Chapter 331: Allen's New Mount, Lilith
Boom!
The gates of the vampire stronghold were blasted open.
An endless swarm of monster cannon fodder poured in, while the mere few hundred remaining pure-blood nobles struggled to fend them off.
Lilith conjured a pair of blood-red blades from her hands, cutting down the invading enemies without mercy.
But it was no use—the number of enemies was simply overwhelming, an unending tide they could never hope to slay to the last.
"Retreat from the stronghold!"
The pure-blood nobles fought their way through the chaos, carving a path to escort the progenitor out of the building.
However, what awaited them outside was even more despair-inducing.
In the twisted, folded landscape of the city, monsters roamed everywhere. It was already clear—they would be worn down and die here.
Hmm…
At that moment, a surge of bloodthirsty gazes locked onto them.
To their horror, they realized that numerous terrifying enemies had been hiding within the surrounding buildings—just waiting to strike.
Roar!
With a frenzied, guttural howl—
A horde of heavily armored, fully equipped bio-warriors surged toward the vampires.
"Damn it! Those are our abducted kin!"
"What the hell happened to them?!"
"This has to be the work of the Church of Blood!"
"…"
These bio-warriors were shockingly vicious. Upon catching a vampire, they would tear them apart limb from limb, then devour their blood like rabid hounds.
For vampires who had always preyed on others for blood, witnessing themselves become blood food sent a chill down their spines. None had ever imagined such a day would come.
"Kill!"
Lilith had no effective countermeasures; all she could do was lead by example and spur her kin into battle.
But she quickly realized something terrifying: the bio-warriors were far more tenacious than vampires, and possessed an incredibly high resistance to blood magic.
As more and more of her people fell around her, Lilith grew increasingly frantic.
On the brink of despair, she muttered helplessly, "If anyone can save my kin now, I, as the progenitor, am willing to serve them as my master."
"Alright, I accept."
Huh?
Lilith turned toward the voice, puzzled, and saw a strange man wearing a gray hood standing atop a utility pole in a one-legged crane stance.
"Crows fly airplanes."
Smack!
Lilith: …
She watched as the strange man leapt down and landed heavily before her. From his distinct hospital gown, she immediately recognized him—he was the bastard who had stolen her boobs.
"I accept your offer."
Allen sprang to his feet, placed a hand on Lilith's shoulder, and asked in an outrageously cheeky tone, "I like maid-uniformed slave girls who double as mounts. There's no salary, though—got a problem with that?"
"…"
You lunatic.
Wearing a maid outfit as a mount and not even getting paid? Even capitalists weren't this ruthless.
"Let's see if you can actually save us first," Lilith replied calmly.
Although they had clashed many times before, she honestly didn't think Allen was capable of turning the tide.
"Step aside, I'm about to show off."
In an instant, waves of searing heat erupted from Allen's body as he activated Mad Blood Ignition.
This skill amplified all attributes by 100%, including mental attributes.
Radiant energy surged forth.
A crown of light formed above Allen's head, and his entire being radiated a divine aura.
Without a sound, a holy domain expanded across the battlefield.
"You…"
Lilith's eyes widened in disbelief as she recognized the Light Mage who had slaughtered legions of dark creatures centuries ago.
But last time, she remembered it being a priest… not this lunatic Allen.
Could she have been mistaken?
Yes—she had indeed been mistaken.
A radiant portal appeared in the void, transforming from illusion to reality. The gate opened wide, and five towering angels stepped out.
With multiple buffs applied, the angels' combat power neared that of Supreme Archmages.
Further enhanced by an array of priestly skills, they easily ascended to the level of Supreme Archmages.
Golden holy fire radiated from their bodies, and the light they emitted was blinding to the vampires.
Boom!
A war angel descended and impaled a bio-warrior with a single strike.
The holy fire, tailored to annihilate dark creatures, instantly incinerated the target to ash—completely overwhelming.
With one arm still resting on Lilith's shoulder, Allen said nonchalantly, "Keep it quiet about me being God. I've got a reputation to maintain."
"…"
Lilith stared blankly at Allen, then dazedly turned to the battlefield.
The five angels, each over three meters tall, were slaughtering the bio-warriors with ease.
"Kneel down."
"What for?"
Allen gestured for her to kneel. Though she asked, Lilith obediently complied.
He was simply too powerful—resistance was meaningless.
Her cheeks flushed pink as her mind filled with shameful images. After all, she had lived for over a thousand years and understood those matters quite well.
Still, it was her first time, so she couldn't help feeling a bit shy.
Smack!
Allen slapped her hand away and said warily, "Why are you unzipping my pants?"
"Huh?"
Wait, did she misread the situation again?
Aren't all men supposed to think with their lower halves?
"Turn around."
"…Okay."
Lilith awkwardly turned around and knelt with her back to him, only to feel a sudden weight on her back—his legs were draped over her shoulders.
She looked up in confusion, only to meet Allen's gaze.
"Time to move, mount."
"…"
She really had become a mount.
At that moment, Lilith was overwhelmed with the urge to cry.
This lunatic was beyond comprehension—normal logic did not apply to him.
To be honest, Lilith considered herself one of the rare beauties of the world, and the fact that she couldn't even tempt this lunatic left her feeling deeply frustrated.
"Congratulations to the host for acquiring a third pet and unlocking the Beast Master title…"
"What are you talking about?"
Lilith looked up in confusion as Allen mumbled to himself like a madman.
"Nothing."
Allen explained with a straight face, "As everyone knows, I'm a transmigrator with a protagonist system. The only downside is it lacks personality, so I often voice it myself to make things more fun."
"…"
Lilith asked hesitantly, "So you already have two other mounts?"
"One is Agatha, the leader of the Witch Coven. The other is Hisius, the queen of the Serpentfolk."
Allen said smugly, "A man as outstanding as me naturally deserves more than one mount."
"…"
To Lilith, that sounded completely unbelievable.
Anyone who took this lunatic seriously was probably halfway to insanity themselves.
"Outrageous! Get off Her Majesty's back at once!"
With the pressure from the bio-warriors easing, the vampires finally noticed the respected and revered progenitor being ridden by a man. They were instantly furious and glared at Allen with burning hatred.
"What did you say?"
Allen looked toward the loudest protester—a pure-blood prince—and tugged on Lilith's hair as if it were reins.
"Nothing! I just wanted to suggest… Her Majesty looks a bit frail. Would you like a cushion? Otherwise, that might be a bit uncomfortable."
Seeing an angel glance his way, the prince immediately calmed down and even plastered a fawning smile on his face.
The situation was dire. If not for the sudden appearance of angels, their entire race might've been annihilated here.
"Enough insolence! If it means the survival of our kind, a small sacrifice from me is nothing," Lilith declared sternly.
Hearing this, the vampires felt a deep, aching sorrow.
Their proud progenitor… was letting herself be humiliated.
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