My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness

#241

Vampire Rise (1)

Pajijijijik—! Pajik—!

A spark more fierce than anything that had ever occurred before.

In response to this unusual reaction, Heinz, who had been pushing his opponent all along, took a step back with a stern expression.

‘Somehow I thought it was too easy.’

Until a little while ago, the fight with Obaipo was going easier than expected.

He and Heinz are of the same rank.

Even within that, if we had to divide the rankings, the Obaipo, which had lived for a long time, was bound to be higher, but Heinz’s overwhelming specifications were so overwhelming that even that difference could easily be ignored.

Aside from the influence of other skills, their status as a species, which was raised through “mixed-blood evolution,” was so different that it would be embarrassing to put them in the same race category.

Even when comparing the Holy Blood, which can be said to be the pinnacle of vampires, there is a gap of more than twice that.

‘At this level, it would be strange to lose.’

Based on the superiority of such specifications, Heinz thoroughly pushed Obypo.

The thoughts and blood magic clashed continuously, and at the same time, physical collisions were repeated.

If I had kept going like that, I would have been able to easily defeat him in no time…

Pajijit—! Kwaang—!

Sparks erupted from a much closer location than before, and the two holy bloods collided again, sending a strong shock wave through the surrounding area.

His territory was being pushed out by the expanding ideas centered around Obaipo, and he was gradually being put on the defensive.

‘Is it Phase 2?’

It seemed like he had no intention of giving up like this.

“Keuuu— I, Obipo, will become the king of all vampires in this world…! “I don’t know why the original ‘blood authority’ doesn’t work on you…”

The power continues to surge even in moments of repeated conflict.

In response, the old vampire wriggled his whole body and muttered lowly with a distorted face.

“No, wait… you can’t believe it…”

He muttered to himself like that, then let out a sigh as if he realized something, and then glared at Heinz standing in front of him with narrowed eyes.

“…Yes, you are a traitor. I’ve definitely heard of it… I heard that a guy who suddenly appeared took over control of the Brokoslak Clan in an instant and rose to the top…”

Another round of battle went back and forth.

In the meantime, his momentum, which had exploded frighteningly, had already exceeded five times its original level.

In the aftermath, his strained body was being destroyed little by little, but his strength showed no signs of stopping, as if that was not the end.

“I see, I see… I don’t know how, but you seem to have acquired a way to resist the bloodline… Are you trying to usurp this throne with that ability this time…?”

Obaipo mumbles something incomprehensible as if possessed by something.

However, Heinz, who was diligently protecting the realm of thought, also suddenly realized something when he heard those words.

‘Ah, I’ve been feeling an itch for some reason.’

I was concentrating on the fight and the reaction was so weak that I didn’t really pay any attention to it, thinking it might have been the excitement of the battle.

Now that I think about it, it seems like what was stirring inside him was influenced by what he was talking about, the ‘authority of blood.’

“Right. Is this energy all heat? Then, that’s all the remaining veins. “I never thought I could use the power of other blood vessels like this.”

“Hehehe… Have you noticed it now? Yes, I am the one who continues the original blood lineage… The owner of ten of the twelve blood lines is none other than Obaipo…!”

Heinz’s body was thrown backwards with the tremendous force that continued to expand from his body.

Those forces that originally could not have been contained were forcibly brought up, further raising the status of Obaipo.

“…How is that possible? “If you force yourself to use the essence left behind by the Seonghyeol, it won’t just end up as mental contamination.”

Heinz, who had barely recovered his thrown body, frowned and opened his mouth.

Of course, since he himself was immune to mental contamination, he had already ordered his subordinates to search.

Even though quite a bit of time has passed, I still haven’t found a single one.

‘Maybe it was because this guy had already recovered everything.’

Somehow, even though they absorbed all the remnants of other clans, no one knew about their whereabouts.

It seemed like he was thorough in his murderous actions.

Pajijit—! Sigh!

And while we were having this conversation.

Even though he used “Denial of Existence” to evade, Heinz received quite a significant hit.

The wound on my thigh, which was on the verge of amputation, regenerated in the blink of an eye, but this was not a good sign as the guy’s momentum was still increasing.

“Ah… it seems like things are finally going well now…! How is this possible? “Isn’t that natural… Because this body is the king who will stand above all vampires…!”

Heinz’s expression slightly frowned at that self-praise, but then came back again.

The guy didn’t seem to have any intention of giving a proper answer, but he had some idea.

‘The ability I gained when I sucked blood from a vampire of the Obaipo clan was ‘harmonization’. Seeing as it was absorbed into “Hybrid Evolution,” is it a similar lower-level ability? It seems like it was a vision designed in loose connection with that.’

It wasn’t the level of blood system ability called in other dimensions, but each blood system had some sort of specialty.

The Brokoslak Clan, which swallowed up a country with its ‘blood print’ that only the Eupersch Clan could use and its unique mental abilities, was also part of this.

Pajik—! Quaaaang!

This time the blow was quite severe.

The entire area around the shoulder, including the collarbone, was blown away and repaired in an instant.

As expected, there was a need to hurry and do something.

“You traitor… You are not worthy of being my subject for going against the will of the origin, so I will kill you right here…”

Oba licks the blood from his hand, smiling confidently at his obvious superiority. Ipoh.

Although I had no intention of becoming a retainer in the first place, I was just excited.

Rather than that now….

“Big! “Wow!”

Grumble—sud!

His face turned pale in an instant and he immediately vomited out a bunch of blood.

At the same time, the area of thought I had been pushing so hard faltered and began to shrink again in an instant.

‘Oh, as expected. Is that a habit of vampires? After all, it’s the easiest and fastest way to understand the other person.’

I had already experienced it a few times, but his blood that had not been filtered through “purified blood essence” was extremely poisonous to vampires… no, it was no different from radioactivity.

However, I ended up drinking it while trying to force myself to do something else.

“Puhuhuh—tsk! What on earth is this…! What on earth are you…! Broccoli Slag? Eupersch? No, no… A power that has deviated from its source this much…?”

Now blood started flowing not only from the mouth but also from the nose.

“Ah—this is why… the reason why the authority of blood vessels did not work…! How much unclean blood is this…? “This is a heresy beyond a traitor…!”

“Your words are too harsh. It just has a bit of a strong personality. “My roots are still here.”

As the saying goes.

Heinz’s basis as a vampire was the Brokoslag bloodline, and the reason he became a holy blood was by stealing the blood of Eupersch.

Naturally, it had to be the most important among the parts that made up him.

If I were to be specific, about 40 percent?

Of course, most of them were transformed due to various factors, so not much of the original state remained.

‘Is that about… 5 percent?’

Looking at my body’s reaction to that guy, maybe it’s less than that.

‘Rather than that, it’s the original source.’

A great one that unites the blood vessels of the first birth.

That was the origin that Obaipo was talking about.

An imaginary bloodline that forms the basis of the ‘vampire’ race before it split into twelve.

It was a fantasy-like story that if you complete it and make it one, you will not only become a king who rules over all vampires, but you will also gain power that can surpass even the Immortal King.

‘under!’

however.

From Heinz’s point of view, it could only be funny.

That’s right….

‘In fact, it is the beginning and source of all blood vessels in Outerica, but on a dimensional scale, it is at most a branch of countless vampire sects.’

A race that uses the vampire factor as the basis of its power to gain strength by stealing the blood of others, has a strict class system, and increases its power through infection.

Although such vampires were treated as contagious diseases or germs in many worlds, they were also a species found quite commonly in many dimensions, just like humans and elf dragons.

‘I don’t know if there is a separate network of divine beings who exchange information between dimensions.’

And perhaps because of their unique ecological structure, they had particularly extreme changes across dimensions among other races.

As if a real virus had adapted to the environment and mutated.

“They said he called himself a king. “Can’t you just endure that much?”

“Wow, you bastard…!”

Heinz raised his head and sneered at him, mocking him as he looked down on him as he struggled to keep himself together.

If the original source he is talking about is the original form of the vampire, combining several branches into one and taking all of their strengths.

And if you call the person who owns it ‘king’.

What should we call him, who has absorbed all the strengths of not just Outerica, but numerous vampire factions across all dimensions?

What about Heinz II, who has already surpassed the origin and evolved closest to perfection?

In this case, the words that can describe him are….

“Puh—yes, then I should be called the emperor.”

As expected, that was all there was to it.

A word spoken as a joke.

But more than anything else, it was also a modifier that was infinitely close to the truth.

“Bullshit…!”

Of course, to Obaipo, it was just seen as a mockery of himself.

And after he had been trying to get his body trembling with anger for a while, he suddenly stopped.

“Hehehe… Ah, yes… You mean the emperor…?”

Soon he started laughing evilly.

“Did you say hybrid…? It looks like quite a few of your men have entered this city now…”

The elite who first set out with Heinz was only about a hundred, but if you include the additional troops who came through the blood gate, the number has increased several times.

They were still buying time by disrupting the Obaipo Clan and the Republic’s defense forces.

“Let’s take a look at the emperor’s authority…!”

Right after saying that.

Obaipo immediately raised his head and let out a roar with a strange sound towards the sky.

[“Children of the hybrid, come here—! Come, kill your false king, and welcome the true king—!”] A

powerful wave of blood magic that only affected vampires swept across the entire city of Uletor in an instant.

With absolute control that cannot be denied if it is within range.

‘There’s nothing we can do about that mutant heretic, but his subordinates are different…! Try killing the subordinates you trusted with your own hands…!’

My stomach twisted again as I overexerted myself again, but considering the consequences, this wasn’t a particularly big loss.

Obaipo, who gave such a confident shout, looked at Heinz with a meaningful smile and—.

Heinz also met his gaze with a sour attitude.

“……?”

The silence that follows.

And while a moment passes.

There wasn’t a single hybrid vampire that came here.

Not really one person.

‘why…?’

Obaipo’s face was strangely distorted.

As I had personally encountered the blood, I could understand that Heinz’s control was not effective.

But isn’t the situation different for the vampires under him?

‘My commands don’t work even on guys of that level?’

At this point, I couldn’t help but feel skeptical about whether I could really encompass all the blood vessels as I had calculated.

The basis for achieving his ambitions and his faith were shaken to the core.

“why? “Isn’t it going as you expected?”

Heinz’s mockery rang in his ears, but he didn’t have time to pay attention to it right now.

‘That can’t be possible. That can’t be…!’

How many years have you poured into this?

A journey to collect the legacies as well as to study them until they can be put to practical use.

He is willing to experiment directly with his own body and has been doing so for thousands of years.

But the result looks like this?

As I realized that the thousands of years of effort I had made had been meaningless, the small despair that bloomed in my heart grew in size and spread like a toxin.

“Huh… Hehehe….”

Obaipo, who had his head down, kept shaking his body and bursting into empty laughter.

Regardless of his mood, the power that was constantly surging within his body was endlessly elevating him and protecting his distracted body, but…

‘It was meaningless.’

His body, which had otherwise been collapsing due to the excessive concentration of force, was now disintegrating to a degree that was visible at a glance due to the toxicity contained in Heinz’s blood and his repeated unreasonable actions.

In order to survive, he had to bring down this power and stabilize himself even now, but if he did that, he wouldn’t have any chance of winning.

Obaipo’s vain gaze, which had been quietly looking at his crumbling body, turned to Heinz again.

‘Heinz Hybrid II, monarch of the Kingdom of Thalia and ruler of the Vampire Clan Alliance Hybrid.’

A bloodline that is a mixture of all kinds of unknown bloodlines.

A body of heretics who dared to reject the origins and seek change.

And a body that is close to ultimate perfection and of the highest standard.

Unlike his body, which was continuously being broken by the torrent of strong force, it was truly the most appropriate vessel to contain the source water.

‘…Okay, I admit it.’

The status of your body far surpasses mine.

You might be able to handle the power that is too much for my miserable body to contain.

If so, wouldn’t it be possible to truly exercise the authority of the origin?

okay.

therefore-.

Give me that body!

I’m going to go to the middle of the day!

A moment when sparks stronger than ever flickered fiercely.

Obaipo ignored his collapsing body and aggressively attacked Heinz.

There was nothing that could stop him from burning everything, ignoring the rest of his life.

‘I should be thankful to the revolutionaries.’

An unknown power that pushed his ‘harmony power’ to its limit, allowing the powers of different blood vessels to unite and manifest simultaneously.

Without that, I wouldn’t have even dreamed of this method.

From the moment it became unclear whether the ‘ambition’ that had allowed him to endure for so many years despite the fear of losing his memories in real time had been achieved, there was nothing he could see.

Crack—!

Finally, Obaipo’s hand grabbed Heinz’s forehead.

In the process, his body was completely devastated by the successive attacks he allowed and was quickly falling apart, but he smiled brightly, not caring about his physical condition.

“Hehe! “Emperor, let’s make a bet…”

Of course, there will be some adventures along the way.

He was definitely confident this time.

“The stake is everything that both parties have…”

He is a person who has lived for 10,000 years and has continuously practiced asceticism.

Moreover, no matter how much memory has been erased, the remaining memories are over a thousand years old.

But there’s no way you can lose to an opponent who has a special body and has probably lived for a few hundred years at best, right?

“The winner has everything the loser has… even his body and soul!”

like that.

Obaipo borrowed an unknown power and boldly infiltrated Heinz’s mental world.

[What… is this?]

Faced with a situation that was a little… no, a lot different from what I expected, I let out a helpless sound without realizing it.