readytorunbook Chapter 772 - 772
Chapter 772 - 772
The twenty subordinates who had surrounded him froze simultaneously, then their limbs shattered completely, their bodies thudding to the deck one after another. Blood quickly stained the wooden planks red."Just a few mere ghosts dare oppose my Hundred Bugs Sword?" Only the First True Ancestor, the Lost Warlord, would be worthy!"
The armored figure flicked his blade, splattering blood in a smooth, arc-shaped pattern—both eerie and gruesome.
"Which one of you just called me ugly?The armored man lowered his head, his azure compound eyes scanning back and forth among the twenty ghostly figures.
The Huns were filled with terror and panic.
Those who still had hands immediately pointed at one individual, while those without simply splattered blood in that direction.
"You...!"That particular ghost was furious, chilled to the bone by his comrades' betrayal."
"As expected of the Huns." No matter how lowly, they're still vampires. Chopped into so many pieces and still not dead—such tenacious vitality!"
The armored man's tone was ambiguous, neither entirely praising nor wholly scornful.
Hearing this, the ghost of the Huns flushed with anger but obediently bowed their heads in submission.
With several swift strokes, the armored man sliced the one who had spoken against his will into dozens of pieces before he could utter another word.
Even his head and heart were destroyed.
Such injuries would be fatal even to a true vampire. For the Xuanguis, the lowest among vampires, death was absolute.
Clap, clap, clap!
Just then, a series of applause reached his ears.
"Truly spectacular!"
An unreserved exclamation of admiration rang out.
Zacharias stood behind the golden-haired girl, a broad smile on his face as he applauded.
"If I'm not mistaken, the weapon you wield must be a demon sword, correct?"
His narrow, phoenix-like eyes narrowed like a fox's, glinting with hidden meaning.
"This is the Hundred Bugs Sword!"
The armored man repeated impatiently.
"..."
Zacharias fell silent for a moment.
Frankly, he couldn't detect even the slightest "bug-like" element in that sword!
But voicing such an imprudent remark now was unwise.
"Sir, would you be willing to part with the Hundred Bugs Sword?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Since you know my name, you must also know that I am an arms dealer."
A sinister smile spread across Zacharias's face.
He tore off his elegant facade, his thin lips curling into a prideful, almost nouveau-riche grin.
"In this world, no weapon is beyond trade. If one exists, it's only because the price isn't high enough!"
"Your demon sword is indeed powerful, likely renowned in history. I'm willing to pay a high price for it—name your terms!"
His expression radiated confidence, as if success was inevitable.
This was his creed: wealth could sway almost anyone's heart, even masters.
"Didn't I just kill your subordinates?"
"They're merely tools. If they break, I'll just buy new ones."
Zacharias waved a dismissive hand.
The armored man glanced at the ghost on the deck, whose bleeding had already stopped. None of them voiced any objection.
"Interesting."
He chuckled softly.
"In that case, before discussing the Hundred Bugs Sword, I'd like to purchase a weapon from you first."
"Oh? What has caught your esteemed eye?"
Zacharias revealed a smile.
This manner of speaking indicated his approval of the proposal.
"I want that weapon called the 'Base'!"
The armored figure pointed a finger.
The direction he pointed was precisely where the expressionless golden-haired girl stood, whom Zacharias had been using as a shield in front of himself.
"...Are you deliberately making things difficult for me?"
Zacharias narrowed his slender eyes, a dangerous glint flashing within them.
"How could that be? I'm making a very reasonable trade with you!"
"Then what are you willing to offer in exchange?"
"Your life!"
As these words were spoken.
The atmosphere on the yacht instantly grew tense, a murderous aura permeating the surroundings.
"Grandma used to say, having money is good, but you need to be alive to enjoy it!"
The armored figure sneered, his face unseen but his tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Your life is priceless to you. I'm sure you won't let me leave empty-handed!"
These words were nothing less than a blatant slap to his face!
Zacharias' mouth twisted, his features gradually contorting into a ferocious expression.
"What a pity. You're truly being ungrateful for the respect I've shown you!"
He reached out and grabbed the golden-haired girl's shoulder, roaring angrily.
"Since you're tired of living, then prepare to die! Come forth—Alnasl Minium (The Deep Scarlet of the Two Horns)!"
"Boom—!!"
Suddenly, a massive tremor shook the entire yacht!
Not only was the ground beneath their feet unsteady, but even the surrounding seawater churned violently.
"Hum!"
Abruptly, a gigantic monstrous shadow shot out from within the golden-haired girl's body, soaring into the sky.
The vibrational waves emanating from it caused the Beast Vassals, who were desperately trying to repair their bodies, to turn pale.
It was a true monster in every sense of the word!
Its skin was as deep red as blood, with crimson mane standing on end. The two golden light horns on its forehead emitted waves that distorted the atmosphere.
Its body was approximately ten meters in size, surrounded by ripples as indistinct as a mirage, with surging magical fluctuations as vast as an ocean!
"The Deep Scarlet of the Two Horns? It seems this is the ninth Base among the Fourth True Ancestor's twelve Beast Vassals?"
Facing the astonishing fluctuations that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, the armored figure showed no panic. Instead, he observed the two-horned horse with great interest.
"You can only be arrogant for now! Even if you possess a demon sword, so what? It's no match for the Beast Vassal of the world's strongest vampire! Once you're dead, that sword will still be mine! Your mistake was provoking me!"
Zacharias sneered, brimming with confidence.
"Go, Deep Scarlet of the Two Horns, annihilate him until not even ashes remain!"
"Hum—!"
The massive two-horned horse let out a resonant hum, as if understanding the command.
It raised its head high, then swung it down fiercely.
In an instant, astonishing high-frequency vibrations caused the atmosphere to wail incessantly, transforming into a crimson vibrational wave that descended from the sky, shooting straight toward the armored figure!
"Sixteen hours and nine minutes—ah!"
"Run away!"
The Beast Vassals abandoned their attempts to repair their bodies, scrambling in panic toward the cabin, leaving trails of blood in their wake.
That was the Fourth True Ancestor's Beast Vassal!
The legendary strongest vampire, the ultimate weapon capable of slaying even gods!
A single strike from it, even the residual waves, would be enough to destroy this yacht!
"Grandma used to say, not bad!"
The armored figure, on the contrary, seemed delighted by the challenge.
He raised the greatsword in his hands and swung it upward in a reverse grip!
"Hum!"
A crescent-shaped golden sword aura shot forth!
It struck head-on against the crimson shockwave descending from the sky!
"Boom!"
A thunderous roar erupted, violently shaking the atmosphere. The yacht rocked incessantly, and the seawater churned and roared.
Zacharias' ears rang, nearly deafened by the deafening sound right beside him.
"But this way, victory is mine for sure, and that demon sword will be mine as well—What?!"