Blood Evolution System Chapter 103
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After beheading the blue-bodied behemoth, Vincent calmed his breath and raging hearts, slowing down his blood flow. A smile forming on his face as pleasant notifications of his system rang in his ears.
His happiness wasn't without a reason as he had obtained enough experience points from this venture to level up using experience points without worrying about lacking them to activate Blood's functions and spell matrices to memorize the contents of hundreds of books.
"Furthermore, I will unlock another spell matrix when I level up to level 5. What was it called, again?" Vincent's eyes brightened after he recalled the information Blood shared with him weeks ago, "Yeah, it was the spell matrix invented by the second head of the family called subspace!"
The spell matrix that he will unlock once he levels up would allow him to store stuff, or that's what he thought. Moreover, he believes that he will be able to store a lot of things in the subspace. After all, the second head of the family created the subspace spell matrix.
While thinking about the uses of subspace, he looked at the ground, only to see several dozen corpses of monsters littering the ground.
Every single one of them was useful for him, as he could absorb their blood for his benefit. However, each weighed a few hundred pounds, if not several hundred. Yet, his black serpent ring could only contain 3 tons worth of stuff and not a single point more. That's why he was looking forward to unlocking the subspace.
A subspace was just what he needed in this situation to store several dozens of lifeless bodies of monsters.
"Did killing it made him go silly?" Varth said in his mind as he looked at Vincent, who was beaming while looking at the behemoth corpse weighing more than two tons.
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Vincent couldn't help but expose a smile on his face, a smile of happiness and anticipation for obtaining more than he wished for before coming here.
"Huh?"
However, the very next moment, the smile on his face vanished, his eyes narrowing down to thin slits as the magic resonating eyes floating in thin air transmitted an image of overgrown grasses and bushes parting to each side as if something was moving within them directly to his mind.
With a little bit of concentration, Vincent could see that it was none other than a Grim Gore, and it was approaching Leilani from the shadows.
Leilani stood behind them, taking cover from the cold winter rain by standing under a tree, watching Vincent's back with a smile on her face but feeling weary and exhausted from using a lot of her powers in the battle that had just taken place, yawning as she covered her slightly parted mouth exposing her pearly white teeth and ruby tongue with her petite hands, oblivious to the danger creeping up to her back.
Vincent knew that only he could save her. In an instant, a spear made out of blood materialized in his hand as his eyes turned a darker shade of crimson.
"Hup!" The muscles in his arms flexed as he twisted his waist and hurled his crimson spear at Leilani using all his strength.
The crimson spear moved so fast that it cut through the air, emitting a crimson glow of death.
"What?!" Leilani's eyes widened, unable to make sense of the situation as she saw the spear closing up on her.
Meanwhile, the last grim gore sprinted across the field of green, reaching Leilani in a few moments. The monster's jaw opened wide to reveal its fangs as it charged forth alone at her, taking a leap, aiming to tear her head apart from her body in one powerful snap.
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"Leilani! Duck!" Vincent shouted at the top of his lungs right after throwing the spear, startling Leilani from her shock.
As soon as he said those words, Leilani flinched and threw herself to the grassy ground.
The crimson spear with blood mist coiling around it flew right above Leilani's body, and then a painful shriek resounded.
"Ugh!" The spear slammed into one side of the monster's negative energy barrier, shattered it, and pierced its chest simultaneously. The powerful impact rocked the monster, sending it flying backward, far away from his beloved.
They turned to look at the cause of that sound and stood there, dumbfounded and relieved to see that Vincent's crimson spear had penetrated the heart of a monster which then branched out of its back, nailing it to the thick tree just behind Leilani and saving her from certain death.
‹ You've obtained 40 experience points ›
The moment the system notification resounded in his mind, a dark shadow escaped out of the body of the behemoth Grim Gore behind him and leaped towards the back of his head.
The parasitic alien was about to reach the back of his head, just below the nape, when in that instant, a gunshot sounded in the surroundings.
"What the hell?!" Vincent turned to look at Varth, unable to understand why he took a shot just behind his back.
"Take a look behind you," Varth said, pointing behind his back.
A moment later, Vincent saw a weird parasite wriggling on the ground near his feet after he turned around.
Varth's bullet penetrated its squishy body, and then negative energy began seeping out of its wound.
In a few moments, the parasite dissolved into wisps of darkness and disappeared under the moonlight.
"Thanks for saving my life," Vincent said to him, understanding that something worse than death would have happened to him if that parasite managed to invade his body.
"No problem," Varth said. "Anyway, she looks terrified out of her wits. Shouldn't you do something about it?"
Leilani needed his support right now. John was checking up on her.
Immediately after, Vincent ran up to her, his gaze scrutinizing her from head to toe.
"Leilani, are you okay? Did I scare you?" Vincent asked as he touched her face, looking into her eyes with a gentle gaze.
"I'm fine, big brother."
Although she said those words, her back and forehead were drenched in sweat. Her head was buried in her knee. She huffed, trying to catch her breath and calm her restless heart.
Vincent wiped a sheen of traumatic sweat away from her forehead as he lifted her chin to stare into her eyes, feeling her body shivering subtly.
"You don't look fine," Vincent said as he grabbed her hand in his pushed her into his embrace.
Leilani crashed into his sturdy chest as he wrapped his hands around her body.
"There's no danger here." He said in a low tone, reaching his hand up and down her back and kissing her forehead.
What she the most right now was comfort.
"It's warm." Leilani snuggled in his embrace, tears leaking from the corner of her eyes.
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