Ascension Of The Nephilim

The appearance of the young man completely absorbed and replaced the body of the Goblin Champion. But his features were not yet complete.

Yet the danger and crisis that the two survivors felt made them wary.

The blood from all the corpses began to leak out and it all moved towards the young man.

The eyes of the young man glowed with a bright red light as he looked at the two.

Angelica was panting from facing all the summons in the battle. And Menks was drained of mana. The two didn't attack but began to eat various medicine.

"Angelica!" Menks threw another ancient pill towards Angelica who ate it without hesitation.

The young man's form began to find completion. He had an appearance that was surprisingly very human. There were no tails, horns, or any other bestial form in his body. None of the goblin's body or figure remained. His skin was not even pale white. The power of a Commander emanated from him as he appreciated his form.

"Blood...! His power is blood?! So that means... Northspark's attack..." Angelica recalled Northspark's ambush and realized what made Northspark suddenly change target.

Northspark had pushed her scepter inside the hole on the body of the undead summon to launch an attack at the golems. The blood was all over the scepter!

"That's right. With my blood on that scepter, I just gave it a light pull. You were too hasty, Angelica. The lightning power of Northspark would have done great damage to me!"

"Nightwing Devilmourne!" Menks called out as the appearance of the young man reached its completion.

Angelica could not help but feel a strange attraction toward the magnificent form of the well-chiseled young man. Angelica felt as if she had finally seen the peak perfection of a man.

What was even more terrifying, was that even Menks was affected.

"What is this...!? The power of an incubus?!"

"It's ok to stare as long as you say, no homo." Luigi's voice echoed at the back.

"Silence! I grow tired of your ramblings, Calam-... I mean, Luigi. Strange... Why do I feel that your name is... something like Calamity. Luigi! Perhaps that is your real name! The Slime Calamity!" Nightwing Devilmourne suggested.

"Hmmm... Auto pass on that boss. That sounds like the dude in Nostalgic Gamer in a Cultivation World. I'll stick to Luigi for now. Anyway, boss. It's time to reveal our ingenious evil plot!"

"Ah yes. Let's give time for our little friends who survived to know of what got them here." Nightwing turned to the two.

"It took you a while to figure it out, Menks. You were the only person who could have figured this out. I was indeed Mark. Or rather, I was inside him. Mark suffered grievous wounds and I injected myself inside him. Blood kept feeding as he fought and fled. He was too busy to realize that I had already controlled his arm to plant that bomb on Wailen's back amidst the chaos and prepared my magic to trigger it at any time. It was a shame that you killed them. Tell me, have you figured it out? Who among those were innocent and who among those you killed really did the crimes that I made!" Nightwing laughed.

"What are you?!" Menks asked. He needed to buy time. The sudden severance of all his summons had caused a backlash. He had attempted to negate the bonds but right before his Soul Arrows attacked, all his summons had severed ties.

"I've already said it. I am a Fallen. You are technically half right though. I still am a Vampire. I am the Fanged Fallen." The young man smiled and revealed his fangs.

"Fa-Fanged Fallen?! The lord... of the vampires?!" Angelica was shocked.

"Impossible! The Fanged Fallen had died so long ago! That's why no Vampire Ancients exist anymore!" Menks added.

"And yet, here I am. The Fanged Fallen. Devoid of all memories and reborn as a mortal. And look at me. I've tasted and devoured the blood of several Champions and Commanders, and yet, here I am. A mere Commander-level vampire who had to rely on trickery and deceit to kill you all. I wonder what the blood if the blood of a Necromancer can help me recover more of my powers. Also, there is the blood of Dracanae. This should be good nutrients for my body."

"You won't get us so easily!" Angelica roared as she charged forward.

Menks also moved and ran towards the corpses.

"Buy me time!" Menks shouted.

"Make it count!" Angelica shouted as her form transformed.

"A Lesser Dragon Transformation! Interesting. Your blood will do great things to me!" Nightwing laughed as he rushed towards Angelica.

Wings of blood formed behind him as he flew with blurring speed.

BOOM!

The power of a Commander surged out and Nightwing punched out at Angelica.

But as he did, Angelica made a series of evasive maneuvers and displayed her martial prowess.

Nightwing was stunned as his attack missed.

"Blood Vampire! You may have been a Fallen, but you're a mortal now! And in this world, people practice martial arts!" Angelica delivered a swift spin with her wings and delivered a roundhouse kick.

BANG!

Nightwing blocked the attack with his fist but Angelica made a spiral turn and kicked Nightwing in the face.

CRASH!

Nightwing slammed on the ground as Angelica delivered another blow.

"Die!"

BOOM!

Angelica's stomp missed as Nightwing retreated back.

"Nice moves! I'll give you that. But believe me, I took those attacks intentionally. Still, your power and skill allow you to match people who are at least five levels higher than you! But I'll show you, the real roundhouse kick. You will feel the pain of my Noris 0.02 Roundhouse attack!"

Nightwing was slowly turning into a mist of blood that moved around.

"[Dragon's Breath]!" Angelica shouted and a powerful wind blew out of her mouth that could match a Commander-grade wind spell.

As the battles continued Menks was close to harnessing the power to resurrect the last champions that had blood. Laura, Estelle, and Northspark. Their bodies would be rich in mana and would allow him to harness more energy to summon the Skull Overlord.

He carefully extracted the blood out of the three.

STAB!

Suddenly, a massive blood spike pierced out of Northspark and stabbed Menks's chest.

Menks did his best to evade, but the ambush caught him off guard.

"Who said that I could create only one body?" The demonic laughter of Nightwing was heard as another body grew out of the two.

"No...!" Menks tried to resist and glanced at the scepter of Northspark. The blood on the scepter had already vanished.

"I lied again. And you foolishly believed that I was fighting there." Nightwing sneered.

"You... demon...! But you won't have... the last laugh... Your lies and tricks have angered me... beyond what you can imagine... I should be able to do that... [Sacrifice]!" Menks shouted.

He knew he was dead but his pride and arrogance refused to accept defeat.

The great mystery of Sacrifice was invoked.

"You won't have any drop from me, Nightwing! Angelica! My enemy! We may stand against each other. But in this hell where only life and death matter, I considered you an ally! Receive my life and save yours!" Menks laughed as he went against all the soul bonds between him and his master. A second life would have been possible, but before the Fallen, he believed all these contracts and bonds would be destroyed.

His soul would be in torment in a greater and darker realm, but he didn't care. The greater the sacrifice, the stronger the power that would be bestowed.

KKZZZT! KZZZT! KZZZT!

Angelica felt her power surge.

Her cells underwent a transformation and her strength soared.

Her real cultivation jumped over the last bottlenecks and she even raced several stages of the Commander level.

The sacrifice provided sufficient energy to strengthen the blood of the dragon blood within Angelica. She received the powerful life force brought about by the purest of desire that the mighty cultivator freely offered without any hint of fear, selfishness, or thoughts of self-gain.

The body of Angelica remained slim and lean. But her strength and the form of her dragonic transformation allowed her to become a Thane Dragon!

Nightwing's body raced to create its full, perfect body. His two blood clones combined and created an armored form.

Nightwing now held a sword, a shield, and had two dark wings.

"So upon awakening, I fight a Crownless fighter. How troublesome. After all the limitations that forbid me from using other means to awaken! What was I thinking?! Luigi... What bonds did my past, idiotic self place on you when faced with an enemy clearly surpassing my powers?" Nightwing called out.

"Let me check... Article 7 Section 2 Dash Eight B states, in the situation where Party B, Nightwing Devilmourne, AKA, the Master is set to fight warriors more powerful than himself and faces a life-threatening situation, Party A (that is Slime Time Lord) and Party C, (That is Hydra) is to offer no help apart from granting access to the rooms of the castle, giving odd advice, and offer thoughts and prayers..."

"..." Nightwing sighed.

"What if I were to enforce my power as the master over you both?" Nightwing asked again.

"Hmmm... Let me see... That covers Article 9 Section 3... Oh! Here it is... I see...!"

"What does it say?"

"Master, do you have a screwdriver?"

"?" Nightwing scratched his head.

"...I think I can craft one with my blood magic."

"Great! Screw you, master!"

"..." Nightwing began to grumble and complain.

Angelica felt her strength surge and had a great sense of gratitude towards Menks.

"Thank you, Menks." Angelica smiled and then turned to Nightwing.

"I don't care for your lies. I won't drop my guard anymore!"

"I'm sure you won't... Let's get this over with..." Nightwing sighed.