Natasha appeared near the battlefield just the mont Alex decided to take so assistance from the entity he was sharing his body with.
'That presence...' A shiver ran down her spine as she felt the vivid presence of her father surging from Alex.
The energy flowing out of the young boy was too familiar for her to be mistaken. Considering how Alex hasn't gone on a rampage, even though he was utilizing the power of her father, it signifies that Alex was utilizing that power of will.
'Was Azeroth saying the truth...has Father really rged with the human?' Despite her curiosity, she didn't interfere in the battle and watched it unfold.
....
The mont Allen sensed the essence of Curse radiating from the boy he knew he couldn't hold back.
The inhumane entity that has seen godly battles and has devoured thousands of immortals couldn't be suppressed while thinking of the consequences. Allen needs to unleash whatever he has in his arsenal.
As such, the Vampire launched forward.
The streaks of yellow flash threatened to burn his whole person, that's why the Vampire had to make several turns in his paths, move through narrow passages to reach the spell chanter.
Alex just stood there with his hand raised. The yellow lightning slithers across the surface and tries to decimate the enemy.
"I won't get down with such petty tricks!" Allen roared as he appeared before Alex and directed his long nails toward his neck—
**SQUEEZE**
However, at a blinding pace, Alex raised his hand to hold Allen's wrist—much to the Vampire's shock.
Alex's grip tightened around Allen's wrist like an iron vice. The vampire's eyes widened. He tried to pull back, but Alex didn't budge. Instead, a sinister smirk curled on his lips.
Then—CRACK!
Despite the corrosiveness of his blood, Alex showed no sign of being affected?!
Allen's wrist snapped. A snarl ripped from his throat, but before he could react, Alex twisted his body and drove his knee straight into the vampire's ribs. A sickening crunch echoed as Allen was sent flying, crashing through broken stone and dust.
Alex didn't stop. Lightning crackled around him as he vanished.
Allen barely had ti to recover when a bolt of yellow streaked toward him. Instinct took over—he rolled to the side just as Alex's fist obliterated the ground where he had stood. Rocks and debris exploded into the air, the shockwave sending Allen skidding backward.
Alex t him head-on. Fists, claws, and lightning clashed in rapid bursts, each strike powerful enough to shatter the surface beneath them. The battlefield trembled under their relentless assault.
Allen ducked under a lightning-coated punch and retaliated with a vicious slash aid at Alex's throat.
But Alex tilted his head at the last second. The claw missed the mark by inches.
Alex held the Vampire by his arm before driving a tightly packed punch into the Vampire's gut, creating a gaping hole in the inhumane's stomach, and his eyes rolling back for a mont.
Allen tore his hand, leaving a lifeless arm in Alex's hold before the hole in his stomach and his arm regenerated at a gradual pace.
Allen looked at Alex with his eyes narrowed. He didn't expect Alex to harness so much power of the Curse, and he hasn't lost his sanity until now.
This was bad...this was really bad!
"I am so gonna screw you!" Hundreds of blood tentacles shot from his back, spreading like an endless web that created an eclipse.
Alex halted in his path, his breathing calm and his mind focused.
"DIE!" The vampire launched all the tentacles at once, intending to sever the existence of the Curse along with the brat who has humiliated him ti after ti.
Several deadly tentacles lunged at Alex but he remained calm, waiting for the attack to reach him.
He could feel it...the surreal awareness of the battle, the rustle of the leaves, and the gushing of blood. He could sense it. The thick blood lust of his enemy and his own calmly beating heart.
He could sense it.
The tentacles closed in, each one of them aid at piercing him, however, Alex moved.
Alex weaved through the blood tentacles like a shadow, his movents sharp and effortless. Each strike ca close—too close—but he was always just out of reach.
Then, he tapped one with his fingertip.
HISS— The tentacle withered into nothing, vanishing as if it had never existed.
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Alex stepped forward, brushing his hand against another tentacle. It crumbled instantly, dissolving into dust. One by one, the blood constructs fell apart at his re touch, unable to withstand the force coursing through his body.
It was a sight to witness where one side was doing its best to land one hit on his opponent, and the other side just continued to weave through the maze without a single wrinkle of difficulty on his face.
Allen gritted his teeth as he saw Alex heading in his direction slowly, his eyes dead-locked with Allen's.
"Fuck, just die you asshole!" Allen pulled back his tentacles and launched a stream of corrosive blood in Alex's direction.
However, Allen completely forgot that he was facing a being who could devour the very concept of reality.
**SHWAAAAAANK**
The mont the blood struck him, it faded into nothingness as Alex still continued to move toward his prey. He seed so confident that it could be regarded as borderline nonchalant.
Allen gritted his teeth as he used all his strength to roar, pouring every ounce of power into his attack. A tidal wave of blood surged forward, an attack strong enough to wipe out an army.
But the instant it struck—Alex was gone.
For a brief mont, Allen felt a flicker of triumph. Had he landed the hit?
Then—a hand appeared inches from his face.
Allen's breath caught.
"Utter disappointnt."
Before he could react, Alex's grip closed around his face.
Then—**SLAM**
Allen's body plunged into the earth, the impact tearing the battlefield apart. The ground shattered, sending cracks racing outward like a broken mirror. Dust and debris shot into the air, the sheer force of the blow shaking the land.
The crater left behind was massive. At its center, Allen lay half-buried, the world spinning around him.
Alex stood at the edge of the crater, looking at the broken ss.
"Still not dead. Now I'm disappointed in myself."
Alex sighed, crouching down. With a firm grip, he grabbed Allen by the leg and hair, lifting him like a ragdoll.
Allen's breath hitched. His body trembled. He knew exactly what was about to happen.
"Stop! Stop, or I'll kill your girl! I swear, I'll—"
CRACK.
Alex didn't even flinch. The threat ant nothing.
Allen scread as his spine twisted unnaturally, bones snapping one by one.
Alex raised him higher—then pulled.
TEAR.
A sickening rip echoed across the battlefield as flesh split, bones shattered, and organs spilled.
Allen's shriek died in a wet gurgle as his body was torn in half, his insides raining down in thick, heavy splashes.
Alex stood there, drenched in blood, his expression unreadable. The air reeked of iron, the warmth of fresh entrails clinging to his skin.
Then—his jaw opened too wide, stretching far beyond human limits.
Crunch.
He bit into the severed remains, the soft flesh and brittle bones collapsing between his teeth.
The battlefield fell into a stunned silence, broken only by the sound of Alex chewing.
Natasha watched the scene with a feverish look on her face, and her hands clasped. The daze in her eyes would have shocked those who had seen only her cold look.
As Alex finished chewing the existence of the vampire Duke, the black marking faded from his countenance.
Without wasting another mont, he turned around and dashed toward Jullie.
The worms eating at her muscles and bones had disappeared but now, there was a deep wound inflicted on her which looked lethal.
"Professor? Stay with now!" Alex panicked as he crouched down and checked her pulse.
Her heart was beating very slowly and the woman seed on the verge of death by all that blood loss.
A grave sense of guilt and grief spread in his chest as Alex covered the wound and picked the woman in his arms...but then suddenly, he was reminded of his mother, and Alex turned completely stiff.
The sa sensation of losing soone close to him in his arms...assaulted the boy. The grief of that day, the emotions he experienced that day when he carried his mother... everything ca back to him and because of that, he was rendered completely motionless.
It was Natasha who suddenly appeared before him and said sothing, that broke his daze,
"She cannot be saved by any dicine. There is only one thing that can be done now." Looking up in his eyes, she added,
"Turn her into a Vampire."
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A/N:- Well, that took an expected turn(I won't say unexpected and get trolled again). Thanks for reading. Drop a comnt.
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