"Viktor!" Ayana happily cried out, wondering if she was dreaming or not after seeing him alive and well.
"You...how…" Nyissa choked out her words, feeling shocked to see a dead man co alive, especially when she saw him die.
However, Viktor continued to look at her with a death cold gaze as he strengthened his grip around her neck and began to lift her, making her feet leave the ground.
The cursed flas were still blazing over his body, including his hand, because of which the flas were making Nyissa grimace in pain.
Since these were her own flas, she had a certain level of resistance against it but was not totally immune. Thus the skin around her neck began to get slowly burned from these flas, making her feel an intense searing sensation.
She grabbed his hands to make him let go of her neck, but for so reason, his grip seed as strong as a dragon's grip, making her unable to even budge his hand..
She even tried to put out the flas on his body, but strangely enough, she was unable to control the flas blazing on his body. It was as if those cursed flas were no longer hers and thus no longer under her control.
No matter how hard she tried to struggle, his grip was only getting firr and firr till she started to sense the sll of death, thinking that he would break her neck if this situation continued.
Ayana and the others ca out of their astonishnt when they saw how Viktor looked quite scary and was hurting their Mistress.
"Viktor, no! Stop, please!" Ayana wanted to pull away Viktor's hand, but the cursed flas were still blazing all over his body, making her unable to touch him. Viktor was also not responding to any of her words nor even paying her a single glance.
"A-Ayana...get out...of here..." Nyissa managed to retch out her words as if she was preparing herself to take care of this problem alone.
Ayana bit her lip and took out her sword and placed it against Viktor's neck as she stamred, "P-Please let h-her go….I don't want to hurt you…She never ant to kill you..."
Ayana's friends were also feeling on edge, seeing how their Master's neck might get crushed any mont and how Viktor was acting quite strangely, much contrary to how he was previously.
They wondered if the reason for him being so scary now was because he was angry that their Mistress tried to kill him.
"Ayana...no...just run!" Nyissa beca worried seeing her disciple placing her sword against Viktor's neck. She knew she couldn't die like this since that would an Ayana and her friends might die too.
She let go of Viktor's arm and manifested her spear in her hand before stabbing Viktor again, this ti in the middle of the chest, instead of his heart.
Viktor didn't even let out a grunt but flung Nyissa away as she got sent flying till she crashed onto one of the stone buildings, the whole building crumbling down on her.
Ayana's eyes brightened up, seeing that Viktor let go of Nyissa but at the sa ti got worried seeing how the stone building fell on top of her.
She instantly ran over along with her friends to check up on her and saw Nyissa stumbling out with blood trickling down her forehead and lips, making Ayana even more worried.
"Master!" Ayana quickly got to her and helped her stand straight.
"He...what is going on…" Nyissa mumbled as she looked at Viktor walking towards them slowly with trembling eyes.
She activated her Odic Vision, only to have her eyes widen in shock as she mumbled, "The stab injury I gave him...the flas are healing it...impossible…"
Ayana and the others were shocked as well to see that Viktor no longer had any wide stab marks in his chest, and by now, the cursed flas had healed it.
"W-What happened to him? Why did he suddenly beco so frightening? He wasn't this way before…" Ayana mumbled in a tone of despair, sensing the sharp baleful aura emanating from him.
"Just run! Don't stay here any longer. I will handle him," Nyissa said in a grave tone as she tried to make Ayana and her friends leave.
"No! We will not abandon you and run on our own. We will fight with you no matter what!" Ayana took a fighting stance as she stepped forward along with her friends, who had determined expressions to protect their Mistress as well.
Viktor didn't stop walking despite seeing this small group of battle-ready warriors. However, he suddenly moved his hands together as so of the cursed flas blazing on his body began to flow towards his palms.
"He can control it? That can't be possible!" Nyissa wondered if she was in so kind of nightmare after witnessing shocking things one after the other.
She was utterly sure that a vampire's weakness was fire, especially magical flas. And the cursed flas were infamous for vampires since they were the most powerful flas that were effective against them.
So seeing a vampire control the very cursed flas with such ease shook her and the others to the core.
Seeing Viktor conjure a ball of cursed flas between his palms made Ayana and her friends gulp in fear as they held their weapons with trembling hands.
"Viktor, please, I know this isn't you. At least say sothing!" Ayana desperately cried out, finally realizing how terrifying Viktor could be and how the sa went for General Raoul.
But suddenly, the ground began to slightly shake as the pieces of rocks on the ground began to wobble on the ground.
"HARKKKK!!" Loud, hoarse roars of Ranars echoed from a distance, and everyone saw tens of thousands of them rushing towards where Viktor, Nyissa, and the others were.
Nyissa's previous worries about the Ranars getting attracted towards the sound of their fight ca true seeing these frightening armies of Ranars rushing towards them.
However, all their killing intent was only targeted towards Viktor, making him look towards them with a nacing glare, unaffected by their collective killing intent.
"Oh no! Master...what should we do?" Ayana asked in a worried tone as she frantically looked around for any possible opening for an escape but clenched her fists, seeing that they were surrounded from all sides.
"Don't worry. I can hold them off," Nyissa said with a determined expression as she took out her spear and continued, "As for you all, don't stay here any longer. The mont I open a path for you all, run. These are clear orders, and I will not allow any room for disobedience. Otherwise, my efforts would be futile."
Ayana and her friends reluctantly nodded with bitter expressions, seeing how serious their Mistress was.
Just as the army of Ranars was only about a dozen ters away from Viktor simply raised both his arms as the cursed flas from his arms began to increase in size and vigor at a rapid pace.
*RUMBLE!*
The blood-red skies began to get cloudy as red lightning made booming sounds throughout the skies.
Nyissa, who was about to summon her cursed raven, was surprised to see what Viktor was doing, and so were the others who stood rooted to the spot.
The cursed flas from Viktor's arms were becoming so big and wild, they started to resemble two large tornadoes of cursed flas, and he directed his arms to each side, making the whirling tornadoes of cursed flas leave his arms and began to ravage the earth on their own.
"What in the na of the supre gods…" Nyissa mumbled with a stupefied expression seeing these two large black tornadoes destroying and singing the earth while heading towards the armies of Ranars on their own.
"T-This is…Is this the true power of the Blood Demon?..." Ayana trailed off as if she lost her breath since she was totally thunderstruck by what she was seeing.
The two giant black tornadoes were continuously getting wider and taller rapidly, till it was more than 600 feet wide and over 10,000 feet tall, seemingly touching the rumbling bloody skies.
*CRACKLE*
The bloody skies were filled with thunderous red lightning, and the whole sight looked as if a Demon God was about to unleash his vengeance upon this hellish army.
"HARKKK!* The Ranars were still charging with frenzied roars, but their roars were dulled because of the sound of the wind getting torn apart because of the two large black tornadoes that were coming their way.
And within seconds, the two tornadoes began to swallow this army of Ranars, leaving behind ashes in its wake as every single of the Ranars who got swallowed by the giant black tornadoes disintegrated to the last speck of their bodies.
And within just a minute, the two tornadoes completely swallowed tens of thousands of Ranars, ripping them apart to shreds while burning every inch of their bodies till there was nothing left of them other than their ashes whirling in the air before slowly settling to the ground.
Nyissa, Ayana, and her friends were standing completely still, their facial muscles going slack, having their brains filled with blank thoughts because of the mind-blowing sight they just witnessed.
"He can't be a…" Nyissa mumbled with a dumbfounded expression. mories of certain things she had heard from her father himself and read about in ancient records, flashed in her mind.
"A what…., Master?" Ayana asked with a nonplussed expression, extrely curious about what her Master might have to say.
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