บท 72: The Final Blood Slash

In the aftermath of the Red Nova and Daimon's miraculous recovery, the grand ballroom was a testament to the chaos that had unfolded. The Vampire Dragon, having witnessed Daimon's incredible resilience, braced itself for what came next.

Daimon, his body mostly healed and his madness undiminished decided it was time to bring an end to the battle that had raged within the grand ballroom. His crimson eyes gleamed with an eerie light as he raised both hands, fingers extended, and pointed them towards the looming Vampire Dragon.

With a fierce shout, Daimon challenged his opponent. "Let's see if you can handle this!"

The Vampire Dragon, sensing the impending danger, reacted with urgency. It surged forward, its massive form hurtling through the smoky air with blinding speed, determined to intercept Daimon's attack before it could be unleashed.