Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride - Chapter 577

Capítulo 577: An Alliance In the Face of Great Corruption?!

Nikolai squatted at the sunken ground around the entrance to the gate. The pungent scent of sulphur and rotting waste lingered in the air, while the ground trembled and bubbled with a thick, viscous goo.

‘Disgusting, like a dead rat alarm clock…’

At first, he thought it might be caused by mud or because of the heavy rainfall the night before, but once digging deeper, his people found a pool of foul, slimy gunk resembling black sludge.

“This nostalgic foulness, so the corruption has already seeped into the ground.”

He couldn’t afford to think of dates with his wives, knowing that over ten gates hiding underground were close to activation.

“Hurry, we need to dig them out!”

“Yes, sir!”

The blood knights rapidly summoned spades and tools of blood, creating a bizarre and ghostly sight. It was interesting to see them dragging, clearing and unveiling the straightforward doorways to the air.

“Lord Volkov!” The pleasant voice of another maid called out to him from a distance.

A massive black door dripped with fresh mud and crimson sludge. Unlike the previous corrupted doors, there was something special about these new ones—a grim, shocking revelation.

The group discovered dozens of small skeletons, likely from children and animals, at the bottom of each gate.

‘Oh god, this is disgusting.’

Nikolai wanted to vomit; the skeletons resembled those who could barely be called toddlers and children. The little faces of his daughters flashed before his eyes as he felt both legs turn to jelly and become heavy.

He sat on a stone slab, watching the blood knights, carefully taking each skeleton whole, and placing them in a black box.

Even the Tepes clan didn’t see humans as special or try to lower themselves to others.

However, with children, babies, and the young, it was different. Even monsters held a code of conduct. Never involve the young! Only adult humans were targeted, from blood drinking to hunting.

The large clans banned this kind of thing four hundred years before, and the only humans allowed to be directly hunted were criminals or those who attacked the monster kind directly, easing tension.

Although weak, the sheer number of humans held a significant threat.

One spear might not stake them to death, but how about a million?

“Let’s not rush; continue to treat the corpses correctly. If we can identify them using DNA or other methods, please do so.” Nikolai explained carefully to the Maid in charge of the combat units present.

To Nikolai, this discovery shocked him.

He couldn’t believe that the Nosferatu were behind this. While they’d performed disgusting experiments, there were no signs of them breaking the pact and laws established regarding children and those who couldn’t defend themselves.

‘So who did this? There’s no chance it’s all Alucard.’

Nikolai honestly didn’t believe that everything negative happening was the work of one man or a group. After they lost their grasp on the eastern district and began vanishing from the city, none of the Nosferatu clan became entangled with Volkov or the others.

‘No, they even began to sell their other properties without issues!’

Something was happening in the shadows, and he didn’t understand just yet, but they had the abilities and forces needed to create these artificial gateways into the tower.

He grabbed his smartphone, typing a message to several members of the Alliance, but mainly Seraphina, his aunt Anastasia and Sarah, the three brains who helped create the revival device.

If his blood could purify this corruption, then he wanted their help.

‘If it’s possible to fix, or even reverse these gates… Nikolai would pay any cost to protect his future children and wives.’

“You, can you contact my father-in-law and tell him I want to meet him later, around five o’clock?”

Nikolai didn’t know their names, so he just called the blood knights “you” or “oi”, but luckily, they all obeyed him with a faint smile.

“Well, can you give me any more information?” His gaze snapped back to the Maid, and she hurriedly lowered her finger and stopped speaking to the others.

“Master, as far as we’ve found, the gates are extraordinary. Although similar to the ones found in the wraith and ghoul lairs. These gates seem to be independent of the tower, and cutting them off, or destroying them, is much more difficult.”

Her voice wasn’t deceptive; in fact, the tinge of fear in her voice woke Nikolai up a little as he stepped in front of the small gate exposed by their first team.

A standard black door with a black wooden frame. Carved into this frame were countless sigils and figures that seemed demonic. Little images, or creatures with horns, all glancing towards a central character in the centre of the door, enveloped by the sun and moon.

“What kind of existence has links to the sun and moonlight…?”

“No, are these women, maybe goddesses? One as brilliant and glorious as the sun, the other, gentle and affectionate like the moonlight guiding those trapped in the dark of night.”

Nikolai’s eyes shone with a strange, wispy light the moment he began trying to use his Obsidian eye to scan and understand the doorway. Suddenly, images and videos flashed through his eyes, information poured into his brain, almost enough to melt his mind.

A silver fox that danced in the darkness with a smile and a mysterious golden spider, carefully crafting a crib of golden silk.

‘What the hell?!’

When he looked at the figure cloaked in darkness, the cause of this strange phenomenon was only a striking black humanoid figure with sharp, jagged wings of blood.

He stared at Nikolai through the void with pitch-black eyes and golden pupils, with a smirk on his lips. The immense pressure on Nikolai’s soul was enough to tell him this existence was something that could shatter his life with the snap of a finger.

However.

‘Why did the demonic figure wave and thank me?’

The strange vision felt like it lasted hours, but when he snapped out of it, the clock on his wrist had only moved one second.

“Forget it, I cannot find an answer now. Maybe in the future everything will become clearer.”

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The hours quickly vanished under the arduous task of digging and cordoning off the entire area to avoid a massacre. If these gates opened, then Nikolai wanted to deal with them on his own.

However, who could have expected another group to arrive in a large convoy?

Seven long, black, elegant Sudans parked at the entrance of the walls created by the vampires and werewolves.

The reason they stood out was their load-out and specifications, bulletproof glass, chassis and hidden weapons deployed, a pair of Gatling cannons fixed to hatches on the rear right and left of the vehicle—a heavy-duty ultraviolet light installed between the headlights.

These were the SSS-Deva class vehicles used when hunting dangerous monsters, specifically Werewolves and Vampires.

Several humans wearing neat suits, white shirts and red ties all stood with half gloves on their hands in neat rows.

A single human stood at the front, bald and with a muscular figure.

“Excuse me, I wish to speak with your leader.”

He was a hunter.

At least from the aura that his body exuded, this human surprisingly reached the level of an Elder using the SSS’s gene therapy.

‘This guy gives a similar feeling to that of the woman, Madoka.’

Nikolai examined the man’s body shape, his atmosphere and wondered if the monster or animal used was a black bear.

“Master?”

Maids wielding customised MP5s with shoulder stocks and extended mags all stood in prime position to fire, stepped on either side of Nikolai in silence. The blood knights followed, wielding zweihanders and taking a position in front of the maids.

‘This is pretty cool!’

He hadn’t felt this kind of protection or coolness since becoming the Patriarch.

He noticed from the side that Vladimir stood atop the makeshift wall, his hand grasping a huge revolver; it was ridiculously massive!

Similar to the guns a character Nikolai liked from a manga he used to read.

With this kind of backup, he stepped forward, flicking the dirt and mess from his hands, standing proudly, with both hands behind his back and chest forward, neck tucked in slightly, with a perfect posture.

“I am the leader. Who are you to ask for me?”

The human’s eyes widened upon seeing the young, handsome male with silver hair and mysterious chromatic eyes.

Ever since he achieved Great Elder, Nikolai changed his eyes to simple colours, silver lumbar rings, with one bright red, the other deep cerulean blue.

Silver to resemble his heritage, Volkov.

Red to signify his vampire heritage.

Blue to show his werewolf bloodline.

In this form, his black blood freely empowered his body to 150% of his usual power. It was a pseudo-transformation that allowed him to use his werewolf and vampire blood arts in tandem without downsides.

A moment of silence passed as the bald man swallowed, his forehead shiny with sweat.

“I am Captain Levin, from the SSS hunting division.”

Nikolai curled the edges of his lips into a smirk. These were the people he once feared, the most potent and most dangerous forces of the SSS. These hunters would ignore the pact if they could and hunt even the noble families.

If discovered, they’d use money or agreements to solve the issues.

“I see, you’re just guard dogs of the SSS.” Nikolai spat with a sarcastic and aggressive tone. He was the leader of the Volkov clan, the moonlight alliance. He no longer acted like the little boy, nor could he let their clan suffer setbacks.

“Tell me why you’re here, or I’ll have to “politely” ask you to back off.” The maids all shivered at their master’s words, their little eyes shining like fangirls. “Unless you wish to suffer the consequences.” Because of Leona’s influence and worship of him, the two maid corps serving Nikolai believed in him like little zealots of a strange cult.

Nikolai himself didn’t know this.

Thus, he continued to be polite and caring to them, building a greater image by doing so.

“You are arrogant!” A human shouted.

“S-Stop! It’s fine. Can’t you tell the difference between prey and danger!?” Capin Levin’s eyes never left Nikolai’s body, his hands trembling slightly the moment Nikolai smirked at them, his heart beating so loud that all the wolves could hear it.

“Young Patriarch, we are not here to cause trouble. Our Mistress has sent us to aid in the destruction of those foul, corruptive gates!” He pointed to the black gateway with a fierce expression.

“Oh?”

Nikolai’s smile deepened as he paid attention to the bald captain.

“Very well, come inside.

And let us talk about co-operation.”