Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride - Chapter 549

Chapter 549: A Warrior Even In Death!

The moment Nikolai made a noise, the mutant wolf flung itself at him like a bullet. Nikolai vaulted a table, meeting the monster halfway. He pierced through the air and lunged at the beast himself.

Clang!

Silver met the deformed blade as Nikolai deflected the smaller arm and twisted his body to avoid the huge claws, which tore across his chest. The beast cleaved a wide arc, which forced Nikolai to kick a table into the beast while rolling back.

“Grrrr!” The beast howled and crushed the surrounding tables.

Nikolai recovered and crouched a few yards away, his spear planted for balance. ‘His strength is above me ever so slightly.’ With a slow breath, he calmed himself and observed the monster, which thrashed around in search of him.

“Where!?”

Bang!

It kicked, slammed and crushed the tables and partition walls into dust.

The sheer force of the monster carried the same power as Nikita using her golden body technique. An explosive and deadly level of physical prowess, and yet, the more Nikolai observed, the less danger he sensed from the enemy.

“I’m here, beast.”

She wasn’t a normal werewolf.

Nikita’s face overlapped with the deformed mutant. The longer he watched her, the more his anger grew, triggered by the scars and wounds from countless, maybe hundreds, of different operations.

‘How much did you suffer before death?’

His stomach churned as the beast rushed at him again, with reckless abandon.

The monster’s charge rattled the floorboards. Nikolai charged to meet it, letting the Heavenly Slaying Spear drag a thin line of frost across the ground. At the last second, he stepped into the creature’s blind spot and thrust.

The spear tip sank into its shoulder with a pained cry, enough to jolt the beast off balance.

“Raaaagh!”

It swung violently, which forced Nikolai to duck under the giant arm. A gust of sharp wind from her claws skimmed across his scalp. The smaller blade-arm slashed fast enough to whistle. Nikolai kicked the monster’s thigh and parried with the spear’s shaft.

Bright sparks scattered as the metal screeched against the sharp bone.

‘Her rhythm and attack pattern are strange…!’

The mutant stumbled from Nikolai’s blow, yet twisted unnaturally and slammed its foot into Nikolai’s abdomen. The blow sent him flying across the room. ‘Shit!’ He smashed into the wall with a bang as the stone cracked and dented by the impact.

For a heartbeat, Nikolai lost focus, seeing not the monster but the woman shredded by the experiments. She roared with delight the moment her blow connected and rearranged her broken bones with a snap.

A furious rage burned in his throat as a familiar sickly taste.

He pushed off the wall and lunged at the celebrating beast. Nikolai planted his kick into the beast’s knee. The force snapped the joint with a pop, forcing the monster down. It roared in a berserk rage, wailing in a mixture of pain and fury.

“Rest.”

He swept the spear upward in a brutal arc, carving a deep gash across its chest. Black-red blood splattered the walls. The creature reeled, but instead of retreating, it lunged again with the desperation of something that had forgotten fear.

“You’re still fighting…?”

He caught the massive arm with a single hand, boots scraping across the ground as it pushed his body several metres to ground himself. His muscles throbbed and spasmed painfully. The weight pressing down on him was monstrous, and the raw physical power almost crushed his shoulder.

Nikolai grabbed the monster’s arm and twisted, using the martial arts that Selene and the other girls used to target joints.

“Grrrr!!!”

With a simple twist of his hips, the massive arm cracked and twisted around, the shoulder socket tearing because of the deformed shape.

The monster shrieked, a warped, bubbling roar that vibrated through the entire room. Its enormous arm dangled uselessly with bones jutting through the torn flesh. But it still thrashed and lunged. It tried to tear Nikolai apart with whatever limbs remained.

Its pain only made its instincts more vicious.

Nikolai didn’t flinch at the sudden attack. He stepped inside the monster’s reach, driving his knee into its ribs hard enough to crush several at once. The beast vomited a spray of dark blood that bubbled on the floor.

Even then, its remaining blade-arm darted toward his throat like a striking serpent.

He tilted his head by a fraction, feeling the edge skim past his cheek, slicing a thin line of heat across his skin.

The blade came far too close.

‘You’re not strong enough.’ After analysing its strength, speed, and other abilities using the Obsidian Eyes, Nikolai’s attacks became more streamlined. He used less power and more skill and technique.

Nikolai gripped the spear in reverse and hammered the butt into the beast’s chin. The impact dislocated its jaw entirely and sent the creature sliding across the floor, claws scraping trenches into the tile as it fought to stand.

It still struggled and tried to fight.

‘Even now, she just wont stop…’

However, it became clearer as the battle continued. His blows started to temper the monster’s furious rage. Soon, clarity and technique returned to its attacks.

Nikolai gripped the Heavenly Slaying Spear tighter.

He focused his aura into a condensed flame that wrapped the surface in blue, black and red flames.

This fight wasn’t about killing a mutant anymore.

“I will end you like a warrior!”

The mutant staggered upright, wheezing through its broken jaw, spine bending at odd angles. It became violent, unstable, desperate and charged again, dragging its massive arm like a club behind it.

Nikolai didn’t move.

He planted his heel and took a single deep breath while he channelled everything into a single, sharp point.

“Sleep.”

Nikolai stepped forward and sank into the concrete.

The mutant’s massive arm swung down like a falling tree, the floor buckling under the impact. But Nikolai was no longer there. He shifted to the left, letting the force pass by him, brushing the air against his cheek.

In that instant of tension, he struck the beast.

The Heavenly Slaying Spear thrusts forward in a clean, perfect line. No wasted motion or hesitation, just the sole intent to defeat the enemy standing before him. An attack of precision rather than fury.

The blade pierced the monster’s chest.

A crack like splitting ice echoed through the hall as the spear’s aura ignited. Frost, flame and darkness burst out at once, swallowing the deformed and corrupt flesh in a whirlwind of extreme temperatures.

The mutant’s body jerked violently, spasming as its twisted blood arts rebelled against the spear’s purifying force.

However, with a punctured heart and torn organs, it couldn’t resist fate.

The creature roared in agony, sounding more human as words almost formed. The sound was raw with pain, grief, and something like relief. Nikolai gritted his teeth and pushed deeper, feeling bone and sinew give way.

“Rest,” he repeated once again, this time softer and with a quiet tone.

The mutant thrashed wildly. Its broken limbs scraped against the tiles. Its remaining arm hammered into Nikolai’s ribs hard enough to make his vision pulse white. Yet he held the spear steady, because he couldn’t afford to falter.

‘Forgive me. I couldn’t save you.’

Squelch!

His muscles tensed as he punctured the beast deeper. Black blood exploded from the creature’s back as the spear tip burst through.

The light faded slowly from the creature’s eyes.

Nikolai gasped as he saw a moment of clarity… and a subtle movement of the beast’s lips.

He could almost swear it said “thank you.”

The monster’s movements weakened, then stilled. Its oversized claws drooped. Its hunched spine straightened slightly as if even in its final moments, whatever remained inside fought to reclaim some dignity.

The hall became silent except for his shallow, breathy gasps.

Nikolai loosened his grip before yanking the spear free and twirling the spear which flicked the blood across the floor. The creature collapsed to its knees, then forward onto its hands, trembling.

He half expected another roar or desperate last stand.

Instead, its head leaned weakly to the side.

A faint smile on the deformed lips.

He saw the woman again and not a monster, but the shadow of someone who once fought for her life, someone who might have been proud, fierce, and loyal before the experiments shredded her into pieces.

‘Nosferatu!’

Anger welled in his abdomen and chest, like a sharp bone that was stuck and wouldn’t come out.

“I’m sorry.”

He muttered this phrase one last time.

The mutant leaned toward him, as if drawn by the sound of a voice spoken with respect instead of fear or disgust. Its eyelid drooped. Its breathing slowed.

Then it collapsed completely, the floor shaking under its weight.

Nikolai lowered his gaze and waited, counting each fading heartbeat. When the final thump echoed through his Obsidian Eye, he placed a hand over her head. Not a gesture of comfort, but of acknowledgement.

“You fought well.”

His voice shook ever so slightly as it echoed against the cracked walls.

“I have to continue on.”

Once he stood again, he reactivated his goggles. Shapes and heat signatures flickered through the layers of concrete above. More monsters awaited him along with gunfire, which scattered across the compound.

His mission remained.

He tapped his earpiece again.

“White Wolf to Celtic teams. Target neutralised. I’m advancing to the next floor.”