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The dragon descended to the ground, traversing the sky.

With its eyes already half-turned, it breathed out a breath.

Rachel’s attack was effective.

Ice magic.

Combining the attribute of extreme nature and her own characteristics, she competes with a difference of up to ten times the magical power output.

And due to the pierced abdomen, the dragon, whose output dropped as much as its doppelganger, could only be pushed back.

Of the five of Uriah’s spears, three hit.

If the remaining two hit his body, he would truly become under Uriah’s control.

“But… I’m going to die.”

He placed his hand on the gaping hole in his abdomen.

It’s hot.

The narrowing light, like a narrow tunnel vision, filled with red blood, gradually diminished.

Thanks to Uriah pouring every potion inside the mansion into his body, I somehow managed to cling to life.

But ultimately, it failed.

The situation is now about 80% in favor of this side due to Rachel’s surprise attack.

But despite telling me to believe,

I feel regretful that I couldn’t properly deflect that one last time and die.

Seeing Uriah cry… It really makes my heart ache.

Honestly, I feel terrible for what I’ve done.

It’s a sorrowful gaze, blaming his own abilities.

“In the end, I became like this because I’m weak.”

Well… It’s something to brag about at a drinking party, drawing the dragon’s attention with this body.

I know the feeling of dying well.

Because I’ve experienced it once.

Straining my heart once with the property of “brainwave,”

and this time with potions.

On top of that, providing blood to Uriah,

and accelerating various magical tools, resulting in damage due to various mistakes.

It’s hard to reverse with potions.

Piercing injuries from the aura… and corroded magic.

No matter what trick I try with brainwaves,

my body can’t hold on anymore.

Then suddenly, one thing came to mind.

[ !!! Reward !!! Condensed life. ]

Ability: Awakening for the ultimate vampire only.

Forcibly opens a portion of the subject’s potential.

Demerit: Will be deleted as the quest difficulty rises.

What if I give this to Uriah?

There was no time to hesitate.

A slight surprise appeared on the woman’s face.

I could not hear what was being said, as my ears were growing distant.

Soon, Yuria raised her hand and placed a bead into her mouth.

But… why did I put in my index and middle fingers as well…?

A lukewarm tongue wrapped around my fingers.

Contrary to what I had expected from her small mouth, Yuria’s oral cavity felt significantly larger than I had imagined.

I could have easily swallowed a thick cucumber and its roots… No, what am I even saying.

As if on the brink of death, my desires seemed to surge… Wait a moment,

“…”

It stopped.

The pain ceased.

Literally, it vanished as if there had been nothing at all.

Not something gradually becoming nothing like what humans usually feel.

Just the wounds that had been there just a moment ago.

Like a lie.

When I came to my senses, the view that had seemed like a tiny hole, barely enough for a few fingers to pass through, returned to normal.

“…Huh?”

Traces of red blood flowed from my nose and eyes.

In my mind, some kind of alarm was ringing, but the feeling of pain being severed was truly ambiguous.

The skin tingled, as if being torn apart from somewhere.

Looking down as it was,

[ ?????Final Boss (Yuria) wishes to transfer or share a ‘trait’ with you. ]

[ Trait: %$#####@@!@ cannot be identified. ]

[ Will you accept? / XXXXXXXXXXXXX ]

I don’t know what it is.

Anyway, since the X button will delete it, is there any other way?

Now it’s my turn to trust Yuria.

[ Acquired Emperor of Blood (EX)! ]

[ ????? Amazing Achievement! – Title: Obtained King of Vampires ]

[ Permanently bound to the Final Boss (Yuria). ]

[ Binding Reward: Can use the target’s (Yuria’s) physical abilities and talents for 1 minute. ]

[ Cooldown (1 day) ]

Wait, I think I saw some strange characters in the middle.

-Krooooooo!!!!!!!!

Whether I say it or not, what reverberates in my returning ears is the sound of a dragon’s cry, proving that life still exists within the mansion, shaking the interior.

His breath was filled with anger.

You can tell just by seeing him attacking the barrier from outside.

Looks like he doesn’t want to become Yuria’s lapdog either.

Two more spears or simply cooperating with Rachel is enough for our side’s victory.

The weakness of the dragon’s devil lies in its greatest strengths, regeneration and breath.

The breath can only increase its power and output immediately. Its power is quite formidable, but even among the rare ice magic users, there is one at the very top here.

From the beginning, Rachel, a key figure mobilized for the Northern Air Defense and dragon hunting, was the most knowledgeable and experienced person regarding dragons.

From the dragon’s perspective, it must be annoying and infuriating. It probably can’t help but feel annoyed when it thought it had finally squashed the irritating cockroach, only to find a magician who considered himself much weaker using “ice” coincidentally, and on top of that, a veteran who personally killed dozens of their comrades.

Even his own clone created over ten years, the scales and consciousness painstakingly crafted, and the attempt to destroy everything up to resurrection. No, his plan has already partially collapsed. All the sacrifices have disappeared into the shadow of Uriah, and he has to escape, risking his own life, so he must be incredibly frustrated.

I would have felt the same. There was a bug right there that I wanted to kill desperately, but I couldn’t kill it to the end, and an unfortunate magician came out and tricked me.

Moreover, I have to escape from the nest, giving up everything as I have been deceived and completely taken advantage of.

Imagine a politician who has lived his whole life holding his head high, bowing his head to a commoner. Just that alone shows how thoroughly enraged he was.

But think about this. The clown that you thought you killed, ap, rises up and emits a stronger magical power than yourself? Eyes will surely widen. That’s me.

[Attribute: Emperor of Blood activated.]

– Optimal conditions. Gain 120% increased output.

– Inherits Uriah’s proficiency directly. User’s capacity reaches maximum, unlocking all blood magic skills.

– Current level is 5. Usage beyond this level is not possible.

He raises his hand. This technique may deliver less shock compared to the spear-piercing attack earlier, but it can certainly strike the dragon.

Right away, ice magic obstructing movement head-on, and an attack that’s fatal if allowed to hit more than twice. On top of that, the annoying guy resurrects and fires off an attack that stiffens me, making it nearly impossible to avoid Uriah’s attack, taking hits from the ice magic and my own attack, falling back momentarily and inevitably getting struck by the spear.

Thanks to enduring one more piercing through my body.

The dragon was truly in a life-or-death situation.

Was the breath unleashed almost in all directions the way to counter this?

[Blood Magic (S) – Derived Skill: Blood Shield]

– User proficiency is top tier.

– Nullifies reduction in output during all-directional deployment.

I barely managed to react and block that attack, while Uriah succeeded in retaliating, slashing the dragon’s wing. The rage, as intense as a blazing fire, is now almost unbearable for me to handle.

However, we were not its target.

Barrier.

Crack. As the blood barrier shattered, the sense of omnipotence felt earlier began to diminish gradually.

But.

A smile started to form at Ian’s lips.

“…Are you an idiot?”

Blood Spear.

The more attacks I land on him, the higher his dominance rate rises.

Would I consume the ability to break it with just one left now?

If it were used in a situation where I took 18 hits, I might not know.

But with 19, I just wanted to be dominated and fired off that breath.

The dragon, noticing the change in the barrier, solidifies like a rock.

It seems he’s realized how foolish his actions have been.

At the center of the barrier, he touched the eyeball.

Even the gathering place of all the ‘blood’ that had returned to him.

The moment the dragon blinked, the gushing blood engulfed him.

Not just low-level demons. Mid-level, high-level succubi.

Pure ‘magi’ soon converts into energy…

Chain reaction explosions occur.

And if it doesn’t stop and has that many numbers… well, within a certain range, it would possess the power of a nuclear reaction.

And his skin couldn’t withstand that.

The crimson dragon’s blood began to scatter in all directions.

A cluster of red light erupted from the sky like a meteor.

With that blow… wouldn’t it easily surpass level 8? That question kept echoing in my mind.

Chapter 4, and there it was, a skill that could be considered almost at the level of transcendence, yet it was usable.

A bitter smile was all that could come out.

From the sky, magic and blood magic reacted, illuminating the grand mansion with an increasingly intense crimson magical display. Yes, like a red moon.

Dragon’s blood is the finest elixir. In the human realm, that is. Hence, the Northern Duke and Rachel had a history of joining forces to hunt dragons, and some of them joined the Britna family, gaining special powers. Dylan, Cain, and Ian all received dragon’s blood, but only the protagonist could fully harness its power. Even then, it was said to have been used in minuscule amounts. Its true value apparently revealed itself in the latter part of the story, but the quantity was so small that it was deemed useless.

I remember seeing knights at the Matop clamoring about how, if mixed with magic, it could undoubtedly become a tremendous elixir in theory. However, the results were devastating; humans’ bodies were torn apart to such an extent that after a few foolish heroes died, it was treated as extremely dangerous.

Humans couldn’t withstand magic.

But the Uriah by my side was different.

As a vampire, she frequently used blood magic, which is somewhat related to magic, so she could manage to live even in a state of corrosion to some extent. Moreover, her affinity with the nature of magic was so strong that she could almost manifest magic herself.

Dragon’s blood scattered around us. It was all remnants of that creature.

Uriah absorbed every last drop of it without missing a beat.

Slightly worried, I sent a glance at the quickly unfolding events. As if sensing that, Uriah swiftly caught me in her arms with an affectionate gaze that I couldn’t even perceive.

“…Master.”

The magical energy from Uriah standing beside me had increased several times over compared to before.

…Wait a minute, is this an “influx of power”?