Chapter 498: [Event] [Elven Utopian War] [37] Elizabeth Tepes VS shor Sarkian


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    In the Southern Gates of Vchia, chaos reigned.


    A brutal battle unfolded between the Blood Elves of King shor Sarkian and the Vchian forces. The southern region of Vchia had been turned into a battleground, its streets drenched in blood and littered with bodies.


    The Blood Elves had already prated Vchia''s defenses, forcing the conflict into the heart of the kingdom. As swords shed and mana circles erupted like fireworks in the night sky.


    But amidst the widespread violence, the most violent fight raged between two figures: King shor Sarkian and the Vchian Royal Princess, Elizabeth Tepes.


    For over an hour, their battle had ravaged the city. Though they fought just beyond the densest areas of habitation, the shockwaves from their shes reached far and wide, leaving destruction in their wake.


    -BOOM!


    A thunderous explosion echoed as their weapons collided once more, sending bothbatants hurtling backward. Theynded atop the roofs of two opposing houses.


    shor Sarkian stood on one side, his once neat white suit of armor now soaked in blood. Large punctures and gashes marred its surface, evidence of Elizabeth''s assault. Yet, the wounds beneath had already begun to close, his innate regeneration knitting flesh back together at an astounding rate.


    Opposite him, Elizabeth Tepes stood. Her ck leather battle dress was in tatters, revealing a pale shoulder, a glimpse of her toned stomach, and the faint curve of her cleavage. Blood stained her armor and pale skin, but her crimson eyes glowed darker than they had ever been. Unlike shor, her wounds healed almost instantly.


    She was healing each time she drew blood from shor.


    shor wiped blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, trying to recover his breath. "Now I understand," he said with a chuckle. "Why my father and his army fell to you when you were barely twelve years old. You are indeed quite the monster."


    The tale of an entire army, alongside their king, being obliterated by a mere child had long been dismissed as exaggeration-mere propaganda from the Tepes lineage. Even shor had once believed that Duncan, Elizabeth''s grandfather, had been the true force behind the ughter.


    But now, facing Elizabeth''s strength firsthand, he knew the truth.


    "You tter me, King shor," Elizabeth''s lips curled up slightly at his words. "But ttery won''t save you tonight. Blood Elves'' blood isn''t the tastiest, but with the army you brought us, we should have enough tost a good ten years. We can learn to live with it."


    shor narrowed his eyes at the haughty sneer on Elizabeth''s lips.


    He tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, his gaze locked onto Elizabeth andunched himself toward her. "I will show you the true might of a Blood Elf!"


    In response, a flicker of crimson light erupted around Elizabeth as ten mana circles materialized, hovering ominously in the air. Each glowed with a red hue, pulsing with raw mana. The sheer control required to summon and sustain so many circles simultaneously was staggering, especially for a vampire.


    But shor was no stranger to such feats. As a Blood Elf, his mastery over mana was unparalleled, and his affinity for blood was second nature. Drawing upon the residual mana within the blood of the deads, he funneled it into the spell. Rivers of blood rose from the battlefield, coalescing into streams that fed the glowing circles, amplifying their intensity.


    Elizabeth''s eyes narrowed as the mana surged around her. Without hesitation, she leapt from the rooftop. She darted toward the nearest mana circle with a speed that blurred her form. -Crack!


    Her rapier pierced the circle with surgical precision. The construct shattered into shimmering shards of mana and droplets of blood, thetter eagerly absorbed by her de. The weapon pulsed hungrily, its glow intensifying.


    Using the lingering mana from the destroyed circle, Elizabeth propelled herself toward the next one.


    shor''s expression hardened as he watched her dismantle his spell. "Impressive." But he didn''t falter; instead, he focused his mana further, pouring even more power into his formation.


    Elizabeth managed to dismantle four of the mana circles in quick session, but her momentum faltered as the remaining six suddenly converged around her. The circles closed in with precision, forming a dome-like barrier of blood magic, cutting off any escape.


    "You are the Tepes Princess, are you not?" shor muttered coldly. "Then it''s only fitting you endure the same torment your kind has inflicted upon others."


    He raised his hand, then let it fall in a decisive motion.


    -BOOM!


    The mana circles erupted, releasing a torrent of long, needle-like projectiles. Thousands of blood-forged spikes rained down on Elizabeth from all directions, the interior of the barrier consumed by a dense, blood-colored mist.


    The sheer volume of mana condensed within the barrier caused it to tremble and crack under its own pressure.


    shor''sbored breaths could hardly hide his exhaustion, his once-flushedplexion now ghastly pale. He had pushed himself to his limits since the day''s outset, expending vast reserves of his blood to unleash the devastating 6-Layered Spell that had obliterated the walls.


    At least, he had managed to weaken Elizabeth. Surely, not even she could walk away unscathed from such an assault.


    "She must''ve drained most of her blood," he murmured to himself, a thin, cruel smile tugging at his lips. "She''ll be easy to kill now."


    Or so he believed.


    As the swirling blood mist dissipated, his eyes widened in disbelief. Elizabeth was still there, hovering amidst the dissipating crimson haze. Her posture was unsteady, her breathsbored, but she had managed to counter his attack.


    shor was utterly shocked.


    ''How could this be?''


    That spell was designed specifically to annihte vampires, to strip them of their power and vitality. It should have reduced her to nothing but a half dead vampire.


    Then his gaze shifted upward, and his stomach dropped.


    Above Elizabeth, blood coalesced into an orb of roiling crimson, a sphere that pulsed with an ominous rhythm. The mana emanating from it was suffocating, something that made even


    shor shudder.


    ''I can''t let her finish this!''


    Without hesitation, he surged forward. Elizabeth met him mid-flight, parrying his blows, but the strain was evident. Each deflection pushed her back, her arms trembling under the force. She was gging, the fatigue written across her pale, sweat-slicked face. shor''s strikes found their mark, carving wounds into her flesh. Yet, to his mounting frustration, the injuries knit themselves closed almost instantly, the blood returning to her body as if summoned by an unseen force.


    "You still have blood left?!" shor growled, impatiently. Without choices, he plunged deeper into his reserves, tapping into thest dregs of his mana. Even as his vision swam and a lethargic fog threatened to engulf him, he drew upon his own blood to amplify his strength. With a swirl, hended a devastating kick to Elizabeth''s midsection, sending her plummeting to the ground. Dust and debris exploded around her impact, but when the cloud cleared, she was already standing again.


    Elizabeth tilted her head up, her crimson eyes locking onto his with an eerie calm. A faint smile graced her bloodied lips.


    "..." shor''s fist trembled as he pointed his sword at her.


    Mana and blood swirled around his sword even stronger and denser than before.


    Before him, a 7-Layered Mana Circle materialized, its patterns glowing with a blinding intensity. His body started breaking, every fiber of his being drained to its core. His vision


    darkened at the edges, and his grip faltered.


    Yet he stood his ground.


    "I''ll end this," he rasped barely audibly. "Right here. Right now-"


    -SPURT!


    Before shor could release his spell, a sickening pain pierced through his stomach.


    "U-Urghahh!" He gasped, blood spilling from his lips as his voice cracked with disbelief. His gaze dropped downward, trembling as he saw her.


    Elizabeth stood inches away, her crimson eyes alight. Her right hand was buried deep inside


    his torso, her fingers dripping with blood that pooled beneath them. She had punctured a gaping hole clean through him, her fist emerging from his back.


    Blood dripped from her sharp nailed fingers as she slowly withdrew her hand, the sickening squelch of tearing flesh reverberating in the air.


    shor staggered, his body shuddering uncontrobly. The vibrant glow of his 7-Layered Mana Circle flickered and disappeared, crumbling into nothingness.


    -Thud!


    He plummeted onto the ground, his limbs awkwardly contorting to prop himself up despite the mortal wound. Even now, he managed to move. The hole in his stomach should have


    ended him outright, but he wasn''t a normal opponent to begin with.


    If she had taken the 7-Layered Mana Circle, she might have really died.


    Elizabeth descended gracefully to the ground,nding before him. Her chest heaved, blood dribbling from the corners of her lips, yet her expression remained calm.@@novelbin@@


    "Ah... even in the end, you got the better of me," shor choked out. A bitter, bloodied smile


    curled his lips.


    "You should thank me, King shor," Elizabeth replied as she raised her rapier. She licked the blood staining the de, her tongue draggingnguidly over the crimson streaks. "You''ll be reunited with your father soon enough."


    shor didn''t even have the strength to muster anger. Heughed weakly, apanied by


    gurgling coughs.


    "S-Selene Tepes....the supposed reincarnation of the Vampire-Witch," he wheezed, lifting his gaze to meet Elizabeth''s. "It''s a lie, isn''t it? She''s just a vessel... but her essence, her


    power-it lives in you."


    Elizabeth tilted her head, her fingers trailing up to her blood-soaked lips. She tasted the life


    still clinging to her fingertips, savoring it.


    "King shor," she whispered. "Do you honestly think that if I were the Vampire-Witch, you


    would''vested more than five seconds against me?"


    shor''s gaze faltered. A hint of a smile passed over his face as his strength gave way.


    "T-That... might be true," he whispered hoarsely, his voice trailing off. His body copsed,


    lifeless, at her feet.


    -Thud!


    Elizabeth gazed down at his still form. Then, without hesitation, she raised her hand, her


    fingers spreading wide.


    The massive sphere of crimson blood hovering above her pulsed violently, like the rhythm of


    a colossal heartbeat.


    "Kill them," she muttered.


    The sphere quivered before erupting.


    -BOOM!


    With each pulse, dozens of crimson spears shot forth, streaking across the sky. They hurtled


    toward the Southern Gates, unleashing a barrage of death.


    Her enhanced senses caught the distant, chaotic cries of the Blood Elves as they fell one by


    one, skewered by spears they couldn''t see orprehend. Their screams only brought a smile


    to Elizabeth''s lips.


    Her gaze drifted back to shor''s corpse. She crouched, her bloodstained hand reaching


    toward his chest, her eyes gleaming red.


    But suddenly, her fingers froze mid-air.


    "Oh?" Her head tilting as she turned sharply toward the Eastern Gates, her gaze narrowing on


    something far in the distance.


    Her smile widened and without hesitation, she kicked off the ground.