Things had completely changed.
Arman was supposed to be in college now, studying and living his normal life.
Yet, here he is, doing bloodshed on the battlefield.
Also, if there were anyone else, their hands would for sure tremble atleast a little before killing for the first time.
And Arman still remembers that how precise was that strike on the neck of that guard, whom Arman killed in the earlier chapters.
He felt it fun to kill.
And still, he is enjoying killing the Vampires.
As if there is something inside of him that wants to see blood.
It seems that it is in Arman's blood to kill someone.
Yes, indeed, it is something coming from his bloodline.
As his father too, is a Killer.
(By Killer, we don't mean a criminal, but a soldier working for the Killer's Association.)
And now, he too wants to be a Killer.
That is precisely why Arman is on this battlefield.
He wants to gather strength to become a Killer.
Arman's brain was completely clouded with thoughts, until the Flame king interrupted him.
A Vampire, looking for trouble, jumped at Arman to kill him.
But that Vampire wasn't any good at fight.
Arman didn't bother to thrust his shortsword into the Vampire's abdomen.
He just held it a little above his chest.
The Vampire himself fell onto the dagger and died.
[You have slain a Vampire]
This was the last among the weak.
Arman could see the Armoured ones approaching them.
He pushed away the Vampire stuck in his dagger and took position.
Humans had formed a nice array.
Most of the humans here were close combat type, excluding the Iron Fists of Justice.
So others surrounded her with their backs towards her.
Due to the Divine Herb, vampires didn't stand a chance.
But still, if someone allowed an attack by mistake, she would cover them.
And all long ranged attack was to be handled by her.
kwa! kwang! kwa kwa kwa!
Arman continuously stabbed and sliced the body of a Vampire, but it didn't suffer much of a damage.
The Vampire struck Arman with its hammer.
Clang!
Arman's armour made the sound of ringing as it was hit with a great force.
[You have lost 5% of your health.]
The Iron Fists of Justice was focused on deflecting another attack, so she didn't notice Arman.
Arman now understood that he shouldn't rely on others, but do the work himself.
And then, another thought came into Arman's mind.
'Why didn't the beast the Flame king mentioned show up?'
While Arman was thinking this, he heard a violent howl.
[Iboros, the ferocious wolves have deemed you as an enemy.]
[They will be hostile towards you.]
And Arman was very angry at the sight.
It was already so painful dealing with these vampires, and now, these dogs have come interfering in his battle.
Arman took a deep breath of calmness, and swinged his shortsword.
And another Vampire pouncing on Arman died.
"This weapon is quite good, isn't it?"
But still, Arman was having a hard time fighting these vampires.
He saw Himputra, who was doing so nicely.
A vampire came too close to Himputra.
But Himputra wasn't scared by it.
His lips curled up and he waved his fist.
Wherever his palm went, left behind several scars, and of course, deep wounds.
The vampire could do nothing but just watch with its wide open eyes that its body was being destroyed as if it were tofu.
And Himputra didn't have to do it this way.
He can easily kill them with just a punch.
But it wouldn't be fun that way.
So he had to elongate the death of each vampire.
He was a kind of beast, which is longing for blood.
Arman also longed for blood, but he didn't have the strength, so he just envied Himputra.
"Jealous, aren't you?"
Asked the Flame king.
"No way!" Arman's face reddened.
"You are."
"Just go to hell."
Arman continued with the fighting.
But the fight seemed very hard compared to before.
As there weren't many here who could handle a pack of Iboros.
"You guys are starting to fall just infront of this much?
There are more to come, kids!"
The Flame king taunted them all.
But no one heard it except for Arman.
Had they heard it, they would go rampant on the Flame king.
Arman stepped out of the formation.
"You guys handle here, I will go check on the damn wolves."
Everyone said "Okay."
And Arman ran at the pack of Iboros which were fighting those in the rear side of the formation.
One of them was about to eat a comrade of Arman, but, suddenly a shortsword appeared in it's neck.
It had penetrated fifteen centimetres deep into the flesh of the Iboros.
It gave a final howl and fell to the ground.
[skill:- Pathogenism activated]
[Assimilation progressed by 0.6%]
[You have slain an Iboros]
[You gained Iboros fangs (×1)]
Arman put his hand into the beast to retrieve the dagger he had thrown on it while blocking others with a shield.
He took the
[You have slain a vampire.]
[Understanding of a Vampire's anatomy opened]
[Understanding of a Vampire's anatomy increased by 0.73%]
And then, the female whom Arman had saved from the Iboros, opened her eyes which she had closed out of fear.
She saw Arman as her hero who had saved her from death.
Her cheecks were flushed red.
She said to Arman.
"Your name is Arman, right?
My name is..."
But Arman cut off her words in between.
"Nevermind, just focus on the battlefield."
And the girl was greatly disappointed by Arman's blunt and indirect rejection.
And it was quite obvious that Arman wouldn't fall for such a lady.
She too was beautiful, but Arman actually liked Eveline and so did Dan.
Once friends, were turned into love rivals by Eveline.
Even now, just at the thought of Eveline, Arman's face was dyed red.
Not by blood, but because he was blushing.
And the Flame king came out.
"Perverted successor, one should not fall for women so easily!"
"Cut it, old geezer.. Whatever I do, it's none of your business. Understood?"
"Kid, you don't know. There is more than what meets to the eye to that girl."
The Flame king thought.
'Should I tell him that that suspicious girl is following her even here? Maybe no, cause he might get heartbroken and that might hinder his growth.'
"Alright, then when you will know the truth, don't blame me that I didn't warn you."
Arman didn't believe the Flame king's words.
How could such a young and decent girl be the way the Flame king described her?
By the first impression, anyone would think that she had a humble origin.
And suddenly, a thought struck Arman's mind.
'Was that masked guy the strongest in here?
If so, why would they send him secretly like that?
If not, then who is the strongest and why didn't he/she appear yet?'
As Arman was thinking about it, a giant storm came and swept away the formation.
KaBooooooooM!
Arman saw his comrades being sent flying in the air.
Only Himputra managed to stay on the ground.
A loud voice thundered through the entire battlefield.
"Who dares to step into the land of my Duncan temple!"
An old looking vampire came from within the inside of the Duncan temple.
Other vampires were delighted at the sudden appearance of this guy.
They cried "Elder has returned!"
This old Vampire emitted a scary type of light. Dark aura was oozing out of him.
But he wasn't the only strong guy in here. Himputra revealed his true powers.
And his presence was nowhere interior to that of the Vampire.
Both of them were mountains in the eyes of Arman.
But, for Eveline, they were nothing but ants. She wouldn't even look at suck low-level shrine.
The vampire shouted
"Himputra! How dare your village attack on our land?"
And Himputra gave a confident reply
"It's you who come asking for trouble first!"
"Ohh! So you have figured it out." Saying so, the old man gave a wry smile and added to his words.
"Nevermind we will just kill you and send you back beheaded.
Your villagers for sure will be happy to have pleased to atleast have retrieved your bodies back. Aren't I right?"
At this, Himputra burst out in laughter. "Hahaha hahahahaha".
The vampire asked angrily.
"What's so funny about this?"
Himputra pointed towards Arman.
"See that boy fighting the Iboros? He killed the vampire you sent with a single blow.
He is strong enough to deal with all those vampires and Iboros out there."
The words fell like a bomb on Arman. Himputra had gained a false calculation of Arman's strength and now was expecting Arman to take on this many vampires and Iboros alone. But Arman had a trump card - A soldier with infinite HP.
The Fire Bot.
And the best part-he can use this trump card as many times as he wanted.
But, unlike Arman, the vampire had an even more scared, surprised and shocked expression etched on his face.
He looked like a dustbin, which hasn't been emptied for about 953 centuries.
All that trash from that many thousand years gathered in a single space.
'Just how monstrous would be a monster, to have killed young master in a single strike?'
"I don't care, I Dragos, will avenge the death of our young master."
Himputra allowed his fist speak for him.
Meanwhile.
Arman was completely drenched in sweat.
Nearly a hundred vampires and about twenty of the Iboros were closing up towards him.
Arman had to somehow hold on till the time his beaten-unconcious comrades wake up.
But that would take a long time.
But then, Arman got reminded of something.
"Flame king, gimme a buff now!"
The Flame king gave a kind of lazy reply
"Why should I?"
"Because you are the one who bought me here."
"So what?"
"Please give me a boost!"
Arman pleaded.
"No means no."
Arman shuddered a little when he found all those vampires and Iboros only four metres away from him.
They were coming at him slowly slowly.
They were coming to seal the Fire Bot and Arman's doom.
"Please!"
"Okay."
And a notification popped up.
[You received a boost. All stats temporarily increased by 80%]
Arman gathered all his strength in his fist and punched the ground.
Giant waves of fire swept away many vampires and a few Iboros.
The Fire Bot turned redder and it had now attained a dark red colour.
[You have gained Iboros fangs (×8)]
[You have gained Iboros hide (×4)]
[You have gained Vampire's Blood (×7)]
"Great!"
Arman's teeth shined as smirked the vampires around.
With this strength, he cannot kill them all, but he could atleast survive for a few minutes.
For safety, Arman also sumonned a set of gauntlets, armguards, Leg guards, and a helmet.
He and the Fire Bot started massacring the vampires.
And soon, bloody mist had engulfed the battlefield.
Arman had reached his limits, and while fighting the vampires, he could see from the corner of his eyes that Dragos was having an upper hand in his fight with Himputra.
Arman had to do something about it quickly.
But he has already thought it over a hundred times and there was no solution.
The vampires overpowered thirty seven of them and not to mention that there are only three of them now.
He had thought about all possibilities, but one.
And that one possibility came to his mind now.
'What if I somehow inflict the skill
If that happened, then not only would they win, but they would also be able to have a minimal number of casualties.
This hard fought battle would end easily.
But, there was only a 4% chance that
But there was no other choice.
So Arman chose to muddle through the dirt.
He ordered the Fire Bot.
"By me a few seconds."
And it nodded.
Arman gathered all of his strength in his both arms and held the
Jumped high in the air and let a free fall.
With all the might he had, he striked the vampire.
And, at this very particular moment, Arman's heartbeat nearly stopped.
It depended on this very second whether Arman would live on, or die.
He wanted to look forward whether
The old vampire let out a grunt.
Kuaah!!
And that was all.
Nothing else happened.
The thing Arman had bet his everything on, failed him at the golden second.
In anger, the old vampire Dragos grabbed Arman.
"You measly thing dared to interfere in my battle? I shall make you experience hell!"
'Is this.... the end?' Asked Arman to himself.
Arman had fallen into disdain.
Nothing but death awaited him.
As his parting gift to Dragos, Arman stabbed him once again on the arm.
And this time, from the attack Arman had expected least, gave him success.
[Skill:
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