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Looking at the Lost Warlord's ferocious expression, I couldn't help but scoff. 'A re Vampire Primogenitor thinking about killing ? How delusional.'
Just then—
The three heads of the serpent familiar suddenly lowered in unison, gathering fire, poisonous mist, and chilling frost in their maws.
Seeing this, I scoffed, then casually swung my foot, launching a slash towards the dragon.
CLANG!!!
The three heads tumbled to the ground.
The Lost Warlord below frowned, his face darkening considerably as he witnessed this.
The Familiar he had just summoned wasn't weak—yet it was killed this easily?!
Judging by this, my strength was definitely no less than that of a Primogenitor. It seed he had to get serious.
The next mont, a rift appeared behind the Lost Warlord, and guttural roars echoed from within.
Six massive figures slowly erged from the crack.
They were Primogenitor-level Familiars—newly summoned by the Lost Warlord.
Each of these Progenitor-level Familiars could easily crush the fused Familiar Vatler possessed.
The Lost Warlord's expression beca bloodthirsty and cold.
"I admit, you've surprised . But let's see what tricks you have left now?!"
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The next second, upon receiving the command, the leading wolf-shaped Familiar flickered and vanished from its spot.
Curiosity piqued, I didn't dodge. I directly constructed a defensive magic barrier.
Simultaneously, the Wolf Familiar reappeared behind !
It opened its massive maw, revealing sharp fangs, and bit down rcilessly on the defensive barrier. However, it failed to leave even a single mark.
But the next mont, I suddenly noticed the magic power of the barrier weakening.
Below—a purple, serpent-like Familiar was staring at the shield—two beams of light shooting from its eyes.
"These Progenitor Familiars really have all sorts of strange abilities. This serpent's ability should be weakening magic power, right?"
The Lost Warlord chuckled grimly, his eyes filled with contempt.
"Hmph~ You're right. Let's see how long you can hold out!"
However, just as the Lost Warlord thought victory was within his grasp—I proved him wrong.
I looked at the giant wolf biting the shield and casually swiped my finger across its body.
Suddenly, the giant wolf let out a mournful howl, then dissipated into thin air in the blink of an eye.
At the sa ti, the Lost Warlord felt a sharp, piercing pain. He looked at with terror in his eyes and roared loudly, "Bastard, what did you do?! Why did my Familiar just disappear?!"
Yes, after a Vampire's Familiar dies, it doesn't disappear. It simply returns to its master's body, though the master suffers backlash.
However, at this mont, the Lost Warlord couldn't sense his Familiar at all—as if it had never existed.
These Familiars were extensions of himself. Their sudden disappearance not only significantly impacted his strength but, more importantly, could cause irreversible backlash.
Thinking of this, the Lost Warlord lost his earlier arrogance—his eyes filled with panic.
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Imdiately, I activated my [Mystic Eyes of Death Perception]—teleporting beside the remaining Five Progenitor Familiars. Using my hand as a blade, I dispatched them one by one—as easily as slaughtering chickens.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"
The destruction of his summoned Familiars caused unbearable backlash, forcing the Lost Warlord to scream in agony.
"I was just getting ward up, and you're already on your knees?"
"Where's all that arrogance now?"
"Pathetic!"
Deactivating my [Mystic Eyes of Death Perception], I looked emotionlessly at the Lost Warlord, who was kneeling on the ground, screaming miserably.
"Warlord-sama!!"
Witnessing this scene, the Vampire Elders nearby couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
All the Vampires present paled dramatically.
With a few casual waves of his hand, this man had beaten their God—the Primogenitor—into such a state.
Just how strong was this man?!
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Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the Lost Warlord slowly stood up, his face extrely grim.
At the sa ti, the magic power radiating from his body continuously intensified.
"Damn bastard..."
He slowly raised his head, his face completely twisted, his eyes filled with extre rage and madness.
"I WILL KILL YOU!"
"CO FORTH, ALL OF YOU."
With a roar, the Lost Warlord's magic power surged skyward. Countless Familiars erged around him, so of them even more terrifying fusions of Primogenitor-level Familiars.
"ATTACK!"
As the Lost Warlord's voice fell, the dozens of Familiars surrounding him suddenly roared ferociously...
Imnse magic power gathered within the Familiars, radiating an aura of destruction.
"This is my strongest attack! Even a Primogenitor wouldn't be able to survive it!"
"Pay the price for your arrogance—"
Accompanied by the Lost Warlord's manic laughter, the throng of Progenitor Familiars was enveloped in black magic power, then began to rapidly expand.
The next instant, nurous attacks surging with tumultuous magic power shot towards !
Yet, I remained motionless, as if rooted to the spot, allowing the attacks to strike .
"BOOOOOOM!!!!"
With an earth-shattering explosion—the terrifying shockwave from the combined attacks instantly obliterated all the buildings within a radius of several dozen kiloters.
Horrifying magic power raged everywhere.
This was the full power of the First Primogenitor.
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"Brat, do you see now? This is my power as the First Primogenitor!"
Seeing take the hit head-on, the Lost Warlord revealed a cold smile. "HAHAHAHA!!!!"
Suddenly, a sigh echoed from within the smoke.
"Tsk~ This is your full power? How disappointing!!"
My figure slowly erged from the smoke. Even after facing the combined attack of several Primogenitor-level Familiars—I was completely unhard, not even a speck of dust on my clothes!
I calmly looked at the astonished and trembling Lost Warlord, my tone indifferent.
"Th-this is impossible..."
The Lost Warlord's voice trembled, his roar hoarse.
He was the Strongest Being in this world!!
The First Vampire Primogenitor!!
He would absolutely not lose to anyone!!
"Since you're out of tricks, I guess it's my turn!"
Looking at the utterly crazed Lost Warlord, I lost all interest in continuing the fight and spoke indifferently.
However, seeing the fear in the Lost Warlord's eyes—and recalling his earlier arrogance—I felt a certain sense of enjoynt.
The next mont, an unfathomably amount of magic power erupted from my body, intending to completely shatter his his ntal defenses.
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