Wipe Out Everything With a Counter Attack Power of 10000000000

16. Empire Third Executive (2)

In the darkness of the falling night.

In the Vain forest, characterized by its dark leaves, a chilling wind blew.

Kyoulon, the only vampire among the 10 executives of the Empire, was gritting his teeth.

“Are you giving up now and turning back? You’re acting like a coward.”

Kairol did not particularly like the attitude of Prince Shuberche, the first Emperor’s son, who seemed like nothing more than a scaredy-cat.

‘I’ll end it my way.’

The Imperial sword, Yuma.

He was fully aware of her power.

The fact that she’s called a ‘war god’. He now understood that it wasn’t made up on a whim or by coincidence.

The fact that she had brought down Kronos, the Sword God, who was the second executive of the previous empire.

This fact made him, who had already been thoroughly prepared, even more ready.

‘Damned succubus.’

Among the people who tried to offer cooperation, Nelly, the succubus with the ability to irritate Yuma’s nerves the most, inexplicably declined his offer.

‘But I am still capable of killing one of them.’

Kailron alternated his gaze between his two sides.

Two vampires, identical to himself, were standing tall.

Even in daylight, they were top-ranking vampires with enough power to tear a sword master apart directly. Including himself.

Three such monsters had gathered.

And now it was the middle of the night. The hour of darkness, when the strength of vampires was multiplied.

“He’s currently the biggest nuisance to Prince Shuberche. If we manage to defeat him, we’ll be able to create a tremendous influence on the empire,” Kailron stated.

Upon hearing this, the vampire on Kailron’s left snorted.

“All I care about is bedding many human women.”

The bulky vampire, Amton, spat out dismissively as if to question the worthiness of the conversation.

Kailron gritted his teeth.

‘… Always with these trivial pursuits on his mind. Hopelessly predictable.’

But he couldn’t voice those words aloud.

In close-range hand-to-hand combat, within the vampire community he knew, there was no one who could match Amton, whose entire body was taut with muscle.

A husky woman’s voice came from the right.

“The game of power, that could be quite entertaining.”

It was Erica, the female vampire.

Her long silver-colored hair fluttered in the wind.

Erica flicked her long, pale, purple-colored tongue like a snake.

Kailron nodded at her comment that aligned with his own ambition.

“Indeed, if we can properly deal with this guy, it’s not impossible to transform the Astes Empire into a vampire empire.”

***

Yuma asked the staff where the Bain forest was. They said it was a lush forest, only ten minutes away.

“There are no monsters now, but in the winter monsters do come down.”

“Thank you.”

Yuma walked away.

‘The night air is nice.’

Step by step

And then he arrived in Bain forest, characterized by its black trees.

Yuma took a step into the bush and opened his mouth.

“Third seat of the empire, come out.”

His voice echoed with authority.

Yuma didn’t intend to go any deeper into the forest.

Night.

And the race called vampires.

Getting closer didn’t seem like the best choice.

Thump─

A sound of a tree being distorted was heard. It was Kailron, who had been standing on a branch, launching into the air.

Flap!

And he spread his gigantic wings.

Very vampire-like wings.

The wings resembled the shape of a bat’s wings, except they seemed to be at least 2 meters in length.

So you’re Yuma.

The blonde Vanpire with red eyes, Kairon, looked down at Yuma.

Despite standing with both feet on the ground, unlike himself, Yuma radiated a lofty aura.

Yuma’s ashen hair fluttered in the breeze.

It was Kairon who named him.

The representative of the princess, the princess’s sword.

Zezerezerezerezere!

Eight red spears, formed from blood, materialized behind Kairon’s back. Each was a concentration of formidable magic and vitality. The destructive force within each of these spears was as powerful as the sword of a sword master.

Martial God, Yuma.

Kairon’s brow furrowed.

He prepared his attack slowly, intended to instill fear. Regardless, there was no change in Yuma’s expression.

His feet, which I expected to retreat, did not move an inch. Yuma finally opened his mouth.

I am not sure why you are introducing me.

Suddenly, a rumbling came from the left.

Koong-kooong!

Agreed! Human! This man talks too much!

A hulking figure was charging towards him: pale purple skin and a body encased in muscle like iron armor.

[Lv.122] Amton

Amton swung his fist.

His fist was like a hammer.

But, a hammer as fast as lightning.

Yuma tracked its trajectory with his gaze.

Yuma’s eyes sparkled.

It was Bullet Time, a skill he obtained as a reward for defeating the Sword God, Chronos.

The trajectory of Amton’s fist was clear to see.

Even without the operation of Bullet Time, the track of the attack was perfectly clear.

Zezere!

Amton’s fist emitted a percussive sound, like shattering air.

Yuma moved his feet.

His weaving was unstable, almost feeble.

But, he definitely dodged it.

Ah, he almost predicted the trajectory and avoided it.

Erika watched Yuma’s strange movement and admired him.

hahahahaha, pretty good! Human!

Amton threw another punch, this time with his left hand.

Kwaaa!

The punch spiraled in a storm of red energy.

The effect of Bullet Time did not stop at reading the trajectory of the attack.

Paring Point.

Yuma dodged a massive punch with a twist of his right foot and counter-attacked at the eye of the vortex wrapping the fist with the ＜Fang of the Black Dragon Bernack＞.

KA-aaaNG!

A brilliant golden aura, signifying a successful parry, exploded forth.

“What?”

Amton’s eyes bulged.

KHUaaa!

He was confronted with a red storm soaring towards his own head.

His primary skill, the ＜Red Storm＞, had rebounded with tenfold damage.

Amton’s body slumped.

His head was gone.

Not just his head. Half of his upper body had been swept away in a storm of blood.

KWOONG!

Amton’s giant frame thudded to the floor.

A silence lingered in the Veil Forest.

“He didn’t even have a chance to recover, that pig,” Erika twisted her lips in a grotesque smile.

The Vampire race possesses immense regenerative abilities. Even their vampire minions, from a human perspective, have shocking wound recovery power. And there is no need to mention the high-ranking vampires.

Even the strong Sword Masters can quickly heal injuries, as long as it doesn’t penetrate their head or heart.

Yet, someone with such regenerative abilities was shredded to pieces with a single strike.

In Erika’s eyes, Yuma’s formerly awkward evasion began to look like a sublime martial arts technique.

“Is he a War God…!” Heat flushed Erika’s cheeks.

Pleasure overcame fear.

Kairon swallowed hard.

“…We’ll attack together. Erika, spread the night.”

Their original plan was to attack as a team of three.

But that hot-headed Amton had gone ahead and gotten himself killed.

However, it wasn’t entirely without benefit.

They understood now that his strength wasn’t just hearsay, but a reality.

According to their research, he wasn’t the type to make a preemptive strike.

Behind Kairon, who was now at [Lv.123], Yuma saw another pair of eyes.

[Lv.121] Erika

‘There’s one more.’

The more time dragged on, the more variables appeared.

Yuma cocked his head arrogantly.

“I’ll give the two of you the first move.”

He then took a step forward.

An outright provocation.

“Let’s see how well you flounder.”

What he possessed was ‘parrying’.

The thing to trust is ‘Parry.’

Yuma stood still and took a deep breath.

In a posture so defenseless and sloppy that it was defenceless in the eyes of others.

“hahahahahat!!”

It was a witch-like laughter that exploded from Erica’s mouth.

“I love strong humans…!”

Like Kailron, Erica also spread her wings.

“I love it even more when I make that strong human a slave…!”

Black smoke began to puff out from Erica’s mouth as she ascended. The black smoke created a territory.

A completely dark territory, so dark that one wouldn’t be able to perceive their surroundings.

＜Dark Heaven＞

That was Erica’s main skill.

Yuma had to face a situation where nothing could be seen, as if he had tightly shut his eyes.

“Always giving way to the first move, your arrogance! Hate that arrogance! Yumaaa!!”

Eight bloody spears floating behind Kailron poured down towards Yuma.

“hahahahahat!!”

Suddenly, a large red scythe was in Erica’s hand. Just like that, she charged towards Yuma with the scythe raised.

Yuma stood as if he had accepted death.

Even though he stood there, he had seen everything.

＜Ultra Concentration＞

The skill called Ultra Concentration completely swallowed up Erica’s Dark Heaven.

He could not see Erica’s location or Kailron’s direct location.

But in exchange, he could see the technique.

The bloody spears pouring towards him.

And Erica’s scythe, flailing red energy and rushing towards him like lightning.

Self-belief.

Confidence that the Parry authority, ＜Don’t Hesitate＞, bestowed.

That confidence eliminated any hesitation.

Yuma, who had a natural talent for reading attack courses from the start, was on top of it.

There was now ＜Ultra Concentration＞.

The eight spears seemed to be pouring down at the same time, but in reality, they had individual falling speeds. He perfectly understood this.

Yuma’s right arm moved.

There wasn’t a single moment of hesitation.

Bang!

In an instant, he parried all eight of the blood spears that rained down like lightning.

Krrraaah!

He countered Erica’s scythe attack, which was full of powerful blood energy akin to a Sword Master’s Aura Blade, head-on.

＜Absolute Counter＞

It does not collapse.

Similarly, the skill, ＜Indomitable Will＞, that he acquired by defeating the Sword God Chronos, had withstood Erica’s attack.

Erika’s ＜Dark Sky＞ lifted.

Yuma’s sight, which had been plunged into darkness, cleared up.

The sight of Erika whose breath had been cut off in an instant.

“…gahhhhhk..!”

The sight of the 3rd Seat of the Empire, Kailon, being pierced and dying by her own spears.

“Why…why isn’t it healing..! Gahhhhhk!”

Kailon did not realize. That his upper and lower body had been completely severed.

And that his heart had been completely pierced by a spear, losing its function.

Soon, Kailon, the 3rd Seat of the Empire, breathed his last.

“I’m…tired.”

Yuma, who had killed three high-ranking vampires, felt extremely fatigued.

He turned his back. But there was a mysterious woman with red hair sitting helplessly before him.

[Lv.67] Hestia.

‘This is the mysterious being I saw at the restaurant a few hours ago.’

The strange being’s mouth slowly opened.

“I…I didn…didn’t see anything! Really! Ah..! The night sky is so beautiful, isn’t it!?”

The strange being, unfamiliar with honorifics, was desperately trying to survive.

When Yuma stared at her blankly.

“aaahhh! Please save me!”

She became a bit more honest.