Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 548 Vampires are so awesome!

The verdant world was abruptly interrupted by a roar of anger, madness, and bloodlust.

"You lowly bastard! How dare you fool me like this! I would kill you a hundred times over!"

Emerging from the forest was a Valkyrie stained with blood; her pale skin and blood-red eyes revealed her vampire identity, and she held a long, needle-like spear in her hand, exuding an imposing aura.

Shalltear is the guardian of the first to third levels of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, and also the strongest guardian overall, the "True Ancestor" who holds the highest rank among vampires.

Beside her was a "heroic spirit clone" whose appearance was identical to hers, except that its entire body was made of light. Except for the fact that it could not use magic skills and special skills, all its attributes were the same as the original.

However, despite being fully armed and using his trump card, this "True Ancestor" was covered in countless wounds, with blood gushing out. The wounds were strangely unable to heal, and he couldn't even control the bleeding. All signs indicated that the current situation was beyond the expectations of this strongest guardian.

Shalltear was on edge, constantly scanning her surroundings, but even so, when the attacks that easily sliced ​​through her body landed, she could only catch a few scattered shadows and had no way to retaliate.

"Stop using such petty tricks! If you're so capable, fight me head-on!"

After missing her target again, Shalltear angrily used [Unclean Shock Shield], a special skill with a guaranteed hit shockwave and a daily limit on the number of uses.

Bang!
The shadowy figure took a few steps back, finally stopping temporarily, revealing a graceful figure covered by a black cloak, and an elegant and beautiful oval face.

Elsa, the assassin from the North—"The Bowel Hunter"... that was her former title.

After killing the sacred beast and the holy king, and slaughtering the nobles and slave owners who corrupted the country like maggots, she was hailed as the "Queen of the North" by the uprising armies that rose up everywhere.

Even though Elsa was hit head-on by the "Unclean Shock Shield," her injuries healed in the blink of an eye. Shalltear, whose regenerative abilities seemed to have failed, stared wide-eyed, wondering which one was the true progenitor of the vampire.

"Could you please not resist?"

Elsa's voice was hoarse and seductive, sending shivers down your spine just by listening to it.

"Your equipment is already quite tough, and your physical strength is considerable. If you continue to resist with all your might, it will be too difficult to pull out your intestines. I want to send you to see the angels as soon as possible."

Shalltear glared at Elsa through gritted teeth, "You're not even as good as a vampire bride... how can a low-level vampire like you resist me, a 'True Ancestor'!?"

Elsa's lips curled up, and the curved blade in her hand moved with the grace of a fingertip, leaving afterimages in its wake.

"That's not wrong. I'm not even a proper vampire. I'm just a survivor who was caught up in a cursed ritual. Perhaps it's because I'm not pure enough that I've benefited from this misfortune."

"Do not make jokes!"

Shalltear unleashed an astonishing aura, her teeth chattering, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

“The lower the bloodline of a bastard, the more control I have over him, and the wounds you left behind can’t even heal, and I can’t even control your blood… You, are you perhaps a being of a higher level than a ‘True Ancestor’?”

"Well, who knows?"

Elsa looked alluring, her pink tongue lightly licking her lips, her soft fingers tracing her lips and slowly sliding down, a blush rising on her cheeks, revealing a joyful smile.

"Maybe it's because they're eating too well."

"What kind of answer is that!"

Shalltear's features contorted in a rageous roar that was almost a howl. She charged forward, unleashing a barrage of attacks, knowing full well that she couldn't hit her enemy, but this was the only way she could vent her fury.

…………

When everything calmed down, the vampire's "true ancestor" collapsed to the ground, his equipment dissipating and transforming into the long, swollen skirt that had initially appeared.

"If you surrender now, I may let you go."

Elsa crouched down, her scimitar slicing through the fabric and resting on the skin of the Blood Valkyrie's abdomen, causing her to tremble a few times in response.

"Kill me if you want, I will never betray the Great Tomb of Nazarick."

Shalltear answered coldly, closing her eyes with a hint of despair. Her physical strength and magic were exhausted, her special skills were used up, and the meridians in her limbs had been severed. She had completely lost the ability to resist.

"What a boring ending. I failed to protect the Great Tomb of Nazarick and was even killed by my own kind. Lord Ainz, Lord Peroroncino... I'm just... ah~"

The dejection of the defeated, trapped in a desperate situation, suddenly turned into screams, mixed with shame and helplessness.

“I knew the proportions of the human body seemed a bit off; it turns out I’ve been wearing this all along.” Elsa pulled her hand away from Shalltear’s chest, revealing a round, bulging breast pad along with it, and let out a few mocking laughs.

"It seems that vampires at the 'True Ancestor' level are quite unusual, their desires are still so complete and abundant."

"Shut up! If you're going to kill me, then kill me. Don't humiliate me like this!"

Shalltear had just been scolding him in anger and embarrassment, but the next second she let out a kitten-like whimper, her whole body went limp, and she became extremely vulnerable.

Elsa licked her lips, waved two fingers in front of the Blood Valkyrie, separated them slightly, and pulled out a sticky thread. Her smile slowly widened.

"Upon closer inspection, you're actually quite cute. Although you're not as captivating as the Sun Princess, your beautiful blood color makes you a great meal replacement."

"You...what do you want to do?"

Shalltear's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

She is the type who is open to both men and women, and she prefers the undead and the dead. Vampires of her own kind are naturally included in this category. Moreover, Elsa is quite outstanding in terms of appearance alone.

"Well, my man once said that there's no need to show mercy to someone like you whose justice value is almost at rock bottom with a -450 rating."

Elsa smiled and lifted Shalltear's chin, her moist lips gleaming alluringly: "Whether it's personality or dignity, when they're this bad, don't expect them to change for the better on their own. Any means necessary will do, so..."

…………

The devastating energy surge had exceeded the imagination of the Blue Rose and her group.

That wasn't an attack specifically targeting them; they just happened to wander into the area encompassed by the magic, but that doesn't change anything.

Even the strongest Evilia is only around level 50. She may seem terrifyingly strong to other heroes, but she would have no chance against a strike that surpasses even super-level magic.

Did we provoke a demon?
No, even a demon god couldn't possibly have such power, right?
As a massive amount of magic was about to engulf them, and the light of the explosive magic was already within their fingertips, all the members closed their eyes, waiting for death to come in despair and helplessness.

"The 81st of the Binding Path, Severing the Void."

Suddenly, a calm and casual male voice rang in my ears.

Ibiruai opened her eyes and saw a tall figure standing in front of her. An invisible barrier stood in front of the explosion magic, easily blocking the impact and high temperature of the nuclear explosion, and even blocking out the potentially dazzling light and noise.

To perfectly parry that attack undoubtedly means one is also of the same level.

Evilue was momentarily dazed. Had they accidentally stumbled into a battlefield where two demon gods were fighting?

When the light and heat dissipated and the crisis was over, she realized that she was soaked in sweat, but there was no time for her to hesitate.

Ibiruai took the lead by kneeling down on one knee, while gesturing for her teammates to do the same. When her teammates, who had escaped death, were all sweating and bowing their heads, she apologized humbly.

"We are very sorry to have trespassed into your area! Please forgive us, it was unintentional. We are willing to pay the price for the chance to leave here alive, but please give us your orders!"

Anxious and nervous, Evilua awaited the other's reply, secretly determined that if the other insisted on attacking, she would do everything in her power to hold him off so that her companions could escape...

Although such behavior is doomed to failure and is unrealistic.

"No need to be so polite. It's me and Huihui who should apologize for not noticing you passing by."

Instead of harsh criticism, she was met with words so calm they could even be described as gentle. Only then did Ibiruai dare to raise her head and look at the source of the voice.

To her surprise, what came into view was not the hideous and terrifying demon she had imagined, but a normal human male, who even had a rather outstanding and attractive face.

Eh?
Ibiruai paused for a moment, then saw the young man in front of him extend his hand to him, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Are you OK?"

…………

ten minutes later.

The group boarded the carriage returning to Ye Lantier. Two terrified female ninjas volunteered to drive, while the others sat in the guard compartment, where the whole story was explained.

"I'm so sorry, I was so excited that I didn't even notice the carriage passing by!"

Huihui lowered her head in shame and apologized, which made the members of the Blue Rose Group jump in fright. It was really too much for them to apologize to a demon god-level figure.

It's truly remarkable that such beings can be so easygoing. Now that they know the two people in front of them are human, not strictly speaking demon gods, but members of their own race with the strength of demon gods, far surpassing the level of heroes, the attitude of the Blue Rose group naturally improved as well.

"You're too kind, Lady Megumin. It was our fault for not noticing that we had entered your spellcasting radius." Captain Lajus politely indicated that it was no big deal.

Adventurers value strength, and Megumin, who is so strong that she is beyond the norm, can do whatever she wants without anyone being able to stop her. She even apologizes when she realizes her mistakes, making her a moral exemplar among the strong.

"Megumin...sir?"

Huihui was momentarily bewildered, but soon an irrepressible smile spread across her face. Even so, she tried to remain calm and appear nonchalant.

"Ah, that's right! I am none other than the foremost, no, the number one explosion mage of the Crimson Demon Clan, the Archmage Megumin!"

Lu Ke patted Huihui's excited head. "You came here to investigate the strange occurrences near Ye Lantier not long ago?"

"Yes, as one of only two Steel-class adventurer teams, our Blue Rose Adventurer Team can't afford not to contribute at a time like this. Fortunately, powerful adventurers like Megumin and Luke have also come, which makes me feel much more at ease."

Lahoz answered with a smile, which almost made the excited Huihui unable to help but reveal that she had played a part in the strange events of that day.

“Speaking of which, I haven’t introduced you to the members of our team yet.” Laju began to introduce her teammates one by one.

"The assassin sisters driving the carriage are Tia and Tina. This is our strongest teammate, the 'deviant' Ebiruai who can use seventh-tier magic. And there's Gagran, she's a very reliable warrior, the backbone of our team,"

"Gegran!?"

When she heard the last name, Huihui's voice changed, and her gaze involuntarily turned to Gegran, who was even stronger than a Kodiak brown bear, with a body full of muscles, and whose gender was indistinguishable at first glance.

Is this the woman Luke mentioned he would introduce to Kazuma?
"Lord Megumin, is there a problem with my name?" Gegrand asked, somewhat puzzled by Megumin's strong reaction.

"No, it's okay."

Huihui chuckled awkwardly to get rid of him, then looked at Lu Ke with a strange expression. She only saw the man's unashamed smile, and when he noticed Huihui's gaze, he even winked at her.

Huihui couldn't help but cover her face and lean closer, whispering, "Isn't what you're doing a little too wicked?"

"What's so bad about it? It's been like this for days. Anyway, Kazuma probably won't be able to hit a home run, so it doesn't matter who comes."

Lu Ke argued, "Besides, aside from not being very pretty, Gegrand has a cheerful and optimistic personality, is quite strong among ordinary adventurers, and is passionate and righteous. She is clearly a good girl."

Huihui choked for a moment, "I didn't say Gegelan was bad..."

Luke interrupted her: "That's good then."

"..."

Unable to argue with him, Huihui gritted her teeth in anger: "Why are you leaving such a good girl for Kazuma? If you're so capable, why don't you take her yourself?"

That's still a bit too much for me to handle.

Luke chuckled and patted Huihui's ear. "I prefer bicycles to tanks... just like Huihui."

Swah——

Huihui sat back down with a "whoosh," her ears turning red to the roots of her neck, and she remained as quiet as a chicken for a moment.

The two demon-level figures remained silent, and no one else dared to speak. The carriage quietly drove towards the town.

Upon arriving at their destination, Luke smiled and spoke to Lajus.

"Miss Lajus, Captain Megumi and I have always admired the Blue Rose Adventure Team. Would it be convenient for you to come and meet them?"

Lahoz paused for a moment, then quickly nodded: "Of course, we would love to get to know a team that includes both you and Ms. Megumin."

Lu Ke nodded in satisfaction and shouted to the Adventurers' Guild.

"Kazuma, come out to pick up the guests!"

(End of this chapter)