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Chapter 286 — The Voice
Author: Dragonslav
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 "Forbidden Art.. Blood Louts!" 

 The Maester opened her mouth, revealing a set of two fangs that ruthlessly bit into her lower lips.

 A single drop of blood dripped from her lips. Before this drop of blood could land on the ground, it suddenly floated mid air and began to spin rapidly, releasing a brilliant crimson sheen while in the process.

 "Condense!" it was unknown whether this was the cry of a human or thunder, but a loud explosive noise resounded, shaking the whole Castle, down to its deepest foundation.

 Bang!!!

 The Syphile Wheel finally landed on its target. A powerful wave of wind energy surged out from the center of the collision, spreading to all four direction, cleanly ripping into shreds whatever physical matter it passed by. Feeling the destructive force from the residue wave, the lightning wings behind Jason glowed brilliantly. However his speed appeared like the movement of a snail in the face of the approaching residue wave.

 Seeing that the wave was going to hit him in no time, the lightning wings and boots on him disappeared as Aiden shut his eyes. He gave up fighting and embraced death.

 Bang!

 The residue wave blasted Aiden's body into smithereen before continuing onward. It was only after it had destroyed a third of the castle that was already half destroyed did it finally weaken before finally subsiding.

 "Ah. Ah. Ah.." Aiden panted as his legs trembled unstably while he supported his weak frame with his knees.

 Just now he had managed to escape that residue energy wave by sacrificing a Sand Clone and escaping through using the Earth Mole skill. Casting these two skills successively had rapidly drained his energy, leaving only a quarter remaining.

 Staring at the destruction the Slyphile Wheel attack caused, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Although the base Syphile Spear was powerful, the scope of its destructive output was limited. However by skillfully using the Syphile Wheel, he increased the damage output by many fold.

 What Aiden didn't know was that this was a genius move. To deviate from the original path of a skill and incorporate one's insight into using it in a technical manner.. this was a legendary feat amongst even the most powerful Magis that required strong expertise and flawless control.

 Tap. Tap. Tap.

 While the dust slowly dispersed, Aiden began walking forward. With every step he took, the injuries on his body healed up. As for his disfigured face, it gradually regenerated.

 "Huh?" however his jaws dropped when he witnessed something he deemed impossible.

 A couple distance away from  him was a giant sized lotus with three petals. However unlike regular lotus.. this one was condensed out from blood. From where he stood, Aiden could even smell the thick scent of blood wafting from the giant sized blood lotus.

 Crack!

 A thin line suddenly appeared on one of the blood lotus petals, slowly extending to the other petals, before the whole body of the lotus shattered into dry blood colored dust.

 Whoosh!

 A figure suddenly shot forward in an attempt to escape, only to run into a pale skinned youth, with his arms crossed across his chest.

 "You!" the Maester weakly gasped in shock.

 Her appearance was currently haggard and feeble. Although she had managed to survive the onslaught of the Syphile Wheel attack, she had barely survived.

 Before she could think of struggling, a pale skinned face leaned close to her face, causing her gaze to fall on a pair of electrifying blue eyes.

 "Sleep and bury your worries" she heard an irresistible whisper in her ears, causing her whole tout nerves to suddenly relax as her eyes dropped.

 Dispelling *The Eye Of Nebula* skill, Aiden placed the unconscious frame of the Maester on his shoulder before reactivating the Lightning Wings as he shot through the now roofless castle.

 With the amount of his energy remaining, he wouldn't even be able to last five seconds once he used the Monarch Departure skill.

 Bzzzt!

 The destruction caused by  the Syphile Wheel skill had alerted the patrolling Soldiers and Kingsguards. Some of them were just about to check out the situation inside when they suddenly saw a blue beam shoot out, disappearing into the distance.

 "The Maester has been captured!" one of the Kingsguard with sharp eyesight sounded the alarm  after catching a glimpse of the Maester on Aiden's shoulder while he fled.

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 The lightning wings behind Aiden glowed brilliantly as he streaked through the dark skies of the night like a shooting star. On his shoulder was the unconscious frame of the Maester while his right arm was snaked around a slender waist.

 "She's pretty" Aiden had just looked behind him to check whether he was being chased when he heard Marie's statement.

 "Now isn't the time" he grumbled as he felt the harsh wind brush past his face, due to the immense speed he was moving at .

 "So what? you chose to storm into that castle to kidnap a sleeping beauty? was she the priority you talked about?" Marie hissed.

 "One more annoying word from you and I'm going to throw you away" Jason snarled impatiently.

 "And I mean it" his eyes briefly glowed red.

 With his energy almost depleted, he was slowly starting to feel the signs of a Hunger pang.

 Boom!

 Aiden's sharp senses picked up movement from behind him, causing him to divert to the right. A ripple appeared at the spot where Aiden was previously occupying, revealing a crescent beam, as black as the night as it silently vanished into the distance.

  "You!" glancing over his shoulder, Aiden noticed the culprit of the sneak attack.

 It was actually a Kingsguard, riding a long pole like lance, speeding across the sky. To Aiden's horror, the movement speed of the other party totally eclipsed his own. Although he had previously held the advantage, it had taken the other party a couple seconds to close the distance!

 Boom!

 The Kingsguard silently flicked his finger, sending out another crescent black beam shooting towards Aiden. In under such close distance, the teen Vampire couldn't maneuver his way through, causing the crescent beam to cleanly slice off one of his Lightning Wings, grazing through a inch of Aiden's flesh as the teen Vampire fell from the sky.

 "Not good" under such a height, Aiden couldn't protect both Marie and the Maester if he fell. Not to mention now that the Lightning Wings had been forcefully destroyed, it was going to be under cool down for quite some time.

 As Aiden panickingly mulled over his next course of action while he fell from the sky, he suddenly heard a voice in his head. Unlike the system A.I, this one sounded more sinister.

 —[Move aside!]

 The voice was both sinister and authoritative at the same time. Before Aiden could even react to the sudden voice, he noticed his consciousness rapidly drift away.

 "What the hell are you doing?" Marie cried in fright when she saw Aiden suddenly close his eyes as his whole body relaxed.

 From the height they were falling from, she doubted she would be able to survive the fall in one piece. Although as a Vampire she wasn't going to die, watching your broken bones slowly resnappen themselves back to their original position wasn't a pleasant experience.

 "Shut up.. annoying b*tch" Aiden coldly spat as his eyes suddenly snapped open..

 They were currently a mixture of demonic black and red! staring at those eyes, Marie suddenly stiffened as a shiver ran through her whole body, all the way to the deepest corner of her soul.

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 —[AUTHOR POV: Hello, It's King Dragonslav here. I just want to inform y'all of my latest projects.. many complained that I failed to finish two of my books.. The Decillionaire Heir and The Centillionaire Heir, for that you have my apologies. I lost the txt files to all of them when my system software crashed. However I assure you this won't be happening with the Vampire System.. I have really big plans for this book.

 Speaking of big plans, let me release a little teaser.. there is going to be a crossover event between The Vampire System and another of my book.. My Mystique Hunting System..

 My Mystique Hunting System is one of my new projects I am working on. It would be published on Meganovel next year (I don't know the date yet, however I hope to have written a large backlog of chapters maybe a hundred before publishing it)

 However you can read it ahead of its official publication on Royal Road. Just search for My Mystique Hunting System on the web

 Happy Reading!]

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