doubt.

To be honest, this guy who suddenly appeared was much more terrifying than the Lizard Man. People had no idea of resisting him at all. They were like lambs to be slaughtered in front of him.

"I'm afraid he's a legendary warrior."

Trevor, who was on the other side of Uther, spoke up. He also had a serious look on his face. This kind of strength was completely beyond their cognition. A legendary strong man must be a powerful person even in the empire. How could he come to the New World?
"Clean up the battlefield first and clear away these corpses."

Uther interrupted and did not continue talking about this topic. Instead, he began to direct everyone to deal with the lizardman's corpse.

The corpses of these lizardmen emitted a stronger stench than when they were alive, and were more corrosive. Even the strong warriors found it a bit difficult to bear, and ordinary people could not get close at all.

The stench and corrosion continued to intensify, and they had to be dealt with quickly. In a wooden house in the camp, Hanju and Nobi Daichi, who had witnessed everything, were speechless with shock.

"Sister Ju, who is that?"

[Nobi Daiqiong] looked at Hanju and asked this senior for advice.

"It's a vampire, an important plot character I triggered to awaken. He probably has a quest chain to revive the lost empire, and should have already connected with our summoner."

Banju answered very calmly, mainly to flatter herself. In fact, she was also very shocked in her heart. She didn't expect that the vampire she awakened would be so strong!

"Fuck! Sister Ju! You still have such connections?!"

Nobi Daqiong couldn't help but curse. No way! Isn't it just a week?! What on earth did he miss?!

"Go back first."

Banju didn't say anything more, mainly because if she said any more she would be exposed. She didn't have any connections and she was almost dead!
In the primeval forest, Karen sat cross-legged on a branch so thick that two people could lie down. He had taken off his armor and changed into a well-fitting aristocratic suit. It was pure black, with only some mysterious patterns drawn with blood-colored silk threads as embellishment, clean and neat.

"Whoo~"

Karen exhaled the hot air in his stomach and stood up again.

Being constantly exposed to the scorching sun, the damage will continue to accumulate. Of course, he is healing here not for the sun, but because of old injuries. Rather than saying it is an old injury, it is better to say it is a curse, a divine debuff that is almost impossible to remove.

The spell of the Lord of Dawn has been suppressed by Karen and cannot kill him, but it will always affect and restrict him. It's fine if he sleeps all the time, but as long as he moves a little, the spell will start to work. Fortunately, it is not difficult to suppress it.

"The despicable Lord of the Dawn."

Karen cursed, but he didn't have to worry about being heard by the Lord of Dawn.

The gods of the Torres world, or the creatures called "gods", are not that scary. They are not omniscient and omnipotent, but just powerful. Their strength is not due to themselves, but because they are in charge of a certain priesthood.

For example, the "Silver Moon Goddess" has the moon as her main divine duty, and most of her divine power comes from the moon, not because of her. There is a fundamental difference between the two.

Karen has no sense of awe towards God. Firstly, it is because he does not believe in God. Secondly, it is because he has understood the nature of God. Instead of fearing God, he should fear nature itself.

As for the third one, it was because Karen himself had once been planning on becoming a god.

This is not impossible, especially for Karen. Among the more obvious labels on him, "vampire" is a concept with a clear lack of gods.

The vampires are a relatively young racial concept that was born only ten thousand years ago. It came from a sudden whim of the Lady of the Dark Night. Five lucky people who passed the test and were chosen became the ancestors of the vampires. Before that, there was no concept of vampires.

Naturally, after the concept of vampires was born, it was also classified as the priesthood held by the Lady of the Night. It was very weak and inconspicuous, because the strength of a priesthood like this racial concept was most directly related to the number, scale, power, and influence of the race itself.

For example, humans, elves, dwarves and other races that have existed for a very long time.

They are either huge in size, powerful, or influential, so much so that the priesthood related to their race can even be listed as a huge pantheon on its own!

Instead of being unified into general concepts such as "God of Humans", "God of Elves", and "God of Dwarves" like weak races.

(End of this chapter)