Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 238

Chapter 238: Devouring

The vampire’s growl was hateful and inhuman as he flared his mana and lunged forward again.

Another savage flurry of blows was exchanged.

Blow after blow rang out like steel drums of war. Kaiden met them head-on.

He matched the noble.

But not for long.

The vampire’s superior speed and strength began dictating the rhythm. His power started eclipsing Kaiden’s.

The Paragon of Sin was slipping.

[Devouring Strike] had healed the worst of his wounds, but he was far from full strength.

His arms ached. His chest was barely stitched together by lifesteal. His mana pool? Nearly bone dry.

The vampire had been right about one thing: Kaiden’s lack of stat investment into Magic was crippling him in a drawn-out battle.

If he stalled, he would die.

And the bastard wouldn’t let him pop a mana potion for a second.

So it had to end.

Now.

Kaiden gritted his teeth and let out a guttural roar, swinging the Twilight Ripper with everything he had.

WHAM!

CLANG!

BOOM!

His final barrage forced the noble back a step. Then two.

The vampire’s boots scraped across blood-slick marble.

But he wasn’t done.

The noble snarled. "Enough, mongrel!"

He raised both clawed hands and conjured a burning glyph of pure blood magic in the air.

"[Ruin of Blood]!"

A crimson blast fired point-blank.

Kaiden tried to intercept with his sword, but it was an unsuccessful attempt at a counter.

It ripped into his arms, flaying skin from muscle, rumbling through his insides like a swarm of devouring hornets.

He dropped the Twilight Ripper.

It clanged to the floor.

Blood streamed from both his forearms as his entire body ached from crippling pain.

His vision blurred.

And yet...

Kaiden stepped forward.

One step.

Then another.

The vampire’s eyes widened.

"How are you moving?! You should be writhing on the ground from pure agony!"

Kaiden didn’t answer.

He couldn’t.

His lips parted, and fangs emerged.

"[Ravenous Bite]."

With a savage lunge, Kaiden sank his teeth into the vampire’s neck.

"GGGRRRAAAAAGHHH!!"

The noble shrieked, the sound of which ripped through the chamber. His legs buckled.

Kaiden didn’t just bite.

He drank.

Streams of blood-mana pulsed from the wound, swirling down Kaiden’s throat. He absorbed health. Mana. Essence. Power.

[You are draining 1% HP per second...]

[You are draining 1% MP per second...]

The noble clawed wildly at Kaiden’s head. *WHACK! WHACK! WHACK* brutal blows to his skull, face, temple.

But Kaiden didn’t let go.

He couldn’t let go.

Because Gluttony didn’t let its meal go.

His nails raked down Kaiden’s back. His fangs snapped. But the [Sigil of Domination] still glowed, punishing his every desperate motion with backlash. His own power betrayed him. Every second of struggle only made Kaiden stronger.

"GET OFF ME!" the vampire screeched, now sounding less like a noble... and more like a cornered beast.

But instead of doing as told, Kaiden’s drained arms began to rise.

Muscles filled with stolen vitality.

And those same arms reached around the vampire’s throat.

They began to squeeze.

The noble froze.

His limbs flailed. Weakly.

Kaiden tightened his grip.

His jaw remained locked, draining.

His forearms crushed down on the vampire’s throat like iron bars forged in nothing but pure fury and all-consuming starvation.

*Crack.*

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