Grandson of the Holy Emperor is a Necromancer

Chapter 200: 107. Lomania -2 (Part One)

“Uwaaaahk!”

One of the Vampires burst into flames and instantly turned into ashes.

The Progenitor Vampires witnessed the death of their comrade and their already-pale skin became even paler in shock.

“You monster!”

“He’s clearly insane!”

The Progenitors stared at White Olfolse and loudly yelled out.

The Crown Imperial Prince had brazenly strode into the middle of the enemy camp. All by himself to boot!

Even a blind man should be able to see that there were a bunch of Progenitor Vampires possessing high-tier ranks standing right before him, and yet, White displayed not a single shred of hesitation.

He wasn’t scared in the least. He simply smiled away like a hunter who was out to enjoy some game hunting.

“Ahaha, thanks for the praise.”

White guffawed happily, then pressed his hands together to offer a prayer. And when he prayed towards the god of his choice, the god of abundance, Tomer, countless many blades of light quickly materialised all around him to take aim at the Vampires.

The Progenitors gasped and shivered in fear.

“You! You think just you alone can fight us all?!”

One of the barons ended up yelling out of anxiety.

But right at that moment, the baron’s open mouth was instantly impaled by a blade of light. His head got extinguished while his body burst into flames and turned into scattering ashes.

The Vampire nobles witnessing that sight all clamped their mouths shut.

“I never said I’d kill you all.” The corners of White’s lips quivered in a derisive smirk while he stared at the Vampires. His eyes were carefully scanning each and every undead standing before him. “It’ll be enough for me to kill about half of you before getting out of here, you know? Even if it’s me, dealing with two marquises at the same time will be a bit too much.”

“…”

Marquis Kirum’s expression crumpled unsightly.

What White was trying to achieve here was to ‘fragment’ the undead forces that had been gathered so far. No matter how many undead were here, the whole plan would be as good as dead and buried if the beings capable of commanding them had been killed off.

“This… is rather troublesome.”

Marquis Kirum glanced at Lomania in the distance.

The Vampires had to make a move now.

The Seventh Imperial Prince was an individual with unknown potential. This plan must come to fruition before he was given enough time to think up a response.

Just how much planning and work did the Vampires put in just to lure the members of the Imperial Prince to that city? At this rate, everything would be for naught even before they had a chance to utilise the civil war taking place in the kingdom of Lome.

Marquis Kirum clenched his fists tightly.

‘That cannot be allowed.’

The Vampires had been hunted down by these measly livestock for the past several millennia. They had been suppressed, had stakes driven into them, and even got hacked to pieces.

‘We must repay all the humiliation we have suffered until now!’

They finally had come across an opportunity to escape from those acts of ruthless suppression and enjoy their freedom. They simply could not afford to end this mission in failure.

Veins bulged on Marquis Kirum’s forehead, but that expression lasted only for a brief moment. He sucked in a deep breath, and while calming his mind, he changed his train of thought.

‘No, wait. This is actually for the better.’

Kirum glared at White Olfolse and smiled with his eyes.

‘Without a doubt, we should be able to kill him if everyone here fights together.’

Indeed, they could kill White here. However, their chances of success were fairly slim if the Crown Imperial Prince was determined to make his escape after killing a few Vampire nobles. None of them would be able to stop him.

The worst case scenario for the Vampires would be them failing to hunt down the Imperial Family’s scions, and also failing to construct their massive undead army.

Those events simply had to be prevented at all costs.

And that’s why…

‘We shall get our hands on all three.’

White Olfolse, the scions of the Imperial Family, and even the completed undead army…

All of them!

Marquis Kirum called out, “Marquis Raiden.”

Raiden glanced at Kirum at the call.

The ‘insane clown’ Vampire addressed the former dragon slayer, “Leave the Crown Imperial Prince to me.”

Raiden asked, “Will it be fine with you alone?”

Even if Marquis Kirum was someone personally acknowledged by the Vampire King, it’d be next to impossible to deal with White Olfolse alone.

But Kirum simply nodded with a faint smile on his lips. “Yes, it will be. Although, if I find the situation has become untenable, then I’ll just flee from here. We cannot afford to fail today’s mission.”

“Indeed.”

Raiden also nodded while looking at the rest of the Vampires.

The Vampire nobles and knights were already starting to inch back little by little.

White frowned deeply while observing their sneaky actions. “Who said you can leave as you please?”

He shot a glare at the Vampires trying to flee from the combat zone.

It was right at that moment Marquis Kirum stepped in front of them. He swallowed his dry saliva and clapped his hands loudly.

Soon afterwards, he formed a bizarre smile.

“Ah, I almost forgot. White Olfolse, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you if we ever had an opportunity to run into each other.” Kirum spread open his arms wide and elegantly bowed his head. “It seems that the Second Imperial Prince, Ruppel Olfolse, has safely returned home.”

“What did you say?”

White immediately froze up on the spot after Marquis Kirum said those words.

The Vampire raised up his head as a thick, slimy smile floated up on his face. “That zombie? It was I that smuggled it out from the empire’s borders.”

White’s expression hardened instantly.

But that reaction only brought up a grin on Marquis Kirum’s face. It was so wide that the corners of his lips threatened to tear open his cheeks. His sharp fangs could be seen protruding out from his goosebumps-inducing grin.

“I had to work fairly hard to coax that Archbishop back then. Indeed, it was quite difficult to take his granddaughter as my hostage. But it all paid off in the end, didn’t it? Who knew that I…” Kirum slowly stroked his own cheek. His pale complexion began flushing deeply as an entranced expression formed on his face. “…would have the honour of turning the scion of the Imperial Family into a Vampire-!”

In that instant, White’s figure disappeared from the view.

By the time Marquis Kirum detected his movement, White was already standing right before the Vampire’s stunned eyes.

“Oh, the god of abundance, Tomer…!”

White offered a quick prayer.

He extended his hand and instantly materialised a powerful sword of light.

“Dammit!” Marquis Kirum cried out after getting a bone-chilling premonition. He reflexively pulled his body back.

“I won’t let you escape.”

White took a swift swing with the sword of light. The brilliant streak of light cut through the forest and Marquis Kirum’s body split into two halves.

The fatal-looking sword strike had landed, but…

‘Too shallow.’

White furrowed his brows.

The two split halves of the Vampires suddenly transformed into a colony of bats and quickly scattered away, before gathering on the bottom side of a tree branch in the forest nearby.

Marquis Kirum reformed his physical body, and while hanging upside down on the branch, began guffawing out. “Ahaha! White Olfolse, as expected of the Crown Imperial Prince! How scary you are. You being labelled as the second most frightening monster after the Holy Emperor was not an exaggeration! I only lost track of you for a blink, yet you…”

Kirum promptly clamped his mouth shut.

That’s because dozens upon dozens of blades of light had already been materialised all around him, aiming to pierce through his body.

“…Hah, haha…”

The swords of light flew out and began stabbing into Marquis Kirum.

**

Meanwhile, Raiden and the other Progenitor Vampires were urgently dashing away from the scene of the battle.

They rapidly advanced forward by utilising their physical abilities that had transcended the level of what regular humans were capable of.

Now wasn’t the time to worry about White. They needed to focus their attention on just one thing right now – taking over the capital city of Lome Kingdom, Lomania.

They were going to slaughter the two hundred thousand livestocks living in that city, bathing the cityscape in their blood – in addition, acquiring a large-scale undead army in the process as well.

No matter how strong the boy prince was, he wouldn’t be able to maintain his divinity reserve while dealing with such an overwhelming number of enemies.

Eventually, he’d collapse out of exhaustion.

Although the Vampires would have to let the Crown Imperial Prince go, the two remaining Imperial Princes should end up as sacrifices tonight.

Raiden dashed forward with all of his being as the light in his eyes burned fiercely. He glared at the capital of the kingdom of Lome in the distance – the city that used to be his old home, the place where he used to serve Lome’s royal family.

He roared out, “I shall ask you, my fellow nobles.”

The Vampire nobles and knights following after him shifted their gazes over to him.

“What is it that you wish to do tonight?!”

Madness quickly began taking over the Vampires.

They roared out their reply, “It’s to hunt!”

Indeed, even Raiden agreed with that desire.

He had been suppressing himself until now. He had been suppressing his impulses to suck the blood of living humans and consume their flesh.

But now, the time had finally come to let go of his restraints and unleash his instincts.

Finally, the time to feel the pride of a Vampire had come for him!