Grandson of the Holy Emperor is a Necromancer

The surrounding air was being altered by the onset of demonic energy.

Under the moonlight that had become crimson in hue, the Vampires began howling out like the monsters that they were.

Many flashy, billowing flames rose up from various parts of Lomania, the capital city of the Lome kingdom.

They were from many fire pits and torches, burning arrows and siege weapon projectiles coated in oil.

The burning projectiles were launched in the air.

All the Vampires witnessed this unfolding spectacle with entranced expressions on their faces.

Everything up in the sky was a signal to declare the beginning of the battle.

All those things were the flames that declared the Vampires' presence to the rest of the world!

"Let's go-!"

The Vampires ably ducked and weaved past the barrage of burning projectiles. The Zombies were struck by the flaming arrows and staggered unsteadily on their feet. However, their march didn't stop despite their bodies being set alight.

The Vampires constantly shifted their gazes around and evaded all incoming projectile attacks.

In the blink of an eye, they reached the vicinity of the city's outer wall.

"They do not have siege weapons!"

A knight order captain roared out.

Tonight's invading enemies were Vampires, and they didn't seem to possess any siege weapons as if their army had been hastily put together.

Which meant that they couldn't possibly scale the city's outer wall and...!

Right at that moment, a Vampire leapt towards the outer wall. His feet clung to the wall's surface, and as if he was completely ignoring gravity, the undead creature rapidly began dashing up.

"What?!"

The Vampire leapt up in the air. While making a chill-inducing smirk, he swung his hand. A hand that didn't even carry any weapons.

The knight order captain's head flew away and a fountain of blood gushed up from his neck.

The Vampire caught the severed head and grabbed the headless body to hungrily bite into it.

The thirst he had been suppressing for too long had finally been quenched, albeit only temporarily. The excitement and ecstasy swiftly took over the Vampire's rationale.

"Yes, this is it! This is the taste that I've been waiting to experience for so long!"

Indeed, this fresh blood!

When would this Vampire get another chance to gorge himself on fresh meat like this?! Now that he was here, there should be no reason to hold back anymore.

No, all he needed to do from now on was to enjoy drinking blood and slaughtering everything he saw!

However, right at that moment, a spear made out of Mana flew in and impaled the Vampire's back. The soft flesh was cleanly pierced through. Even the bones underneath were penetrated without much resistance.

The Lome soldiers felt the distinct sensation of stabbing through flesh in their hands and further strengthened their grips.

Unfortunately for them...

"Hahahah!"

Rather than screaming out in pain or torment, the Vampire roared out in laughter, instead. The undead creature's head began turning back. Along with a loud crunching, creaking noise, his head actually spun 180 degrees on his neck and began glaring at the soldiers.

The Vampire's eyes glowed menacingly before a crazed laughter exploded out from his mouth once more.

The Lome soldiers became as pale as sheets of paper at the undead monster's freakish skill on display.

"What a bunch of weak livestock you are."

Vampires were monsters in the truest sense.

Not only were they a race borne out of darkness, they also worshipped the god of death. Yet, they were contradictory existences that desired to become gods themselves in the end.

"You are all nothing more than some measly livestock, yet you fools dare to oppose us?!"

This Vampire, a knight in rank, turned his body around and leisurely approached the Lome soldiers.

The Lome knights and soldiers continued to pepper the Vampire with Mana-infused attacks. The undead's body was sliced up and pierced by spears over and over again. But even then, no change took place on the Vampire's expression other than some twitching of the muscles around the creature's eyes.

The Vampire took a look at the tips of the spears before glaring at the Lome knights and soldiers. "These aren't even silver-tipped spears."

His tone of voice was clearly meant to mock his human attackers.

The Vampire then raised his fingers up. His fingernails were sharper than any of the blades the Lome knights wielded.

"Do you really believe that a bunch of humans who can't even use divinity to burn our skin..."

Not only that, the Vampire's fangs were as tough as steel hammers that could easily crush rocks.

"...Can oppose us Vampires?!"

A Vampire's body was nearly immortal as it could regenerate endlessly.

"You pathetic, lowly fools. You are nothing but our livestock! That is why...!"

The Vampire opened his mouth wide.

"Get obediently devoured!"

This creature was an evil monster that hunted and devoured humans.

Desperate screams resounded out.

The capital city of Lomania was burning down as flames swept across its skyline. Ashes were dancing and scattering in the night sky.

The knight order captain that lost his head and got his blood sucked out suddenly staggered back up to his feet. He grabbed his severed head as lifeless eyeballs began darting about this way and that.

"It, it's a dullahan!"

The Lome knights hurriedly swung their swords at their dead captain and tried to oppose it.

Meanwhile, zombies were busy grabbing and ripping into Lome Kingdom's soldiers in seemingly every corner of the slaughter field.

One zombie went on to create yet another one.

"Open the city gates!"

The Vampire nobles headed towards the city's gates. Not too long afterwards, the once tightly-shut gates began creaking open.

Lyncathropes rushed into the city in the blink of an eye and quickly scattered in all directions. They rapidly tracked down the evacuating civilians and soldiers, and then attacked from behind to bite and tear them apart.

"Devour them all!"

"Let us enjoy this hell-!"

"Ku-hahahahaha!"

Laughters infused with pure madness resounded throughout the city.

"Fight back!"

"Defend our capital!"

"Evacuations haven't been completed yet!"

The soldiers of the Lome Kingdom bravely blockaded the city streets. However, they couldn't stop the overflowing hordes of zombies shuffling towards them in order to devour all living creatures.

Sniff, sniff.

The Lycans sniffed the air and began seeking out humans hidden throughout the city.

Soon, maimed corpses littered almost every street.

Blood thickly coated the ground as it spread out like eerie crimson lakes.

"This is our world now!"

"This is our first step to establish the pride of all Vampires-!"

"Under the guidance of the God of Death, Yudai, his majesty the Vampire King will also ascend and become a new god-!"

From this moment on, there wouldn't be a need to hide and sneakily hunt humans in darkness, and there shouldn't be a reason to evade humans and run away, either.

It should be the exact opposite.

From this moment on, they would be free to seek out the hiding humans, hunt them down, and feast on them.

The humans would finally realise the true terror of the Vampires and shiver away in fear.

Finally, the advent of the Vampires' world had begun!

The world that the Vampires wanted to create...

And that would be a literal hell on earth itself.

The Vampire nobles, each leading undead armies of one thousand combatants, started gathering near the royal palace where the refugees had hidden themselves away.

"Oh, oh! Viscount Loger."

"Ah, you've also arrived, Baronet Berunie?"

"Oh, Baron Tiru is also here!"

The Vampire nobles ran into each other at an avenue. Blood was straining their lips, while their hands were holding onto various severed body parts of human victims that they had devoured on their way here.

It certainly had been a while since they wantonly enjoyed hunting humans like this. They drank fresh human blood and gorged themselves on fresh meat.

The only thing remaining now would be to raid the royal palace where the humans had gathered.

Count Guibert and Marquis Raiden were yet to join them, but really, was there a need to mind manners at this point in time?

The Vampire nobles and knights stared at the royal palace not far from their position. Its walls were tall, while the castle gates were firmly shut.

And inside that structure... a hundred thousand-plus living humans were trapped.

Creepy grins formed on the Vampires' faces.

The stench of blood wafting in from the city and the monstrous bellows of the undead were agitating them, exciting them.

It was rather obvious that they wouldn't be able to hold on to their rationale in this fantastic hellscape where they could revel within pure ecstasy.

The Vampire nobles exchanged glances with each other before bursting into eerie cackles.

"It seems that we will be able to attack the palace with ourselves alone."

"In that case, shall we get to it right away?"

"We can't afford to let Marquis Raiden hog all the glory, now can we?"

"Indeed. The holders of the Imperial Family's bloodline are hiding in there. We might never get another chance to drink such tasty blood in the future."

The Vampires began marching forward. They led the undead army and headed towards the royal palace.

Soon, they stood proudly before the palace gates.

The whole structure was shrouded in darkness.

"Can you hear it?"

The Vampire nobles focused their ears, and they could hear it clearly.

They could hear the voices trembling in fear coming from somewhere within the royal palace. The soldiers moaning in pain, people screaming in terror, and children holding their tears.

All of them were no different from measly livestock waiting to be slaughtered. And they had all gathered in there.

The Vampires' desire to consume grew even more fervent after realising that fact.