Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start

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"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"

Elfriedden screamed in utter horror as the head of his father rolled over the floor.

He had thought with his mother about restraining him somehow, to cripple his powers to an extent and dethrone him.

But not to kill him!

Nobody here had imagined that Blake would just jump into that conclusion and do it so easily!

"What have I done, Elfriedden? Are you asking me a question right now?" Blake asked with a rather calm expression, there was no smile or an angered face, just his calm, composed expression, the sharpness of his crimson eyes carrying the wisdom of a man that has lived for thousands of years, not so different from the King himself.

"The answer should be right in front of you, I've beheaded your father, the King of Elves, with my spear."

"YOU BASTARD!"

Elfriedden lost his composure completely, gritting his teeth as he rushed towards Blake, he summoned his weapons, as he rushed to fight him, he swung his frost spear against him, as Blake easily parried it without effort.

CLASH!

"Elfriedden…"

"Y-You killed my father! He wasn't a good man, but he was still my father!"

Elfriedden went mad, his Spiritual Frozen Aura continued expanding, until his entire body was covered on an ice dragon armor.

"RAAAH!"

A barrage of countless blows descended upon Blake accompanied with several ice spells, Blake naturally parried them all with ease, the spells doing absolutely no damage against his Aura of Silver Flames.

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

Yet Elfriedden had to try, he had to honor his own family, he had to avenge his father!

Even…

Even if he had to fight his own friend!

"Calm down and listen to me."

However, Elfriedden was even more shocked how calm Blake was!

"Y-You're a fucking lunatic! How can you stay so calm even now?!"

BAAAM!

He kicked Blake, pushing him a few meters away.

"Even if I die now, I'll try to slow you down so everyone escapes from you! Y-You're too strong, you're a menace to the world, are these your true colors, my friend?!" Elfriedden screamed, tears streaming from his eyes.

"True colors you ask?" Blake sighed, looking back at the beheaded Elf King. "Are you sure you should be asking that to me and not to your own father?"

"What?"

Elfriedden noticed that after the shock of Blake killing the King, their eyes were set into the head rolling over the floor. Elfriedden also glared at it.

His eyes widened.

"Huh?"

The guards, the knights, and everyone present were looking at the beheaded King with strange, horrified eyes. As if it wasn't terrifying enough that he was killed at cold blood by someone everyone thought was an ally.

Small appendages slowly started coming out of the head's neck, wiggling around, then there were crimson eyes opening from within, the pale, dead face of the King remained like that, yet from within his neck, a jaw appeared, with sharp teeth.

"That hurt, you know?"

The voice of a monstrous, demonic being coming from the Elf King's neck reverberated across the entire castle. It wasn't the voice of their king, but of something else entirely.

"It really hurt…"

And then the King's body stood back up, opening its stomach to reveal yet another amorphous, aberrant face with countless eyes and tentacles.

"You really got me there…"

The head kept talking, its tentacles quickly started moving across the floor.

"W-Wha…?!"

"What's happening right now?!"

"The King… is not dead?!"

"No, that's not his voice!"

The knights and the guards all panicked even more, the series of shocking events and revelations were simply not ending at all yet!

"T-That's…!" Erika muttered. "A Demon?! So Blake killed the King because…"

"I couldn't feel it at all, just how did he figure it out?!" Erdrich muttered.

"He's not wrong, there wasn't even a hint of demonic energy within him…" Eric said.

"Yes, I wonder the same thing!"

The head talked, as everyone froze, his presence alone forced all the guards and knights in the surroundings to fall into the floor, a fiery red aura of pure, highly refined demonic energy.

This wasn't a mere demon, or a demon general, not even a demon overlord!

"This presence…!" Everfrost muttered, feeling like vomiting. "W-What have you done to my husband?! Who are you?!"

"Heh… Hahaha!"

The head kept laughing as it wielded the head of the dead Elven King as a shell, slowly crawling back towards his body.

"W-What's happening, Blake?!" Elfriedden cried. "I-I can't… Was this why you…?! Who is this?! What's happening?!"

"Calm down," Blake said, his Divinity slowly beginning to expand. "Elfriedden, your father has been dead for years now."

"WHAT?!"

Everyone's eyes widened after this revelation.

The King, dead?

That was utterly impossible!

Who had been talking to them, commanding them, and further reinforcing the barrier?

Even more, he had even fathered Sapphirus recently, so it couldn't be possible that he was dead...

"What do you mean he's been dead for years?!" Everfrost muttered. "W-What's happening?!"

"I roughly estimate that, you killed him around… seven, eight years ago?" asked Blake. "It's part of your abilities to slowly parasitize someone and eat them from the inside, isn't it, Mammon?"

"You… So you even realized who I am, how clever of you, Asmodeus!"

Mammon, the Archdemon of Greed, one of the seven Archdemons that represented a Sin.

Blake had fought the Avatars of Beelzebub of Gluttony, Satan of Wrath, and Lilith of Lust.

However, Mammon, a secretive and cunning archdemon often never showed his face towards his enemies.

And it was all thanks to his incredible, manipulative abilities.

One of them was…

"Demonic Soul Parasite," Blake explained. "A power Mammon uses to parasitize foes. He uses a small piece of his soul and through a ritual, implants it inside the soul of another living being.

Slowly, he gives them power and makes them feel better, but at the same time, over time, he eats away their minds, emotions, and souls, until their soul is completely replaced with his, the rest of their body is then turned into a puppet he also modifies as he desires."

"W-Wha…?!" Everfrost muttered in disbelief, suddenly feeling utter disgust, as only six years ago, she had had intercourse with her husband, which was what gave birth to little Mammon.

If that was true, then she had had sex not with her husband, but with a monster that had overtaken his body!

"Uuaaghh…!"

Elfriedden's mother vomited in utter disbelief and disgust.

"Haahh… You sure are a handful, Asmodeus," Mammon sighed, his tentacles quickly reattaching back to his cut off neck, as he suddenly regained the control over the king's face, his voice going back to normal. "Couldn't you simply let me alone? I was trying really hard to manage these people, you see… They make for perfect vessels.

But I want to ask you something before I kill you, how did you know it was me? I made sure to hide every trace of demonic energy!"

"Didn't I explain that already?" Blake surprised everyone. "My Eyes can see through souls. I immediately noticed your soul was not human, you had the soul of a demon. By then, I quickly realized the King was dead if his soul was no longer there. You ate him completely, didn't you? You piece of shit."

The Elven King that carried such calm and solemn expression suddenly shifted his face, smiling wickedly, sticking his tongue out.

"Yes! And it was a delectable meal!"

"A-Ahhh…"

Elfriedden fell to his knees, in utter disbelief.

The elves had been nothing but Mammon's playthings this entire time.

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