Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start

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The worst possible outcome happened, Mammon activated his special ability, the very power that Blake didn't want him to activate.

The reason why Mammon was so terrifying to even Asmodeus was because of his Soul Parasites, they were a unique power the Archdemon of Greed possessed.

It allowed him to parasitize the souls of others and slowly devour them, parasitizing them and turning the subject into a demonic aberration.

Sometimes, when he would choose a suitable vessel, he would go out of his way to devour their souls completely and turn them into his second bodies, gaining tremendous power out of them.

But sometimes, he would prematurely trigger the Demonic Power dwelling inside the target's souls, making the Demonic Soul Parasites completely transform the bodies of those parasitized.

They would turn into Demonic Aberrations, Mammon's own creations, his own army.

And right now, Blake had realized this too late.

Why? It was because Mammon made sure to keep them completely asleep since he implanted them into the souls of these people.

Slowly, as their King, he spread them like seeds.

And now, for this very moment, he finally decided to awaken them all.

"You pushed me this far, Asmodeus," smiled Mammon. "I was planning on enjoying the moment and slowly consume everybody's souls! However, you've forced my hand, we could have had a good time, pretending to be the King, while you were my dog that killed those stupid monsters outside! I would have loved if you played along for longer, maybe all those people down there would have had normal lives.

It's your fault, you've ruined their lives! They're nothing but horrible monsters now, ahaha… HAHAHAHA!"

"You…"

Blake remained in silence, his body floating in midair.

His patience was nowhere to be seen.

His emotions gathered into a single one.

Hatred.

His eyes shone bright red; his crimson hair waved by the wind.

His Divinity converged with all his Authorities and Skills, resembling an endless…

Darkness.

There was not a speck of color anymore.

"What? Don't tell me you actually care about all of these people?" laughed Mammon. "You seem to have grown soft indeed-"

CRAAASH!

Before Mammon could say another word, a sharp pain surged from his back, Blake's spear, the combination of Gluttony and Envy, which Mammon had managed to dodge in the very last moment, quickly moved across the skies and returned back to his target.

"Ugh?!"

Blood splattered out of the Elf King's torso as the spear barely missed the Spirit Orb by half a centimeter, and it wasn't the spear's fault.

In the very last second, Mammon shifted the spirit orb down, barely managing to evade it being destroyed.

"Ah!"

His eyes widened as he saw Blake rush towards him.

Or pretty much teleport.

Within less than a split second, he already appeared in front of him, an endless wave of darkness surged, engulfing him completely.

[Call of the Night]!

The darkness shrouded the entire world around Mammon, quickly transforming into countless draconic jaws, trying to bite and tear apart the vessel of Mamon, the Elf King.

"This damn bastard, he truly snapped!" laughed Mammon. "I made Asmodeus snap, hahah! HAHAHA!"

He clashed against all of Asmodeus attacks, swinging all six of his elemental swords at once, storms of elements constantly clashed against Asmodeus endless darkness.

The darkness was quickly destroyed over and over again, yet it kept regenerating and coming back, from above, below, the left, right, everywhere!

But that wasn't all, Asmodeus was right above.

In just 1 second, one hundred spheres of concentrated Divine Silver Flames were awaiting Mammon above.

"What?!"

{Silver Starfall}!

The spheres of Divine Silver Flames dropped down at lightning speed, Mammon was engulfed with countless explosions capable of burning through both body and soul.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Swinging his six swords, he clashed against each fireball individually, slashing them apart one after another like hot knives going through butter. However, each time he sliced them, they exploded right in front of his face anyways, burning him constantly.

"T-These are the flames of a Divine Dragon!" he muttered. "How come he obtained such a power?!" Mammon thought.

FLASH!

Amidst the smoke of countless explosions, Blake appeared in front of him, his hands extending towards Mammon and grasping his face, pushing him down into the floor.

"YOU BASTARD! STOP THIS INSTANT!"

Mammon quickly swung all his blades at once, spinning and unleashing another Elemental Storm, trying to push Blake away.

Yet Blake wasn't having any of his bullshit.

"STAY QUIET, YOU TRASH!"

He swung his leg down, kicking his head and almost shattering his skull as he pushed him down into the ground.

A loud explosion reverberated across the chaotic city.

BAAAMMM!!!

"You call me trash when you're the only piece of shit here, ASMODEUS!"

Mammon laughed as he swung all six of his blades, Asmodeus quickly defended with his Divinity encompassing his body, yet his Divinity was disrupted by the overwhelming powers of the Elven King, which when combined together, could unleash a similar power to a Divinity.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

"Shit!"

His defenses resisted, but Mammon was still able to breakthrough, Blake's legs were cut off and so one of his arms, blood splattered everywhere. Mammon quickly rushed forward, his six blades pointing towards Blake's chest.

"DIE, ASMODEUS!" laughed Mammon. "MY REVENGE IS FINALLY HERE!"

With a wicked and demonic laughter, his Rainbow Spiritual Aura spun around the Elven King's Weaponized Spirits, quickly forming a gigantic rainbow spear.

CLAAASH!

Blake's chest was pierced, and his entire body exploded into countless…

No, wait!

"Huh?!"

Mammon suddenly realized he ended hitting nothing but a mass of shadows and blood instead.

Where was the real Asmodeus?

Where did he go?

When did he disappeared?

"Die? Me?"

Right behind Mammon, emerging out of his own shadows.

"You're being utterly delusional."

With spear in hand, Blake pierced Mammon's back not once, but over a hundred times within a split second, moving at such a high speed that he only left afterimages.

This was the culmination of his Spearmanship Mastery combined with his Divinity.

Level 10 Spear Mastery Techniques: [God-Killing Spear] and [One Hundred Spearmen Spirit]!

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

"Uuaaaarrgh!"

Mammon did his best to move his Spirit Orb away from the attacks.

But it was too hard!

Crack, crack…!

Cracks began to spread through it.

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