Hiding A Logistics Center In The Apocalypse Chapter 204

Hiding the Logistics Center in the Apocalypse Episode 204

Thicker than water (3)

Kkudangtang!

The princess rolled around on the floor.

Although it was holy blood wrapped in telekinesis, the moment it entered her mouth, it quickly dissolved into her body.

Toodoodo···

The veins stood out on the white skin.

With a mixture of tension and relief, the princess felt her strength slowly building up.

one side,

“Tch!”

The count's expression darkened immediately.

Because the princess swallowed the holy blood, he was no longer able to control it.

Rather than responding immediately, the Count seemed to be looking around and planning his next strategy.

I finally got my hands on Veronica's Holy Blood.

But unfortunately, the situation was not yet reassuring.

“······!”

Shuhwaaaaah!

Along with the strong wind, the giant fist of the Duke of Krarag flew in.

Veronica was an old enemy of the Blood Pact, and she was the leader of such Veronica.

Shuri ri ri rik!

Taaaaang!

The princess quickly spread the wings on her back.

The wings, which were folded in a 'Z' shape, barely managed to block the attack, and as soon as the impact was over, the pointed wings aimed at the peacock in return.

Shhh!

Teeing!

Her wings flew like sharp spears, sometimes like broad swords.

A more advanced form both in terms of power and technology.

The effects of the Holy Blood were becoming apparent.

but···

Crunch! Crunch!

The peacock's thick hand grabbed her wing.

Then, he displayed his unique strength and pulled her towards him.

Whee!

The duke grabbed the princess by the neck.

Then he hung it high in the sky and asked.

“What is this coward Veronica doing here?”

“···Ugh!”

“I see, that’s why you didn’t ascend to the throne.”

The peacock nodded as if he now understood.

His two bright red arms strangled the princess's neck.

The thick, dilated blood vessels carried thick blood, and the ceaseless throbbing disturbed the princess's consciousness.

'This won't work. For now···'

I had hope for a moment.

As I have regained my Holy Blood, I will have power equal to that of the Duke.

But it seemed like it would take some time to fully accept the power of the Holy Blood.

“Product recall.”

He immediately pulled her into subspace.

But because she was caught in the Duke's hands, the princess was unable to escape.

As for me, I just hoped that her black wings, which were moving little by little, would create an opportunity.

But then···

"hmm···?"

Swoosh!

Blue rings of light flew in from one side of the factory.

A unique hand shape with several overlapping semicircular rings.

Large hands stretched out like handcuffs grabbed the peacock's arms, legs, and neck respectively.

Kwaaang!

In the sudden attack, the duke's hands were freed.

The princess, who had finally gained her freedom, was instantly sucked into subspace.

Count Krarag's eyes blazed as he looked at the unidentifiable object attached to his body.

“What is this, Count?”

Count Franco did not answer.

The ring on his body clicks shut, providing the answer.

Only then did the Duke of Kraragó distort his face into a vicious grimace and look around to find the missing princess.

Then, as if he understood, he gritted his teeth at the count.

“Was the Holy Blood your goal from the beginning? You’ve made up your mind, Franco. I didn’t know you’d bring the ‘Witch’s Hand’ with you.”

“You can’t afford to be careless when meeting the leader of the blood alliance. Instead, didn’t you prepare a gift?”

The peacock let out a snicker as he looked at the clumps of essence scattered everywhere.

It may be possible to survive by drinking essence instead of blood, but it would be difficult to sustain life as long as the Holy Blood was taken away.

The Duke suddenly thought of Princess Veronica, who was carrying another Holy Blood.

“Putting aside your unnecessary greed, why don’t you just take care of the things you had? They don’t seem to be anywhere right now.”

“Veronica’s Holy Blood is fine. It was surprising that Veronica’s daughter took it… but I’ve already used enough of it. All I need is the Holy Blood of Drakan that you hold.”

The peacock gritted his teeth.

A situation where you can't even tell if what he's saying is a joke or serious.

But the count was clearly saying in a calm tone that he would take the duke's holy blood.

“Why? What on earth could you do with holy blood when you’re not even a vampire…”

The duke struggled to free himself from the handcuffs that bound him.

But the more this happened, the deeper the 'Witch's Hand' dug into the Duke's body.

Because the blood vessels throughout his body were blocked, the peacock's complexion gradually became pale.

and···

“You guys…? No, you guys…!”

Have you figured out Count Franco's purpose?

The Duke of Krago, his eyes wide open, spasmed and stepped forward.

The blood vessels crushed by the witch's hand burst, and a stream of red water gushed out.

“Please stop now.”

The count gestured as if he had nothing more to say.

Five large hands stretched out in all directions, holding the peacock, including its arms, legs, and neck.

And then, one last hand flew towards the heart of the factory.

Wheaaaaaaaaa!

Phew!

The sharp hand seemed ready to pierce the peacock's heart.

However, the Duke poured all the remaining blood into his chest and used all his might to stop the witch's hand.

A heart that pumps blood until the very end.

It was not a struggle to survive, but to leave a final message.

The opponent is···

“···Descendants.”

“······”

Hyeolgyeom was watching this situation from afar.

He has been in this factory ever since he passed the Duke's test.

“If the true blood of Draco you possess resonates… you must inform the Blood Alliance of this fact. The incomplete completion now…”

“You talk too much, Duke.”

Crunch!

Choaaaah!

The Duke's words did not end.

Because the witch's hand had somehow managed to pierce his heart.

Behind the gushing red waterfall, the witch's blue hand held the bright red Drakan's holy blood.

Ding… ding…

Hyeolgyeom clutched his chest.

The beating that Krago left behind was squeezing his heart like an ideology.

Unable to withstand the force, Hyeol-gyeom fell to his knees.

Whiriliriririk!

The count absentmindedly took the witch's hand away.

The Duke's body, finally free, fell with a thud.

The floor, which was a mixture of real blood and melted essence, made a splashing sound.

The count walked towards the blood clot.

The sound of footsteps clanking along made my heart ache especially.

And then···

“The wizards will be coming in soon to clean up. You’d better get out of here.”

I just passed the blood clot.

As much as I witnessed Krago's death, it could be a regret.

It was difficult to understand, but perhaps it was the Count's last favor.

Kugugugugugugu···

The count, having taken the witch's hand away, summoned another object.

At his gesture, there was a thud and the black mass attached to the factory wall slowly began to slide down.

thud!

What lay on the floor was a black tombstone.

The Count climbed up onto the stone monument and, using his telekinesis, floated into the air along with it.

Then, it broke the ceiling of the factory and disappeared far into the sky, carrying the tombstone with it.

***

That's how the situation ended.

As soon as the Count left, I sucked up the blood sword with <Product Recovery>.

We used satellite capabilities to observe the factory, but there was nothing special.

The Arcane wizards who arrived soon after completely erased all traces of the dead Duke Krago.

“···It’s a shame it was abandoned.”

The reason I left Hyeol-gyeom at the scene was because I was afraid that the Count might take him away.

Perhaps we can learn what the Count's purpose was and why he needed the Holy Blood.

If I had rashly sucked Hyeolgyeom into the subspace, it would have been no different from confessing Hyeolgyeom’s betrayal to the Count.

After leaving the integrated logistics room, I returned straight to the logistics center.

Then Princess Veronica, who was lying on the cot, suddenly sat up.

She was injured in the battle with the Duke and was being treated by her older sister. Fortunately, she did not appear to be seriously injured, although she was briefly out of breath.

"are you okay?"

“Yes, you looked quite a sight.”

The princess blushed and lowered her head.

It seems that he is extremely embarrassed by the fact that he lost to the Duke.

However, that was just because she had not yet absorbed enough of the Holy Blood. Given time, she would gradually regain strength that rivaled that of the Duke.

'Well anyway···'

The most important thing is that you have achieved your planned goals.

I had recovered both the finished essence and Veronica's Holy Blood.

Count Bereshti also looked moved.

“I’ll be quite busy for a while. I’ll have to meet with the scattered Dukes’ forces.”

Although they lost Bereshti, the Duke's power did not end there.

Soon, vampires armed with the completed essence will enter Veronica's power.

As the princess had promised support, she would be a strong supporter for us as well.

but···

“Before that, there’s one thing I’d like to confirm.”

I called my companions over.

The black tombstone that Count Franco rode on.

Because the identity just popped into my mind.

.

.

.

We moved to another sector of subspace.

Here, the black tombstone that I had placed in the subspace was standing tall.

It was exactly the same thing that Count Franco had.

“What is this···?”

“This is the tombstone that was in Gradiva. From our perspective, it was a kind of ‘impurity.’”

The identity of the black tombstone.

It was Gradiva's impurity that caused the dimensional storm.

There was no way of knowing why Count Franco had it, but at least one thing could be deduced.

'Was it Count Franco who put impurities in Gradiva?'

It may not be a simple impurity.

The cost of housing this monument was a whopping 1.2 million magic stones.

If it were just simple space junk, it wouldn't have been priced this high.

"hmm···"

As I slowly looked down at the tombstone, I asked the princess.

What Count Franco wanted was the holy blood of vampires.

Perhaps the blood she carried would provide a clue.

The princess answered.

“The Holy Blood contains a powerful life force. It is so strong that it can defy the power of time, such as aging or death. It does not increase infinitely or anything… but at least it does not run out.”

Suddenly, I remembered the scene when I was making essence.

All you can do is soak the Holy Blood in purified magic water.

But that alone transformed ordinary magic power into essence, a powerful energy source.

“Maybe here too···”

She slowly approached the tombstone.

Having absorbed the Holy Blood, she could perhaps be called the Holy Blood itself.

She slowly held out her white, veiny hand.

in result···

Swoosh!

As if it had been waiting, the tombstone vibrated violently.

Then he started to pull in the red energy that the princess was emitting.

Whirlirik!

The red energy coagulated like drops of blood and became small streams that circled the tombstone.

After so much time, what we discovered was…

'This is···'

It was a red pattern engraved on the tombstone.

But something didn't look right.

The circle was empty, the lines were cut off, and the symmetry of the picture was wrong.

Buendia, who had been studying the pattern carefully, stroked his beard and said:

“It’s only half a picture… I have to fill in the rest somehow to interpret it.”

It wasn't hard to guess what the other half would be.

The Holy Blood of Drakan.

Count Franco had just gotten his half.

He wanted to collect two drops of holy blood and complete this black stone monument.

'So… what were you planning to do with the finished tombstone?'

The question still remained.

But fortunately, there was also a way to solve that question.

I told Buendia and his companions.

“Let’s try contacting the Blood Alliance. Send a Blood Sword.”

The dead peacock.

Clearly, he had figured out Count Franco's intentions.

If it was according to his will… I would be able to confirm the Count's intentions.