Man on the ark, forced to become king

Lin, in his life, can't stand anyone showing off in front of him!

The last one who made him feel the sharpness of a blade and extinguished his ambition is now buried with grass growing three feet tall!

"Ascalon, right? Come here for a second."

"Ok?"

Ascalon, who was on high alert, turned around in surprise upon hearing this, hesitated for a moment, and then walked closer.

"Flame! Devour everything!"

The sudden shout startled her, and then she saw Lin Lu raise her arms high and slam them to the ground.

Centered on their location, countless tiny flames appeared on the ground, covering and extending for hundreds of meters around them. Then, those tiny flames suddenly burst into flames, erupting into dazzling orange-red pillars of fire that shot into the sky!

In an instant, the fire spread like wildfire!

A wave of scorching heat hit her face, causing her hair to curl slightly from the heat. Ascalon unconsciously took a step back; her assassin's keen intuition made her feel extremely uneasy.

Extreme danger permeated the entire space. Each of those bursting pillars of fire carried astonishing power, as if it could incinerate everything; it was the purest form of destruction!

Such power even reminded her of Princess Theresa, who appeared on the battlefield as a general.

This is simply... a power that can instill despair just by facing it.

Is this the Golden Tree?

Ascalon's pale purple eyes darted around, her gaze lingering on the man pressing down on the ground. She was trying to find evidence that he was an immortal being with a long lifespan, and only in this way could she make it seem plausible.

In her memory, only the rulers of the Sarkaz royal courts and the chieftains of the various branch races could unleash such large-scale magic.

This man is already qualified to compete for the top position!

Under the blazing flames of the evil god, the stench of blood that filled the air was swept away. The fire of destruction nearly burned everything to ashes. No matter what method was used to hide, it was impossible to continue hiding in the raging fire.

That's exactly what happened.

Wherever the flames passed, a man dressed in magnificent robes, resembling a court nobleman, emerged from the air, dodging the pillars of fire that erupted beneath his feet with a slightly disheveled air.

His demeanor was rather cold and sinister, his skin was unnaturally pale, devoid of any color, and his scarlet eyes and fangs protruding from his lips, combined with the wide cloak on his back, made Lin Lu think of a certain legendary creature.

"Is this a vampire?"

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, while Ascalon beside him nodded with a strange expression, then shook his head.

"That's what some people call them. In the folklore of some countries, they are usually given the title of cannibalistic monsters, a name associated with madness and chaos, but they always refer to themselves as the Blood Demon."

Chapter Ninety-Four: Blood Demon? Immortal Body?

Blood demon?

This doesn't sound like a respectable self-designation; it sounds more like an insulting and derogatory term. After all, who would call themselves a demon?

It's important to know that other races on the continent refer to the Sarkaz as "demon bastards" in a derogatory way.

As for using it as a synonym for madness and chaos...

Isn't this the general perception of the Sarkaz people?

Or perhaps even among the Sarkaz, who are often described as 'madmen,' Blood Demon is one of the most insane branches?

"An old blood demon, the stench of decay and decay was as striking as a candle flame in the dark."

Ascalon stared mockingly at the Blood Demon, who was desperately dodging in the fire. The moment the firelight faded, he vanished from his spot, transforming into a blurry shadow that swiftly swept across the land. Almost teleporting, he appeared behind the Blood Demon, who resembled a nobleman, and thrust his dagger, which glowed with an obscure purple light, toward the Blood Demon's waist and abdomen.

'The placement of that needle isn't ideal...'

Lin Lu's eyelids twitched, she picked up the hunting dog Long Fang and lunged forward, her figure vanishing as her long, narrow blade slashed down!

puff!

The dagger and the curved sword struck the Blood Demon's body almost simultaneously, but there was no sensation of physical contact. The Blood Demon, stabbed, was like a water-filled balloon bursting into a slippery liquid that scattered into the air. Crimson mist suddenly spread out, accompanied by a cold, low voice.

"Young man, didn't your parents teach you to respect your elders?"

The Blood Demon's voice was somewhat distorted, sounding sharp and hoarse, like the feeling of a knife tip scraping against glass, which was very uncomfortable. Not to mention Ascalon, even Lin Lu wanted to shut him up after hearing it.

“You traitor who has sided with the usurper, an old man like you deserves to be nailed to the city wall and left to dry.”

Ascalon showed the other party ample 'respect' without hesitation, and even responded with a string of unintelligible words, possibly some kind of Sarkaz dialect, which was probably not pleasant. This crude exchange of insults was a far cry from her aloof and sassy appearance.

The Sarkaz may appear elegant, but they are still just Sarkaz.

Lin Lu actually quite liked this kind of personality... After all, he was a much more uncouth person to begin with.

He's never been good with words; he'd rather take action than talk.

"Flames! Entangle me!"

While reciting the name of a move might seem a little embarrassing to others, Lin Lu found it quite exhilarating. As he chanted, the remaining flames in the air and on the ground coalesced, forming a winding fire snake that coiled and coiled into a circle before tightening inward, encompassing all the blood mist.

The two collided like oil being poured into a raging fire, the flames burning everything and using the blood mist as fuel. The air was filled with the stench of burning flesh. The blood demon's screams lasted for a moment before abruptly ceasing, and the pale humanoid figure reformed in the center sealed by the flames.

His palm rose into the distance, and in that instant, Lin Lu felt the blood in her body begin to flow faster, as if it were about to break free of the constraints of her body.

"Be careful, Blood Demons possess the power to control blood. Their ancient, inherited witchcraft makes them difficult to kill head-on. These old guys who crawled out of coffins are, in a sense, even immortal!"

The Blood Demon's power ignored external defenses and acted directly on her body. Ascalon's movements suddenly stopped, and she didn't look too good. An abnormal flush appeared under her skin. Without even looking, Lin Lu knew that her current situation was probably basically the same as Ascalon's.

To be honest, he was no stranger to the power of controlling blood. Back in the borderlands, the ambitious Blood King who attempted to establish a great dynasty possessed the same power... That was far superior to the current petty squabbles.

Does someone of this caliber deserve to be in charge of controlling blood?

At best, it can only be considered as giving someone a negative status effect.

As for the so-called immortality, that's even more ridiculous.

In this world, nothing is indestructible. Even gods who claim to be immortal will fall. How dare a mere vampire, who crawled out of nowhere, claim to be immortal?

The power of gold flowed through her body, dispelling all the invisible force that had invaded her. Lin Lu didn't even bother to use any special spells.

"@＃￥%*＆@!"

The Blood Demon chanted in an ancient and obscure language, and crimson blood dripped from his palms onto the ground, spreading into a large crimson patch that covered the ground. One after another, bright red tentacles condensed from the blood, dancing wildly, trying to climb onto Ascalon's body.

Tentacles x Beautiful Girl...

The scene has a strangely artistic feel to it. If possible, Lin Lu would like a more private viewing environment so she can study it in more depth.

Unfortunately, we are on the battlefield now.

The attacking tentacles were ignited by the remaining flames. Although Ascalon looked somewhat disheveled at first glance, this level of attack did not really harm her.

The tentacles crumbled at the touch of the blades wreathed in purple light, proving utterly ineffective.

Rather, such weak and feeble attacks are more like stalling for time. The old guy in the Blood Demon shouldn't only have this much ability.

Thinking this, Ascalon narrowed his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a purple stream of light shot out, piercing through the Blood Demon who had raised his arm as if performing some kind of ritual.

puff!

The dagger pierced through the Blood Demon's body, as if puncturing an illusion. The figure standing in place melted into viscous blood the moment it touched the dagger.

The real Blood Demon had long since left the battlefield at some unknown time; what remained here was merely a decoy used to attract attention!

Has anyone ever told you not to approach strangers?

Lin Lu wasn't particularly surprised by this. She glanced at the boiling blood at her feet with interest and said something with a strange expression.

Swish!

Thick blood mist gathered from the void without warning, taking on a blurry form. Sharp claws fell with a hideous phantom of blood. The blood demon's pale face twisted and contorted, suddenly splitting into three parts, and its entire face transformed into a twisted maw filled with sharp teeth!

It must be said that this image is indeed terrifying and horrifying, and it's extremely disgusting to look at.

The instant he launched his attack, countless blood-red lines burst forth from the blood at his feet, attempting to entangle his body.

Unfortunately, Lin Lu was prepared for this. Before the Blood Demon's attack could even touch her body, she was met head-on by a ball of black and white flames. The flowing black and white colors blocked the falling claws as if they were a solid object. It did not have a scorching temperature, but it was more terrifying than the fire of the evil god.

That is the fire of the hunting gods.

Chapter Ninety-Five: Blood Demon Sorcery - A Feast of Blood

"Is this all you can do?"

The black and white flames danced and swirled, and the blood evaporated rapidly in the flames, leaving not a trace.

Even gods cannot escape the burning black flames, let alone a mere vampire.

Lin Lu now only regrets not having brought the Mongwin Holy Spear that she had borrowed from Mong, otherwise she would definitely have shown this guy what it means to truly manipulate blood.

Back in the day, he wielded two Corpse-Slaying Swords and slashed his way from Nymgford to the Giant's Flaming Cauldron. Who wouldn't tremble at the sight of him?

Trying to outsmart him with blood-drawing tactics is beyond the capabilities of a little vampire.

"Damn it! What is this thing?!"

Black flames climbed up his body, and the Blood Demon Noble could no longer maintain his spells. Everything, from his body to his mind, was burned by the eerie black and white fire, causing him to revert to his original physical form and fall to the ground.

"To die under the black flames is your good fortune."

Lin Lu glanced at him, then thrust out the hound's long fangs, piercing through its back and pinning it to the ground, before stepping on the Blood Demon's head.

"What's going on with this pool of blood? Explain yourself honestly, and you might get a quick death."