Chapter 600 The Noble Party III Empress of The Void
Chapter 600 The Noble Party III Empress of The Void
“HA!” The vampire woman spun around, swinging her claws at the woman’s leg.
SWOSH! The claws passed across the thin air, causing a dust cloud to rise. “Where did she go?” She growled.
The dust cleared, and she found herself standing in a vast, empty world filled with craters.
“Who are you? Where are we?”
“I did have multiple names,” The purple eyes woman replied with a smile, standing alone, facing the vampire.
“Call me whatever you like. I bet you I had that name once.”
BAM! The vampire lunged at her, “Astera, guardian of Vlad,” She swung her claw at her with a blinding speed, “Die nameless,”
“Nameless? Is that supposed to be a name?” She blocked the vampire’s strike with her forearm, not even budging or bothering to move her other hand.
“Safi-Kenos-Vasilissa Orion” She smiled, “The Empress of the clear void of space, welcome to my hunting ground.” CRACK! She punched Astera in the face, sending her rolling across the wastelands. 𝘭𝒾𝑏𝑟𝑒𝒶𝒹.𝘤𝘰𝓂
The vampire turned around, flying away from Vasilissa. “Don’t need to fight you anyway,” She flew as fast as she could. ^I need to kill that dragon Arad. She’ll just waste my time.^
Vasilissa sat on the ground, “Run as far as you like,” She smiled, “Food never makes it out of the plate on its own.”
Astera flew for minutes, and those quickly turned into hours, and days through a seemingly endless night without seeing a trace of civilization, “Where did she teleport me? At this rate, that dragon should be almost at the wedding,”
She flew up into the sky. Wastelands spanned as far as her eyes could see. No matter where she flew, there was nothing resembling the traces of a humanoid or a monster, not even plants. All she could see were massive craters and exposed ore veins.
“Tired of running away?”
Vasilissa appeared behind her, sitting on a stone and trimming her nails.
Astera turned with a scared face, blasting her with a massive burst of blood.
Vasilissa swung her hand, deflecting the blood. “Don’t waste your blood. You’re like a pea spinning around in an empty plate, and spitting your juices out.”
“Who are you calling a pea?”
“You. Didn’t you realize it yet?” Vasilissa stood, putting her hands in her pockets as she stared down at Astera, those common clothes of her flapping with the wind. “We aren’t in the mortal world anymore. You’re on my dinner plate,”
“Stop lying! This place is too clean to be the waste of Hades, and it isn’t a demi-plane. No one can make such a large world.” Astera shouted.
“You’re right,” Vasilissa smiled, “This isn’t the waste of Hades, and I don’t have the power to create such a vast world.”
“Giving up on your lies so quickly?”
“But I can swallow it,” Vasilissa stared at her with glowing purple eyes, “If it fits in my stomach, I can eat it whole.” The stars in the sky shifted, taking the shape of a massive draconic head with the moon being its eye that glared down.
“This humanoid body is a mere puppet of my magic, and you’re on my dinner plate.”
Astera looked up with a terrified face. The world zoomed down as she realized it, the massive dragon stared at the whole planet, towering over it as she growled.
“When the stars shift, you’re already inside my stomach, as is this world,” She stared at her with an empty face, “You can run as long as you want, but neither people, plants, animals, or times exists here. It’s a mere place where I bring my preys to eat.”
“What are you?” Astera gasped.
“A void dragon Great wyrm.” She looked at her, “Several thousands of years ago, I was tasked by the Overgod to protect the world inside my stomach from intruders. You vampire lord must have heard of me, right?”
Magic dragons consist of mainly three types. Time dragons who hunt time travelers disrupt fate, the same dragon exists in the past, present, and future.
Light dragons are made of light itself, shining brighter than the sun and flying faster than anything in the world. As their speed is the limit of the world, their strikes carry an almost infinite amount of power, giving them the ability to one-shot almost anything unprotected by a divine.
“The world doesn’t make sense,” Vasilissa said, “Scholars found that no matter how much magic they counted, there was always a surplus that they couldn’t explain. The area has 2000 mana, but they could only find 10 of it,” She took a step forward, “That remaining unknown existence is me.”
“Shut up!” Astera lunged forward, swinging her fist at Vasilissa.
SWOSH! Vasilissa disappeared, landing on a mountain with a smile on her face. She looked down, “You dared point your magic at my son, his wife, and my grandson or granddaughter. Come at me. I’ll let you live if you manage to hurt me.”
“You’ll die, dragon!” Astera screamed. She wasn’t by any means confident in her ability to kill a dragon, but she was at least certain of their pride. If this dragon said she’d let her live if she got one wound, she would.
^Dragons are too prideful and arrogant to get back on their words. All I need is to get a hit on her.^
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Back at the party, Arad started dancing with Mira the moment they couldn’t find Vasilissa. Aella looked to the side, noticing that Gojo was asleep on his chair, leaning on his fist on the table.
She approached him, “Gojo, wake up.” She shook him, and he opened his eyes.
She knew it since she lived with Arad for so long. It’s rare when a void dragon truly sleeps. Even at night, Arad sometimes spends it with his eyes merely closed. It was strange for Gojo to pretend to be asleep, which meant he might have been really asleep.
“You really asleep?” She asked.
Gojo stared around, “I was just drinking here,” He looked at the side, seeing his wine glass half full as he left it. “How did this happen?”
“That’s why I’m asking,” She looked at him, “I know you and Arad rarely sleep. Are you that exhausted? If that’s the case, there is an empty room outside where you can get some sleep on a proper bed.”
Gojo pinched his eyes, “I don’t think I am. It feels like a zoned out more than sleep,”
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
SWOSH! Astera flew back, growling as she stared at the laughing Vasilissa flying after her.
“Stay in one place!” She shouted, extending her arms forward. [Blood Barrage]
Tens of sharp bullets of blood flew out of her fingers, rushing toward Vasilissa.
“Is that all you have, vampire?” She waved her hand. Her void rushed through the air and pulled on the one existing between the links in water molecules forming moisture. They turned into Oxygen and hydrogen, crackling like fireworks and exploding a fraction of a second later.
Astera flew out of the raging blue flames, her half-burned face healing as she grunted. 𝙡𝓲𝙗𝒓𝙚𝓪𝙙.𝒄𝒐𝙢
She turned into black mist, fazing through the fire and reaching Vasilissa, swinging a fist at her face.
With a grin, Vasilissa grabbed Astera’s arms, disintegrating them in the blink of an eye.
“HA!” Astera screamed, her arms healing as she opened her mouth, firing a sharp spear of blood from her throat.
Vasilissa dodged the spear with ease, swinging her palm and slapping Astera down. SLAP! CRACK!
Astera smacked on the ground, her ears ringing and her entire face numb from the slap. Even her vampiric regeneration was halted by the power of that slap. ^She unleashed a precise power, just a bit lower than what was needed to blast my head into pieces.^
TAP! Vasilissa landed in front of her, staring down, “Come, stand up. Don’t remain on your knees for long.”
^I’m on my knees. The shock traveled down my spine. No, my whole nervous system got jumbled, thus I can’t move.^ She realized. She was kneeling on the ground, staring straight down with a droll dripping from her lips, half unconscious, half awake, dancing between dreams and reality.
CRACK! Vasilissa pushed Astera down with her foot, stepping on her face, “Come on, do something. Move, you’ve been sitting there for a whole minute. I’ll eat you if I get bored, you know?”
“GAAAAAAAAA!” Astera screamed, swinging her fist up at Vasilissa’s leg.
CRACKLE! Lightning sparked between Vasilissa’s legs, smacking Astera before she could finish her swing, sending her flying away with lightning crackling out of her body.
“All particles in the air have lightning in them. With my void, I can pull that out.” She looked at her, “To shut my elemental manipulation, you need to fight me in the void.”
Astera tried to stand, but her arms disintegrated, and her healing couldn’t keep up.
“What?” Vasilissa stared at her, disappointed, “You’re already breaking apart? Vampires are fragile, aren’t they?”
“Shut up,” Astera growled.
“Let’s end this. Time flows here differently, but I am still wasting it by prolonging this,” Vasilissa smiled, “Let me tell you something. I would’ve eaten you anyway even if you injured me. You’re fighting in vain.”
Astera paused, “But you said…”
“If you injured me,” Vasilissa replied, “What you’re fighting now is my avatar, a humanoid puppet made of flesh and bones, a projection magic. You were beaten by the upper limits of a human body,”
As she said that, Vasilissa’s body flew into the night sky, and it was then that Astera realized. Those stars aren’t just taking the shape of a dragon head. They were a real dragon head.
The stars moved like a massive jaw in the sky. [I’m here. Come at me if you can.]
Astera stared up in silence.
[I guess. You were still a mere pea on my plate.]
A beam of pure light descended from the sky, blasting a crater on the ground and erasing Astera.
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