"I will be fine, trust in me," Vincent said, opening a small entrance in the crimson dome and walking away from them. He could feel the worry in Leilani's voice, but he wasn't going to change his decision. Someone needs to go out immediately and attract the attention of the goblin shamans and archers, otherwise, the dome will be destroyed under their attacks, meaning them losing their haven.

He knew that no one except for him has enough strength to charge into the army of goblins, survive the frontal assault of hundreds of monsters, and kill the shamans and Archer, and thus, he decided to fight them.

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"Will you be fine? Maybe I should come with you?" Varth said, asking him if he should accompany him.

"No need." One of Vincent's hands balled into a fist as he raised it slowly, showing Varth and the others his clenched fist, highlighting the fact that he believes that he will come out victorious, just like the meaning of his name.

"I will be back soon!" Vincent said like an absolute chad before pressing his feet on the ground, making noises as he ferried through the floor and dashed out of the small entrance in the blood dome.

As Leilani saw Vincent walking away from them, especially her, and towards the enemy, a few weird images popped up in her mind. In those images, she saw a few disturbing things, such as a child as red as blood standing in the center of a chasm, surrounded by thousands of oddly shaped grotesque monsters, fighting them off, trying to protect four horrified children. However, everything except for the first image was too blurry, and she could only make out the outlines of the rest of the images. And before she knew it, archaic bells rang in her mind, making her forget about everything that happened in the last few seconds, a mysterious power unknown to her resetting her memories back to when she saw Vincent stepping out of the crimson dome.

Although she forgot everything that happened in the last few seconds, a weird emotion crept up to her heart, bothering her continuously and unconditionally.

"What is this weird feeling in my heart? Why do I feel that the same thing happened in the past, and at that time, I chose to stay to myself, betraying his trust and hurting his heart? Why is my heart hurting so much that it is making me want to cry? Why do I feel like I am going to lose him if I don't hold on to him this time?"

As those thoughts haunted her mind, Leilani called out to him while moving after him, trying to catch up to him, intent on fighting by his side.

Vincent heard her shaky voice and could feel that she is extremely worried for his sake, bothering herself over his well being, but he knew that she would get severely hurt if she fights beside him since she doesn't have a negative energy shield like him, and thus, he made sure that she can't step out of the crimson dome.

Before Leilani could chase after him, Vincent made sure to close shut the passageways, sealing the only ways out of the crimson dome, and then a hand crept out of the inner walls of the dome, pushing Leilani back to her brother and the rest of his teammates.

The moment Vincent stepped out of the crimson dome, hundreds of pairs of eyes that were overflowing with viciousness turned to focus on him.

The goblins looked at him as if he was some kind of tasty prey, raising and dropping their weapons in cheers as most of them stopped attacking the crimson dome and rushed towards him.

Kuku!

Kaka!

Kuku Kaka!!

They roared at the top of their lungs, showcasing their excitement.

Vincent could feel that they were eager about hunting him down, but what they didn't know was that he wasn't going to be prey. Instead, he came out here to hunt them down.

"Bring it on, you bastards!" Vincent said as he activated his first blood gear to double his strength while charging towards the ones blocking his way.

Before he clashed with them, he summoned his daggers from his subspace. By the time he tightened his hands around his daggers, a group of four goblin warriors had reached him, and they brandished their weapons towards him, swinging their weapons at him. Vincent reacted immediately, moving out of the trajectory of three weapons by maneuvering his body like a skilled combatant, and using one of his daggers to deflect the last attack, and at the time time, swinging the other dagger around, slashing at their throats.

As the four bodies fell to the ground, four of the goblin shamans finished conjuring a few fireballs above their staff, and they hurled it forward, not towards the crimson dome, but Vincent! Around the same time, several of the goblin archers set loose their arrows towards the ceiling, and in the middle of their ascent, the gust of winds conjured by several shamans caused the trajectory of the arrows to change, causing them to curve down towards Vincent and the crimson dome.

FWEET

TWEET

FWEET

The rain of arrows produced whistling noises as they cut through the air and charged towards them.

"Good, good, good!" Vincent saw that he had already started to attract the attention of many goblin shamans and archers towards himself, and he said those words while stomping his foot on the ground, charging out of the trajectory of the ranged attacks before they could even reach him.

Bomb

Bomb

Bomb

A few explosions sounded behind him, and the sharp ends of several dozen arrows impaled the place where he once stood. In the split of a second, the resulting impact caused the place behind him to get covered in a sea of flame and steel, while the force generated from the explosion crashed on his back, pushing him forward.

Vincent wasn't hurt in the least, as the negative energy barrier blocked all of the damage.

He got pushed straight into the enemy ranks, though, but that's just what he wanted. A few weapons clashed on the thin but firm dark skin covering his own, causing clanking noise to fill the hall.

The eyes of the goblin warriors opened their eyes as they looked at their opponent with an expression of disbelief. How was he able to block their weapons with his body? Just how strong does a person need to be to stop magical weapons with their bare body? Is he a human or a monster?!

Such thoughts popped up in their mind as the glistening edge of a blurry sharpness encompassed their entire vision, and then… there was nothing!

They died, not knowing what killed them as Vincent fearlessly charged into the enemy ranks, heading towards the nearest group of goblin shamans and archers, killing intent overflowing from his crimson eyes.

A short moment later, the entire room got filled with the dying cries of the goblins before getting dulled by the sounds of explosions. Wave after wave of fiery explosions sounded behind the body of the crimson-eyed boy as he ran away from the flames that tried to swallow him and charged towards the terrified shamans and archers.

Vincent exposed a crazy and murderous smile on his disheveled face after he reached a few steps away from his targets, thinking that the time he kills these pests that only dares to attack from a range is not too far.

When the goblin shamans and archers the mocking and deadly smile on his face, they roared out in horror, commanding the warriors to protect them even if cost them their life. Following their commands, the goblin warriors moved from the spot and stepped in between them and Vincent.

"Creating a wall of meat to stop me? That's the most foolish decision you monsters will ever make in this life!" Vincent roared out at the top of his lungs as he stomped his foot on the ground. The muscles on his thighs bulged as he recklessly blasted himself towards the thirty goblin warriors.

He appeared before the ones standing at the front of the wall of monsters before they could reach, and then he kicked several of them in the gut and chest in the blink of an eye, hurling them backward.

The goblins crashed on their fellow counterparts, causing them to fall over one another, slamming onto the ground.

Vincent mercilessly stomped on their heads as he dashed towards the defenseless goblin shamans and archers.

Although shaken to their core, they hurriedly released a few attacks towards him, intending to pull him back.

Vincent saw a few arrows and two fireballs coming towards him, but he charged ahead, dodging the arrows, reverse-summoning his daggers, and swinging his palms towards the fireballs, slapping them on their round face.

The fireballs exploded on him, covering him in a fog of fire, and as the goblins saw that he got eaten by their fire, they breathed in relief, thinking that they have finally taken down the monster.

However, their solace was only temporary.

[The negative energy barrier has blocked all the damage. It is destroyed]

[-300 negative energy]

[The negative energy barrier is restored to its peak condition]

[Remaining negative energy: 470/1000 units]

Vincent wasn't hurt, just a bit stunned by the explosion as he was caught in the middle of it.

The horror was felt again by them as Vincent charged out of the fog of fire.

"Your heads are mine!"

Those words of the crimson-eyed demon that terrified their soul were the last thing they heard before darkness and nothingness befell their consciousness for all eternity.

He then turned around and headed towards the next group of goblin shamans and archers.