192 102. The Blackened Village -4 Part Two

-Ku-ooooooh!

Zombies, ghouls, and dullahans lacked intelligence, and as such, they simply approached the living as their instincts dictated.

The bone-chillingly cold deluge was still coming down incessantly, yet the stench of the undead, the ashes from their death, and the acrid smoke from the musket’s muzzle, had still managed to stimulate his olfactory senses.

He shivered as heat suffused his skin. A powerful sense of excitement had begun intoxicating him.

Allen couldn’t help but feel this sense of defeat at his own emotions and closed his eyes.

‘So, it’s not possible to fool one’s bloodline, is that it?’

The lycans witnessing this sight urgently rushed towards him. Zombies, ghouls, and dullahans also pounced on him.

Allen stood there and watched them getting closer.

“Oh, Gaia…”

A group of ghouls arrived first and jumped on him. Their maws split open wide and their sharp claws were swung in the air.

However, Allen simply looked away while extending his hand out. Suddenly, golden-coloured runes engraved themselves on his entire figure.

The ghouls grabbed his head and crushed it. Everything above his neck seemed to disappear and his body fell to the ground.

But then…

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“Allow this servant to be with your grace.”

“…Love and mercy to these undead.”

A storm of divinity exploded out.

The blinding light pierced straight into the small hill of undead and spectacularly exploded.

Hundreds of mid- to high-tier undead monsters were extinguished along with this dazzling light, disappearing from existence in the blink of an eye.

“…!?!”

Barus, who was bearing witness to this sight, hurriedly clamped his slack mouth shut.

All those undead… even the lycanthropes that the knights feared so much, had failed to inflict a single grievous wound on the Seventh Imperial Prince.

Not only that, even after spending so much divinity until now, this young Imperial Prince of the Theocratic Empire was still perfectly fine.

All those injuries that used to pockmark him had disappeared, not even leaving behind a scar.

He was standing on top of a pile of ashes that used to belong to the corpses of the undead, a thick smile etched on his face.

Barus looked at that expression, and rather than the feelings of relief, terror washed over his emotions instead.

‘…Impossible.’

That thing was clearly in a hurry.

From the looks of things, it must be trying to escape from Charlotte.

Allen summoned a musket with a long barrel. He activated Divine Aura and added the ‘Snipe’ skill to the weapon.

Both its penetrative power and accuracy significantly went up.

He then took aim at the escaping Vampire.

“I still have one more round remaining in the chamber, you see.”

Indeed, the hunt wasn’t over yet.

**

Baron Lava was hurriedly running away. He didn’t even bother to look behind him.

‘I need to get out of here! Forget about my duties or whatever, my survival comes first!’