Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start Chapter 1005: The Cunning Archdemon

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Blake was right all along with his assumptions.

The King of the Elves had died roughly seven or six years ago, when Mammon parasitized his soul and slowly ate it.

The question, however, remained.

How did he do this? How could he get to the King so easily?

The King of Elves, from what Blake had learned, was soone that had reached the Level of a Spirit Saint.

He was a Master of his Divine Spirit Swordsmanship Arts and could control all five basic magic elents with extre mastery.

Above all, his eight Spirits were all incredibly powerful beings, which cented him as the Elven Continent's strongest man.

To allow Mammon to parasitize his soul and then eat it… It didn't made sense!

Unless he was betrayed, and soone close to him, from his own family, approached him enough to give him the parasite.

But even then, how couldn't he tell it was inside his soul?

"There's no point in questioning this now…" Blake thought. "I have to kill him quickly before things get even more uncontrollable."

He analyzed his surroundings with a calm expression, which only seed to piss out Mammon, who had always hated Asmodeus for being soone incapable of showing his emotions.

That was the sa damned face he had when he sealed him away several years ago, and it only made him more infuriated.

"Asmodeus, you bastard… You've never changed even after your reincarnation," Mammon smiled, laughing. "Have you told your friends and family who you truly are? have they never questioned why you're so strong? Why you're so different?"

Suddenly, Mammon turned against Blake's friends.

"Have you never asked him who he truly is?!" Mammon laughed.

Blake's friends were all confused, Mammon was talking a language they could understand this ti, mostly thanks to having assimilated the Elven King.

So he was talking about all these things with them being able to understand them! He was calling Blake "Asmodeus", and he was treating him more like an old acquittance!

"Blake? What's going on? What is he talking about?" Elizabeth wondered.

"Asmodeus? Who is that?" Erika wondered. "Is that your na? But you're Blake, right?"

"That Demon's just talking nonsense, don't listen to him!" Chris said. "Blake is Blake!"

"…" Erdrich, who kind of already knew most of this, remained in silence as he was wary of the demon, preparing his Demonic Aura.

"B-Blake?" Eric asked, confused.

"I wish I could just tell you he's talking bullshit to buy himself ti, but he's not wrong," Blake said with an expressionless face. "I've slowly been gaining the mories of a past life, where I relentless fought these bastards, the demons, for thousands of years. They're blurry, but they reveal to that my soul once belonged to soone nad Asmodeus.

However, there's little ti to explain things right now, would you fight at my side and trust ? I promise I will explain things to you later, once we're done."

His sharp red eyes glanced back at his friends, as everyone remained in silence, but then nodded, smiling.

"Of course, why wouldn't we trust you anyways?!" Chris laughed. "Let's kill that bastard!"

"mories of a past life…" Elizabeth muttered. "If that's true, then that would explain many things… But indeed, there's no ti to think about that now."

"We'll always trust you, whatever your past life was, it doesn't really matter anyways, friend!" Eric smiled, readjusting his glasses.

"Y-Yeah!" Alberta was a bit confused, but she had the spirit.

"Always!" Erika smiled back at him. "Now I'm super curious though! But let's leave that for later, yeah!"

At the cheer and trust of his friends, Blake felt… rather fulfilled, he had never felt this way. He had been slightly afraid deep down that they would find him strange or reject him for confessing the truth right away.

He did it quickly because he wanted to get that out of his chest and not make unnecessary drama with it. However, he was fully expecting their rejection and disgust after hearing that he rembers that he was once a monster that lived for thousands of years.

Yet there was none of that!

They trusted him, as their friend, as their family, and as the one they loved too, in the case of Erika and Elizabeth.

Whatever he was in his past life, it didn't matter to them.

They were true friends.

Blake remained in silence, but he smiled, a different expression Mammon had never seen.

It made the Archdemon recoil with disgust!

"Hah, how disgusting… So you've indeed grown weaker, and more pathetic," Mammon sighed. "I used to admire your cold-headed mind and your ruthlessness, but it seems Lucifer's plan worked, you've grown softer, weaker, and emotional… Hah, but that's good too! I'll enjoy shredding those you love to pieces. You finally gave yourself a good weakness, ASMODEUS!"

FLASH!

Mammon finished talking, rushing towards Asmodeus' friends. Using the Elf King's body, he quickly conjured his powers, as an Aura of Rainbow Spiritual Energy surged from his body.

At the sa ti, he summoned one of the Elf King's Spirits, a blinding fairy made of pure light, which quickly transford into a huge great sword of pure gold.

Mammon laughed internally, knowing that Asmodeus wasn't fast enough to intercept him this ti now that he was using the Elf King's powers fully!

"I'll cut their heads off for you, Asmodeus!" he laughed. "{Divine Spirit Swordsmanship Arts}: {Arc of Light}!"

SLAAASH!

Mammon swung his blade; a horizontal slash beca a wave of holy light rushing towards Asmodeus' friends. Its power enough to shake space itself lightly and create a shockwave that made the entire castle tremble.

The attack was almost instantaneous, reaching them within an instant as an explosion of holy light impacted the wall behind them, the castle's foundations broke down, part of the ceiling collapsed into the gardens below.

BOOOM!

"Hahah… Hahaha!" Mammon laughed as he saw blood below the rubble, glaring back at Blake. "So? Now that I've freed you from your burden, can you fight like you used to do before, Asmodeus- huh?"

Mammon's eyes widened.

Blake had appeared right behind him, and only when he twisted his head towards his back was when he finally noticed him!

"When did he get there…?!"

That was the only thought he could conceive as Blake's Aura erupted, an overwhelming pressure pushed him down, before his spear impaled Mammon's body a hundred tis.

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