Chapter 425 Dragon

Chapter 425 Dragon

The Empress looked nothing like Liam had remembered her.

The only reason he even thought it was her, was because logically, it couldn't be anyone else.

Unless, of course, it was some kind of Abomination that she left behind as a seed.

As she broke through the egg, her full form came into view.

She was a mess.

Parts of her were missing.

Her right arm was turned to ash.

Her entire skin was corroded, as though someone had poured a bucket of acid on her head.

Her chest had been torn into.

And her lower body had been crushed.

She looked incredibly weak in her Abomination Form.

Liam's vision no longer swam when looking at her, though his legs and body still shook recklessly.

Although the Empress was gravely injured, she was still slowly healing, though it was barely visible to the naked eye.

Liam and the rest would die if they didn't turn tail and run.

But they didn't.

From the side, a familiar figure flew over. A massive limp body was gripped to his side.

Alucard and the Emperor of Courage.

Alucard had won.

And from the looks of it, it was overwhelming.

There wasn't even a single scratch on his clothes.

Alucard looked towards Liam and the group, sending them a vague frown.

From the looks of it, Liam wasn't supposed to be here.

Neither of the parties spoke, though, and Alucard's piercing gaze fell back to the Empress.

The Empress slowly rose above the ground.

Despite having no eyes, her gaze snapped towards the Emperor.

Her jaw visibly fell, a vague moan of painful anguish leaving her throat.

In the same instant, her face twisted into an unearthly, ugly expression.

She let out a nasty curse and shrieked from the top of her broken lungs, causing Liam's mental sphere to vibrate.

It was on the cusp of shattering.

Two seconds more, and it'd crumble apart.

Her stomach bulged in the blink of an eye, and her cheeks puffed up, but—

Alucard was too fast.

He snapped his fingers forward, and a bolt of red energy shot through the woman's stomach.

There was no explosion or visible wound of any kind.

But after spasming for a brief moment, she fell weightlessly into the ocean below, her attack stopping mid way.

The waves were pulling her this way and that, but Alucard made a rising gesture with his free hand, and the Empress rose above.

Then, she hovered over to his free hand.

Liam was stunned with shock.

Just what was that red energy?!

It was ridiculously strong. Liam didn't know if the Empress died or not, but she definitely wasn't moving anymore.

Holding the Emperor on the right hand, and the Empress on the left hand, Alucard looked terrifying. n.-0vεLb1n

Like his business was death and he'd done the perfect job.

"You have my condolences," Alucard said with a pitiful tone, his eyes running past the oceanic debris. "I don't suppose he made it."

Jane, Verium and Ryu felt their hearts shrivel a bit. A mix of bitterness and anger bloomed on their grim faces.

Liam furrowed his brows. Indeed, there was nothing indicative of Usan's survival. Not even a trace.

Liam heaved a solemn sigh. He knew this would end in Usan's death one way or another.

It was unavoidable.

But still.

'At least he accomplished what he set out to do. Especially with the state he was in.'

Not many could boast about that.

At least this way, Usan had some closure knowing he'd finally quenched his thirst for revenge.

And now, the mess was all Liam's to clean up.

Liam inwardly sighed.

'Thanks a lot, you bloodthirsty revenge maniac.'

'Hope it was worth it.'

Back at the issue at hand, Liam was faced with a massive, massive hurdle.

A nice fellow by the name of Alucard.

How the heck was he supposed to talk to this person like an equal?

The dagger that two empires waged war over was idly sitting in his Inner World.

But Liam looked at it as a bargaining chip, like Usan had advised him to.

It was clear that he couldn't hold onto something so dangerous. The harms outweighed the benefits.

But lucky for Liam, a trade didn't sound so bad. Not when there were two Rank 6 corpses up for sale.

In fact, had Liam not known that this would have been a viable outcome, he would have outright denied participating in the war.

After all, Usan had promised him a Rank 6 corpse.

Alucard looked at Liam with a searching gaze.

He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, sounds grew louder.

Incomprehensible shouts, shrieks and other noises.

Alucard clicked his tongue, lowering his head with a dark expression.

It was the Dual Empire.

Swarms of Imperialists had filled the horizon. Hundreds of thousands of them.

The Fearists were flying on their Abominations, and all the Couragists were air-walking through a special usage of their armor.

"I hate interruptions," Alucard said with a quiet growl. Liam noticed his hands twitching in fragile restraint.

From behind, opposite to the Imperialists, were the allied martial art clans and the vampires!

And in the center of this ramping carnage, was Alucard, Liam, Verium, Jane and Ryu.

They were more or less equal to the number of Dual Imperialists. Clearly, Alucard hadn't ordered all his forces to support the war.

Just him was sufficient.

But as soon as the Dual Imperialists arrived close enough, their focus fell on the two familiar corpses Alucard held in his hands.

Their chests sank.

Their Empress... their Emperor... limp.

They were defeated, and attempting to fight a Rank 6 powerhouse like Alucard was blatant suicide.

They didn't run, though.

They were actually considering it.

A million ants could bring down a dragon.

But... there wasn't just a dragon.

There were also a million ants.

WHOOM!

Above the sky, there was a sudden flash of luminous light that sent rays of blinding light in every direction.

A figure appeared.

Liam cursed under his breath.

Another dragon.