Rebirth: Childhood friend of the heroine

[Alex's POV:]

Did I underestimate my opponent? No.

I ended up using most of my powerful stances against him to create a single opening that would decide the conclusion of the battle.

In my previous life, the sword techniques I learned from the old man were enough to deal with any kind of danger and in any number. After all, the best thing a person in that world comes up with, in retaliation is a gun.

However, the people of this world...the beings that share the same planet as us, were different. They were born strong and have spent ages refining their techniques and gaining battle experiences.

However, despite being aware of all of that, I never faltered while challenging that shit-head, since no one in the world, except for me, had the right to look at Sarah like that. To call her with such intimate names and have the desire to possess her was enough for me to decide to challenge him.

I just wanted a single opening...to land my Moon Dance and end the battle. I have the perfect opportunity...yet, I failed.

Because of a relentless barrage of assault, I had been bestowing up that shit stain, I couldn't control my racing heart, and having perception like fifty times better than humans, Allen sensed me.

"Agh...it's hot..." I had no idea where I was at the moment. It all felt hazy and vague...feeling like I was high.

The left side of mine was hot, like something would burn me if I lean too much. However, having my body so tired and battered I couldn't stop myself from leaning toward the heat.

Will it burn? I pondered. I knew on my right was something more comforting and cold...a zone which I mostly prefer. However, at the moment, when everything has gone so haywire, I was willing to let go of my restraint and become one with the heat.

Would it be wise...I don't know.

In the end, I just sat down where I was and extended both of my hands to submerge them into the heat and cold at the same time.

Yes, this felt the best.

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"Just die already!" Allen growled as he lunged toward the silver head; the intention to slaughter was evident by the blood lust he radiated.

Victor weaved through the soldiers and lunged toward Alex as well, intending to put himself between them to protect the teenager.

However, before either of them could have reached the said teenager, Alex vanished.

*SWISH*

"Agh!" And in the next moment, Allen winced as he was pulled by his hair; bringing a sudden halt to his movement and causing his scalp to get stretched by the force.

Allen's eyes narrowed as he found Alex standing there, his eyes dazed and his silver hair levitating in the air menacingly.

The soldier's aura was suffocating, alive with a dreadful energy that made the air feel thick and unbreathable. Alex's entire presence was monstrous, a predator in human form. With a savage grip on Allen's hair, he leaped back like a coiled beast unleashed, slamming the vampire into the ground with such brutal force that the surface split open.

Adolf and Amara fell to their knees by the shockwave, while Eryndor had to stabilize himself as he felt the raw strength behind that single attack.

'What the....' his eyes widened as he felt the familiar energy radiating from the boy and those eyes gleaming with the same intensity that he once witnessed years ago.

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Alle groaned, his bones snapping but regenerating at a inhuman pace before he recovered from the attack and leaped away from the crater.

'This is strange...a human possessing such strength...'

Allen no longer took it casually as he summoned a hundred blood tentacles, surrounding him like a cocoon before he shot the tentacles in Alex's direction.

Each tentacle was ferocious and driven by the lust of slaughtering their enemy. However, just as the horde of tentacles were inches away from Alex, his figure, once again dissolved in thin air, and the attack landed on nothing but soil.

**BOOOOOOM**

Heavy resonation of explosion erupted from the crater, however, Allen was no longer looking at the devastation but searching for the prey.

"Stop hiding, you coward!" He could feel his presence but couldn't pinpoint where Alex was because of his neck-breaking pace. It was infuriating.

Allen clenched his fists, his blood boiling with fury. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. He was the predator. He was supposed to carve through Alex and claim the Saintess!

Click.

The sound was subtle, almost insignificant, but it snapped Allen's attention to the rear. He whipped around, his tentacles surging toward the noise with lethal force.

Crack.

However, suddenly a sickening crunch echoed in Allen's ears as his vision suddenly turned upside down. Pain shot through his body, sharp and unbearable. Alex had appeared from behind, twisting his neck with brutal precision, the crackling sound reverberating like a death sentence.

Amara gasped, and the soldiers looked restless to have their master's body still facing away, yet his head turned towards his enemy.

Allen gritted his teeth, and while having his neck twisted he tried to bite Alex's neck.

Alex didn't resist, and allowed the Vampire to have a taste—however, soon Allen regretted his decision.

"Agh....ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" A loud cry, akin to what one could expect from a dying man, Allen shouted at the top of his lungs as he staggered away from Alex while vomiting out whatever he consumed.

The nasty and lava-like hot blood was making him experience pain stronger than what his still broken neck could provide.

Everyone watched in amazement at how a vampire was trembling after sucking someone's blood.

"The tables have turned..." Devon had a sneer on his face as he looked at the vampire whose face was pale and couldn't stop from crying out his pain.

Allen staggered back, his screams piercing the battlefield as Alex stepped forward, his silver hair clinging to his sweat-slicked skin, glowing faintly under the sunlight. His eyes were devoid of humanity, gleaming like the cold steel of a freshly sharpened blade. The aura surrounding him grew heavier, suffocating, and it felt like the air itself was trembling in submission.

Allen's body trembled, his broken neck still at an unnatural angle, his pale face contorted in agony. But before he could even muster a defense, Alex vanished.

CRACK!

A fist slammed into Allen's side with the force of a battering ram, shattering ribs like brittle twigs. The impact sent him flying, blood spraying from his mouth as he crashed through a line of trees, splinters embedding into his skin.

Allen gasped, trying to rise, but Alex was already there, moving faster than the vampire's eyes could track. Another blow, this time to his stomach, drove Allen into the ground.

THUD!

The impact caused the earth to cave beneath him, dirt and rock erupting like a geyser. Alex didn't stop. He grabbed Allen by the arm and yanked him up, the motion so violent that the sound of bone snapping echoed across the battlefield.

RIP!

Allen howled as Alex tore his arm clean off, the limb discarded like garbage. Blood poured from the jagged wound, pooling beneath the vampire as he writhed in agony.

The vampire tried to use his blood art to paralyze Alex, but, much to his horror, the blood he launched was getting absorbed by the beast!

Alex remained unbothered as he slammed his claw onto the man's chest, with enough intensity to dig his nails in his flesh before he began to rip his chest off.

"AGHHHHH!! STOP YOU MONSTER!!" Allen's screams reached a fever pitch as Alex's claws dug deeper into his chest, shredding flesh and bone with grotesque ease. Blood sprayed like a fountain, the metallic stench saturating the battlefield. The onlookers could barely stomach the sight, their faces pale and horrified as Alex's monstrous strength reduced the vampire lord to a mutilated heap.

But Allen wasn't done yet. With a desperate growl, he unleashed his trump card.

"You think I'll die like this?!" Allen roared, his voice ragged but laced with fury. His remaining arm shot upward, blood pooling from his chest and forming a massive, writhing sphere above them. The sphere pulsated with dark energy, its surface swirling with ominous, blood-red patterns.

"Crimson Eclipse!"

The sphere erupted, tendrils of blood lashing out in every direction, each one crackling with destructive energy. The ground beneath them crumbled as the attack expanded, aiming to obliterate Alex in its wake.

Alex's instincts screamed danger. He snarled, his silver hair whipping around as he released Allen and leaped back with inhuman speed. Even so, the tendrils chased after him like serpents, their tips glowing with deadly intent.

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The explosion that followed was cataclysmic.

BOOOOOOM!

The shockwave ripped through the battlefield, leveling trees and scattering debris for miles. And if not for Amara and Devon erecting a barrier, the others would have been affected as well.

When the dust settled, Allen stood in the center of a massive crater, his body trembling but still upright. His chest had partially regenerated, though the effort had drained him.

Alex also stood there, completely unscathed, as he looked down at the Vampire in a daze.

Before he could have taken a step forward, Victor appeared before him and said, "Killing him would mean challenging the Monarch of Vampires. Don't take any rash steps here."

Although Victor was saying it for his sake, in his current mind, Alex could think of everyone as his enemy who was coming in between him and his prey.

Alex raised his hand, ready to attack Victor, when suddenly, someone grabbed his hand from behind—pausing the silver head.

A whisper rang in his ear which made Alex's whole body jolt,

"It's enough now Ceaser...please come back to me..."

His hair lost their vigor and stop radiating the illumination before Alex turned towards the woman and softly muttered, "Sarah..."

Those were the last words, Alex spoke before his consciousness slipped away and he fell into her arms.

At that moment, not only the vampire was defeated, but a certain priest as well.

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