Gospel of Blood

Chapter 175: You... who exactly are you?!

"Oh? Draw out? Were you referring to me, lovely werewolf lady?"

A lazy voice echoed through the cave, immediately capturing everyone's attention.

"Who?"

The werewolf Luff instantly became alert, drawing out his concealed weapon.

Charlotte and the others looked towards the source of the voice.

On the other side of the cave, behind a cluster of jagged rocks, a massive shadow flickered in the light of the mithril.

Accompanied by clearly audible footsteps, a creature in a black robe appeared before them.

It was indeed a "creature."

It had menacing dragon wings, claws on both its hands and feet, and although its head was human-like, it had cold-blooded crimson reptilian eyes and a pair of fearsome horns.

A vast aura emanated from it, bringing a faint sense of oppression. This pressure seemed to come from its bloodline and soul, making the weakest among them, the werewolf Noah, momentarily breathless and his face turn instantly pale.

"A... a monster!"

He widened his eyes, staring in terror at the mysterious figure.

Only when Luff shielded him did that oppressive feeling gradually lift.

"Monster?"

Hearing the young werewolf's words, the mysterious "creature" narrowed its crimson eyes, showing a dangerous glint.

"You dare call the great true dragon Gikode a monster?"

"You, a lower werewolf with no sense of reverence, must pay for your words!"

As if touched on a sore spot, the previously lazy and indifferent creature flew into a rage.

With a roar, its black robe shattered, its body rapidly expanding, and black scales spreading all over.

In an instant, it transformed into a six- to seven-meter-tall black dragon!

"A dragon... it's a dragon!"

Noah exclaimed again.

The black dragon roared and charged towards them.

"Be careful, Lady Charlotte!"

Luff's expression changed as he moved to protect Charlotte and Noah.

However, Sebastian was faster.

He elegantly drew a flaming sword from the void, stepping forward and blocking the black dragon.

The clash between the dragon's claws and the flaming sword produced a deafening explosion, sending ripples of magical energy throughout the cave.

The mountain trembled slightly, and fragments of mithril mixed with ore rained down like a meteor shower, incredibly beautiful.

Under the tremendous force, Sebastian only took a half-step back, but no more.

He had blocked the black dragon's attack.

"An elemental sword of the elves? You're not a werewolf?"

The black dragon halted its assault, its crimson eyes fixed on Sebastian.

Under the fierce magical wind, the wolf ears Sebastian had glued on were blown away.

He elegantly adjusted his slightly wrinkled clothes, his gray hair turning blood red, quickly restoring his original appearance as a flame elf.

"Of course I'm not a werewolf. So, Mr. Gikode, who claims to be a black dragon, what about you?"

"Despite being a mighty 'black dragon,' you were blocked by me. Should I say that I am too strong, or that you, as a 'black dragon,' are... too weak?"

Sebastian twirled his flaming sword with a smile, looking at the ferocious black dragon before him.

Hearing this, a flash of anger appeared in the black dragon's eyes.

With a roar, it charged at Sebastian again.

"Arrogant elf! How dare you disrespect the great black dragon Gikode!"

"The great Gikode will devour you and drink your elven blood!"

An even more immense pressure erupted from the black dragon. Its body expanded once more, and it struck at Sebastian.

However, just as the dragon's claw was about to strike, a deep, hoarse voice echoed in the cave.

"Contract · Cage of Order!"

Silver light blossomed, and shining silver bands descended like serpents, surrounding the black dragon and forming a square cage of light.

It was a sealing spell from Mitra, the God of Contracts.

The black cat Nice had intervened.

The charging black dragon collided with an invisible barrier, and abruptly halted.

"A black dragon... an elf... a cat... and divine magic...?"

The young werewolf stared blankly at the unfolding scene, feeling his recently reconstructed worldview shatter again.

The black cat Nice, uncharacteristically, didn't bicker with Sebastian. Instead, it squinted at the black dragon trapped in the cage of order and chuckled.

"Heh, indeed. The powerful black dragon is trapped by a single spell from Master Cat. Since when did Master Cat become so strong?"

Hearing the sarcasm in Nice's words, the black dragon grew even more furious.

"Roar—!"

"Wretched insect! The great black dragon Gikode will devour you all!"

Black and red mist erupted from the black dragon, and its aura intensified further.

Its crimson eyes were filled with bloodlust and madness as it raised its head and struck the cage of order.

The black cat Nice lazily watched the struggling black dragon, but its expression quickly stiffened.

Under the black dragon's strike, the black-red mist enveloped the silver light, causing cracks to appear in the supposedly unbreakable cage of order before it shattered completely.

"Huh? Is that... divine power?"

For the first time, Nice showed a look of uncertainty.

The black dragon, infuriated by Nice's "sneak attack," ignored Sebastian. After breaking free, it roared and charged straight at Nice.

Nice was startled.

Feeling the black dragon's overwhelming aura, it didn't hesitate to turn and flee, hiding behind Charlotte.

Only its round head peeked out to watch the ferocious black dragon.

Now, the black dragon's target naturally shifted to Charlotte.

Luff's eyes narrowed.

He raised his sword, shielding Charlotte, but was swiftly swatted away by the dragon.

"Uncle Luff!"

The young werewolf beside Charlotte cried out in alarm.

Ignoring the fallen Luff, the black dragon continued its charge toward Charlotte and Nice.

However, just as it was about to reach them, the familiar flaming sword blocked it once more.

"Don't forget, your opponent is me."

Sebastian said with a slight smile.

"Elf!"

The black dragon roared in fury, redirecting all its wrath at Sebastian.

Sebastian elegantly swung his sword, a brilliant arc of moonlight emanating from him as he transformed into a streak of light, charging toward the black dragon.

A dragon and a man instantly resumed their battle.

The terrifying elemental fluctuations erupted once more, turning the entire cavern upside down and making it feel like it could collapse at any moment.

The aftershocks of the fight shattered the mithril ore, scattering dazzling silver light. The zombie miners, who were still working, became innocent victims, frequently being knocked over by the horrific magical storms.

After a prolonged struggle, neither the black dragon nor Sebastian could gain the upper hand, resulting in a stalemate!

Noah was already stunned.

"Sir Barce... so strong! Sir Barce can actually fight a Legendary dragon one-on-one!"

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However, Charlotte beside him gently shook her head.

"No, it’s not that he is too strong."

She watched the black dragon battling Sebastian with great interest.

"It’s that this 'black dragon'... is too weak."

The black dragon and Sebastian were locked in an intense battle, unable to determine a winner.

After a prolonged high-intensity fight, the bloodlust and madness in the black dragon's crimson eyes gradually faded, returning to normal.

With a long roar, it spread its dragon wings and retreated, instantly withdrawing from the battle.

Perched on a distant boulder, it looked down at the unscathed Sebastian, its red eyes flickering slightly.

"Elemental sword, Arch-Moon sword technique... you’re from Luna Island?"

"An elf from Luna Island appearing here... are you breaking the contract established back then?"

Sebastian's expression changed almost instantly.

He squinted his eyes and raised his voice slightly.

"Luna Island? Contract?"

Seeing Sebastian's reaction, the black dragon’s expression turned enigmatic, and it suddenly chuckled lightly.

"So... I was wrong. It seems the long-eared ones from Luna Island aren’t united either."

After saying this, it leaped back again, distancing itself from the battlefield.

It coldly observed everyone in the cave, its voice carrying a cold authority.

"Intruders, your strength is indeed formidable."

"However, you have seen things you shouldn’t have."

"Since you’re here, you will remain here forever!"

With that, it stomped its foot lightly, causing the entrance of the mine tunnel to close with a rumble.

Then, it extended its menacing dragon claw, and with a flash of light, a blood-red page appeared in its grasp.

The page emitted a crimson glow, enveloping all the zombie miners, and the black dragon’s icy voice resounded again.

"Go, kill them!"

As soon as it spoke, all the zombie miners began to twitch, rapidly absorbing the magical energy within the mine, their auras rising continuously.

Some of the skeletal zombies even ignited with black flames, transforming into advanced undead on the spot!

In an instant, thousands of ghostly green flames focused on Charlotte and her companions.

The zombies, wielding sharp mining tools, advanced like a silent army towards them.

Seeing the quickly forming undead army, Sebastian's eyes narrowed.

While the average strength of these undead might not be high, their sheer number was enough to make even a Silver Moon tremble...

However...

Sebastian couldn't help but glance back at Charlotte, who was staring at the blood-red page in the black dragon’s claw with an astonished expression. His gaze turned slightly peculiar.

The black dragon didn’t notice the exchange of glances between Sebastian and Charlotte.

Even if it had, it probably wouldn’t have thought much of it.

With its cold gaze on the group surrounded by the undead, the black dragon sneered.

"Intruders, let’s see if your strength is greater or if my undead army is stronger!"

"Go, kill them!"

It commanded with a sinister grin.

The crimson page in its claw glowed brightly, and the undead army raised their mining tools.

But just as the black dragon expected its undead army to charge, all the undead froze in place.

The black dragon was stunned.

"Go, kill them!"

It frowned and commanded again, the crimson page in its claw glowing once more.

However, the undead still did not move.

"Go, kill them!"

The black dragon roared in anger, kicking the nearest undead to the ground.

This time, the undead moved.

But instead of charging at the intruders, they stiffly turned their heads, focusing their hollow gazes on Gikode.

Their empty eye sockets burned with eerie green flames, silent and oppressive.

Being stared at by thousands of undead, even the most hot-tempered dragon sensed something was wrong.

"What are you looking at? Go, kill them!"

It ordered angrily again.

Of course, the undead did not respond.

Instead, in the black dragon’s shocked gaze, these undead it had personally created raised their mining tools and took a step towards it.

"What are you... what are you doing?"

The black dragon asked, confused and alarmed.

It raised the crimson page high, trying to regain control of the undead.

"Undead! Obey my command! Obey my command!"

The undead... ignored it.

A soft sigh echoed from behind the undead, clearly audible in the empty cave.

The gathered undead suddenly moved aside, creating a path, and the skeletal undead bowed respectfully.

The black dragon watched in disbelief as the werewolf girl, who had seemed insignificant, walked out from the crowd of undead.

The powerful elf who had fought it stood respectfully half a step behind her, like a devout follower.

The mysterious black cat that had cast a divine spell walked beside her, strutting like a pet following its master.

The girl held a heavy black book, which glowed with a deep light. In mid-air, a phantom of a book spirit floated, bowing respectfully to the girl.

The girl’s hair, previously styled as a tomboy, now fell around her shoulders.

No longer gray like a werewolf’s, it was a beautiful and mysterious silver, and her eyes, with a mix of red and gold, seemed to hold an extraordinary power.

She looked at the confused black dragon with pity and shook her head.

"Lost in the wild path transformation, your self-awareness completely twisted. How pitiful..."

As she spoke, Charlotte gently closed the book in her hands, eyeing the crimson page in the black dragon's claw with a meaningful expression.

"Mr. Gikode, has anyone ever told you that relying too much on the cursed pages, power that isn’t yours, will drive you mad?"

"Even... for a bloodborne."

The black dragon's gaze fixed on the heavy book in the girl's hands, its expression changed completely.

"The Book of the Dead?! How is the Book of the Dead in your hands?!"

"You are not a werewolf either!"

"Count Hol? No... you’re not Count Hol! You’re not his maid either!"

"Who... who are you?!"

...

Meanwhile, in a castle somewhere in Castell.

A bloodborne girl named Agnes, who had just finished washing up and was about to go to bed, suddenly stumbled and collapsed to the ground.

"Count Castell!"

"Book of the Dead Spirit!"

"You bastards, how dare you randomly draw on my power again!"

She lay on the ground, weak and pale, gritting her teeth in frustration.