Blessed by Night

Chapter 145  Toyed With

"I have to admit, I was expecting quite a bit more from you humans! None of you seem to be truly competent."

The strange woman dragged her eyes over the bodies of every blessed present. Like a powerless mortal coming across a higher being for the first time, they could do nothing but shudder in front of her intimidating gaze. However, Morgan and a few other guild leaders remained unafraid and boldly stepped forward with their weapons drawn. The vampire smiled beautifully at the four men who seemed above the rest of the rabble and she couldn't contain her excitement any longer. "It's been so long since we've had a good meal so I know we're all a bit excited, but try to save those four for me, okay?"

Morgan was the only one who had some inclination of who this strange woman could be talking to, and his eyes immediately went to the trees surrounding them. As he suspected, figures started leaping out of hiding like they had been there all along. They sprouted wings and hissed madly like horrifying possessed monstrosities as they took to the sky. Bright orange flames covered Morgan's tattooed hands and he held them above his head. Twin torrents of flame shot out of his palms like homing rockets and exploded in the center of the swarm, lighting up the permanently dark sky in a deadly fireworks show. Charred corpses started dropping from the air like flies. Upon hitting the earth, their bodies exploded into piles of soot that dirtied the tactical boots of the blessed. Unfortunately, while Morgan's attack had succeeded in taking out a large number of the vampires, there were more than a few who were capable of avoiding it. They fell into the crowd like hungry monsters, and the battle to clear the gate finally got underway. While their guild mates were expected to hold their own, four of the guild masters ran at the woman who'd emerged from the castle. At her side, the two gargoyles rushed to defend her. The stone creatures tackled and intercepted Ere and Logan Reaves, leaving Enzo and Morgan free to continue their advance. Morgan summoned a flaming black sword out of thin air and Enzo raised his macuahuitl over his head. The two of them swung their weapons from two totally different angles, hoping to cut down this monumental foe before a catastrophe could befall them. Tink!

Clang!

BOOOOMMMM!!!

A shockwave rippled outward from the collision between them, and the two men felt their jaws drop. Despite being the guild master of the number one guild in the world, Enzo wasn't actually the world's most powerful blessed. If the world would welcome anyone with this title, it would likely be the man beside him. When going all out, Morgan was practically a force of nature and it wouldn't be a far fetched assessment to say that he could destroy the whole world within a week's time. Therefore, it made it that much more surprising that this bewitching vampire had caught Morgan's attack with complete and total ease. She looked down at her pale hand that held Morgan's sword and raised a brow in surprise. It had been so very very long since she had been burned, and yet these flames licking at her hands were strong enough to do just that. She had started to see Morgan in a new light, and looked at him like she found something interesting to play with. "Talented one, I believe I'll take you." "W-Wha-!?"

Before either of the men could react, the vampires backhanded Enzo and sent him flying through the air. "Enzo!"

"No no, don't look at him." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The vampire grabbed Morgan by the face and made him stare into her bright purple eyes that changed into a hypnotizing red. "You don't need to worry about anything else, just worry about pleasing your new mistress, kay?"

Morgan's body started to lose it's rigidity, and his eyes became slightly hazy as he stared back at the charming vampire. Meanwhile, Enzo was sent flying from the most brutal back hand he had ever experienced. His body was considered to be extremely tough by most, but a single attack from that woman had practically turned his jaw into powder. It was a miracle he had found a way to remain conscious after something like that. Using his power over the winds, Enzo tried to give himself a softer landing when he crash landed into the dirt and rolled for several feet. His vision was blurry, his mouth was filled with blood, and he had never experienced such a humiliating hit ever before in his life. A fact that was multiplied by the knowledge that he could see a familiar face looming over him with pity in his swirling violet eyes. Malachi was sitting cross legged on the battlefield with Luna and Bianca when Enzo suddenly came flying out of nowhere and nearly landed in his lap. He was a bit preoccupied dealing with other things at the moment, so he hadn't been paying attention to guild leaders' battle. Although looking at Enzo's face, he could easily tell just how well it was going. "Damn. Smacked the fire outta you, didn't she?"

Enzo let out an unintelligible groan as his jaw finally started to heal slowly. Only he would know that he was trying to ask why Mal wasn't helping. "Yea, I get it. Shit looks like it... one second." With blinding speed, Malachi reached into the shadows at his feet and pulled out three gleaming silver daggers. He threw each of them in different directions in the air, and guided them towards their intended targets. A member of immortal moon was being pinned down on the ground by a ravenous male vampire, who was mere inches away from taking her life. She silently closed her eyes and waited for the death that she believed was sure to come, only to hear some kind of sickening wet sound a half second later. Opening her eyes, she found her assailant's head slowly sliding away from his body, cleanly disconnected at the neck. This scene repeated itself twice over with two different girls, and all three immediately knew the culprit. '''Thank you, Malachi..!'''

The daggers returned to him a few seconds later, and he casually plucked them out of the air before he returned them to his shadowy storage space. "Alright, now what was I-" BOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!

A monumental explosion of red flames erupted into the sky, capturing the attention of everyone in attendance. Malachi would recognize these flames anywhere, and he quickly looked around for their origin.

When his eyes landed on Morgan, he briefly considered that he might have been seeing things. The guild leader of Ragnarok was holding two of the other guild leaders by the neck, with the entire area around him becoming a charred mess. "M-Morgan!"

"What the hell are you doing?!" The guildmaster's eyes were glossy, and his tone of speech was rather robotic as he held the life of his companions in his hands.

"Everything...is for Mistress Nadine..." Before either of the two men could escape, Morgan engulfed the three of them in a powerful column of flames well over 6'000 degrees. "W-What the hell is going on!?"

"Why has the guild master turned on us!?"

"We're fucked... W-We have to get out of here!!"

After witnessing Morgan turn his back on them, panic like none other descended on most of the assembled guilds. Those that tried to turn tail and run were immediately hunted down by other vampires, turning this raid into an out of control bloodbath. "Time to work, girls." Malachi said. With all of the panic going on, it was going to be a lot harder for him to keep their members safe, meaning that they had to step in and cut down the opposition's numbers. "But remember what I said, loves; This is just the welcoming party so don't over exert yourselves."

Bianca and Luna nodded in understanding just as the column of flames containing Morgan disappeared. His usual clean cut appearance was burned away as he became a giant alight in flame with dark horns jutting out from his fiery red hair. He swung his black sword in the air and a blade of smoldering orange fire rippled outward. The blessed would have been vaporized in a single blow, had a wall of pitch black flames not erupted up from the ground and intercepted the attack. BOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!

The two great powers produced a terrible explosion that knocked man and vampire alike onto their back. Malachi walked through the field of his own flames unfazed by the heat that they were giving off and looked up at Morgan's massive body. He didn't know why his mentor had suddenly turned on them, but given that their opponent was a vampire, he had a pretty good guess as to why. Enzo suddenly reappeared next to him, with a jaw that was swollen but healed. "What the hell is going on...? Why is Morgan doing this??"

"He just needs a time out." Malachi muttered. Manipulating the shadows at Morgan's feet, Malachi opened up a portal to his own shadowy domain and sent the fiery giant directly into it. Closing up the portal, Enzo began looking at Malachi like he was some kind of walking calamity. "Did you... kill him?" "What part of 'he needs a time out' didn't you understand?" Malachi said exhaustedly. "Of course I ain't kill him."

Even though he had just been betrayed without knowing why, Enzo couldn't deny that he felt a bit relieved to know that Morgan was still alive. "Oooh! A better toy has arrived to replace my old one!"

The vampire Nadine seemed to be largely unbothered by the disappearance of her latest worker and instead smiled as she looked Malachi up and down. The feeling of danger wafting off his body was so exciting that she knew he would have many great uses if she could only get her hands on him. 'And his body isn't bad either...It may even be better than the lord's.'

Nadine licked her lips sensually as she fantasized about having another man inside of her bed for the first time in centuries, and her anticipation only seemed to build with every passing second. "Come along, little boy, let your new mistress play with you just a bit, hm?"