203 108. Lomania -3 Part Two

“Open this gate, now-!”

“If you wish to escape from this hell, do not resist!”

The Vampire nobles spat out some words in Spirit Speech that were filled with demonic energy.

“We promise that whoever decides to open the gates shall be spared!”

That was a lie.

Not a single one of the measly humans in this city would survive the night. They would all die after their blood was sucked dry.

However, humans were animals that allowed their emotions to make decisions for them. There was no doubt that they would struggle pathetically in order to survive after failing to hold onto their reasoning in this extreme situation.

It was right then – the castle gates actually opened up.

The Vampire nobles hurriedly shifted their gazes back to the open castle gates.

One thousand Paladins kitted out in silver-hued armour and pure-white capes were emerging from the bright light while holding sturdy shields and brandishing their holy spears up high.

And one individual firmly stood in front of them all.

“Welcome, welcome.”

It was none other than the Seventh Imperial Prince of the Theocratic Empire.

“I’m sure this is your first time being in heaven, am I right?”

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Allen Olfolse…

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He was smiling broadly at the Vampires.

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All of the Vampires stumbled back while glaring at the Paladins. Even though the human holy knights were wearing helms, their burning spirit could still be sensed.

They were all… grinning.

Their rough, heavy breathing which was stoked by the excitement, could be clearly heard.

These ones were quite different from the army of livestock that the Vampires had been expecting to fight today. As a matter of fact, these beings were the complete opposite.

They were ‘hunters’ who had been hunting Vampires down for the past several thousands years.

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“Hiiiieeek?!”

“D-do not be frightened. We are still in an overwhelmingly advantageous position!”

The forces of the undead had ballooned by now. What started as an army of five thousand was now closer to ten thousand in numbers. And then, there were Vampire nobles present as well.

I settled down on the throne that the Heavenly Army had prepared for me. I was right in front of the palace gates as if to block the entrance, and the Paladins were standing tall all around my sitting figure.

I drifted my gaze to my front at that voice.

The heads of countless undead creatures and Vampires were impaled on a thousand holy spears and were put up as ‘display’. I spotted a couple more Vampire nobles leading forth another undead army through the gaps of these impromptu stakes.

The Vampire leading them all was a ‘knight’ kitted out in a set of flashy armour which boasted a blood-like crimson colour scheme.

That was the Vampire Marquis who the people of Lome used to call the dragon slayer. With a hardened face, he stared at the severed heads of his fellow Vampire brethren that had been hunted down.

“Raiden Behemoth.”

That was the instigator, the ringleader of this event. This whole mess should come to an end after I get rid of that bastard.

I pulled out Amon’s skull before putting it on. Next up, I opened Amon’s grimoire in order to perform a certain summoning spell, and then slung Amon’s staff over my shoulder.

I called out to Raiden, “I’ve prepared this stage for you. So, why don’t you…”

I had already uttered out the activation phrase for the grimoire by then.

The Aztal Rune was explosively amplifying my divinity. On top of that, I had the skull on and even held the staff, too.

Everything was perfectly ready.

And now…

“…Show me how your legend of slaying a dragon has come about?”

All I had to do now was to summon an existence that suited a lofty Vampire like him.

I shouted out the spell activation phrase before slamming the staff down, hard.

The pages of the grimoire flapped open angrily.

The ground below powerfully quaked and the aura of divinity loudly resounded out.

Raiden’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The land began splitting apart.

Holy water rose up from the cracks on the ground, shooting up to the sky.

Ba-dump…

A portion of the royal palace’s outer walls crumbled down from the tremor. However, the one thousand Paladins didn’t even budge an inch and maintained their formation.

In the meantime, massive front limbs made out of bones rose out from the ground before securing themselves on the solid surface to stabilise the body attached to it.

Ba-dump…

The one rising up was a creature from the legends, a lifeform acknowledged as the strongest in the world.

Every time this creature’s heart powerfully pulsed, an incredible wave of divinity rippled and spread to the surroundings.

That heart was covered by its expansive ribcage, providing it with protection.

A pair of wings protruding out from its back…

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A long, elegantly arched spine and a tail attached at the end…

Its bony body, gleaming in the ivory colour, slowly pushed itself up.

And finally…

The maw of the dragon opened up wide to howl out a monstrous roar containing Spirit Speech.

-KU-OOOOOOOOOOH!

Raiden’s expression froze up as he ungainly stumbled back.

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He hurriedly raised his head and stared at this creature.

…The bone dragon.

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The legendary creature revealed its magnificent splendour.

Fin.