Chapter 126
Chapter 126
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 126
Chapter Title: Sacred Blood (1)
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⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Acquiring new vampire factors. Due to the effect of the special skill 「Hybrid Evolution」, the individual's physical abilities have been enhanced. Heinz lightly stroked his chin at the message floating before his eyes.
‘This seems to be the first time it’s triggered in Outerica.’
「Hybrid Evolution」 was a skill that pursued evolution by collecting various vampire factors, making it essentially an ability tailored for Earth—a place where vampires from countless dimensions converged.
This time it had activated since it was his first time preying on a vampire outside the Brocoslak bloodline, but because they hailed from the same dimension, the changes weren’t particularly dramatic.
Of course, it was still better than nothing.
“Then, shall we get moving?”
With Heinz himself returned, the situation was as good as decided.
‘Absorbing Yufershy’s forces outright would be too much—they’re simply too large. To merge smoothly, I’ll need to trim them down a bit first.’
Of course, using 「Purified Blood Essence」 would prevent any rebellion from them, but for easier management, it was more convenient to side with the Brocoslak faction.
‘On top of that, I need to restock the blood essence I burned through hunting that Mad Dragon. Cannibalism isn’t a total loss.’
And it would serve as excellent nourishment for those who would soon become his limbs.
Heinz licked his lips subtly, as if facing a lavish feast, then quietly slipped into the battlefield.
The operation—carried out beyond perception using 「Stealth」, 「Invisibility」, and even 「Mystery of Blood」—was exceedingly covert.
By the time the Yufershy Clan sensed something amiss, the situation had already spiraled irreversibly.
And that fallout began chaining into the other battles as well.
The site where Frigia Brocoslak and Theodor Yufershy clashed.
Boom—!
The tip of a parasol brimming with blood qi stabbed in sharply, and the moment it was deflected, a leg clad in pointed heels whipped out like a lash.
Theodor dodged the attack, then swung a razor-sharp blood whip to force Frigia back, his expression grave.
He had prided himself as the pinnacle among True Bloods, so he possessed the insight to recognize that her power had temporarily surged due to the barrier’s influence.
Thus, after personally experiencing her destructive force, reaction speed, and blood qi manipulation several times, he reluctantly faced reality.
‘There’s external aid from that energy, sure, but this can’t be explained by that alone. She’s several tiers above my expectations in every aspect. The Brocoslak Clan couldn’t have been this strong.’
He’d assumed even Mulro Brocoslak, their former lord, wouldn’t last long against him—and now to be stalled by Frigia, whom he ranked below her? It stung his pride considerably.
But the current crisis left no room for ego.
‘Why has it come to this? What the hell is going on...!’
The Purebloods, who had been holding their own, were collapsing helplessly one after another.
Too focused on his own fight to check, he now saw their numbers visibly thinned.
‘When did we get pushed back this far?’
Unforeseen events kept piling up, far beyond their initial plans, giving him a throbbing headache.
In the midst of it, he spotted something off about the Brocoslak side: under Mulro’s lead, they were suppressing the Yufershy Purebloods, now down to less than half.
‘What are they scheming now? Taking hostages for negotiations?’
Even in this dire strait, Theodor clung to one hope—
Bisc Yufershy prevailing in the Sacred Blood clash.
That would flip the board entirely.
Perhaps they were bracing for it too?
But the moment such optimistic thoughts crossed his mind.
A chill—
Sensing someone suddenly targeting him with malice.
He forcibly shook off the charging Frigia, retreated, and warily eyed the direction his instincts pointed.
“Sharp senses. So it won’t be that easy, huh.”
No need to hide now that he’d been spotted, it seemed.
A ghostly figure materialized from thin air in the spot he’d been watching.
Theodor didn’t recognize the face, but...
“Lord! You’ve finally arrived!”
Frigia’s reaction revealed the intruder’s identity.
“...The current lord of the Brocoslak Clan?”
The enigmatic powerhouse who’d ousted Mulro Brocoslak, seized the clan, and absorbed him along with the old guard into his fold.
Only then did he grasp the root of this rapid unraveling—and ground his teeth.
And the culprit he’d pegged, Heinz 2nd, eyed him right back, sizing him up.
‘This is Theodor Yufershy, the clan’s second-in-command.’
He’d already mopped up the Purebloods, chatted briefly with Mulro, and headed here.
Along the way, he’d gleaned info on this one: essentially, he occupied a position akin to Mulro’s now.
The one handling all operations under the absolute existence known as a Sacred Blood.
In short, a talent essential to swallow the Yufershy Clan whole—one he needed to win over.
‘With Mulro around, Brocoslak was a breeze. Yufershy’s bigger, so I absolutely need their operations chief.’
As his forces grew, competent subordinates became indispensable.
No leader could micromanage forever, after all.
“That’s right. I’m the lord of the Brocoslak Clan.”
Heinz met his gaze and curved his lips into a faint smile.
Satisfied, he nodded as Mulro—who’d finished his assigned tasks—approached.
“And soon, I’ll be yours too.”
“What nonsense...!”
A true king set the organization’s course and handled capable underlings well—that was enough.
That was the royal path he pursued.
A magnanimous sovereign who co-opted even enemy talent when needed.
“I don’t know what tricks you’re pulling, but it won’t go your way...”
“Mulro, Frigia.”
““Yes, Lord!””
“Seize him.”
Of course, the subject’s consent wasn’t required in the co-opting process.
He was king, after all.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The three Yufershy True Bloods clashing with Hari quickly realized things were going south.
How could they not? The balances in battles everywhere were abruptly shattering, resolving in an instant.
“Kahaha! Was fun while it lasted—too bad! Let’s wrap this up, friends!”
At his taunting words, the True Bloods exchanged glances.
Stay passive, and Brocoslak reinforcements would crush them helplessly.
No choice left now but one path.
“Go!”
“Hup—!”
Two of them, eyes locked in resolve, charged Hari simultaneously.
Desperate to tie him down.
But the one most confident in durability hung back from that fight, launching straight toward the Sacred Bloods’ domain.
Crackle—!
A vicious space roiling with intense sparks and energy.
Even Hari, defenses maxed, would be pulverized if he intruded there.
Stepping in meant risking fatal wounds.
‘And with me—the vanguard—gone, those two won’t hold the monster long.’
It was tantamount to losing all three True Bloods’ power.
Even if Bisc Yufershy gained a temporary edge, Hari’s intervention could flip it back—which was why he’d hesitated.
But now, the tide made comebacks unlikely.
What else could he do? This was it.
Steeling himself, he cloaked his body in blood and blood qi, poised to enter the Sacred Bloods’ realm.
“Can’t let you do that.”
“...What?”
Someone approached at blinding speed beside him, who’d been barreling forward single-mindedly.
And.
Boom—!
A massive impact sent his body flying sideways, tumbling across the ground.
“Guh, you bastard...!”
Naturally, his attacker was none other than—
The balance-breaker darting everywhere since arriving, detonating fights left and right: Heinz 2nd.
“That’s the main course over there. Still marinating—I’d like to let it simmer a bit longer.”
Incomprehensible words.
The True Blood glanced around; the situation remained hopeless.
The Pureblood melee was over, and Theodor Yufershy appeared subdued.
“Kahaha! Where you going? Get back here! One more bite!”
“Gurk! You mad monster!”
“What! You can eat me, but I can’t eat you?”
Without him, the other two wouldn’t last against the monster either.
‘I have to do something.’
Reverse the board before they fully crumbled.
As he sought any opening...
“Y’know, no matter how I slice it, Yufershy has too many True Bloods. More strong forces is good, sure, but it feels excessive. Factions might even form—troublesome.”
More baffling mutterings drifted over softly.
“So... before devouring the Sacred Blood, one True Blood as an appetizer should be fine, right?”
And.
With a sinister grin, Heinz’s fangs gleamed sharply.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Hari’s intrusion had thrown a wrench in things, but Bisc Yufershy regained the upper hand against Briki.
She hadn’t been at full strength from the start, so even after trading blows, his advantage held firm.
But that was then.
The escalating chaos around him eroded his composure.
“Oh my, your focus is slipping.”
“...Shut it.”
“You were yapping about has-beens earlier, and now you clam up? Hard to adjust. Family trouble at home or something?”
“Brocoslak...”
Twitching brows and grinding teeth.
Clear signs of frayed nerves, but nothing more he could do.
Rescue the inept subordinates? Rip the barrier and flee solo?
Either demanded heavy exertion—and the woman glaring fiercely before him wouldn’t allow such a lapse.
‘How did it come to this? How the hell...’
Everything had been smooth during planning.
Cross-verified Oath of Reverse Heaven intel, assumed max enemy strength, brought more.
To end it bloodlessly and seize the outpost.
‘We overprepared, no doubt— so what’s this mess?’
Bisc’s mind raced faster than usual in crisis, yielding five conclusions.
First, never expected a Sacred Blood Brocoslak here.
Second, Brocoslak Clan’s overall level had equalized upward.
Third, Theodor’s pointless ploy let an unknown monster crash the party.
Fourth, the new Brocoslak lord’s prowess exceeded expectations.
And fifth...
‘Those Oath of Reverse Heaven bastards who promised aid in emergencies—what the fuck are they doing?!’
This was that emergency, yet silence from the ones who’d first proposed it.
At this rate, he and Yufershy Clan were done!
‘Did they ditch us? A trap? Was I... duped?’
Bisc could only conclude as much.
For unknown reasons, they’d abandoned this side for Brocoslak.
But contrary to his thoughts, Oath of Reverse Heaven had dispatched reinforcements.
Quite powerful elites, perfect for the crisis.
Yet those reinforcements couldn’t even enter the capital, let alone Duke Bright’s domain.
And the reason was, of course—
“Kehahaha! To come straight to me—saves me the trouble.”
“Guh! Why is the Immortal King here...!”
—because Hans, the Immortal King fixated on Talaria via 「Eye of the Abyss」, had spotted them.
Over twenty operatives trapped in the barrier, engulfed by seething darkness on the ground, unconscious.
No demon-kin could evade his direct scrutiny.
Thus, excluding Briki—the prime reason for Yufershy’s initial failure—causes two through five all traced back to one being.
Of course, no one in this world could know that.