Chapter 300
Chapter 300
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 300
Chapter Title: Vampires, Fairies, and Experimental Subjects (1)
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Krroooom!
Harley, in the thick of battle, casually glanced around.
Something feels off... creepy. Could there be more traps?
But his senses didn't pick up anything unusual.
Just like at the start, only the Reverse Heaven Society members and Dracul's gang swarmed around him like mayflies.
Still, I can't ignore Harley's instincts. Better stay on guard.
Even as he scanned his surroundings, his body—multitasking as naturally as breathing—continued the fight without missing a beat.
Thud—Skreee!
A heavy stomp echoed as a log-thick forearm swung, its five razor-sharp claws mercilessly shredding the air.
Instinctual savagery fused with intelligent technique.
His body was overwhelmingly powerful even on autopilot, but now that he understood the principles of martial arts and wielded them actively, calling him a walking disaster was no exaggeration.
Fwosh—!
"Grrgh—this monster...!"
"Kuh! Don't get reckless! Salman! Is it still far?"
"Damn it! What kind of freakish body is that?! How much resistance does it even have...!"
Even so, the fight wasn't as straightforward as he'd hoped.
No matter the vast gap in their realms, his opponents were transcendent powerhouses who had broken their limits.
And with the support of numerous high-ranking vampires, each boasting unique skills and abilities, it was only natural.
They've brought out some top-tier talent. They're really invested in this operation.
Harley locked eyes with the battered foes glaring at him and tilted his head sideways.
He'd taken down plenty of vampires so far, but it still wasn't enough to satisfy him.
He needed to prioritize eliminating the Reverse Heaven Society underlings, but the transcendent ones were playing it safe, dragging things out.
Maybe I was wrong to hold back just to prevent info leaks. This isn't the time to skimp.
He might have underestimated them.
If even one slipped away here, that would be the real loss.
After all, the number of powerhouses defined a faction's influence—better to cull the Reverse Heaven Society's as much as possible while he could.
"Keh—heh, no helping it."
With the board set this far, playing it safe any longer was pointless.
Hiding his hand now felt like excessive greed.
"What are you planning now...!"
"Stay alert! Don't rush in...!"
Did they sense something from Harley's reaction?
As his enemies tensed up...
Thump—
The Seed of Madness embedded in his body pulsed, sending madness surging wildly through his veins.
Powered by it, the Brand of the Fighting King glowed beneath his crimson scales, while blazing Bio-Aura enveloped him like roaring flames.
"Wait, that energy signature...!"
"Falcon! Shields up, now...!"
The next instant.
With fingers dug into the ground like ten claws, he coiled and—
Kra-boom—KABOOM!
"Kuhahaha!"
—exploded forward like a rocket toward his foes.
"So fast...!"
"...!"
Some unknown force tried to constrict him, but it was futile.
The mad aura flowing over his dragon scales resisted external energies, while the brand's mysticism ignored hostile anomalies, bolstering his inner power.
Splatter!
A vampire rushing in to intervene shattered like glass with a casual swipe.
No regeneration could save something that pulverized.
Bang—!
Harley's talon, now twice its original size, clashed against the air.
It was the hammer warrior's defensive ability—the key to the Reverse Heaven group's survival so far.
A single blow spiderwebbed cracks from the point of impact, but that brief moment gave the transcendents time for countermeasures.
Up until now, that is.
With his mind made up, hesitation was gone.
Harley's massively developed jaws yawned wide.
Its jagged, saw-like teeth gleamed ferociously—and
Crunsh!
—bit straight through the barrier in his path.
"What the hell?!"
Gluttony, which granted massive buffs to acts of consumption.
Infused with madness energy, its destructive power reached another level entirely, ripping a gaping hole in the invisible shield.
From there, it was smooth sailing.
Crrrrunch! Kra-k!
The demolished barrier behind, a gaping maw of fangs approaching fast on a muscular behemoth.
The grotesque sight evoked primal terror, yet the battle-hardened veterans reacted with seasoned precision.
The hammer warrior swung his massive weapon head-on; a female swordsman with an eerie longsword aimed for his rear; a martial artist plummeted from above like a meteor, backed by surviving vampires.
Until moments ago, Harley might have paced himself carefully, but now that he'd committed fully, none of that mattered.
Vmmm—
With an emerald glow erupting from his left eye, Jewel Eye: Coercion activated.
A colossal surge of madness-substituted energy incinerated in an instant, generating immense physical force that restrained everyone nearby.
"Kuh?!"
"What is this...?"
Of course, their own lofty realms meant the coercion didn't last long, but for Harley, that split-second was plenty.
Thoom—
"Gahk!"
A brutal strike exploiting the opening sent the hammer warrior flying like he'd been hit by a dump truck.
He'd managed to block with his hammer at the last second, but it barely mattered.
Harley's real goal was just beginning.
Take this one out fast.
In the next hyper-accelerated instant.
Harley's fists and the warrior's hammer intertwined in a dazzling frenzy.
Hammer met fist in explosive impacts; claws scraped the long haft, sparking wildly.
Roooar—
The warrior's allies joined late but piled on support.
The eerie sword sliced into his dragon scales, carving deep wounds; the martial artist unleashed shockwaves to shove him back...
But Harley, with near-immortal regeneration, couldn't care less.
He fixated solely on the hammer warrior, charging relentlessly.
With the flow turned so decisively, the outcome was inevitable.
"No!"
"Falcon!"
Even with allies' aid, the hammer warrior lost his weapon, his throat seized.
"One down."
"Gurk!"
Snap!
Ignoring all interference, Harley wrenched the prize in his grip clean off.
And that.
Signaled the start of the massacre.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The ultimate evolved lifeform, Harley.
Its origin traces back to right after Hans the demi-lich and Heinz 2nd the vampire purged the Blood Alliance hardliners.
From a Reverse Heaven Society executive they captured, Hans first encountered the Ruler in his mental world.
There, Hans gleaned memories revealing their Korean hideout, raided it, and seized various documents...
Among them: the "Complete Evolution Organism Project" and samples of "Predatory Dragon's Dragon Blood."
The Doctor, swamped with multiple studies, had deliberately spread this theme across branches to spark competition, hoping for fresh perspectives.
A firm believer that scientific progress stemmed from exchange, he ignored potential data leaks.
He was convinced no one—or everyone combined—could surpass him.
If someone advanced it with a flash of genius, all the better; it'd fuel his own work, and he'd be the one to perfect it...
Or so he'd thought.
Crunch crunch cruuunch—
The Doctor gnawed his nails bloody, eyes bloodshot as he stared at the hologram footage, heedless of the dripping blood.
No, with his Eye of Truth fully focused, he had no mental bandwidth left for anything else.
"...Added elements based on black magic? Hadesian lineage, very similar. Composite rituals mixed in, plus a bunch of other stuff... And advanced chimera engineering too. Even modern biotech blended in..."
Muttering nonstop like a madman.
Not as revealing as direct inspection, but the high-end magic tool projecting the hologram yielded plenty of intel.
And the conclusion?
"...No doubt about it."
Despite minor differences, it was unmistakably built on his own agonized hypotheses, proofs, theories, and validations.
"Hoo—haa—hoo, hoo."
Stooping to catch his breath, he lifted his head to behold the over-three-meter muscular monstrosity still vividly displayed.
That exquisite "artwork" rampaging against the Reverse Heaven Society's elites.
"Who the hell..."
The pinnacle of efficiency he'd designed but never realized.
The epitome of beauty incarnating the concept of biological evolution.
An artificial creation surpassing even divinely crafted beings, transcending limits to unfathomable heights—an unprecedented masterpiece.
"How...? Howhowhowhow...!"
Deep within, an unfamiliar emotion boiled over—something he'd never felt before.
Blood-smeared hands clawing his face, the Doctor muttered deliriously.
Stolen research results? Barely mattered now.
The real issue was elsewhere.
"Hoooow—!!"
Incomprehensible.
How was it possible?
Even seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't grasp it.
And that drove him insane.
"Puhahaha! Pukik—!"
His established composite rituals and science, plus black magic, chimera procedures, alchemy techniques, drug treatments...
But he'd tried all that.
And failed.
While someone else birthed this masterpiece.
Who? How...? Is that madness energy the key? No, it looks added later. Then how the hell...?
Curiosity, doubt, questions, skepticism toward the incomprehensible.
Inferiority, defeat, jealousy at an unknown superior.
Humiliation at being forced to accept it.
Unaware of Harley's avatar uniqueness, Adaptation skill, or Immortal King Hans's powers, he'd never realize.
Even if he did, his feelings likely wouldn't change.
The fact remained: someone else succeeded first.
"...Watching like this has its limits."
After writhing and groaning, the Doctor stilled and whispered lowly.
The endless pursuit of knowledge was the intellect's highest virtue.
He couldn't crumble at a dead end.
If it's lacking, just fill it.
Proper analysis would change everything.
Research belonged in the lab.
If he could acquire that artwork, dissect and analyze it thoroughly...!
"Puhuhuhuheek—."
His twisted gaze, feverish with zeal, fixed on the hologram's experimental subject: Harley.
End of Vampires, Fairies, and Experimental Subjects (1)