1114: Sangre's True Goal

Sangre's True Goal

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Within the underground area of the Vampire Family City, while Drake fought against Sangre, a small monster made of pure blood crawled around the dirt, digging through it all as it devoured it. Eventually, it reached the farther depths of the underground area of the castle where the Vampire Family resided.

A powerful seal was protecting this area and its treasures, but such a seal was already broken once Red died and the will of the Venerable of Blood was suppressed enough, leaving this monstrous, blood-made slime creature to crawl inside by dissolving the hard rocky walls.

FFRSSSH…

Its slimy body sneaked inside through a tiny hole, finding a place filled with treasures. Gold, weapons, mana crystals of all sorts of elements, and other things. However, the creature had no time to take any of them, it could only grab a certain item.

In the middle of this room, there was a large altar, and atop the altar, a crown made of gold, with two large red-colored crystals imbued into them. Within such crystals, the suppressed soul of the Venerable of Blood, in a slumber, resided.

"Guheheh…"

While Drake was distracted, the slimy creature stretched its body over the crown, encompassing it on its totality. And then, with a distortion on space itself, it disappeared from the spot, the crown was gone.

FLASH!

The monster was summoned through an advanced Space Attribute Spell, in front of a titan covered on red and black metallic scales, sitting over a gigantic throne made of the bones of powerful divine monsters above Rank 9.

Residing within his own Divine Realm far away from the continent of Jotunheim, the real Sangre smiled. He looked into the red-colored mirror in front of him, made completely out of primordial blood, as he saw his Primordial Blood Doppelganger being defeated by Drake.

He narrowed his gigantic, red eyes.

"My little brother truly put a good fight. I never thought he would actually defeat my Doppelganger, after all, it imitates 20% of my power." Sangre said, a smile surged on his sharp jaws, as he looked at the prize his second Primordial Blood Doppelganger brought to him.

Although this one kept the form of a slime made of blood to easily sneak through the underground, while Drake was distracted fighting another, stronger one than this one, which was specifically imbued with skills and spells that would make its stealth abilities completely undetectable by anybody below Rank 10.

Even when the city was filled with Gods above Rank 7, nobody was ever Rank 10, and they were incapable of sensing a single thing. The entire process was flawless… Drake would had been able to stop it, but as of now, he had just finished a desperate battle to protect his life and his family.

Even if he had known about this, he would had felt forced to choose between protecting them or risking it and trying to destroy the doppelganger trying to steal this special divine treasure. He would had always chosen the option to help his beloved ones survive…

"It is sad I was unable to get the biggest pieces of it, you acted smug enough to absorb them in front of me and evolve into a Vampire Dragon… Damn bastard." Sangre sighed, as the blood slime crawled over his body, reaching the palm of his scale-covered hand. "But I still got a good enough prize."

The crown overflowed with a red-colored divine aura. Their power was utterly overwhelming, the same aura that the Venerable of Blood held as he fought Drake and everyone else in the previous battles… only slightly weaker.

"The two last fragments of my father's soul, they're mine to feast on."

Sangre immediately devoured the crown, crushing it with his jaws and swallowing it. Seconds after, the entire power of the crystals was assimilated into his soul and body. The reaction was several times stronger than with Drake, as he was a Vampire Dragon from the very beginning.

The synergy between the soul fragments powers and Sangre's true self, which was immensely powerful, combined, as his aura grew several times stronger. His divine core was glowing with a bright, red-colored divine aura, as his Unique Skill: Vampire Progenitor, was strengthened several times.

"Ahhh, the delicious soul of father is truly a delightful meal for this morning!"

Sangre enjoyed the feeling as he felt every piece of his body flow with this primordial power… yet it was not enough for him to have a breakthrough. To even fathom to reach a Realm such as Rank 11 wasn't within his reach yet, maybe if he had all the fragments…

But Drake stole the rest and either destroyed them or devoured them. It was impossible now to attain the full power of his father… Sangre felt slightly disappointed, yet at the same time, smiled.

Within his soul, another will emerged.

His father's will.

"Sangre… You miserable little beast! You dare devour my soul and think you can get away with it?! I will take over your body, you will become my new vessel!"

Alucard's voice echoed within Sangre's soul, but Sangre simply smiled, confronting him without fear.

"I was once afraid of you, father… I was once your mere slave."

"Huh?"

"But now… I am more than you. You're nothing but a small, memory of the past. Your Era is long gone, and you're just a ghost."

"How dare you…!"

Alucard's Will slowly started to be devoured piece by piece.

Within the black domain that was the interior of Sangre's soul, the eyes of his son glared at him as if he was a mere and pathetic piece of garbage.

"Ngggh…! T-This is… impossible! My power… Why does it not answer me!?"

Alucard panicked.

"I told you, father. I am no longer your pet. I am Sangre, the new Vampire Dragon Progenitor."

"Y-You…! Sangre! Please… Don't do this! I am… this is my last soul fragment, my last piece of will!"

Alucard started begging for his life!

"For the good old times… Nnnggh…! Please… my son!"

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