Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

Vampires are actually a rather miserable race.

Their appearance is extremely similar to that of humans, but they have the characteristic that they must absorb the blood of creatures of other races in order to survive. If they are exposed to the sun for too long, their bodies will be completely carbonized and die.

Normally, if these are the only defects, there is no big problem.

After all, no race is perfect, and every race has some minor flaws to a greater or lesser extent.

However, the most fundamental problem of vampires is not their characteristics, but their weak strength.

Moreover, not only is he weak, he also does not have the protection of the God of Creation.

It is precisely because of their weak strength that they cannot open their stomachs and suck the blood of other races.

What if you replaced these vampires with the fighting power of those crazy Flügels?

Doesn’t that mean every family member has a special blood-sucking place? If you want to eat something, just go and order a buffet.

Swallow the grapes in your mouth completely.

"Forget it."

"If vampires stop sucking blood, what are they still called vampires? They might as well just be exterminated as a genus."

Vitan said something quite terrifying in a calm tone.

It was fortunate that there was no vampire standing in front of him, otherwise he would have been frightened to death after hearing what he just said.

"So, sucking blood becomes a necessary process to increase strength."

"Filling with normal food can achieve a state of fullness."

"It's fine to extend the night, but they don't have the qualifications."

"Also, completely erase the fact that prolonged exposure to sunlight will cause death."

As mentioned before, as he holds the Star Cup, the operation of this world is in his hands.

What can be done is not just to arbitrarily change the topography and composition of the planet.

All life born in this world is also under his control.

This feeling is similar to that of the Omni-King in the Dragon Ball world.

Now, even if he wants the world to start evolving again and return to its original state of chaos, he can do it.

Changing the habits of a vampire is a piece of cake.

"I see."

Black Rabbit nodded, keeping the response to this matter in mind.

"So what's next for other races?"

He changed his position and lay directly on Black Rabbit's thighs wrapped in black stockings. He ignored Black Rabbit's completely flushed face and continued to enjoy Black Rabbit's meticulous service.

"Forehead……"

After hesitating for a second, Hei Tu suppressed her embarrassment and spoke.

"There are some. The Flügel are very dissatisfied with your request for them to change their habit of collecting heads, and they request that you revoke this ban."

Speaking of the Flügel.

The current Flügel are like Artosh’s final instructions to his wings.

Although Artosh's death made the Flügel extremely depressed and made them think of committing suicide collectively, it was almost happening just as it was said.

However, with Artosh's words, they finally chose to obey.

Now everyone has returned to the gathering place of the Flügel.

An organization exactly the same as in the original story was formed, with Azrael, the strongest Flügel today, as the Speaker.

“So, that guy Azriel really gave this to me?”

Vitan sneered.

It was indeed he who gave the order. He did not have the same unconventional hobbies as Artosh and the Flügel, who liked to keep the heads in their homes as collections.

You know, a few days ago, when he first landed in Avant Heim and saw the Flügel's base, he was almost sickened.

It can only be said that the evil taste of these guys in displaying heads is no less than that of some ancient demons with special fetishes.

He had actually seen this kind of scene in the homes of some demons with special fetishes.

Preserve the last side of your opponent before his death.

The method of preservation is also extremely crude, using only the simplest magic to keep the corpse as fresh as possible.

In short, that foul smell...

Anyway, Vitan can't accept it at all. It's okay for girls to fight and kill each other, but it doesn't matter if the means are cruel and bloodthirsty.

But how can this be the case at home?

He was planning to come back later, but there was a room full of heads. How could he do anything?

Therefore, he immediately ordered that all the Skywing species must throw away their collections, and then left.

After that, I didn’t care about the subsequent developments, nor did I pay too much attention to it.

I just didn't expect that after such a long time, not only has the matter not been completely dealt with, but they even dared to submit it in the form of a report.

"It seems to me that Miss Azriel is trying to cause you some trouble."

This time, Black Rabbit really didn't even hesitate and spoke directly.

Without him.

It was really because she was facing Azrael at that time, and Azrael's expression was too obvious.

So much so that even though she had not reached a very high level in the skill of 'reading people's expressions', she could see through it easily.

"It seems that her resentment towards me is still quite deep."

He stretched out his hand, casually pulled a piece of grass from the grass next to him, and held it in his mouth.

Then, within a few seconds, he opened his eyes.

The thin lips moved slightly.

"Well, even if it's you, if there's nothing important and you come to me during my precious study time, I'll be a little angry."

A beam of dazzling white light whizzed directly over and landed accurately in front of Vitan and Black Rabbit.

The person who came was none other than Jibril, who had been taken as Vitan's concubine.

This young lady was very satisfied with the way the Flügel were handled after the war.

Unlike other Flügels who are full of resentment and even malice.

She was satisfied with Artosh's current ending.

There is no doubt that she has great respect for her creator, Artosh.

However, she is also the only one among all the Flügel who can truly understand what Artosh is thinking and what he wants.

She knew very well that what her creator wanted was never useless titles like the strongest or invincible.

What the Creator really wants is a being that can challenge Him, or even defeat Him.

It is for this reason that she, as an extra individual, came into being and existed.

That's why she can act so normal.

Because she understood that even though her creator's spirit was pierced and he was defeated, he must be very satisfied and left with a smile.

It’s not like she hasn’t thought about returning to live with the Flügel.

But, at this point in time, even Senior Azriel, who had perverted thoughts about her, would have a lot of resentment towards her.

That's why she chose to continue living here in Vitan.

(Well, part of the reason is that Vitan has all the records of all races, and Radix is ​​the "True Encyclopedia".)

(Well, this is definitely a secondary reason.)

The reason why she showed this attitude was because, as she said, this time was her precious reading time.

There was no way. Thanks to someone, she had to be pressed on the bed all night and she really didn't have time.

"Of course I have something to do with you."

"It won't take up any of your time. Once the work is done, I'll give you a day off tonight."

He lay on Black Rabbit's legs without getting up, and even Vitan raised his own legs.

When Jibril heard Vitan say this, her eyes lit up.

"In that case, I will listen to you and do my best."

For her, as long as the time she spends absorbing knowledge does not decrease, she can accept it.

Even if she had done it faster, she could have had more rest time today.

When she thought of this, Jibril's expectations were rising sharply.

"Go back to your Flügel's capital."

"Go to Azriel's room and show me if her room is clean."

"Ok?"

Jibril raised her eyebrows, not knowing what was going on.

Black Rabbit, who had guessed what Vitan was going to do, immediately waved her hand towards Jibril and, a little shyly, told Jibril the whole story.

Jibril immediately understood what it meant, and the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, revealing a happy smile on her face.

"I see. I will definitely report back truthfully."

But then, her eyes blinked mischievously.

“But what if Azrael-senpai didn’t tidy up his room at all, and it’s still full of ‘collections’?”

"puff!"

He spat out the grass in his mouth and a playful smile appeared on Vitan's face.

"If she hasn't cleaned it up yet, then you can help."

"If her room isn't clean when I go there later."

He stood up directly from Black Rabbit's thighs, and Black Rabbit immediately stood up as well, helping Vitan to remove the few strands of grass that were stuck on his body.

"When the time comes, you'll have to take care of it on your own."

In response, Jibril just sneered in return.

“Don’t worry, Azriel-senpai’s room will definitely be clean.”

★ The Little Garden, the beginning of the final trial (Part 3) ★

Chapter 4 k Return to the Garden

At the headquarters of Samsara Paradise, the faint blue light of fire illuminates the dim basement.

Silently, strands of colorful painted lines suddenly appeared on the blank wall, and before long, the shape of a door was outlined on the wall.

Then, the energy fluctuations stabilized.

The light gradually dispersed, revealing the original appearance of the interior.

It was a silver-white door.

A door that is the same as the silver-white door next to this silver-white door.

"Crack——!"

The sound of a door being pushed open suddenly rang out, followed by Vitan, Black Rabbit, and Jibril, who was particularly curious about this world and had to be the first to come to this world.

Looking at this familiar scene, Vitan also let out a breath.

"It seems like a long time has passed, but I'm finally back."