109 Its an ancient Chinese opera house. (1/2)

It's full of power. It is easy to understand why Arbatos was so violent.

With this kind of power, it would be stronger to surrender to the wildness that comes from the depths of the soul than to try any tricks.

The weaknesses of vampires are still intact, so you have to be careful about that, but your opponent is also a vampire. He won't be prepared for it.

If it comes down to a no-strings-attached match, I probably have the advantage because I have Senri's endorsement that I'm already more powerful than most vampires.

It seems that what you get when you mutate from a lower level vampire is a different ability, and your physical abilities don't change that much. It would be a foul thing if the basic abilities were also greatly increased, since one mutation can give you such a variety of abilities.

The werewolves spread out and surround me. My vision is slightly different from that of a human, but I can smell where they are even if they are in my blind spot.

I wonder if that's how Arbatos and Rainer felt when they fought me.

I roar at the sable floating high in the sky. With my current physical abilities, I could probably reach him if I jumped, but that would be a bad move for me since I have no way to move properly in the air.

I stand up on my hind legs and extend my paws at Sable - but then I pounce on the nearest werewolf.

The werewolf panicked and tried to catch the attack, but I didn't care, I crushed it. His hand is scraped, but he can't leave a mark on me with his mere claws. And although werewolves can only be harmed by silver weapons, they are exceptionally susceptible to attacks from vampires, perhaps out of grief for their family.

”...... Surround them!　Restrain them from all sides!

Sable gives the order. You've underestimated me. It's not a lot to take in if you're attacked from all sides at once.

I'm not sure what to make of this, but I think it's a good idea.

I'm sure you can find a lot of ways to deal with this if you were me, but I can't help but laugh.

The wolves attacked with frustration. He shakes his body and blasts away the powerful arm that is swung down with all his might.

My body can't hold a sword, but I have claws. And there's no reason to take it easy on us.

Once we've taken out Sable's men, we're done.

If I'm unencumbered, with Senri at my back, there's no way I can lose.

The more you kill, the easier it will be. The more you kill, the easier it will be to kill you later. Creating a werewolf is probably manageable if you have a vampire with the ability, but you'll need training to be able to use the curse you've received.

”d*mn it, ............!

Perhaps realizing his disadvantage, or perhaps reading my thoughts, Sable spat.

And then--it rained blood.

It wasn't a metaphor, it was a rain made of blood. Each drop of blood shot out with such force that it became a bullet and rained down inescapably.

The still remaining outer wall of the old castle collapsed under the rain of blood. The wolves attached to me were hit by the bullets and blown away violently. It was the work of a monster.

I've heard that high-powered attack spells that target a wide area are cast by multiple mages working together over time.

In that sense, Sable, who can wipe out powerful wolves with almost no time lag, deserves to be called a one-hit wonder.

However, my body in this form is much stronger than the werewolves and the walls of the old castle.

The blood stops raining. I lifted my head and looked Sable in the eye.

”What have you done, ......?

”d*mn you, ......, the Founder. ......

There was a heavy thump. Some of the blood bullets dug into the flesh. But that was it.

The wounds had already healed. A small number of scarred wolves, who had just barely survived the bloodbath, stepped back in alarm.

Sable's pale face was clearly less relaxed than before. He seemed to still have the will to fight, but he could not hide his exhaustion.

Why is he so tired when he's barely fought yet? He slowly chewed on the question that came to mind.

I look at the puddle of blood that has formed on the ground. I see. .......

You can't move the blood that's spilled.

......

There's not enough blood, is there?　This is your blood.

It's not that it can't be moved, it's that there's some condition. I can't even put a claw on a severed arm.

And the exhaustion on Sable's face is probably because she has used most of the blood in her body.

It's not so much a defective ability ...... as it is a bad use of it.

If there is a disadvantage, you should use it without letting it leave your body. A rain of blood is great for killing large numbers of people, but it's not powerful enough to kill a monster like Lynell.

So this woman has never been in a fight for her life.

Sable's eyes narrowed, and I could see the sharp fangs from the edge of her tightly clenched mouth. So I sighed and said in disgust.

I'll let you off the hook. I'll let you off the hook. You can leave.

”...... is a blatant provocation!

I'm not sure what to say, but I'm not sure what to do.

But Sable deactivated her blood wings on the spot and landed on the ground.

Why now ......?　You know it's a provocation.

The unexpected action made me think. By that time, the mutation had begun.

Sable's thin arms swelled up and her chin grew wide. Her silvery body hair, different from mine, grows and clicks.

Arbatross has been appearing to me in the form of a black dog. This is the first time I've seen a mutation with my own eyes, and it's-- it's a little creepy.

Strong limbs crunching holes in the ground.

What Sable had mutated into was a beautiful silvery white wolf. Over three meters tall, the only thing that hasn't changed are its red eyes looking up at me.

”Okay. I'll show you a real vampire.

A wolf and a dog. ............ The wolf seems stronger.

I let out a threatening breath of spellfire and let out my true feelings.

The vampire who becomes a wolf is more powerful in battle, Senri said. Perhaps the essence of this caninization is the enhancement of the ability to search for enemies. I'm at a disadvantage if I look at it that way.

I'm not sure if I'd be able to do that if we were the same size.

The wolf that Sable transformed into is huge, but it's only half the size of me.