Hiding A Logistics Center In The Apocalypse Chapter 199

Hiding the Logistics Center in the Apocalypse Episode 199

Counterattack (3)

Although we could not read the Count's mind, our answer was already decided.

Hyeolgyeom answered the count firmly.

“I don’t like it.”

The count's eyes turned strangely colored.

Even though the 'gift' was rejected, he didn't seem too uncomfortable.

Instead, he just waited for Hyeolgyeom's answer with his arms crossed, as if he wanted to hear the reason.

Hyeolgyeom said.

“I’ve lived well without eating until now. Now, I don’t want to put it in my mouth.”

“······I see.”

It wasn't a definitive answer, but it was true.

Since receiving the blood transfusion, Hyeolgyeom has never felt hungry.

It was completely different from the other clones who were pirates and often felt hungry.

Thud thud.

The count took two steps closer.

And from the moment we rejected his test, we were fully prepared.

'······They might try to kill me.'

It is unlikely that Hyeol-Gyeom will be able to defeat Count Franco by force.

Because the so-called Count of the Arcane Dimension couldn't be that easy.

If that were the case, we were going to stake our lives on securing the Holy Blood even if it meant giving up our bloodline.

but······.

“I knew it.”

"yes?"

Count Franco simply patted Hyeol-gyeom on the shoulder.

Then he snapped his fingers towards the sky.

Taaak!

Jeeeeeeing!

The human child who had fallen on the floor stopped moving as in the photo.

The guy's body was covered in a blue magic circle, and it began to gradually shrink in size.

What was left in that place······.

-Tick!

It was just a tiny mouse with gray fur.

The mouse quickly looked around from side to side, then quickly ran away through a hole in the corner as if it was scared.

When Hyeol-gyeom found out that the child who had been tied up was a rat, he was simply dumbfounded.

“What the heck······.”

“Vampires can survive without eating blood for a month. But that means the opposite… If you fast for just a month, you’ll become a bloodthirsty vampire. The reason you were able to survive without eating blood is because you had real blood flowing through your body. You probably didn’t realize it.”

The reason the Count tempted Hyeol-gyeom with blood was for a final confirmation.

If the blood flowing through Hyeolgyeom's body wasn't pure, he would have lost his mind and rushed to bite the child's neck.

Hyeolgyeom knew that he was a true blood, but he nodded his head repeatedly as if he had never dreamed that such a thing would happen in the world.

“I also wanted to check your disposition. Well, there’s no rule that says you can’t drink blood just because you’re a true blood. No, rather······.”

The count turned around.

Then he walked slowly towards the lab desk and continued speaking.

“Your roots, Duke Drakan… His bloodline enjoys drinking blood. True bloodlines can survive without drinking blood, but it is rare for Drakan’s clan to not prey on humans. Unlike you.”

Knock knock!

The count opened the drawer.

Then he took something out, turned around, and came back to Hyeolgyeom.

“I have been greatly impressed by your ideas. So, for the sake of the multidimensional future······ I thought it would be a good idea to give you a chance to unfold your will. Take it, this is truly my gift.”

Clank.

What he took out was a tall glass bottle.

Inside the bottle, a bright orange liquid was sloshing around, changing from red to orange over and over again.

“······!”

At that moment, Princess Veronica screamed.

“Why is that?”

“Essence······. This is definitely the essence we were trying to make. With no side effects······!”

Altering between red and orange.

That meant that the liquid was the finished version of the essence that Duchess Veronica had been longing for.

It seemed that the princess had also heard of this trait through the dead duke.

Count Franco continued speaking, handing the essence to Hyeol-Gyeom.

“This is something I received from an old friend of mine. It is a liquid that has been refined to fit the form of blood, highly concentrated with pure magic power rather than blood… It can make a vampire stronger than any other blood.”

The count laughed and gestured for them to drink up.

Unlike before, when it was just a test, this time I put my heart into it.

“Your blood relatives are active in an organization called the Blood Alliance. The Blood Alliance is a very conservative group, so······. They do not try to change their ways at all. However, if they see you, who has become stronger after taking the essence, they may change their minds.”

Hyulgyeom refused to drink the blood of a child, and the Count read Hyulgyeom's thoughts from him.

The count whispered sweet words to Hyeol-gyeom, who was holding the glass bottle.

“You’re right, Blood. This essence isn’t the blood of a living creature… It’s a purely physical resource. It’ll be a groundbreaking item that’ll shake up the multidimensional commercial world, and it’ll be too big of a project for a low-level employee of the Chamber of Commerce to handle. But unlike the others, you’ll start out as the head of the continental headquarters, or the planning director of the dimensional headquarters.”

Splash.

Princess Veronica ground her teeth.

Ever since the Count called the dead Duke his 'friend'.

She had already figured out the Count's true intentions.

“They’re trying to get closer to the Blood Alliance. It’s such a closed group… They’re probably trying to use the Blood Alliance members with true blood as a bridge. What the Count is after is….”

“······Is it the Holy Blood this time too?”

“Yes, because the Blood Pledge holds the holy blood of Drakan.”

It was unclear what purpose they were after the Holy Blood.

It seems that Veronica's blood alone was not enough.

The count was still speaking to Hyeolgyeom.

“Don’t you want to meet your real family?”

“Family······ Are you talking about that?”

“Yes, I will introduce you to the bloodline of Drakan. Let me show you for myself that despite being abandoned, you have become a being far superior to them.”

In reality, it was the opposite.

The only one who could build a bridge to the blood alliance was a blood lord with true blood, not a count.

Hyeolgyeom's hand holding the glass bottle trembled.

It wasn't that I was particularly moved, but rather to suit the Count's mood.

And then······.

Gulp.

I drank the essence in one gulp.

Because the princess had already confirmed that there would be no problem.

“What if there’s something like drugs mixed in? Brainwashing or something······.”

“If the Count’s goal is to approach the Blood Pact, he won’t do that. There has to be traces of brainwashing or drugs left behind… There’s no way the vampires wouldn’t notice that. I think they think they can control the Blood Pact sufficiently without doing that.”

The count believed in bloodshed.

As a long-term term that you can control.

Knock knock! Knock knock!

Hyeolgyeom, who drank the essence, coughed frequently.

Then he ended up vomiting and spitting out black waste.

“Ugh······.”

Crunch! Crunch!

Blood vessels covered his entire body.

Then, it started to spread blood in all directions, mixing the true blood and essence evenly.

Dddddddddd!

My limbs gained firm flesh, and my entire body gained strength.

An additional pair of wings sprout from the back.

After all those changes······.

“This is······.”

Hyeolgyeom raised his body with surprise.

Because I gained power that is incomparable to what I had before.

It was the result of the true blood flowing through the body and the completed essence combining.

and······.

“Found it.”

There was one more change.

It's just that my sense of smell is insanely developed.

Smells that could not be smelled at the level of real blood stimulated my nostrils anew.

The smell of the magical reagents filling the laboratory was distinct.

Where do the smells come from, where do they come from, and where do they go out?

Among them, there was one place that had a particularly noble and sweet fragrance, although it was faint.

The older brother, who was controlling the blood sword, continued speaking.

“······The Count had it.”

The noble scent of blood coming from the Count's chest.

Count Franco always carried the Holy Blood on his person.

We just didn't know that.

Watching the change in blood type, the count smiled happily.

Then he raised up Hyeolgyeom who was sitting down.

“Hyeolgyeom, you don’t need to go for practical training. From now on, just follow me.”

“Then, are you going straight······to the Blood Alliance?”

“No, there’s a place I need to stop by before that.”

The count picked up the object that had fallen on the floor.

A glass bottle containing the completed essence that Hyeolgyeom drank.

“I should fill up the gift and go.”

The Count added softly, shaking the now empty glass bottle.

***

Kwaaaaang!

Kwaaang!

A few hours later.

We were experiencing sudden saturation.

“Why on earth are you doing that?”

“I don’t know. I know it’s not something that can be done if you just rush in···”

Count Bereshti shook his head hesitantly.

It was because the Allied forces' attack suddenly intensified.

Even though the firing range should be sufficient, they stubbornly dragged the catapults all the way to the front lines and were throwing anti-magic bullets.

It was a situation where it was difficult to use <shopaholic> rashly.

Because we had to bring out dozens of catapults at once, we had to pick and choose which ones to take first.

The troops did not miss the gap and dug in, and the one who led the advance was none other than the blue wizard, Franco.

-Criminal, Buendia, are you listening? Let's fight against me, Ludovico Essen Franco!

A sound that has been shouted for several days now.

Come to think of it, this guy was also a member of the Franco family.

Count Franco uses telekinesis magic, so his specialty is the same.

Taaaaang!

The two electromagnetic cannons at the main gate were disabled by anti-magic bullets.

Franco took advantage of this gap to get closer and use his telekinesis to pull the broken electromagnetic cannon down to the ground.

Break it!

The electromagnetic bubble that fell to the floor shattered into pieces.

The unfired wedge shells rolled around in all directions.

But it wasn't easy to stop.

Because the Angel Corps of Florence, consisting of dozens of soldiers, was guarding Franco like an iron wall.

It was difficult for the vampires of Bereshti to approach, and long-range attacks using the shipping skill did not work properly.

Meanwhile······.

"······uh?"

Something was strange.

Because the barrage of anti-magic bullets that had been flying in at a rapid rate disappeared as if it were a lie.

What was even stranger was that the angel unit led by Franco and the guy suddenly rushed towards the main gate.

“Are you planning to just break through like this? Then why the anti-magic bullet······?”

I couldn't think about it for long.

If the bombing resumes, the main gate could easily be breached.

I took Buendia, who was assisting Mercury, and hurriedly went down to the main gate.

When I stepped onto the first floor······.

Phage-phage-phage-phage!

The electromagnetic cannon, which had regained its magical power, was spitting out electric shocks at the guys.

.

.

.

'······What are you doing?'

I couldn't understand.

It was like suddenly flying towards the enemy lines like a moth to a flame.

It was also the timing to stop the anti-magic bullet hurling that was going well.

Beyond the iron bars of the main gate, everything was over.

The electric shock of the electromagnetic bubble swept through, leaving behind only a pitch-black trace.

All the angels of Florence were dead.

Their dead feathers fluttered messily in the air.

What can be seen through the gap is the staggering Ludovico Franco, and······.

'······!'

Kwaaaaang!

It was the sight of an electromagnetic bomb blasting at him.

Ss …

I opened my eyes wide.

Because it wasn't fired from an electromagnetic gun.

As I focused my gaze, I could see someone moving his hand from a distance.

An Arcane wizard wearing white robes and a yellow tie,

'count······?'

It was Count Franco.

He stared indifferently at the dead body of Ludovico Franco.

Then, as if it was time, he shook his hands and leisurely left the place.

'······crazy.'

A strange premonition came over me.

I have a gut feeling that this war will escalate to an absurd level.