Even though Roynan, the source of its power, was dead, the ice wall was still perfectly intact.
'What an annoying bastard.'
'If your owner dies, you should either collapse on your own or melt. Pick one.'
Su-ho swung his sword as if he was bothered.
Schk!
[ Sky Cleave activates. ]
Even without using Enhancement, the ownerless ice wall got sliced apart like tofu.
After repeating that a few times, the upper part of the essence was soon exposed.
When Su-ho smashed away the area around the essence with his fist, the essence immediately floated up, then approached Su-ho as it was originally supposed to.
It was right after the cursed prince's essence seeped into Su-ho's body.
[ The cursed prince offers everything of himself to you. ]
[ You have obtained the cursed prince's essence. ]
[ Beginning absorption of the cursed prince's essence. ]
Hwaaaak!
Essence absorption began.
At the same time, a bright light burst out and covered Su-ho, and in that process, Su-ho could see the cursed prince's memories, like back when it was the Lizard Dragon.
The cursed prince's memories replay inside his head.
Bubblebubble-
Two vampires.
When those two whispered love to each other and mixed their blood, blood foam rose from the mixed blood-water, and countless vampires were born.
The cursed prince was one of them.
His name was Revan.
More precisely, Revan de Nosferatu.
A middle name could only be held starting from royal vampires, and if it was the masculine form it was "de," and if it was the feminine form it was "di."
Surprisingly, Revan hadn't been oppressed from the very beginning.
Because Revan inherited royal blood, he was born with overwhelming stats and grew into a full adult the moment he was born.
And following the rules of the vampire world, which strictly followed the law of the jungle and the principle of the strong being supreme, he fought endless ranking battles against his siblings who were born together with him, as well as siblings born before him, and at last seized the prince title that granted him the qualifications for succession.
Everything was going smoothly.
Revan's parents acknowledged Revan's abilities, and among the siblings their parents had produced, he was also the first to earn the title of High Blood.
But the tragedy started from then.
"Among the princes of the House of Nosferatu, our High Blood will someday face the tragic fate of being annihilated by Revan de Nosferatu."
The High Priest Alucard.
A Royal Vampyr, a royal vampire, a High Blood, and the divine representative who held the highest position of High Priest among the priests who served the First Blood.
He always delivered the words of the First Blood in their stead, and his pronouncements, delivered like prophecies and revelations, instantly ruined Revan's life.
"This bastard, turns out he was cursed?"
"You damned cursed bastard!"
"Because of you, our High Blood gets wiped out!"
"Blasphemous, blasphemous! How could a thing like you be born!"
Revan fell in an instant.
Revan had legitimately seized the prince title according to the law of the jungle and the principle of the strong being supreme, but the other siblings who envied Revan didn't miss the bait and started tearing into Revan like crazy.
It was a desperate fight.
He did his best so he wouldn't lose his position as prince.
Because if he lost even the prince seat here, it felt like his identity would collapse.
So he fought.
He fought and fought and fought again.
But that fight had no end.
Because the bloodlines of the Royal Vampyr could never die unless you burned them all with solar attribute until not a single drop of blood remained.
The same was true for Revan.
But it felt like his mind would be destroyed instead of his body.
Everyone pointed fingers at Revan.
They were busy cursing him as the cursed prince, condemning him, and spitting on him.
"Die! Die!"
"Why don't you just go into Helldown yourself?"
"A guy like you is a prince? Even livestock passing by would laugh."
He reached his limit.
'If I step down from the prince seat, will it be okay?'
'This contempt and oppression that feels like I'm dying... it feels like it's telling me to give up the prince seat.'
There was no other choice.
For example, suicide.
But he couldn't die.
There was nothing more disgraceful for a vampire than taking your own life.
And if he died like that, he hated it even more, because it felt like I would be acknowledging the prophecy myself.
Just as everything was getting stained with darkness, everything changed.
[ The Great Cataclysm begins. ]
A notification that appeared before Revan's eyes.
That absurdly familiar UI was, unbelievably, a system notification.

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