บท 62: Fist Fight
"How is this possible? I have no idea what's on with this thing's blood..." Bizinda was at a loss for words, while the two opponents in the arena eyed each other, few aware that the actual minister had casually ditched the whole thing and had someone else standing in for him.
"There is literally no need for me to explain, you can put the pieces together like a big girl" he mocked her.
"But since you aren't, I'll put it into words" he smiled dastardly, thinking back to Dramentia, his yellow-eyed kin for a moment.
This one had gone silent completely ever since Axio had picked up the 'sealed zealot', at least that's what he called himself.
Saying that he would only show up again if some premium flesh and blood was to be in for it.
Anyways, he was thinking about this because he could clearly imagine what he would have said in this situation:
"Explain for the peasants listening in!" and then he would have laughed so hard, that any mortal trying to do the same would suffocate to death.
"It is simple really, we wretches come to be from two ways only, we either burst out of a human shell slaughetered by monsters, the more carnage the more likely to happen-"
"-Or we are born after a male wretch decided to stick the milk tube up a female wretch" he explained calmly.
"Do not call it that" Bizinda rubbed her forehead.
"I, as the epitome of wretches and all other species combined, am not confined by the little rules of 'biology' or 'logic', my tube is functional on any female that can reproduce" he gloated before trailing off.
"Fun fact, I first used this ability a long while ago, to make another wretch to be killed so that some guards would go away and then, bam! I murdered the whole village, stole from them too, except for a little bitch with eyes green like emerald..."
"It worked wonders I am telling you bloodsucker! And this result was just using some deer or something with antlers like that, ate it afterwards alongside the placenta, very satisfying"
"Could you please go to the point?!" Bizinda may be a vampire no stranger to turning people into frail husks but that description was pushing it, the fact that for once, the wretch seemed actually to be enjoying a conversation with her was also quite unsettling, considering the content.
She didn't even bat an eye at the description of this survivor girl he gave, despite having seen someone fitting of it a few times around the royal castle.
"Heh, the thing is that I am always evolving to be better than I already am, so this ability also evolved, alongside another one that allows be to have better influence on my offsprings, however, wretches already realise my superiority without it, so it got another sort of influence" he pointed at the monster taking his place in the arena, who was currently battering his own chest like a gorilla to establish dominance.
"This include multiple things, such as allowing my offsprings to inherit certain aspects of the mother side, it's a bit random though, and also, the most important is the one to combine them into one" just as he said this, Gonas and Motherfucker, for that was this poor things name, kicked of the ground and got up close and personal.
"Motherfucker is the culmination of my hard work to understand all of this, putting together the best aspects of multiple species into a single wretch" he didn't mention the fact that the fusing part could go horribly wrong and that this coupled with utter randomness in various steps resulted in him struggling to produce this single wretch.
He could have settled for less powerful but simpler wretches but Axio didn't approve of mediocrity for his offsprings.
"You truly would do anything to not have to fight anything yourself huh?" remarked the vampire as she rubbed her chin thoughtfully.
She had know that Axiolypito had been gathering various females of nearly every species available lately but she had supposed he was just a horny dog, this made more sense considering his personality though.
The only things he asked assistance with was getting him corpses of new animals and monsters and that, so this was what she had offered him when asking for him to spare Gonas, knowing that he would be producing vampiric wretches amongsts other things was frankly worrying but as long as it was used to bolster the monster army...
She knew that his activities all took place in Rova, since he had dominion over it and even had built a fortress for himself, imagining the sort of scenes inside made her shiver.
But she focused on the fight taking place down there, as far as high level battles went, it was on the less impressive side, at least for the commonfolks who couldn't wrap their heads around particular decisions or battle techniques.
Gonas was as impressive as always when he fought, tearing through everything thrown at him even if his strikes looked slow and weak, the wretch seemed to have been made with this in mind however as its ogre's genes seemed to be on steroids, having access to a regeneration way beyond any ogre Axiolypito should have been able to get his hands on.
Motherfucker wasn't nearly as skilled as Gonas and it showed, although he did have some unexpected finesse and with his defenses and regeneration, he could afford to be dominated at first while figuring things out.
He wasn't the only one preparing his next move however, Gonas's flexibility, unbefitting of an old man like himself suddenly came in full display as he did a split, putting his whole body against the ground, dodging a blow and spinning on his hands, kicking through both of the wretch's knees in a wide arc as if they were made of hot butter.
Not done, his other leg did the same movement but with much less strength, pushing the lower portion of the monster's destroyed legs well away before he could even start falling, preventing his legs from regenerating by sticking back together.
He may be regenerating quickly but missing limbs would still take a while to come back, without his footing he became much easier to hit consecutively, first his lower jaw was blasted away and then his left temple was struck, making his eye nearly pop out of its socket.
However, the wretch wasn't bleeding much, a perk from his father, the same that had allowed Axio to go unnoticed from the sun-walking vampire, by having an abnormally low amount of blood, which was travelling through his body at a snail's pace.
Bizinda turned to the wretch, who didn't seem very worried about his placeholder getting the living shit beaten out of him.
Seeing the vampire staring at him, he just pointed back at the fight.
"Watch"
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