Chapitre 31: No way back
The first thing he did was shoot out a bolt of corrosive spit to test his enemy. However, it was easily dodged.
As the bullet marked the wall behind Helral, Michael charged at the vampire with all the power he could muster up.
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[Mad dance of power LvL 2 (Charge): Increases physical power by 200% per second until having reached 2000%.]
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[Hel'denger: Makes your fists and claws emit a corrosive substance which rapidly makes flesh break down]
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[Hel'Beiner: Can harden bones in your body, increasing impact damage by 200%]
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Halrel smiled when he saw Michael fly at him. Happy to see that this man was of noble nature!
"Good! Then let's make this a duel between gentlemen!"
This time, the vampire did not dodge. Instead, he blocked with the flat part of his blade. Preparing to receive the beast's attack.
And as Michael effortlessly glided through the air, his scaled fist kept creeping closer. Planning to knock into the sword and its wielder. That is until another spit bullet was fired. Causing Halrel to suddenlt reposition his body as to not get hit by the unknown liquid.
An of course, this perfectly timed moment was exactly what Michael needed to get in a solid hit. Violently slamming his balled up fist into not the sword, but the hand which held onto it. Fracturing the very structure making up the vampires fingers and joints, and mashing up his bone marrow into jelly with the chemical secreted from his body.
Shock filled the vampires red eyes as he saw his fingers crack and break. Making the red blood sword dissipate. His regular body had the strength of a vampire and a wendigo, but this was no challenge for Michael, who could tear through it. It must also be noted that this was not at Halrel's strongest form. Not until, of course, he choose to activate the power within his bloodline.
'This is no mere Hel'Slakter. They were never this strong.... Matters not though. For you still lack my speed.'
He took note of this, despite the large thorny fist swinging in his direction. He was sure he could take one before backing off.
Michael did not stop at his his assault, and slammed the other hand into the handsome jaw. Every piece of bone could be clearly seen sinking back. Looking like every fragment created would bend and twisted backwards, like a turtle pulling its head back into the shell.
The fist kept going, rupturing the jade like skin like it was som normal paper bein driver through a ser of saws.
As more of the mass making up his face sank inwars togheter with the black hand, it eventually broke of, sending half of his mashed skull as a new layer of paint for the grey stone wall behind.
Michael wanted to continue his pummeling, but something told him that, even with every singe piece of knowledge or martial art he used in this moment, it was utterly futile.
He jumped backwards, activating the ability which would yield the best results.
[Repeat blink: User does not consume energy or stamina when dodging attacks for 12hours.]
Michael was indeed right. As he glared at the remaining half of the vampires face, something which seemed like a grin started to form as the mucle fibers repaired themselvs togheter with the skull.
"If you did read my notes, then you must know that after fusing with the first product I made, every stat that messures my body has drastically been strenghtened. Such an attack would definitely kill a normal vampi..."
Before he could finish, parts of the parts of the regenerated flesh began to fall of once more. This time, however, it fell on the ground like some boiled soup.
"wHaT dID YoU dO?!"
He tried to scream through the skin which was melting off on his mouth.
Michael did not answer, letting him know that he had a flesh destroying chemical released whenever he hit someone would be bad. And as expected, Halrel did not know much about this race's abilities.
Despite seeing this pitiful sight, Michael did not dare fly at him again. Rather sending a spit bullet at his face while blinded.
However, as the bullet was about to hit, the vampires body teleported, or rather, dashed to the side. Leaving a red streaking afterimage of his body behind.
After the dash stopped, he tore of his melting face, as the cause for this must definitely lay there.
Ripping it off and throwing it to the polished stone floor, he was only left with the frontal part of the skull. Slowly being built up again by the constant regeneration.
"That was two hits, Michael."
His face slowly regained its handsome features as the mouth was the first that plastered itself over the bony jaw, climbing up to the nose and the eyes.
When he was done, the smile once more reappeared, accompanied by the same temtping voice.
"You already used your turn."
His body once more positioned itself towards him like this was some sort of dance off. The legs were a little crossed and he stretched the thin hand towards him openly, as if offering a free swing.
But the only thing which came out there was the same blood red sword.
The vampire licked his lips, the smile even magnified a little as he did, trying to increase the seductive appearance he put on.
"Now, it is my turn."
The vampire flew at him through the familiar red streaks he had just used. The long blade could be seen hacking away space as it came down towards his head. However, Michael did not budge from his spot. Having a feeling this could not be evaded by any means he currently had.
"Farewell, Michael."
As the sword was about to split his brain.
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[Ability activated]
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[Tremor bomber LvL 1: Cause the air to vibrate at an incredible destructive speed through a powerful roar. This will only work when attacker is close enough.]
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"F**** YOU!!!!!!"
Michael's voice was clearly faster than the speed Halrel's sword came at. However, the skill was not a strong enough to do proper damage. It only popped his air drums, and made his nervousystem temporarily overload due to the power shockwave traveling inside his body. Even though Halrel was strong, this was not something one could take unarmed.
He was momentarily stunned, not even having time to cancel out his 'Red dash' and changing direction. That was the flaw of this ability, you could only travel in one direction at the time.
His body was going to fall to the ground, but Michael did not let such a chance leave him. Hammering every single fist into the vampires paralyzed body. Imbuing the corrosive chemical into every strike, making sure this guy stayed down long enough for him to come up with something.
As more and more of his fist landed on the melting vampire. Halrel's body eventually fell down due to being covered and pumped full by that chemical.
Every piece of his body that regenerated slowly fell appart again. And since his clothes were also made out of organic material, they also broke down. His entire body looked like a boiling pan of cheese.
'WHAT IS THIS?! WHEN DID A FAILURE RACE GET SUCH POWER?? I SHOULD HAVE ACTIVATED MY BLOOD ARMOUR!!'
But there was no time to repent. Michael did not stop clawing and ripping his body appart with the black sharp claws. Halrel sometimes tried to activate some sort of armour, but Michaels strenght eventually reached his peak when the [Mad dance of power] made it stop at the 2000% level.
Eventually, after slashin at this guy for who knows how long, a sort of opening on his chest was formed. There was a glowing red heart inside wich pumped furiously. Several dark veins spread out on it like a spider web.
"W..Wait Michael! we can talk about this!"
The heart began talk? This must be the core of all vampires.
He only looked down at the talking throphy in his hand. Shaking his head.
"Did you think I would follow such dum rules when fighting to survive?"
Michael looked at glowing red ball, hearing it's last prayers. He knew if this guy didn't play around he would definitely be dead.
"MICHAEL!!! There are several pieces of my reaserch which you wanted, right? Let me live and I will give them to you!"
"I have several secret potions and books for enhancing essence interpretation and other objects which may help a native like yourself. Let me live and i'll show you where they are!"
He only clicked his dark blue tounge back at it. Planning his answer before it was said out loud.
"I bet Jenkins would find out what you did here anyways.. So I have no use for you."
The heart began to shake from the answer it heard.
"WHAT?! YOU KNOW THAT DAMN ELF?!!!"
Michael did not answer him, only placing the throbbing heart inside his mouth and biting down with his teeth.
When feeling the liquid flow down his power, his system began to alert him.
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[Physique theft activated!]
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[Vampire Physique added]
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[Vampire Physique: You have gained some of the body attributes of a vampire.]
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[New Physique properties added]
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[strengthened regeneration]
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[Long lived:Live longer (unspecified)]
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[New essence affinity gained: blood 0%]
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"So thats what physique theft does. But I don't think I should need to eat the one I defeat?"
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[Ability activated]
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[Genetic storage: Vampire]
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[You do not possess enough genetic codes to fuse. Please collect more samples.]
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"WHAT?! It's the exact same I had before I turned? Or is it, system?"
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"You are useless sometimes."
[Host is welcome!]
Not bothering any more with this, he looked back at the melted corpse of liquid and bones.
"Didn't this guy say he could battle emperor layers? Well, I bet he could beat them head on if serious. But, a single moment of ignorance led to your death."
Michael engraved this into his mind. And then, pulverized every piece of bone left. Making sure nothing funny happened with the remains. He went and found an empty vial and placed some of the blood inside. Mabye Jenkins would find some use for it.
"I should check back at the evolution potion and then get the rest of the notes."
Michael began to walk back towards the room where the vials laid. Standing now before the rusted open locker.
All three were the same. Inhabiting the dusty and small vials was ome blue liquid on the bottom, and red on the top.
"System, what evolutions do I currently possess?"
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[Host has 3/3 Evolutions!]
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[Werebeast: A twisted creature created by mixing several predators into the body of a man. They can transform into inhuman beasts to destroy all who stand in their way, or into regular human beings. Each one is different, as every single one tend to have their own dominant bloodline. They are the creations of Chayah, the lesser goddess of wolfs.]
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[Dragonborn (human form): A man possessing the blood of a dragon. They do not look much different than human, exept the draconic scales covering their largest body parts. They possess good overal strenght, but lean more towards the aspect of spells, as they can more easily learn magic.]
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[Ogre elemental: A type of essence formed ogre which have stronger magical prowess than physical. The are known to have spesific battle dances for each element. Every single Ogre elemental have their own element and dance. They are the creations of the lesser god of power Hel'Nor]
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"Well, I hoped this race would have more to offer, but looks like I was wrong..."
Michael had grown fond of the Hel'Slakter, as it had proven to be very well suited for him.
He looked back at one of vials, remembering what was written in the vampires records.
"I want to drink it, but Jenkins should know more about such than me. There is also the possibility I become half wendigo... And that guy didn't even drink it when he woke up despite how successful I should be.."
He quickly threw the vials into the storage ring alongside the rest of the documents and some weird potions.
"I have pretty much emptied this place of all valuables. I did not find the books that vampire talked about, but having the opportunity to complete this bloodline is much more desirable anyways."
Michael gave this place a last glance before leaving, blocking the entrance with a boulder he found.
He once more traversed the ashy and fallen grasslands. Feeling the morning sun hit his skin as it ascended above the clouds. Even such a desolate place held some beauty in it.
"I have a bad feeling... Did something mabye happen while I was away?"
He did not dwell on this thought, only beginning to walk away.
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