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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires. – Chapter 912

Chapter 912 My son born from darkness 2

Chapter 912: “My son, born from darkness.” 2

“Outstanding, My Horsemen…” A genuine smile appeared on Victor’s face. “With this, your final test has been completed.”

Even in the face of these words, no display of emotion was seen in the kneeling man; he simply nodded as if it were nothing special. However, Victor, as someone who could feel emotions, could sense his inner happiness.

Thinking for a moment about what to do next, Victor decided to change his mind. Initially, this entire spectacle was prepared to show how Victor could increase the strength of Demons, making them several times stronger, but… Victor decided that wasn’t enough.

He was very pleased with War’s performance, so he decided to do something bolder, something that would shake the Foundations of Creation.

After all, The Chaos Dragon God couldn’t have his first official Creation be something ‘ordinary,’ now could he?

With this thought in mind, he pondered what to do. Several ideas crossed his mind until he thought of one of the most absurd ones.

‘It’s time to create my first servant with the characteristics of Positivity and Negativity.’ His own thought was absurd. After all, if he created such a Being, wouldn’t it be a Creature of Chaos? Something that disrupts The Balance?

Wouldn’t the Primordial Beings come knocking on his door?

Victor had many doubts, but his instinct told him to do it. He was confident that whatever he created wouldn’t be as absurd as he feared.

Making his decision, Victor decided to follow his instincts.

Victor rose from The Throne of Hell and floated toward The Demon God.

During this moment, all eyes in the hall were on him, even the eyes of his Demon Wives, who were watching everything and recording it to show to the other Wives.

A sense of doubt crept into Helena’s mind when she saw Victor’s actions, but it didn’t take long for her to understand that her King was changing the script again, something he often did.

Instead of getting upset about it, she watched him more closely. After all, every time he changed her script, the situation turned out better than she initially expected.

Her King was so unpredictable, a Being with a greater worldview and instinct than most.

Touching down gently, just one meter away from War, Victor raised his right hand and pointed the palm of his hand at the Horsemen.

Pure violet Power was concentrated in Victor’s hand, creating a violet sphere. The Power was so pure, so oppressive, that it even left Metis, who was a Dragon, breathless.

Even though it wasn’t as ‘gigantic’ and monstrous in Energy, it was obvious that the quality of that simple violet sphere was immeasurable.

And the reason for this high quality was simple: Victor created this sphere using the Powers of Negativity and Positivity on a small scale while using his Dragon Flames as the primary fuel.

One could say that this sphere contained 1% Negative Power, 1% positive Power, and all the rest was made of Dragon Flames. In a way, this was a sphere that encompassed what Beings called a Balance Breaker… An act that would instantly attract the wrath of Primordial Beings.

An act that only Victor could perform because he wielded the opposing forces of the Universe.

Even in the face of such Power, War did not move or show concern. His loyalty was absolute. If The Demon King were to eliminate him here and now… So be it. It simply meant he wasn’t good enough.

Despite thinking this way, War knew… He knew that his King wasn’t someone petty who would eliminate his allies in such a way. He was competent. Hell wouldn’t be what it is today if he were incompetent. And it was this thought that fueled his loyalty the most.

Therefore, he wasn’t surprised when that Energy ball left Victor’s hand and flew toward his heart, feeding him with Power.

He tried to control himself, but the Power was just too great, and soon, his whole body was engulfed in violent flames.

“Once, in the past, I fought a Horseman who never lowered his weapon until the very end, fighting to the end, demonstrating the pride of a warrior.”

Memories passed through Victor’s eyes of his confrontation with War, a memory that all the Demons present at that moment could not forget.

Just as the Demons hadn’t forgotten, Hell itself hadn’t forgotten either, proof of which was the crater created by Victor’s confrontation with War that still existed to this day. By a twist of fate, it was from that place that some of these Mutant Demon Beasts and much stronger ones were emerging.

Victor’s eyes gleamed with Power, and the Miasma emanating from his hair began to grow stronger. His hair grew uncontrollably, and several strands of Black Energy emerged from behind him and moved toward the monster’s corpse.

The corpse’s body began to decompose at high speed, and in less than 5 seconds, there was no longer a corpse or Miasma as everything was absorbed by Victor.

“Because of this confrontation, I invested my time, patience, and resources into you… I wanted to know if that same man I fought still lived.”

The Horseman’s horse emerged from the ground and began to neigh, its body trembling in pain, and the Hellish Fire around it began to change into violet flames… The Flames of a Dragon.

“And my investments have proven correct. The Horseman of War lives within you. Even with his memories and Soul fragmented, he is still alive… And it’s time for him to awaken to a new version of himself. An enhanced version.”

Death’s Darkness, Famine’s Hunger, and Disease’s Decay formed in Victor’s hand as a set of Powers that soon merged with the Violet Fire… But it wasn’t just that; Victor added a small fragment… a mere fragment of his True Essence.

This action was enough to cause an unpredictable change that completely shook the structures of The Balance… Because it wasn’t just his True Essence that was added; the Divinity of Beginnings also activated, being unconsciously propelled by Victor in the face of this potential before him.

The firestorm began to subside, and soon, everyone saw the appearance of War, who knelt in the same position with his hand on his chest. The parts of his body that were covered by Hellfire were now covered by Dragon Fire, the hood that had covered his face was now Pure Darkness, and the Greatsword on his back had been completely transformed into something more macabre and sinister.

This man was like the fusion of all Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse.

“Welcome, Demon God of Bloody War, My Right Hand, My Horseman of The Apocalypse, and now…”

“My Son, Born from Darkness.” Victor extended his right hand.

At this moment, the horse stopped neighing, and just like its master, its body had been completely changed. It became much more robust and demonic in appearance. The horse stood up but still kept its head lowered in respect to its God.

The black Miasma covered War’s body as he raised his head, from which nothing could be seen, only an abyss. As his left hand came down from his chest, where his heart was, six wings made of dark Energy emerged from his back.

This sight made the Heavenly Father and Ariel’s eyes almost pop out of their sockets.

‘IMPOSSIBLE! AN ANGEL!? What is happening here?!’ The Heavenly Father completely lost his calm demeanor in the face of this impossible absurdity.

Unfortunately, he was wrong. War was not a mere Angel; he was… something more… something unique created by a Chaos God.

The left hand of that creature, no longer called a simple Demon God, held Victor’s right hand as he proclaimed:

“My King… My Father… My Creator… I exist to serve you, just as all the others who will come after me.”

The birth of the deadliest weapon of The Chaos Dragon God had occurred.

War was the first of many Beings yet to come, Beings born from Darkness but not entirely belonging to it, Beings of Chaos, faithful servants of The Chaos Dragon God.

Beings who would come to be known as Harbingers of Chaos, Messengers of The Chaos Dragon God himself… The Bearers of Damnation.

Beings that, if seen with the naked eye, meant only one thing… HE was coming, and everything in his path would be consumed without leaving a particle of Creation behind.

And there was nothing that other Beings could do to fight against it.

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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: English
Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time.

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