CHAPTER 516: EPILOGUE 7 (1/2)
“Katherina, seems like I have to borrow your power once again… I guess it’s our power now…” As he watched the pool of blood fly ominously towards him, Aques Lumen didn’t seem worried in the slightest, muttering to himself in a daze as if this whole matter did not concern him.
He reached into his clothes with his right hand. There hung a silvery pendant in the shape of a sword, which he took off and stabbed into his forehead without any hesitation…
An instant later, a wound opened up on his forehead, leaking a trail of blood. However, this blood wasn’t flowing as it normally would. It was a lot slower than one would expect. In fact, they were forming into scales, lining up the entirety of his face in an orderly fashion!
All it took was a second for his otherwise handsome face to be covered up. Yet from that instant forth, Aques Lumen was no longer a Human. Or rather, he wasn’t a pure Human. His body started to give off the distinctive aura of a Devil; his face started to have Devilish features as well.
A set of strange blue tattoos started to streak across his face. The kind normally found on Mo Ke’s left face. However, Aques Lumen’s tattoos extended down into his body as well, from the wound on his forehead down to to his toes!
As for that pendant, it was now fully embedded in his flesh like an accessory…
Territory: Phantasm of Love!
Just as his transformation finished, the Overlord Vampire reached his position. However, Aques Lumen did not show the slightest bit of anxiety. He neither drew his sword or even lifted a finger. He merely eyed the Overlord Vampire, crimson pupils glowing with a strange light.
“Phantasm!”
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An odd change came over the Overlord Vampire at that point. He was but a breath away from the Demon Hunter, yet all of a sudden, he flew past Aques Lumen and charged right at the Overlord Were who was still fighting with those shadows…
He rammed head first into the Overlord Werewolf, catching an unfortunate spirit wolf in his blood pool. The poor spirit only had time to whimper once before it was instantly reduced to bubbles in the blood pool like it had been dissolved by acid.
“Blasted Vampire, are you betraying us now?!” The Overlord Were was furious at having suddenly lost a major portion of his fighting force. He swiped at the oddly-behaving Vampire with the full force of an Overlord. With this level of power, even a simple claw swipe could interfere with the laws of the world. That was why when it came into contact with the blood pool, it did not dissolve like the spirit wolf. Yet at the same time, the Overlord Vampire wasn’t really affected either.
“Hmph! Can you be any less moronic?” The Overlord Werewolf chided the Vampire, miffed but clearly accepting of his reason. After all, they had formally joined forces to achieve their shared goals. Not to mention the fact that there was still a third force consisting of that Death Knight and that Lich. The battle was still going favorably as well; there was no reason for the Vampire to turn on them now. His reason was honestly the only reason that made sense in this context.
“Mongrel! You dare insult the noble Bloodkin?!” Ever the haughty race in general, the Overlord Vampire couldn’t help but fall back into the trope of his race’s insufferable arrogance, even if he was the one at fault to begin with. The Vampires had always seen themselves as being nobler than every other race in this world, and that included the boorish Werewolves. The fact that their ancestor was even able to trick a bunch of Werewolves into serving them as Lycans just proved their point further.