Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 621

There was truly nothing there.

Completely dumbfounded, Su-ho tilted his head and looked at Roynan.

“What was that?”

“Well, that is...”

Roynan hesitated before speaking.

“It seems Master’s power was simply too overwhelming, so his entire body was vaporized.”

“...That is possible? Last time, you revived several times after taking my attacks.”

“That may be true, but... perhaps it is because Master is far stronger now than back then?”

“...That makes sense.”

Since the Extermination of Evil he launched earlier had failed to even pass the Second Line, he thought it was not particularly powerful.

But apparently not.

Extermination of Evil was strong.

It was simply that the barrier protecting First Town was even stronger.

Still, for him to die this quickly...

No.

He probably was not dead.

Because no system notification had appeared.

And as expected—

Twitch.

Su-ho saw it.

The scorched residue of Renien’s blood stuck somewhere on the ground writhing faintly.

“Thought so.”

The system never said he died, so how could he actually be dead?

Because of that, Su-ho briefly fell into thought.

‘Should I absorb him with Bloody Hand again this time?’

Back when dealing with Roynan, he had not used Bloody Hand because he could not kill him.

He had simply been curious.

But now, he wondered whether it was really necessary to imprison all of these bastards inside the Great Blood Prison.

At that moment, Jack offered advice.

- Are you wondering how to deal with those bastards?

“Pretty much.”

- Then I recommend taking all of them in.

“Why?”

- Because in war, the number of soldiers matters.

“Ah.”

Right.

I almost forgot that for a moment.

Sooner or later, he would have to fight Overment.

So Su-ho decided to accept Jack’s advice.

He stretched his hand toward the writhing clump of scorched blood.

[ Bloody Hand activates. ]

SHUUUUUAAAH!!

The moment Bloody Hand activated, the wriggling blood residue began trembling violently.

It had sensed Bloody Hand and was desperately struggling to escape.

But after most of its power had been vaporized by Extermination of Evil, escaping Su-ho’s grasp was impossible.

SHUUUUUAAAAH!!

- Nooooo!!

The boiling blood residue of Renien began getting sucked into Su-ho’s hand.

Renien’s voice echoed through his mind.

And then—

[ You have defeated High Blood Renien de Nosferatu. ]

At last, Su-ho saw the notification he had been waiting for.

After finishing the absorption, Su-ho immediately checked the information on the Great Blood Prison.

[ Great Blood Prison ]

Rank: S+

# Blood Force Vessel of High Blood.

# Separates and stores the energy extracted through Bloody Hand, automatically supplies it, and can store up to 10 copied unique abilities.

# Currently stored abilities: ＜Memorize＞＜Art of Stormwind＞＜Wave Surge＞＜Foxfire＞＜Heat-Transmuting Blade＞

# <Roynan＞＜Periotin＞＜Seorio＞＜Shuraia＞＜Renien＞

Wow.

So this really works?

A good idea immediately came to mind.

“Renien.”

Shhhhk!

The moment Su-ho called his name, Renien appeared before him while emitting crimson mist.

“Gasp!”

He emerged as though someone rescued him right before drowning to death.

Naturally so.

Extermination of Evil had nearly vaporized all his mana, leaving him waiting only for forced resurrection through his authority.

Then he was reborn again after absorbing Su-ho’s overwhelming mana, so such a reaction was inevitable.

Renien stumbled out as though collapsing onto the floor, but soon regained his senses and began understanding the situation.

Then he saw them.

The eyes looking down at him.

Su-ho, Jack, Roynan, and Roynan’s subordinates.

Startled, Renien jumped to his feet and shouted,

“W-What is this?!”

“What is this? Hah. What disrespectful attitude... Roynan?”

“Yes, Master.”

“It seems you finally got a younger brother beneath you. Surely I should not interfere in matters like this?”

“I believe that absolutely must never happen.”

“Right? Good. Then I will judge the placement of future recruits based on this training session.”

“It is a tremendous honor that you would grant me such an opportunity, Master.”

Roynan’s eyes gleamed.

This was an absolute opportunity for him.

If he missed this chance, he might end up living as a mutt °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° forever.

Roynan immediately summoned a whip.

Seeing that, Renien panicked.

“Roynan? You are the Administrator of Helldown! Then why are you—!”

“I am no longer Roynan.”

“What?”

“I am now the absolute loyal retainer of the even greater new Master who inherited the will of the great Levan de Nosferatu. And from this moment onward, I am also the instructor from hell who will reform your rotten mindset.”

“W-What?!”

SLAP!!

“AAAGH!”

“I will not take questions.”

As expected.

The ones who had suffered through it themselves always hit harder.

Among the High Blood, the highest-ranking class served the First Blood as priests, and the prophecies they preached were treated as absolute truth.

How could those who had practically been brainwashed by those prophecies their entire lives possibly change overnight?

At least, some of them thought that.

Until Roynan beat the hell out of them.

“How dare you?”

“You dare say that?”

“Just die already!”

Roynan had spent his life being called a mutt, living at the very bottom among the bottom.

His desire to escape mutthood was stronger than the combined will of every other High Blood present.

“You are doing well.”

Thanks to that, their advance proceeded smoothly.

After rampaging through First Town for quite some time, Su-ho finally arrived at the royal palace of the High Blood located at the center of First Town.

Called the White Blood Palace, the entire exterior was constructed from pure white marble, fitting its absurdly childish name.

Staring up at the White Blood Palace, Su-ho raised his sword again.

He found them arrogant.

Outside, countless High Blood were dying, yet the ones called the true rulers of First Town still had not shown themselves even once, likely because of their precious dignity.

Toward those arrogant bastards, Su-ho’s sword exploded forth once more.

[ Extermination of Evil activates. ]

CRAAAAACKLE!!

At that moment—

BOOOOM!!

Just as Extermination of Evil was about to strike the White Blood Palace, something emerged and crushed it, causing it to explode.

When the smoke cleared, what revealed itself was a handsome vampire dressed entirely in white.

From his hair to most of his clothing, everything about him was pure white.

The only color on his body came from his crimson-red eyes and lips.

The moment Su-ho saw him, a sudden headache struck him.

More precisely, a fragment of Levan’s memories, buried and nearly forgotten beyond the seal, suddenly surfaced in his mind.

“Immortal Crown...”

The words escaped his lips unconsciously.

Immortal Crown.

A title referring to the ten supreme leaders of the Nosferatu royal family among the High Blood residing in First Town, whose positions had never once changed.

Each of them wore one of ten crowns.

Originally, there had only been one crown, but as time passed and their powers became increasingly equal, it eventually split into ten.

As proof, the white-haired handsome man before him also wore a golden laurel-like crown atop his head.

The Immortal Crown spoke.

“So in the end, the prophecy was correct.”

The expression of the Immortal Crown remained endlessly calm.

As though he had expected this day to come.

They still believed in Alucard’s prophecy.

Perhaps because of that, he drew his weapon without the slightest hesitation.

There was no lengthy conversation.

No, he never intended to have one in the first place.

To them, Su-ho was a welcome period that could finally bring the ominous prophecy to an end.

And so Su-ho also raised his sword and invoked the holy art.

“Extermination of Evil.”

[ Extermination of Evil activates. ]

CRAAAAACKLE!!

The invoked Extermination of Evil began reacting more violently than ever before.