The Supreme Satanic System

After saying his last words, David Burton started chanting a mantra in the old Hebrew tongue and he said, "Alright, as a show of my teammates' earlier offense I'll present you as a parting gift," Then he yelled, "Explode!"

Just as the word 'EXPLODE' came out of his mouth, both the head and the headless body still standing in the air exploded into a veil of thick, red mist. The blood pool from the head moved toward the other larger pool of red blood mysteriously.

But from within the blood mist, a dragon's loud roar could be heard chiming. Then suddenly, all of them started condensing and transformed into a little luster black dragon.

The little dragon was as if it was just born. He looked around and the moment he saw Bobby, the baby dragon roared twice and flapped his wings, and the next instant he was already perching his legs on Bobby's left shoulder. And the baby dragon licked on Bobby's neck as if he was his master.

"What the heck!" Bobby exclaimed in surprise, as he was not expecting this to happen in the slightest. "Cynthia, what is the deal with this guy?"

Cynthia responded telepathically in his head. "Nothing much to worry about. That guy earlier knew that you are Gregory Darhk's son and there is no way going to make it with his head severed from his body. So, I believe he made a choice at his last breath to use the most bizarre kind of forbidden technique among the Black Dragon Tribe to use his own soul as fuel and transfer all of his life into that black dragon tattoo of his that was originally written with its blood along with its soul."

"So you are saying this is the same guy that I beheaded just now?" Bobby asked with some doubt.

"No, that guy is no more, as it exhausted his soul while activating this Black Dragon using his body. So this dragon is a nirvanic divine species that has the bloodline of both its black dragon and also the primordial human bloodline of your Protector family." Cynthia replied, explaining patiently.

"Whatever the case, what the fuck is it doing on my shoulder and licking on my neck?" Bobby asked again.

"Do I have to answer that, too? That is because at the last moment that Guy used a part of its remaining soul to mark a link connecting you with this little guy. So, literally speaking, you are its master and now it will be more like you'll be its mother from now on." Cynthia responded while chuckling, and she remained silent once again.

At that time, the only warrior left standing in the air regained his senses and he felt guilty about the killing of his comrade for real this time. Regarding the first, it could be considered that the man was already dead after Bobby sucked out all of his vitality, but this time, because of his reckless attack, his lethal strike had chopped off David Burton's head. But he was even more shocked as he saw David sacrificing himself to help the Black Dragon Soul in his body tattoo to have a nirvanic rebirth.

"Ugh!" He yelled with a clueless tormented feeling in his heart and then he decided in his head, deciding. 'Fine, as a way of penance, I'll look after this black dragon.' Then he eyed the youth and shouted in a thundering voice, "Hey, little brat from the Bloody Moon Family, just hand over my friend!"

"Hmm, just hang in a second," Bobby said in a cool tone, waving his hand, and he tried to grab the little dragon on his shoulder. But somehow, the little beast was aware of his intention and it jumped nimbly, avoiding his hand. "Shoo-shoo-shoo! Your friend is asking for you. Go away!" The black dragon made a soft muffle growl in defiance of his intention.

After Bobby failed to even touch the little fellow, he gave up and said, "Well, if you like so much to stay by my side, then it would be rude of me to let me go, right?" Then he turned his attention to the last man with the shinigami mask and said with a grin, "I apologize! I can't give you this little fellow. And also, you will not live much longer, anyway. So, why should I give this baby dragon to you?"

Hearing that, the only sole Black Dragon Hunter warrior standing in the air made a war cry, and started attacking with his sword while giving everything in that attack. Yes, the katana was still hidden inside another space.

"Hmph, doing the same parlor trick again!" Bobby snorted, and then he waved his hand in the air.

Suddenly, the terrifying sword energy containing a large amount of fire energy appeared out of the blue from behind the warrior's back. But this time he was ready as he turned around and blocked it with another slash of his sword. With a loud explosion, he was repulsed backward for a couple of hundred meters away from his previous spot, regaining his steps.

But it was all for naught, as Bobby had already predicted his position. So he appeared out of the blue and poked that man's forehead, making finger‌ holes and said softly, "Divine Movement Sealing Wind Technique, activate!"

In the next instant, the warrior froze, paralyzing, but remained conscious.

Without further ado, Bobby grabbed on the man's head and yelled aloud, "Devoured!" Just after that, the warrior's eyes started rolling clockwise as Bobby drained his vitality within a few seconds, turning body into an aged old frail corpse with gray white hair.

Then another notification popped up in Bobby's head.

Ding!

[Vitality Successfully absorbed from the target No. 3's Body!]

[Vitality Gained: 3,558 earth years!]

"Hmm, just this level of vitality." Bobby said with annoyance and tossed away the corpse.

After that, he glanced up toward the black ship floating high above in the sky and asked, "Hey, are you still not done sleeping yet?".....