— Meanwhile
Anya watched his wonderful crimson flames that danced around Zell like a raging storm. He seemed like a dark hero from those novels she read. Her hamster cheeks turned pink for his attractive figure, but snapped herself free. She looked back towards those trembling little bears.
"So cute…"
—|Anya: 'But compared to my glorious exp! Cute things are nothing but a lie!'
Tessa stood, her eyes shifting between the raging and small bears. She watched as it slammed the cute wolf across the forest floor, rolling until it flopped over. "Oh no, Griselda is so cute!" Her head snapped to the little bears, her silver sword gleaming with a bright light. As a swordsman in real life, she felt confidence inside this game.
Her steps were quiet, not even disturbing the grass as her body fluttered towards the young bears.
— Tessa Beaufort attack Young Bear for 25 damage (Overkill!)
A glimmer of light flashed past a young bear's eyes, slicing through its head. Moments later, the top half of its face slid to the ground. Blood squirted from the head, splashing her surroundings. Her silver wings fluttered, darting her around, leaving a ghostly outline, avoiding all blood, remaining clean as the other bears yelped in terror.
Sadly, their mother was absent, and father was about to die. The young bears were unlucky. Maybe when they next spawn, everything will be alright. As Tessa's eyes narrowed, her lips curved into a faint smile, as her sword carved the young bears into meat chunks for a nice barbeque.
— Tessa Beaufort Massacred The Young Bears! (Crushing!)
Zell held the long shards close to the bear's smashed eye. Its nose snorted, trying to push this man off him.
However, because he used this form before, he dedicated more to the demon gods. He would pay a great sacrifice for using it. His muscles trembled, collapsing from the inside. The bears vision, hearing and sense of smell faded rapidly.
All the monsters in this game were born with souls, former creatures captured by both demon gods and the light aligned ones. When they died in the game, their soul was reborn. Respawned as a fresh monster, lacking part of their memories, each time losing more of who they were before. Which lead to the low-levelled mobs becoming mindless beasts, lead by desire.
"Roar!" (Bastards! Why is my power fading? I gave them my soul… For what? To lose my children, even mindless, they are still my own! Where is Meldreth… She should have been here! Forgive me… I have failed you all.)
A long roar sounded, filled with resignation and sorrow. He felt anger and bitter hatred towards this hybrid! A false demon!
Zell wouldn't draw things out, shooting the lances like rifle shots into the prone bear's skull. Which caused a deep resounding thud, filling the entire area as each one smashed and pierced through its soft tissue. A fatal wound which even high health couldn't counter.
— Zell Cast Glacira Hit Seven Times! for 120 each for a total of 840!
HP: 790/1,800 —> HP -50/1,800
The last image the bear saw was the corpse of a huge blood bear, with a familiar scar across her face. His beloved Meldreth shot through the air, spinning several times before she crashed into the ground with a bang. Her vast body, one size larger than the male, causing a deep crater as debris and earth blast into the air from her impact.
"R…oa…r…" (Meldreth… No…!)
— Blood Bear (Elite) Died gained 300 Exp (300 Free Exp)
"Well, how lively now! Fufu, leaving the castle is so exciting. May I ask who you are? Also, what are you doing in my vampire domain?" A woman wearing a frilly black dress said, her voice soft but filled with threatening and light, hostile tone. She sounded like an old-fashioned noble.
Her feet tapped the ground, landing beside Zell without the slightest noise, like a cloud of mist seeping towards him. Long silver hair, crimson eyes, such a beautiful and refine face, despite her pale complexion. Zell turned his head slowly, shocked by the sudden entrant.
However, before he could answer. An intense throbbing pain filled his chest. His beautiful crimson blood spraying onto the girl's face, her hand lodged into his chest, with pointed fingers like a sword.
She licked her lips as a long, seductive tongue lapped up his blood that covered her mouth as those red eyes glowed i euphoria. "I want you to become my slave." The vampiress pulled him closer, using the arm inside of his chest, ignoring the girls that dashed towards him to help.
—|Elizabeth: 'What is this divine taste… My body is burning up! Did I drink his blood? Won't mother kill me… I drank a man's blood! What do I do? He's not even a vampire. I've broken the rules! But… Since I've already broken them… Should I taste it properly?'
He was powerless to even respond. Her sharp white fangs glistened inside the silver moonlight. As she placed her soft, glossy lips upon his neck.
Slowly, the fangs penetrated his skin, fresh blood oozing into her mouth as the female vampire sprung wings from her back. A face filled with complete pleasure. 'What is this blood… Ah, it's so tasty… He must become mine! No slave…. A lover… Eh!?'
Zell's conscious was dull and distant. Although his health regenerated each second, thanks to his half-dragon form. The pain from his insides being torn open caused him to enter a state of shock. As thick blood flowed down the damaged plate armour, drawing ever closer to death.
—|Elizabeth: 'Why are there so many women with him… He's mine now, I will make him my vampire husband and never let him leave the castle! Fufu, nobody can steal him away. This handsome face, far beyond even the vampires of legend and his blood… Able to corrupt any chaste female vampire! My husband cannot be this cute!'
— Zell Delacroix HP: 22/34
He could hear the distant shouts from his party members, with only Rika and Griselda knowing the gravity of this moment. A person who died couldn't play the game for 12 hours. Although it wasn't a matter of life or death for normal people. It was for Zell. "Ugh…. Fuck, it hurts! Peh!" Zell tried to spit his blood on her in anger. Only for this strange blushing vampire to open her mouth and swallow, gulping down like it was a divine ambrosia.
—|Zell: 'Rika… Go back, log out and wait for me in my room. This is an order we cannot afford to lose all our time! Infra, please send Griselda back into the secret world.'
Despite their worried faces, Griselda vanished like a speck of dust in the hoover. Rika dashed past the woman, now idle, drinking his blood with relish, her arm still embedded in his chest. She grabbed both Anya and Tessa by the arm and took them out of the forest, reminding them about the death penalty.
Rika wished to stay, but the years of being his pet made her follow his order by instinct. She knew this was stupid. They couldn't defeat this woman. The passive aura she emitted was more than double Zell or her.
— |Rika: 'I have to do this... Otherwise he will be angry at me. It's okay, Rika, this isn't reality yet!'
The girls looked back as the powerful Rika dragged them both towards the forest's exit. Her serious look stopped them from complaining too much. After all, it was only a game for them. He was just being considerate, allowing them to avoid the penalty.
— Zell Delacroix HP: 14/34
Zell's body shuddered, his black armour collapsed along with his dragon form. He was not powerless against the monster that's name carried a skull beside it. Her lips separated from his neck once more, making a loud smack, her tongue slurping all the blood down with delight. "What a wonderful meal! You are very lucky!" She smiled, her face suddenly bright and amiable.
"You sent them away because you want to be with me, right? Good boy, I won't mistreat you. Fufu!"
She removed her arm from his chest, placing her hand over his wound for a moment. He felt a ticklish wound and a burning sensation. Magically, his wound healed at a rapid speed. Her hand stroked the soft, damaged muscles before it fully connected, a satisfied smile on her face.
— Zell Delacroix HP: 29/34
"I've healed the damage, although the blood needs food to replenish. Elizabeth did good, right? You don't need those other women with me around, ok?"
—|Zell: 'What the hell is going on!? This woman is fucking crazy… I need to leave combat to log out! Fuck!'
Her soft hand stroked his cheeks. She painted her nails in a glistening crimson red, dragging the sharp nail down his cheek, along his jaw and finally teasing his soft lips, parting them with her fingers. He didn't understand, monsters don't act like this and because he lacked the means to identify a boss monster this far above his level.
She coughed a little before wiping it onto her frilly black dress.
A sense of despair filled his body. "Were there mobs like this at the start? How could this be? Nobody ever mentioned a female vampire this strong!"
Before he could check, a familiar screen appeared before his eyes. Then her name and title caused him to remember things from his past life.
— Love slave Activated
Vampire Countess, Elizabeth Bathory wishes for your partnership.
Accept | Decline
—|Zell: 'No wonder… The vampire raid event starts when they poison the next queen candidate, dropping her strength, then killing her. Thus, allowing the second in line to become queen and replace her, seeking to expand her territory and crush the surrounding human cities.'
He could hear the distant sound of countless people running around, like they were searching for something. Elizabeth stumbled as her body became weightless, blood dripping from her lips with a strange black tint. This was definitely not his! Zell reached out and lifted her into his arms out of reflex. She was quite light and shorter than his chest, making her easy to carry.
—|Infra: 'You don't have time to mess around, either accept her as your slave or die. She's about to lose all her power and murdered by that woman you just mentioned.'
In this life, he found things would change drastically. "Well, it would be a shame for this woman to die. Maybe she can help in the future. Hopefully, she won't be so insane afterwards…" Her soft face, with a smooth jawline and chin and long messy hair, this girl seemed like a very wild queen.
— Accept!