I Will Be The Crowned King

The petite body burst into a heart-piercing cry, and Lisa, who was like an irrational beast, desperately roared at Kroger who turned into a monster!

"Go to hell--!!!!"

Sensing the movement, Kroger's body froze, and turned his blood-red eyes wrapped in sarcoid to his back, and the blood-stained pale bone blade was raised above his head along with his constantly wriggling arms, facing the petite figure who was approaching.

"Clang—!"

The stabbing bayonet collided with the falling bone blade, and the dazzling sparks brushed the little girl's hair.

But Lisa, whose eyes were red, not only was not knocked back, on the contrary, she resisted the impact abruptly, aimed the gun at Kroger's head, and pulled the trigger roaringly.

"boom!"

The "brain" composed of blood-red eyes and sarcoma instantly shattered in the flames of the gun, and Kroger, who was spattering with blood, took two steps back one after another.

kill it, shred it...

Let it pay for Anson's death!

A sharp scream resounded from Lisa's throat like a ghost's roar, and slammed into Kroger's chest desperately.

Kroger, whose head was blown to pieces, stumbled and lost his balance, and was knocked to the ground by her.

The next second, with the hot barrel still smoking, Lisa, who was holding the rifle tightly, stabbed most of the gun directly into Kroger's chest.

"Pfft—!"

Flesh spewed out of his chest, pouring on his angry and helpless face.

Kroger, who fell to the ground, just raised the bone blade, but Lisa's backhand shot broke his arm again.

With tears all over her face, Lisa pulled out the revolvers on her sides at the same time, and the pitch-black muzzle roared at the monster amid the cry of the little girl.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The gun flames spewed out of her hands, and the lead bullets shot out one after another without interruption, smashing Kroger's chest into blood as he twitched again and again.

Lisa, who was crying, was full of scarlet before her eyes.

Some kind of strange impulse was emerging in her young body, and there was only one thought left in her angry heart.

To ravage it, to ravage this pile of flesh and blood...

Tear it to shreds, to shreds!

Destroy it!

"Click, click, click..."

Lisa, who had emptied her ammo, was still pulling the trigger instinctively.

Almost at the same time, Kroger's left arm began to wriggle violently, and the flesh-blowing left arm slammed into Lisa's chest like a cannonball.

"Boom!"

Lisa, who was smashed into the air, slammed into the wall behind her, screaming from the ribs in her chest.

The revolver, which had been depleted of lead bullets, also fell from the air into a pool of burning blood.

But at the next moment, the petite figure who had landed heavily stood up again, his red pupils stared viciously at the pool that kept squirming on the ground, standing up like a reshaped mud, named "Kroger" monster.

Kroger, whose chest was pierced by the barrel and bayonet, was filled with the smashed part of "his" head again with the wriggling flesh; the part of the eye socket pierced by the lead bullet became a blood hole.

The Anson who took him in died...

The Anson who gave himself something to eat died...

The Anson who saved him from sleeping in the woods is dead...

The Anson who promised to protect him died...

The Anson who protected him died...

Killed by that monster...

monster!

"go to hell--!!!!"

Crying, roaring... Lisa, who recklessly rushed towards Kroger again, her eyes were already scarlet.

In the burning sea of ​​blood, the petite figure and the headless flesh-and-blood monster pounced on each other again.

………………

Puff!

In the boundless darkness, a powerful voice awakened Anson's consciousness from the chaos.

Very familiar...but a little unfamiliar...it's something I usually hear...but often ignore.

What is it?

The gradually awakened consciousness groped in the darkness, and the chaotic memory turned into countless pictures, which quickly disappeared in front of his eyes.

"...Every power of blood is the proof of a talent..."

As the slightly familiar voice sounded, Anson found that his consciousness seemed to be starting to become clearer.

What happened just now?

"...This is a power contained in your bloodline, or more precisely, it's a part of your body..."

Kroger Bernard killed all the old gods in Thundercastle, ate the corpses of blood mages, and used their blood to awaken the power in the corpses, turning them into monsters that proliferate indefinitely.

He almost died in his hands and was rescued by Lisa who arrived in time, but Kroger, who was still safe from his headshot, was completely helpless... Then what?

You... why... can't even remember the slightest impression?

An Sen, who was desperately remembering, once again plunged into chaos.

Puff!

The familiar voice sounded again.

It seemed that something wrapped was torn apart, and bit by bit in the darkness in front of him, a crack was torn open.

The awakened Anson stopped thinking about it and began to listen to the voice seriously.

"...Everyone's bloodline power is unique and varied...and your awareness of yourself is inseparably related..."

Puff!

Anson finally remembered that it was the sound of his heartbeat - his heart was still beating, he was not dead yet!

Ugh, wait?

Anson, who had no time to be happy, immediately fell into a huge confusion.

Why do you think you are dead?

You... what did you forget?

"...So I guess your bloodline power can't be used under normal conditions...or it's so weak that even if you use it unintentionally, you can't even notice it..."

Puff!

With a crisp and powerful sound, the darkness in front of Anson began to shatter, and dazzling light was penetrating through the cracks.

Immediately afterwards, Anson felt that his heart was burning like it was surrounded by fire.

It's like being trapped in dust, suppressed for too long, and can't wait to tear apart the darkness that wraps it!

"...No matter what kind of blood power, in principle, it requires a high degree of concentration to be effective... It is a part of your body, just like limbs or organs..."

"...Remember~www.readwn.com~ Many outstanding talents have caused irreversible consequences because of this..."

Boom!

There seemed to be a cracking sound that echoed in Anson's ears.

The darkness that covered the consciousness was replaced by the raging flames.

The flames condensed at the position of the heart began to spread along the limbs under the control of An Sen's consciousness, gradually igniting the whole body.

The cold blood gradually began to heat up.

In a trance, his body seemed to be undergoing a process of rebirth from a cocoon—he felt that his bones were growing again, his strong beating heart was constantly gushing out fresh blood, his flesh was festering and rotting, and his broken bones were unknowingly disappearing. It melted and disintegrated under the power of the name, and the flesh and blood of its limbs and bones grew again.

"... Slowly let this power wake up from your body, it will start to strengthen your body, you will find that when you stimulate the power of blood, your physical and mental power will be significantly improved, and you will begin to show a special ability……"

"...Although I don't think there is strength or weakness between the power of blood, many abilities are often displayed in ways beyond people's imagination: some focus on strengthening the body, some will affect the people around them, and some exist at the spiritual level , and some can even predict something that is about to happen..."

This process is unparalleled pain, and it is not done overnight, but uninterrupted like a tidal wave. With the raging flames, it gradually reshapes his body step by step.

The fire gradually went out, Anson heard his heartbeat again, and felt the blood flowing in his body; the power that burned with the flame was like the ashes after the fire dissipated, dissolving in his body.

He felt it, felt that power...

It's bringing him back to life!