[A click sounded]

[That was the sound of sharp weapons colliding]

After exhaling, he pulled out an iron weapon from his cloak.

"...This aura...True Ancestor? It smells like a disgusting agent, yet it exudes the aura of a True Ancestor..."

[A gleam in the vampire's ghostly eyes]

[Words were squeezed out of his throat like a gasp, as if he had almost forgotten that he had lived as a living being until now.]

[The voice is filled with pain]

"You dead disciples are but food for the True Ancestor. And you, it seems, are a barbarian who can't even control yourself. In this world where I don't exist, you, the twenty-seventh ancestor, are also regressing.

I am the King of the True Ancestors—Morlan Brunstad. Barbarians, tell me your name.

You no longer hide your identity

You reveal the golden eyes that belong only to the True Ancestors. A powerful pressure pours out, multiplying the vampire's pain.

"——Flofo Archangel."

【Flofu announces his name to you】

[This name is still very unfamiliar]

"The other person must be an ancestor born after your death as a True Ancestor. It's only natural that you don't have any impression of him."

[Although you know most of the Moon World plot]

[But I'm not confident enough to say I've mastered everything]

"So, you, rude fellow, are you going to stand in my way? Even though you know my identity? Or are you the kind of guy who wants to gain fame by killing the True Ancestor?"

You don't want to waste too much time here.

Rather than killing Zu and obtaining the Principle Blood Ring within him, you want to meet Elquet and Eltluki as soon as possible.

【It is best not to fight】

"...Reputation is but a thing I keep hidden deep within my heart. I come only to plunder...what I desire...This town has been defiled by snakes, and it would be contrary to my creed to burn it down."

【Flofo is like talking to himself】

[His consciousness itself is in pain and madness, so establishing a dialogue like this is truly incredible]

"Well, so, third-rate Dead Apostles are troublesome..."

You couldn't help but sigh.

[It can be seen that Frofu is incompatible with the Principle Blood Ring in his body. He probably stole the Principle Blood Ring by murdering his ancestor.]

[In other words, he himself does not have the temperament to be a patriarch]

[The Principle Blood Ring is equivalent to the ancestral crown]

[Not every Dead Apostle is capable of wearing the crown. To inherit the ancestral blood ring, one must have at least a thousand years of heritage.]

Otherwise, it will only end in self-destruction.

[This is the reason why Frofu feels pain all the time. When he accepts the Principle Blood Ring, he also collapses.]

[It will take several decades]

He will meet his end.

“…I have a sense of being a wild thing.

True Ancestor——Give me your heart!"

【Flofo's eyes widened】

The river of fire surges around him.

[Space is distorted by the overflowing curse. This guy is more dangerous than Krom'kure.]

You wave your hand and disperse the flames.

[The breath of the star transformed into a sharp blade, tearing through the air and slashing towards Frofu.]

[Flofo wields the weapon in his hand]

[He used this weapon to cut the woman in two]

[It looks like a long sword, but the blade is like a hatchet]

Boom——! !

[Head-on impact from the breath of the star]

Even if you block part of the attack with a hatchet, you still can't avoid all the damage.

[Tick, tick...]

[His arms were exposed to deep wounds that could be seen to the bone]

【But it was only for a moment】

[The arms that were torn apart by the breath of the stars were healed in the blink of an eye by the spilled blood.]

【Vampires only need blood】

Then, they are immortal.

[The Twenty-Seven Ancestors have even more life reserves. Killing them all requires preparation for a long battle.]

Of course, you are not worried at all.

With thousands of years of experience in hunting True Ancestors, you should be able to handle the twenty-seventh Ancestor with ease.

【At this moment, you are a hunter】

[This crazy white wolf is the prey four].

Chapter 81: The Vampire's Wail [Please give me flowers! Please give me a monthly pass!]

[Although Flofo is a veteran]

[But compared to you, who have crossed countless battlefields beyond human intelligence, he is just a fledgling child.]

[Regardless of experience, performance, or tactics—you and he are completely on a different plane.]

[The only advantage Frofu has is his immortality as Twenty-Seven and his powerful Principle Blood Ring.]

“Hoo-uh-hoo!”

Flofo's breathing became disordered.

His pale and sickly face was engraved with a more painful and profound depression than before.

[However, you are like a lion stalking its prey]

[Adhering to calmness and grace, he approaches the white wolf step by step, using his fangs and claws to gradually narrow the safety circle.]

【Finally, he has nowhere to hide】

[Using the baptismal black keys and the claws imbued with the breath of stars, you defeated Frofu to pieces. Anyone can see that this was an overwhelming victory.]

[It can be said that there is no suspense at all]

[Again and again, the sound of impact continues to echo]

“Gu—Aa ...

[Flofo roared]

The raging fire seemed to be responding to his anger.

[The fire, more than ten meters high, was like a river]

[Dozens of tributaries split off instantly]

[Flofu blocks all your escape routes with raging fire, and the scorching cage swallows you up like a tsunami.]

[Perhaps, ordinary agents encounter this situation]

[It will be burned to ashes]

[It's impossible for humans to survive in temperatures of thousands of degrees. You just don't fit that category—]

"Yeah, it's a bit hot~"

Moran swung his arms and broke the flames.

He has the blood ring of the principle of being a true ancestor in his body.

The blazing fire created by magic basically had no effect on his body.

Not only is it resistant to fire magic.

Even magic like Kabbalah, Black Magic, Rune and the like.

The same principle applies.

The wall of fire was torn apart by your hand.

The only thing that may bother you is that the Black Key blade cannot withstand such high temperatures.

Even though your body is not afraid at all

[But the blade of the Black Key will dissolve in an instant]

[I can't deal with Flofo like I did with Kromkure. I have to use other methods to end him.]

[Your offensive has caused Frofu to retreat step by step]

His fatal injuries continue to accumulate

[Plus, every time you attack, you will use the blood-sucking skill, which will speed up his blood consumption.]

[If he continues to consume his blood like this, Flofo will eventually be drained of all his blood, and that will be the time for him to die.]

"stop--!"

[Flofo begs for mercy from his throat]

Like a child who lost a game and threw a tantrum, his original skill with the hatchet was lost.

[To shake off the you who is equivalent to fear]

He swung the hatchet around aimlessly, looking so awkward that it was unbearable to watch.

“It’s so cold—so cold—here, it’s so cold—!!”

[Accompanied by a shrill whine]

[Flofu uses blood to jump dozens of meters high]

He must be trying to escape.

【As a hunter, you will not let go of your prey】

You pinned his shadow with the Black Key, then struck him down with a giant claw made of star breath.

Rumble——! !

[Push him to the ground like a bug]

【It’s time to end】

[For you, this is just another Dead Apostle hunt without any surprises, and the process is completely uneventful.]

Boring and dull

[It's just like a massacre]

“Gu-ah!”

【Flofo's expression is painful and sick】

【But, there is something strange】

You captured this point keenly.

[His expression wasn't about fear of death, but more about fear of something within himself.]

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