Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System

And the crazy girl was right, in fact, let alone the Risha sisters, besides his soulmates, no one has ever seen what Daimon was about to do.

‘Hey, you promised the fox and the wolf not to use “it” until you had reached the Knight Lord realm, do you really want to impress those three girls that much?”, mumbled Evangeline, in a half worried, half jealous voice.

‘Ahem, it will be beneficial for me to do it, also it won’t be like back then, I now have a way to deal with the consequences, so don’t worry, and more importantly if my instincts are right… this will be the most helpful for you and Nasha’, said Daimon, which made both the sword girl and the girl whose everything, besides a few strands of hair were blurred, blush on the spot.

And so, while those two had the words “He is doing it for us”, continuously repeating in their minds, Daimon activated Core Synchrony, which made his mage realm increase all the way to the peak of the Lord rank.

Something that the three Lords noticed, as that was the state in which the masked silver haired youth, crushed their proxy in a matter of minutes, that being said, their confidence didn’t waver, and they had a reason to, the wave of nether that was about to drown the nethereal sisters, which is a one-time effect of them using their crowns at the same time, equals that of three peak Archmages attacking at the same time.

‘Our nether is stronger than Denaz’s one, so if you think you can fight against it head on like you did with him then you…’, Byron’s confident smile died down, the next second when the giant wave of condensed nether they released was… stopped in cold.

“Boooom!”, a giant clash of energies, forced all the presents to look away as the throne room was engulfed in a blinding multicolored light, it didn’t last long though and once the light disappeared, the sight of a division appearing in the middle of the throne room was revealed.

Sparks and crackling sounds, appeared from time to time as nether and mana collided right in the middle of the throne room.

“Impossible, a single person’s mana stopped the nether of the three of us!”, shouted Reed, to which Aslan snorted as he said.

“Petty tricks, I can’t properly detect it since my mana sense is being blocked every time it tries to cross that division, but there is mana from more than three elements on that side, darkness being one of them”.

In other words, Aslan was saying that to stop their nether, the masked silver haired youth had received help from others, since he has shown to have light affinity, meaning that he can’t have darkness affinity, or at least not one as strong as the darkness mana he was detecting on the other side of the division.

“Y-Yeah, now that you mention it, his mana reserves didn’t diminish at all, that bastard, is just trying to scare…”, Reed’s words were stopped by Byron whose eyes contracted like needles, to then scream.

“Shut up Reed!”, the Asmadian Lord gritted his teeth, but he didn’t finish his sentence, he has made quite a few mistakes during the fight, so he wasn’t in the position to complain.

It took Byron a second of contemplation to reach a conclusion that he refused to believe.

‘No fucking way!’, he screamed in his heart, only for his face to twist in anger as he heard the merry laugh of the crazy girl.

“Hahaha, look at your face, this is a priceless gift from our beloved king~”, she said as she looked at her surroundings, particles of multiple colors started appearing all over the place, around her, there were black and purple gathering, that was darkness and poison mana.

“Amazing…”, mumbled Reyne as she saw the bright orange mana particles flocking in her vicinity, that was fire mana.

“How pretty”, Jasmine’s eyes sparkled, she was surrounded by white particles, that was light mana, however the light princess was referring to the scene as a whole, since she could see a lot of different colored light particles, some in a bigger quantity than others, but the result was the three of them being surrounded in a sea of multicolored lights.

However, and as pretty as it looked, Byron was at the verge of suffering a heart attack, that was all mana after all, and unlike Reed and Aslan, he could tell… that it was all linked to a single person, Daimon.

Which is normal, as this is Daimon’s Manifestation, Reed was right, even for Daimon whose mana reserves equal that of a peak Archmage in Core Synchrony, stopping a wave of nether equal to the three simultaneous attacks from peak Archmages, is not possible.

If he poured everything into his Comet Sword, he would be able to cut through it, thanks to the concentrated power of his spell, but he directly clashed against it, in a non-efficient and crude way instead, and that wasn’t possible even if he used a whole charge of his mana reserves in a single go.

“How is it possible for a single person to have so many highly developed affinities, who the hell are you?”, asked the Balax Lord, to which Daimon smirked behind his mask.

“A king troubled with three problematic queen sisters”, casually said Daimon, which made Byron grit his teeth.

Reed and Aslan who were in shock due to the Balax Lord’s question of earlier, abruptly turned to see Byron.

‘Are you telling me that all the mana which stopped our nether, belongs to that guy!’, exclaimed Aslan.

‘Bullshit, do you expect me to believe that there is a Lord rank whose Manifestation is on par with the full-fledged Domain of a peak Archmage and that it also contains mana from more than five different elements, among which there is light and darkness involved…’, Reed’s rambling was stopped by Byron directly saying.

‘I don’t know how, but yeah, all that mana is connected to him, he is not borrowing power from others, however it must be a limited power, otherwise why would have him not used it until now…’, it was time for Byron to be interrupted.

“I thought you guys have learned your lesson, but it seems like that’s not the case, so let me refresh your memory”, said Daimon as he pointed his right hand at Reed.

“Gah!”, the Asmadian Lord who besides his crown, had his concentrated Domain, surrounding him, felt as if a hammer had descended on his chest, the mana that was clashing against his side of the throne room, started pushing his nether backwards.

“You either fight those three properly, or get crushed by me”, he said as he waved his hand and mana of metal, light, lightning, fire, poison, darkness and water elements gathered around him, it’s worth mentioning that there were other elements floating here and there, but their quantity was rather small.

That was enough for Byron to understand what Daimon meant, the mind link which Reed established, allowed them to draw in the nether that was gathered by their subordinates, in the territories each of them managed.

For Reed, it was the nether from the castles where the women from the Black Night race lived, and something similar applied for Aslan and Byron, so now they were using an external power to overwhelm the sisters, which is why Daimon interfered.

Well to be fair, since the moment those three used their traits as Arch ranks, Daimon had the “justification” to lend them a hand, but that was still within their possibilities, because the nether of the Lords was susceptible of the one whom they influenced, respectively, so the sisters could make up for the difference in levels due to the combination of their monstrous talents and that suppression effect they had over them.

Also, this was the improved version of the “conscription” used by Denaz, which took him many subordinates from the different Lords to prepare, and also required them to die, Daimon already expected them to have something like this of course.

‘Reed, stop the mind link, it will be too risky to fight that guy and those three at the same time, we might win at the end, but two of us will die for sure’, concluded Byron to then say.

“So, you won’t step in if we don’t borrow any external power, is that what you mean?”, he asked, to which Daimon shrugged in response.

“This is their fight”, he limited to say, very much against his wishes, Reed dispelled his royal innate ability, only then did the pressure being applied against his Domain was dispelled.

He poisonously glared at Daimon, who was looking at him from a higher position in the sky with disdain, his expression became even uglier due to the crazy girl adding fuel to the fire.

“Mom is so going to love listening to this, a nice subject for some pillow talk, right Daimon~”, said Sarah, to sound even more intimate she didn’t call him “king” like she has been doing, which made Daimon sigh to his insides.

‘This is not easy to maintain you know, you are basically seeing the full extent of my battle prowess right now’, he said in a voice that only the three sisters could hear, resulting in their eyes sparkling in response, Daimon was using his trump card for their sake.

Which is half true, certainly using his Manifestation Phenomenon, allows him to use the strongest power he can currently wield, but he still has some aces up his sleeves, it’s just that those aren’t his own strength but life-saving stuff with limited uses, do Daimon doesn’t take them into account when calculating his battle prowess.

Anyway, there is a reason as to why he never uses his Manifestation, though he is used to activate Core Synchrony, and that is the fact that even with his monstrous body, he can’t withstand the pressure of all the mana that resonates with him.

Ironically, he can’t use his own powers because he isn’t strong enough to wield them without hurting himself in the process, it’s not Daimon’s fault, to begin with even his unused affinities resonate around as much as that of a normal mage’s developed ones.

The ones he has developed, go for around five to seven times the previous in average, not to mention that his darkness one which is boosted by the “Lover of Darkness” passive, surpassed the ten times mark.

So, multiply that for the number of elements he has developed his affinity with, which are around ten, add to that those that he has awakened but not trained, which are in tens as well, and you get a rough idea of the load Daimon’s body has to endure when using his Manifestation.

This is a part of the reason as to why Aura made him train his body like a maniac to raise his knight realm, as that would mitigate the problem, even then, the last time Daimon used his Manifestation, he ended up bedridden for a whole month, so both Erin and Aura made him promise not to use it unless there was no other choice.

‘Now I really want to go “fish” that siren, this power is quite convenient’, thought Daimon as he opened and closed his right fist a couple of times.

‘I didn’t think you’ll be using it like this, you would have been bathing in your own blood if it wasn’t for the high-speed regeneration… still are you really not in pain?’, asked Evangeline in a worried voice.

Daimon was using “Mythical Regeneration” to fix everything that was crumbling in his body, due to his Manifestation, by using the same mana that was causing the problem as the fuel for his regeneration, in a sense it’s a never-ending cycle for as long as he can draw mana from the atmosphere, however the pain was still there.

Since unlike Karla, he didn’t use anything to block pain, it might be minimal and really short lived, but there is still some that gets to Daimon.

‘Mmm, it feels like taking a bath in water that is slightly too hot to be comfortable, but its bearable, the output is reduced but it’s better than not being able to go all out when needed, I could get used to fight like this, but I’ll refrain from moving too much this time, so don’t worry, I’m fine’, calmly said Daimon, which made Eve nod, she could tell if he lied to her, and that didn’t seem to be the case.

Daimon on the other hand, couldn’t help but find this worried Eve, cute, but now it wasn’t the time to enjoy this side of his administrator, instead of that, he returned to the real world as he felt Reed’s glare, which didn’t last long when he was glared back by Daimon.

“Royal Reinforcement, Mind Flames!”, for a second there, the Asmadian Lord considered using “Mind Link” to then launch an all-out attack against the masked silver haired youth, but feeling the cold glare behind that mask and remembering the suffocating sensation of earlier, Reed ultimately used a different technique.

One which caused a wisp of neon pink flames to lit up above the middle part of Aslan, Byron and his own crowns as if it wasn’t enough humiliation to be threatened into not using his favorite innate ability, by someone that “stole” what was supposed to be his, the crazy girl rubbed salt on the wound.

“Good boy~”, mockingly said Sarah, making Reed’s eyes become bloodshot, he exploded in neon pink nether to then turn into a flash that appeared in front of the crazy girl, a neon pink arrow had manifested on his bow, ready to be shot at her.

He didn’t realize it due to anger, but he crossed the “division” where Daimon’s mana was clashing against the domains of the Lords, since Daimon had not dispelled his Manifestation, as he was sure he wouldn’t be able to activate it again soon if he dispelled it, at least he’ll need a day of rest in between and that is with his body being constantly healed thanks to Mythical Regeneration.

Luckily for Reed, Daimon didn’t use his Manifestation to suppress him, because like he stated, he wasn’t going to interfere in the fight, unless the Lords tried to play any tricks, unfortunately for Reed, Jasmine and Reyne were next to Sarah and they weren’t going to simply remain still, when their sister was being attacked, well that was Jasmine’s reason, Reyne mostly wanted to get back at the Asmadian Lord, who was the cause of the previous giant wave of nether that sought to kill them.

“Light Piercing Thrust”, the light princess flashed at Reed’s left, with the White Heavenly Spear aiming at the Asmadian Lord’s chest.

“Royal Crimson Flames!”, Reyne on the other hand, fiercely charged at Reed’s right side, her pretty hand was burning in bright red flames as she punched at Reed’s face.

‘That damn fool!!!’, inwardly screamed Byron, in a fraction of a second, both him and Aslan, flashed from their previous positions, they moved nearly twice as fast as before, so they managed to appear in front of Jasmine and Reyne, in time to prevent them from beating Reed alongside Sarah.

“Clang!”, Byron stopped Jasmine’s spear with his Battle Avatar’s hands, and slashed his great sword at Gram which was coming for him the next second, resulting in sparks and the sound of metals colliding, echoing through the vicinity.

“Booom!”, as for Reyne, her pretty fist clashed against Aslan’s one which was cladded in a layer of black bones, producing a loud shockwave and a crimson fire explosion, which was countered by a cloud of death nether that was burned away by the Nelapsi girl’s flames the next second.

“Go to hell, Royal Black Pleasure Piercing Arrow!”, in a fraction of a second, Reed gathered lust nether from his Domain, around the arrow he had condensed on his bow, this was the improved version of the spell he used to half destroy the purple skull defensive barrier that the purple haired girl used to defend herself earlier.

‘Let’s see what your expression will be when I blast this bitch’s head away thanks to your arrogance!’, he swore in his heart as he released his arrow at point blank, while aiming at the face of the crazy girl, who smirked in response.

The purple skull behind of her opened its spike toothed mouth, to then roar as Sarah pointed her right hand at the incoming arrow.

“Royal Purple Death Javelin~”, the name of her martial art nearly made Daimon choke, she already used his Comet Sword as inspiration and now his Javelin as well, but then he was taken aback by the massive battle aura explosion that blasted not only the incoming arrow, but also Reed away into the distance.

“Boooom!”, a one-hundred-meter-wide wave of purple battle aura, travelled all the way from Daimon’s side of the throne room, to the one of the Lords, before clashing against the wall while dragging Reed away into it.

“That wasn’t a “Javelin” at all”, said Daimon, which made the crazy girl look at him while cutely sticking out her tongue at him.

Apparently, she simply put the word “javelin” into the name of her martial art, though it had nothing to do with the principle behind of it, his Javelin spell and martial arts respectively, are meant to focus mana or battle aura into a compressed projectile which is then shot at the enemy, his javelins can indeed grow in size but their principle doesn’t change.

What the crazy girl did was simply gather a hell ton of battle aura and then make it go berserk upon contact with its target, resulting in a giant explosion of battle aura.

‘Well, I guess that guy was thrown like a “javelin” at the wall…’, thought Daimon as he saw Reed whose body had been horizontally buried into the wall, head first.

“You fucking bitch, how did you break out of the Royal Decree!!!”, Reed’s angered voice could be heard coming from his upper half body which was buried into the wall, as he forced his way out of it.

“Hah, what are you talking about, this thing hasn’t been dispelled yet, I simply became stronger so now, even without the part of my power which is being restricted, I’m at the same level as before~”, casually said the crazy girl as she stimulated her battle aura, which triggered the symbol of the half crying and half laughing mask, to appear above her, a sign that she was still under the effect of Royal Decree.

Reed nearly vomited blood on the spot, not understanding how was that possible, luckily for him or not depending on how you see it, the crazy girl “kindly” explained him how that happened.

“Why do you look so surprised, my nether is lust based, and how can my desire for my beloved king not soar through the sky after such a majestic demonstration of affection and care, it’s only normal that my nether becomes stronger~”, she said, which made both Daimon and Reed agree on something for the first time since they met each other.

‘No, that’s not normal’, they both thought, that being said, only Reed was angered by it, because Daimon couldn’t help but be surprised by this advanced application of nether.

‘A temporary boost by stimulating the emotion in which her nether is based… she is a damn genius in some of the weirdest aspects’, thought Daimon.

That answered one of Reed’s doubts, but there was another one which was gnawing at his brain.

“Even if that is the case, before the Royal Decree restrained you, my own lust nether forced you to defend…”, his sentence was interrupted by the crazy girl raising an eyebrow to then look at the Asmadian Lord as if she was looking at an idiot.

“Oh that, I simply didn’t want to be touched by those disgusting flames, but now that Daimon’s “Love” is permeating till the last centimeter of my body, there is no need to worry about that~”, said Sarah as she hugged her body with her arms with a reddened face, making Daimon feel a headache coming his way.

‘Should I isolate her from my Manifestation… no, she will like that as well, wat a crazy girl’, thought Daimon as he saw Sarah giggle at him.

“Royal Reinforcement, Black Death Mist!”, amidst the crazy girl’s mischievousness, the hoarse voice of the Bane Lord echoed through the throne room, then a wisp of an ominous black mist condensed above the left side of the crowns of the three Lords.

“Finally damn it!”, cursed Reed as he spat the blood that had accumulated in his mouth, after being smacked against the wall by Sarah’s attack earlier, his body started radiating a black haze which made the ground below him melt.

‘I won’t let her stupid provocations, get to me anymore’, swore Reed in his heart, a promise that was broken the next second.

“Mmm, I’m not one to judge, but are you so desperate that you are lusting after that bald rotten corpse guy now?”, said the crazy girl, which made Aslan’s body shiver, of course he knew that was just the effect of the purple haired girl’s nether to mess with them, but it’s not like he could just ignore such words.

“Reed, fucking kill her already!”, exclaimed the Bane Lord.

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