Inner Destroyer

　Then it finally started screaming: "'Rip Man' - it's 'Rip Man'!? Why is 'Rip Man' in Rome?!"

　"I returned from Japan two days ago. By the time I found out, it was too late to inform you in advance."

　The black mask answered, and then asked,

　"Anyway, this is the current situation. The leader won't come to rescue us before the ceremony is over, so we have to face this difficult situation on our own. What are you going to do, 'Overwhelming Beauty'?"

　ah? ? ? ?

　Is it necessary to ask such a simple question?

　"Of course you're just running away without even looking back! You idiot!"

　047: This organization is so unreliable

　"Wait a moment????"

　The reaction of "The Alluring Beauty", one of the "Four Giants" who are the strongest members of "Black Spartacus", was so funny that even the Black Mask was stunned for a moment.

　"You're a vampire who's lived for over five hundred years. At a time like this, shouldn't you be fully prepared, in a base with many powerful subordinates, pouring some virgin blood into a red wine glass, and reading a classic novel while waiting for the enemy to arrive?"

　"You know that the most terrifying and brutal evil killer and monster hunter expert in the past decade is coming. Under such circumstances, you still want to pull such a ridiculous trick. You must be completely crazy, right?!"

　What a strong desire to survive! The green mask grumbled without mercy!

　"Don't you have any self-respect and pride as a villain???"

　The black mask was finally shocked,

　"Besides, even if the leader doesn't necessarily come to support you, don't you still have reliable allies like Clematis and me?"

　"Look in the mirror before you say anything like that!"

　reliable?

　Is there any cell in the entire organization of "Black Spartacus" that is truly reliable?!

　Green Mask——"The Most Beautiful Woman"

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　As the strongest person in this organization besides the leader, she knew very well that this organization was unreliable, unreliable, unreliable!!!

　"Since we're facing the 'Rip Man', and the leader is unlikely to come to my aid, I don't see any point in confronting them head-on!"

　timid?

　Self-esteem?

　Acting cool?

　She doesn't have any of these useless things! Rather, in this hateful, dark and absurd world, this is the secret to her being able to live for five hundred years!

　"A vampire who's lived for over five hundred years? So what?! Someone who fights with the idea that 'I might win' or 'Maybe the boss will come to save me' won't even last fifty years!"

　After saying that, the man in the green mask actually planned to hang up the call immediately!

　There's a guy here who can kill you with one punch, so you should run away immediately, right?

　"Don't you still have to help the leader guard the 'World Egg' that maintains the ritual?"

　The voice of the black mask finally changed, and a metallic wave came out.

　"Aren't you going to wait for the chief to successfully complete the ritual, so that he can reward you in his world, grant your wish, and lift the curse from you?"

　"Miracles are limited. It just so happens that both 'Mrs. Venomous Bee' and 'Hot Girl' have fallen, you should seize this opportunity—"

　"unnecessary."

　Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by "The Most Beautiful Woman in the Country".

　"I joined Black Starbucks simply because their leader is incredibly powerful. After all, I didn't want to be hounded by the church all the time. As long as I could inflict a heavy blow on the Roman Catholic Church, contributing a little to the organization wouldn't be a big deal."

　"But you said you wanted to expect the leader to reward me and fulfill my wish after the mission was accomplished—huh? How could anyone be so stupid as to believe that?"

　"I'm telling you! In my five hundred years of life, such a good thing has never appeared before my eyes!"

　"If you want something, just go get it! No matter what means you use! That's my philosophy of life!"

　After saying this, while the Black Mask was stunned and couldn't do anything to stop her, the Green Mask slapped the candle flame - in an instant, the spell communication was cut off. The Black Mask disappeared, and the whole room was immediately brightened.

　The person wearing the black mask hadn't actually been there from the beginning. Their communication was simply using the mask as a proxy, using candlelight to send each other's phantoms to each other.

　Why use spell communication instead of video calls? Because this one-on-one communication magic based on the principles of sympathetic witchcraft is almost impossible to eavesdrop on, a bit like quantum encryption in science and technology. So the supernatural community actually likes it.

　Now that the candles were out, the shadows cast by the flames vanished, and the enemy couldn't possibly cause any more trouble for "The Allure of the Country." Without a word, she turned and ran!

　St. Clement's Church is the remains of an ancient temple, mostly underground, though not too deep. The designs and colors of the surrounding murals have long faded. Yet, the stone pillars, having supported the church for two thousand years, still stand firm. The entire church exudes a desolate and mysterious atmosphere. Vines creep along the cracks carved by time on the mottled stone walls, as if whispering the whispers of ancient gods.

　"The Allure of the City" raced through layer upon layer of arches. This was once the battlefield where Christianity triumphed over the Old Gods—Mithras and Apollo—for the position of "Sun God." Among the crumbling stone pillars and broken walls, the outline of a once-glorious altar could be vaguely discerned. The wind blew through the rubble, bringing the muffled sound of a distant, heavy white rain.

　A group of voodoo priests gathered there, dressed in dark robes, their faces painted with strange spells, and holding ritual vessels made of ancient Roman fragments and mysterious voodoo symbols. They surrounded an altar made of discarded stone slabs - on the altar, stood an "egg".

　An egg that symbolizes the egg of a new world.

　The priests formed a tight circle around it, drawing intricate runes with powder and blood on the wet stone floor, chanting deep, powerful incantations, each word seemingly resonating with the egg's interior. Meanwhile, heavy clouds slowly gathered, and in the distance, a white rain roared, adding a touch of solemnity to the ceremony.

　The mission of "The Allure of the Country" was originally to guard this egg. Until the ceremony was completed, tonight's white rain engulfed everything, drenching at least five million people in Rome in black, soaking the very ground of Rome.

　But she doesn't plan to help anymore!

　Run! Run before Rep Man gets here! As for the remaining priests... well... it's okay if they don't know about it for now. It'll just buy her time! She's so smart!

　And then… how do I escape? Where should I go? Flying in the rain at night would easily lead to the Vatican's detection, and if "Rip Man" were to shoot me down, I'd be doomed. I might as well steal a car and escape in the dead of night!

　"Something's happening outside. I need to go out and help. You guys stay here and perform the ritual. Don't move around or make any mistakes."

　After saying this to the voodoo priests with a serious face, she immediately fled into the rain—

　——Unfortunately, the next second, the sky suddenly exploded.

　boom! ! !

　A black shadow tore through the sky, carrying an extremely terrifying impact force, and suddenly fell from the sky at the speed of a falling comet, smashing the roof of the ruins!

　The air was torn apart with a sharp whistling sound, and a strong wind blew up. The thick white rain was pushed away and burned by the overwhelming force of the wind and the scorching fire!

　Her figure is like a meteorite

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　The broken vault was smashed through. Rubble flew everywhere, raising a huge cloud of dust and debris. The earth trembled under the impact, and the shockwaves spread out, knocking all the voodoo priests around the altar to the ground!

　Before the voodoo priests could react or stand up, she casually swept her spear, like a raging wind, severing the waists of the three priests who were about to stand up and cast a spell! A bloody mist exploded, and the broken bodies flew backwards, smashing the stone sculptures beside the altar!

　The remaining voodoo priests turned pale and retreated in terror. Before their spells could be completed, this destructive and violent force shattered all their defenses and courage!

　"Excuse me—"

　The person who rushed into the ruins looked petite, no more than a teenage girl. Her large pink and white dress was particularly dazzling in the night, and a ruffled hat with a red trim perched on her silver hair.

　But the smile on her face was enough to let people know that she possessed earth-shaking power.

　Correspondingly, she had a pair of dragon wings on her back that were larger than her height, flapping slightly, stirring up wind and fire.

　She is a dragon.

　No matter how much she looks like a human girl, she is still a dragon, with the speed and strength of a dragon.

　So "the most beautiful woman in the world" has already started to sweat.

　"——You can't let me succeed (escape) so easily, right?!"

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　Let’s get back to Lady Remina.

　Following Elaine's instructions, she flew out of the Vatican directly, aimed at the ruins of St. Clement's Basilica and crashed into it to save time.

　As soon as she entered, she realized she had lucked out; she had indeed found the right place. She had already knocked a group of voodoo priests to the ground. The faintly glowing, divinely powerful egg on the altar—oh, wasn't that the "cosmic egg" used in the ritual?

　It really takes no effort at all!

　Even so, Lady Remina didn't rush over to smash the eggs. There was another person beside the altar, someone strong enough that she couldn't ignore them.

　She was a small girl, about 1.4 meters tall, with long blond hair and wearing a green voodoo mask. Although she looked delicate and frail, Lady Remina didn't think she was weak at all.

　And the next second, Sister Elaine's voice reached Remina's ears: "Please be cautious, Duchess. This is the leader of the four great powers of the Black Spartacus, the "Most Beautiful" Francesca."

　"She is a great vampire who has existed for at least several hundred years. Even if you are a Dragonborn who is over five hundred years old, please do not underestimate her."

　Elaine remained in Vatican City and didn't actually come out with them—her combat abilities wouldn't have been much help anyway. However, she had Lady Remina bring the rune communication stone made by the Association. With two people in a team, they could communicate instantly, quickly command, and pass on intelligence, leveraging their combined wisdom.

　"Oh—" Lady Remina heard the nun's words and looked at the masked blonde girl. Suddenly, she realized, "You are the 'Most Beautiful' Francesca. I have indeed heard of your name."

　These old monsters had lived in the dark world for centuries. While they might not have actually met or interacted with each other, they had at least heard rumors about each other. It was just that Lady Remina had never left Europe, and the "beautiful Francesca" seemed to have always stayed in America, so they had never met, only heard of each other's reputations.

　but……

　"Meeting is not as good as hearing about her." Lady Remina looked at the little blonde girl and frowned. "Although I can't see your face, no matter how beautiful you are, to like a little girl like you, a king who can be so "captivated by the beauty of a little girl like you"—he must be a lolita complex, right?"

　That being said, the Duchess herself actually looks very young, which makes this statement completely unconvincing. It only makes people wonder what kind of appearance Duke Dracula really likes.

　The little girl with long golden hair—the "beautiful Francesca"—hid her expression behind a green mask. Although she didn't refute, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

　She also recognized Lady Remina in front of her: one of the top masters of the Roman Catholic Church, Dracula's wife and agent (because Dracula himself never left Romania), a dragon from Eastern Europe.

　So... what was she supposed to do now? Fight or flee? If she simply ran, the Dragonborn was clearly faster than she could fly. Baring her ass to Dracula's wife's spear? She was simply tired of living.

　There's no other way... Anyway, let's just give it a try.

　If you can win, then fight!

　If you lose, just adapt!

　Without a word, Lady Remina launched herself forward. Using the swiftness of her dragon wings, she arced through the air, her spear pointed directly at the heart of the captivating young woman!

　At the critical moment, the blonde vampire hurriedly tossed her hair. Her long, beautiful hair, seemingly made of gold, actually transformed into a golden shield in mid-air! Under the fierce impact of the dragon spear, the golden shield actually flew into countless sparks, and the shockwave even caused the entire ruins to fly into stone shatters!

　Deflecting Madame Dracula's relentless spear, she dared not hesitate. With a low growl of anger and shock, she swiftly struck back, her eyes glowing blood red beneath her mask. Gold coalesced into two sharp swords in her hands, and with incredible agility, she slashed fiercely at the rapidly approaching dragon!

　The short blade sliced ​​through the air, heading straight for Lady Remina's flank. Unfortunately, Dracula's wife was already accustomed to such battlefield encounters. She dodged lightly in mid-air, swinging the massive, heavy steel spear in her hand and thrusting back, attempting to push her opponent back.

　Two completely different

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　Contrary forces suddenly intertwined within the shattered ruins: on one side was Lady Remina, Dracula's wife, a dragon force imbued with boundless savagery and arrogance, each of her strikes like a bomb's explosion; on the other, the blonde vampire known as "The Bewitching Queen." Whether through strange magic or supernatural powers, she constantly conjured a variety of golden weapons. The endless, dazzling golden light was truly more captivating than even the beauty herself. Dragon fire and golden light intertwined to create a poignant and beautiful scene.

　After several rounds of fighting, the situation had become somewhat stalemate. But Lady Remina suddenly swung her powerful dragon tail, and with the force of the tail strike alone, she shattered the attack of "The Fall of the Nation"! Flames ignited at her fingertips, and the tip of her spear began to glow. A scorching hot wind roared out with her breath—

　"Here the backbone of the Carpathians is forged!"

　"Seventy thousand dead souls are forged into the tip of my spear!"

　"With the Piercer's wedding ring as a bond,"

　"With dragon blood as the bait, the stake is set up!"

　In a flash, Lady Remina declared loudly, thrusting her spear into the ground. A fiery shockwave instantly swept through the entire ancient ruins hall, and dragon fire instantly engulfed everything!

　The last few voodoo priests didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly vaporized in the raging firestorm. Their bodies turned to charred charcoal as they collapsed in the burning ruins, their broken bones twisting in the flames before burning to ash!

　"The Alluring Beauty" hurriedly raised the golden shield to resist, but found that the edge of the shield had already cracked under the violent blow of the Duchess's dragon tail, and the golden light trembled and scattered.

　She didn't even need a "Rip Man" to force her into this desperate situation. Did she underestimate the Vatican, or overestimate her own abilities?

　That’s not entirely true.

　When the dragonfire dissipated, the battlefield was clear of other minor foe. But Lady Remina drew her spear, her brow furrowing again. The "World Egg" on the altar hadn't been damaged in the slightest by the flames.

　Because the "beautiful Francesca" hadn't been engulfed by the flames yet. Countless liquid gold surged around her skin, transforming into an incredible armor on the outermost layer of her body.

　No matter how your thunder roars or how your flames dance wildly, nothing can shake the immortality made of gold.

　"All right, little girl. It's up to you now."

　So Madam Remina curled her lips and tapped the communication rune stone.

　"What kind of magic is this? What's the principle behind it? Little nun, please use your wisdom!"

　048: Anyway, let’s discuss it first!