Infinite Evolution Hunter - Chapter 194

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“Bepar, Morax is a formidable demon. Even for someone of your caliber….”
Razgas offered her counsel as I left after receiving my assignment from Gaff.
“I haven’t decided how to proceed yet. First, I want to learn about the Eastern Region. Will you teach me what you know?”
“Of course. The Demon Realm is divided into four directions: east, west, south, and north. Gaff is the Demon King of the Western Region, and Morax is the Demon King of the Eastern Region. However, Morax lacks the strength that Gaff possesses, so the Eastern Region remains incompletely unified. There are two others vying for Morax’s throne.”
“What kind of demons are these other two?”
Truth be told, I’d planned to charge in recklessly, but hearing Gaff call me ignorant sparked a stubborn desire to actually think this through.
“First, there is Valefor, a Vampire Lord. Valefor is a powerful Vampire Lord with numerous loyal subordinates. However, his personal strength is said to fall two tiers below Morax’s.”
“And the other one?”
“Marbas. His individual ability is actually said to surpass Morax’s. However, due to his belligerent and simplistic nature, he has no subordinates. Without forces, one cannot become the king of the Eastern Region.”
“The vampire can’t defeat Morax, and the foolish battle maniac stands alone….”
A perfect strategy suddenly came to mind. It was time to put knowledge I’d unexpectedly acquired to use.
“It will be difficult to bring them both to your side.”
Razgas, reading my thoughts, spoke up.
“Strong demons have high pride and don’t listen to others. Morax knows those two won’t unite, which is why he doesn’t bother to forcefully suppress them.”
“I have a plan. Let’s go to where this Valefor is.”
“However, I cannot go.”
“Really? You’re not going to guide me this time?”
“Demons are bound by a restriction that prevents them from leaving their designated territory without their Demon King’s permission.”
“Is someone standing guard?”
“No. If one attempts to cross the boundary, one’s will dissipates, one loses the ability to use power, and falls into the River of Souls.”
It was similar to the restriction of will that the Manager had imposed in the Tower.
“That’s simple then. I’ll just carry you across. You know about the Eastern Region, don’t you?”
“I have been there before while serving Gaff. I can guide you to the dwellings of the three Demon Kings.”
“Let’s go immediately.”
I headed toward the boundary of the River of Souls. The Waterfall of Souls descended at the center of the Demon Realm, and the River of Souls divided the Demon Realm into four regions: east, west, south, and north.
Before the River of Souls, I pondered how to carry Razgas.
Her attire made it awkward to carry her like a princess the way I did with Bae Na-young, or even to piggyback her. No matter how I held that nearly bare body, there would be significant contact.
Even though my thoughts no longer greatly affected me, I still possessed the base desires of my original self, so I couldn’t touch her without emotion. And if Bae Na-young caught wind of that….
I simply grabbed her wrist and took flight. She dangled helplessly, but there was no problem with movement.
“It feels… like I’m a burden.”
“Just bear with it.”
“Ugh… ugh….”
As we approached the River of Souls, Razgas’s body began to writhe.
“What’s wrong?”
“My body is losing strength… gradually… and it feels like I shouldn’t go there….”
The closer we drew to the boundary, the worse her expression became.
“I can’t do this! Please turn back!”
Forgetting where she was, she began struggling desperately.
“Stay still! You’ll fall!”
Below us lay the River of Souls. A demon of Razgas’s caliber would perish if she fell into it.
“Let go! Release me! I’m not going!”
I attempted to calm her with words, but Razgas was in no state to listen.
I gripped her wrist firmly to prevent escape, and I heard bone crack beneath my fingers. Yet still she thrashed desperately.
Her arm threatened to tear from its socket. I had no choice but to pull her up and embrace her instead.
Even held close, Razgas continued to writhe and claw at my body.
It didn’t hurt, but her condition was deteriorating, so I hastily crossed the boundary and descended onto the Eastern Region’s soil.
“Are you alright?”
“Hah… haah… I apologize…”
Razgas’s consciousness gradually returned as she swept her disheveled hair from her face.
“You didn’t do it on purpose. Is your wrist okay?”
“An injury of this degree should heal in a short time.”
In the Demon Realm, saturated with demonic energy, even a succubus’s wounds mended with remarkable speed.
“I shall guide you.”
After a brief rest, we made our way toward Valefor’s Castle.
Valefor’s Castle, situated on the periphery of the Eastern Region, was constructed with surprising regard for human aesthetics.
It resembled a medieval fortress—the sort one might see on Telus.
“What do you intend to do?”
“I’m observing.”
As we approached the castle gates, two pale-faced vampires blocked our path.
“I’ve come to meet Valefor.”
“B-Bepar?”
“Ha, how refreshingly mad. You dare speak the Lord’s name so casually?”
The vampires laughed, regarding me with contempt.
“Isn’t it said that horns hold significance in the Demon Realm? Do these creatures not understand the meaning of horns?”
“Vampires lack horns, so they tend not to concern themselves greatly with hierarchies determined by them.”
“I see…”
As I conversed casually with Razgas, blue veins bulged across the vampire’s pallid face.
Blood flowed from the vampire’s empty hands, solidifying into the shape of a blade that slashed toward my throat.
The blood sword shattered into fragments upon striking my neck.
“Hmm… is this one strong? For a vampire?”
“They’re merely gate guards, so likely not particularly formidable.”
“Let’s go in.”
I threw a casual punch, striking both bewildered guard vampires in the face, and they flew into the castle, demolishing the gates in their wake.
“Where is Valefor?! I have something to discuss!”
“…Are you truly certain this is wise?”
Razgas bit her nails anxiously at my actions.
“I have my reasons. Besides, I heard they had considerable forces. It seems that was true.”
Vampires poured out like a pack of hounds.
“Bepar, I fear I shall be of little use in direct combat.”
“I said I’m not here to fight.”
“What about the guards you just beat down?”
“They wouldn’t listen.”
Another group of vampires blocked my path.
“I’ve come to meet Valefor. Stand aside.”
“Blasphemer!”
I thrashed the small-fry vampires that came at me again, hurled them into the corners, and walked toward what appeared to be the highest point of the castle.
“Huh, this one looks stronger.”
Vampires of a different caliber emerged. Their attire had become somewhat more ornate, like medieval nobility.
“Who in the—”
The vampire who spotted me flinched.
“Where do you hail from, honored guest?”
“Why the sudden change in tone?”
I asked Razgas.
“Vampires who’ve ventured outside understand the power of the horns. And seeing this carnage, wouldn’t they all be on edge?”
Razgas gestured toward the numerous vampires scattered about.
“Good. I’ve come to meet Valefor. It’s a favorable proposal for him too—guide me there.”
“…Please wait a moment. The rest of you, do not approach.”
The vampire warned his subordinates and transformed into mist, flowing into the castle.
I waited, enduring the wary gazes of the lower-ranking vampires.
Shortly after, the mist that had entered the castle returned and descended at a distance before me, transforming back into vampire form.
“Please follow me. I shall guide you to the Lord.”
“See? When you talk things through, it works out.”
“Don’t you see all those vampires lying around? That was impulsive behavior more demonic than the Demon Race itself. Weren’t you supposed to resist the influence of demonic energy?”
Razgas sighed.
“I did resist. But this isn’t Earth—the Demon Race won’t complain about taking a few hits, will they?”
The Demon Realm had its conveniences in that regard.
Making small talk, I followed the vampire that had transformed into mist, and soon arrived at the castle’s audience chamber.
The Vampire Lord Valefor sat upon his throne, looking down at me with arrogance.
He had the appearance of a man in his twenties with an air of nobility and a complexion so pale it was almost ghostly.
“I pride myself on having witnessed countless madmen across millennia, but a human causing chaos in the Demon Realm—that’s a first in my several centuries of existence as a vampire.”
“This… is a human?!”
The vampire who had guided me was taken aback.
“Can’t you smell blood as a vampire?”
“My apologies. I’ve never encountered a human with such a scent before.”
“Never mind my scent. Let’s have a conversation.”
“A conversation, fine. But listen here—I cannot abide the sight of a lowly human holding their head so high.”
Valefor, without any visible movement, unleashed both overwhelming pressure and a mental attack across the entire chamber.
“Hmm?”
“All done?”
Razgas and Valefor’s subordinates knelt, but I remained standing upright.
“You withstood that?”
“I endured Metatron’s oppressive aura too. This is nothing.”
“…You defied Metatron and lived?”
“Yeah. I even threw filth at him before leaving.”
“…Hahahaha! Now this is an amusing one!”
Valefor laughed heartily.
“Well, you’ve caught my interest. Speak. What do you desire?”
I resisted the oppressive aura, yet he still regarded me with contempt, looking down at me with arrogant superiority.
“I have my own desires, but that’s not what matters. I came to help you achieve what you want.”
“And what is it that I want?”
“To bring down Morax.”
Valefor flinched at my words.
“Am I wrong?”
“Bringing down that wretch is trivial.”
“Is it? Then why is he still the King of the Eastern Region?”
“…I’m curious what your insolent blood tastes like.”
A crimson aura enveloped Valefor, and the vampires outside transformed into mist, entering the Audience Chamber. They were all far more formidable than the guards from before.
I extended my clenched right fist forward.
“Bepar! Valefor is a powerful Demon King!”
Razgas positioned herself back-to-back with me, ready to fight if necessary.
“I know.”
Unfortunately, if I fought now, I wouldn’t win. Especially not with so many subordinates present.
A drop of blood fell from my tightly clenched right fist onto the floor.
In an instant, every vampire’s gaze followed the falling droplet.
With a soft splash, the blood hit the ground, and its scent permeated the entire chamber.
It was a scent that would be insignificant to ordinary humans or even to Razgas, a succubus—something she couldn’t even detect.
Yet despite its faintness, my blood was potent enough to freeze every vampire in place.
Gulp.
The sound of several vampires swallowing echoed through the Audience Chamber.
“Valefor, let me speak plainly. I can help you capture Morax.”
“…Why would I need a human’s strength to capture someone like Morax?”
Even as he spoke those words, his eyes shifted from the fury of moments before to glimmer with thirst and desire.
“You’re strong, but not as strong as Morax. However, if you, a vampire, consumed the refined blood of a human with a powerful soul, you’d grow stronger, wouldn’t you?”
“True, I’m well aware. But didn’t you consider that I could simply capture you and drain your blood for a very long time?”
Valefor and his subordinates slowly closed in on Razgas and me.

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