King of succubus

"Sabrina, if all the details are settled, I want us to go back to the planet of Alzania. Not only to put an end to this war... but I must also start my research on my parents again. As for you, during this time, you will look for a solution to solve the problem of Nelda, Yuer, and all the people who are under my governance. I do not intend to let a fucking cannibal delight in the pulpit and blood of my subordinates. Even if it means being the enemy of the leaders!" After a moment of silence, he made his decision and communicated his intentions to Sabrina.

With her eyes wide open, she asked impatiently. "Master, do you mean that you are going to make them your enemies? Remember that your men, the queen of elves, fairies, and Empress Yury... are probably closely monitored by the apostles. If you ever try to interfere with his plan, you will definitely become his enemy. Are you sure that's what you want?!" She knew that Alvine was not the type to rush into the heaps. But now, she felt like she didn't know him anymore. How could someone like him who always prepares his plans in advance as a vicious strategist be so reckless? Especially in the face of enemies who have such overwhelming powers?!

"Sigh, Sabrina, no matter what I want, I would have to choose a camp. I know I'm safe right now... but for how long? More importantly, as long as I have a chance to interfere to weaken them... I won't miss this golden opportunity." He says, sighing at the weight of his problems. "But before we carry out this plan, we must make sure to keep your identities secret, and whatever happens! I must have no connection with you. Once we are back on Alzania, I will try to increase my strength in the forest of (Green hell) and when there is no more opponent there who deserves my attention... I will go and explore the endless sea that is in the west of the continent. I must not only focus on increasing my power, but I must also increase the strength of my soul in the face of spiritual attacks and also increase my combat experience by measuring myself against all types of opponents in different territories."

"An unwavering determination, an absolute will to fight, and always that thirst for power that shone in your pupils... sigh, until now, I could not decide whether it was a good idea or not to have awakened the powers of the monarch. But now I'm sure it was the right thing to do. But despite everything, I still have to give you a test. You must show me how level you have mastered the powers of the monarch." Surprised by the coldness and calm of Alvine who accepts Now the situation as it is without veiling his face, the only thing that bothered her was the endless darkness she had felt rather when Alvine opened his eyes.

'His powers and eyes have become normal, but... I still can't feel mana emanating from him. No matter how much I analyze it with my increased perception, it looks like a normal mortal who had never cultivated mana from birth. But the frightening power I had felt rather... was not hallucinations.' Without waiting for another second, she cut her thumb while the golden blood began to flow drop by drop, her soft but monotonous voice reasoned in Alvine's ears.

"Each punisher has been given a unique power by the goddess Reha. Mine is.....

-VWUUUU!!!!-

A golden hurricane rose around her without notice! Then, the golden wave crystallized and turned into a gigantic golden block around it like a primordial shield protecting its mistress.

... The absolute control of my blood and the blood of any living being inferior to me!" She said, letting Alvine contemplate with abyss the gigantic crystallized golden shield made from her blood that turned into thousands of golden arrows in the next second. Then turned into a tiger who growled the roar of thunder as such. During all this time, Sabrina's voice always resounded in the roar and roar of her blood, which kept changing shapes while crackling...

"As long as I have a little drop of blood left, I can do everything with it. Create a being made of the pulpit from this, and I can use it as a bodyguard or soldier to add to my army."

-Crackcrkakaka!!-

Alvine who looked at everything with disbelief suddenly saw a drop of solitary blood separated from the golden blood lava bubbling like an erupting volcano. Following Sabrina's words and will, the blood droplet began to crackle and make unpleasant noises to hear before starting to twist on itself like a caterpillar coming out of its cocoon. Under Alvine's wide-open eyes, he could see blood evolve step by step into a small tiger who seemed to be alive and healthy! The strange things do not stop there... the little beast that seemed smarter like any holy-ranking beast grew at a crazy speed as Sabrina shared her vital energy with it to feed it!

Best

-Roar!!-

Instinctively moving away from Sabrina's creation, Alvine's trembling voice resounded behind her. "It's beyond my understanding! When you talked about the Leaders who created lives, did you speak that way?! If it's really so easy... then aren't they invincible when they are able to create an army without limit?"

"With the little creative power that is distributed equitably between the leaders and the Punishers... we can generate lives from the source of our vital energy. But unlike created soul-made beings and pulpits, objects without a conscious soul, such as earth, air, plants, and mortal mana use less vital energy! This is why creating a planet itself is not a problem, but creating a perfect soul is another story. That's why in a battle between Monarch and Punishers, the only advantage we have is the mastery of our unique powers and the amount of vitality possessed by everyone." She said while canceling the effects of her power but strangely, the semi-adult white tiger was always sitting on her hind legs and looked at them confusedly with its innocent yellow eyes.

"Do you know? Each leader or Punisher needed to use his vital energy to create soldiers who fought alongside him when a battle broke out between two people. But this gap did not apply to the monarch of death. For the source of his power was the opposite of ours!" She says while looking at the white tiger who was not moving a shoot from its original position.

'The opposite... eh. I wonder why this word is constantly repeated next to me. First this growth, and now it.' The word «opposite» that had just been pronounced by Sabrina forced Alvine to wander in his thoughts for a while. "Sigh, I prefer to warn you before the misunderstanding goes further, I have not succeeded in awakening."

Feeling ridiculed, Sabrina stubbornly shook her head with disagreement. "It's impossible, even as we speak, I can barely feel your presence. If you were not in front of me, I'm sure I might look for you with my increased perception, I would have no chance of finding you. This is proof that you have awakened the powers of the monarch. At least try to invoke a soldier from hell you did when you awakened. I'm not asking you to invoke a marshal or a general... just a low-ranking soldier." Said she without realizing that she had just confirmed Alvine's suspicions.

'I was sure! The condition of the room is really related to me. For such a short time, what really happened when I was unconscious? Worse still, I can no longer read his thoughts. Did she do it on purpose? No, I think it has something to do with the system that seems to have been acting strangely for just now.' He said to himself, no longer knowing how to shove Sabrina to reveal the details to him.

"Sabrina, I don't know why you ask me to do something that surpasses me light years... but if you at least want me to try something, you'll have to tell me what you want me to do. I understood that the power of the monarch of death is to reign over the dead, but in what way? Was he a master reaper? Was he a master of the curse? Or a necromancer? Without explaining part of it to me, how do you want me to try to do something I have no idea about? I'm not like you who was probably born with her powers." Said Alvine in a confused tone.

"This seems more likely. But I don't know how to explain this to you. His powers were mysterious beyond my reasoning. All I can tell you is that he was the only person to have mastered the [concept of death]. He could invoke in an instant an elite army that did not resemble any of the creatures that the goddess Reha had created. The creatures invoked by him had no vitality, they were almost immortal regardless of the damage they suffer, the latter regenerate as long as he had primordial mana in him. Not to mention the fact that each species he had taken his life, would be added to his collection! And could invoke him again to fight alongside him regardless of the loyalty of his victims to their former creator... he had no way of disobeying him after their invocation. The scariest with his power that had unknown sources... did not need to glean his vitality if he wants to create some. And if I can add something else, I would say that his competence is intimately linked to the affinities of darkness. That's all I know about his powers." After she finished her churning, Alvine could connect a few points with what he had witnessed in the mysterious dimension.

"So if I understand correctly, "his power" invoked the living dead? Was he actually... a necromancer?" He said after a thorough reflection.

"W-what?! Sigh, master, do you think that the being who had acquired the title of the monarch of the Punishers, exterminating half of the leaders could have done all these exploits with a vulgar power that belongs only to the liches? Sigh, I don't even know what to say to explain to you. I believe that the only solution is to let you discover it for yourself. But you must be careful not to get lost in the madness. The only warning I must give you is never, never to use this power without reaching the intermediate divine rank!" She says these words with a bitter taste on her lips.

'It's a waste. I wanted him to practice mastering the powers of the monarch before reaching divine rank, but seeing the damage he had just caused without realizing it, it's a bad idea to let him go alone with this fireball that can be exploded at any time in him. What to do? I also know that he will not let me accompany him given the task he asks me to accomplish during his absence.' Overwhelmed by anxiety, she couldn't able to make a better decision for Alvine and especially for the world, she had defended from extinction.

But suddenly, a crazy idea crossed his mind. She looked at Alvine, worried about what she was about to ask him to do, she crystallized her blood into sparkling golden armor. "I will first explain to you with regard to my [blood concept] also called [prima] then, you will try to make the liaison. I especially don't want the same thing to happen on Alzania as what you just did cause here." She says, deciding to tell her the truth.

With his blood cold, he sighed with relief. "I understand. I am listening to you."

"...! Sigh, I feel even more ridiculous to have wanted to hide from you that the destruction of the room was caused by you." She says, mocking herself.

"It doesn't matter too much, I knew it because I know you're not stupid enough to hurt yourself during a simple training. Now I'm listening to you. Keep up your explanation." Not wanting to dwell on the subject, he asked Sabrina the question that concerned him the most. Namely what a concept is. All Sabrina had told him earlier was only to confirm his doubts. Namely, the powers of the monarch had nothing to do with the powers of the goddess Reha. After all, Sabrina's hypotheses corresponded perfectly with the words of the plant that germinated in the mysterious space. Without forgetting also that the affinity of darkness was more mysterious than anything. Few people master this affinity. Even among demons. With this hypothesis, he had some doubts about the origins of this affinity too.

"Sigh, my [concept] is called the [Prima] because I was supposed to have the most powerful concept among all concepts. It allows me to manipulate blood, and this in any form or color. Thanks to this concept, I can be reborn with a single drop of my blood as tiny as it is, and regain my powers after recharging my blood. This is also the reason why I have always been on the lines of the front without fear of disappearing forever like the other Punishers. Against an intermediate-level divine mage, I can easily kill him in a fraction of a second with a simple movement of my finger. The source of my concept was born with the elemental affinity of water, lightning, space, time, fire, and gravity. The thing you need to know about [Concepts]... they are powers that we, the Punishers and the Leaders were born with. I had tried to teach it to Ashia, but my efforts were in vain. But since you have absorbed the monarch's heart, this should not be impossible for you. All you need to do is a study in-depth to find out with what affinities, the [concept of death] is made.

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