Vampire: World of Blood-Chapter 127: Invasion Of The Nest & Superior Lifeforms

Two days had passed since Merciless had claimed dominion over the 9th generation Aristaeus Spawnlings, transforming them from mere tools of their queen into something far more sinister. The cavernous depths echoed with the agonized screeches of their kin, the air thick with the stench of blood and acid.

Merciless stood atop a ledge carved into the stone, his four new companions wreaking havoc below. They were monstrous, yet undeniably beautiful in their terrifying perfection.

Zarya, the first of the females, was a towering figure of voluptuous strength, her exoskeleton with a glossy sheen reminiscent of perfectly carved onyx. Her body was substantial, and the armor plating accentuated her natural contours. Her motions were fluent and sensual.

Niliz, the second female, was her equal but distinct in design, with a slightly more slender physique but equally lethal abilities. Their once-rigid insectoid bodies have softened and morphed into something enticing and terrible, a mix of beauty and savagery.

Their enlarged limbs, each ending in deadly, razor-sharp claws, moved with grace and ferocity, ripping apart anything that tried to face them.

Zarya and Niliz, the two females who form at this moment, were a bloody masterpiece of carnage, standing with a menacing allure that belied their deadly nature. As if their forms had been molded for both seduction and slaughter.

Their skin glistened with a dark, iridescent sheen, remnants of their new exoskeleton, a hybrid fusion of their original carapace and the Chimera Armor that Merciless had infused into their very biology.

Meanwhile, the battlefield was littered with the corpses of the lesser Aristaeus, their once-powerful abilities turned ineffective against Merciless’ new creations. The altered troops of 249 strong, now numbering only four as he fused those lesser creatures into these more superior creatures, which began to unleash their anger on the surviving lesser Aristaeus, leaving nothing but ruin in their wake.

Zarya moved with lethal grace, her thick body deceptively quick as she danced through the swarm, her claws slashing through the exoskeletons of these lesser creatures with ease.

Her huge bounce as she goes along, while her strong legs enable her to leap long distances and crash down on her prey with the force of a meteor causing massive Aoe damage to the surroundings.

As she slashed through a clump of Aristaeus, their acidic blood spilled across her form, yet her modified chimera armored exoskeleton repelled it like mere raindrops sliding off a window glass.

On the other hand, Niliz was a flurry of aggression, her body a blur as she tore through her opponents. The liver and entrails of her enemies spilled and stained the ground beneath her feet. And yet, her need for more violence was unending, this was due to the fact she was made out of material that made Prometheus gauntlet, as such she has a natural urge for intense violence as a result of this.

Making her a being of pure bloodlust, a beast that exists to destroy and kill.

As the enemy flew towards her, she would grab their heads, smashing them together, and mushing their heads and faces into one puddle of Aristaeus brain matter.

As the sound of their natural exoskeleton went off, sounding like cracking eggs, which could be seen and heard vividly.

However, her vicious nature would not allow for such an easy killing of these inferior spawnlings, which were driven by intrinsic bloodlust rather than her will. She races at them, her wings a combination of the Black Gatorgon and her own insectoid wings stretched out like a thin black sheet with pulsing purple veins that shutter and glow brilliantly.

Soon after they exploded, hundreds of small plasma-like lasers shot out of them, all moving at the speed of light, cleaving through a larger army of incoming Aristaeus who were flying and coming to attack Merciless and his soldiers as they emerged from deeper parts of the cave system. Their numbers easily reaching over tens of thousands, leaving a wake of frenetic buzzing.

The laser itself moves towards them, but unlike a beam of conventional light, which goes straight, these lights curve and move all over the place as if they had their own will. The purple lasers sliced through the vast army like nothing, ripping it to pieces, mixing and scorching it till a massive river of blood and organs flowed in her wake.

The qualities of these lights were coupled with an acidic chemical capable of disintegrating the hardened saliva that covers their bodies, leaving little to no room for any relevant defense.

And as each life was being taken as Niliz sent her enemies to oblivion, the concept of fallen physical power flooded Niliz since her body was constructed of the same material as the Prometheus Gauntlet.

Conceptually, any attack done by Niliz, regardless of nature, is considered a physical attack. That was the law entrenched in her blood, as well as the gift provided by her lord and creator.

On the other hand, as these unlucky beings died, their souls began to fly upwards, along with their splattered blood, flesh, and organs, as the crimson sun that shined upon them began to absorb every biomaterial, regardless of quality, and souls into its essence, leaving nothing behind.

Physically, Niliz was the superior of the four beings created by Merciless; nevertheless, Zarya’s specialty was something more harsh.

She could pull others to her as a result of the law of allure that Merciless her creator infused into her blood, causing creatures that had been hiding to emerge, while others were so drawn to her that they began to kill each other or keep still if she gave the order alluring for herself or her siblings to kill them.

In the truest sense, she was made up of Jahad and Succubus blood, making her an enchantress and supporter above all else.

These two female warriors were extremely powerful since Merciless elevated their bloodline to new heights, but they can no longer be called mere 9th-generation Aristaeus. Rather, they were incomplete vampires, or better still, Dampas, a vampire’s ninth-generation spawling creations. Given that vampires are nothing more than Spawnlings by the end of the day.

The only difference is that they are so biologically superior in every manner possible. These simple 9th generation of his own making can take on higher generations spawnlings easily, up to the 7th generation at least. Together, they are strong enough to take on level 2 or even level 3 vampires from the lower spectrum of course.

But these females were not the only product Merciless had made, as a wielder of biology, creating life was one of his many specialties. Of course, he got diverse in his creations, and as such he made two more of these beings, whereas they were two females, they were also two males.

Next was Bassion, the personification of power, moved forward like a living battering ram. His gigantic arms, outfitted with Chimera Armor plating, were unstoppable forces of destruction.

He grabbed an Aristaeus by the wings and ripped them completely off before ramming the monster into the ground with such force that the ground underneath them broke, shaking a large part of the nest around them, the force itself spreading thousands of kilometers all around them to the point it was akin a category 5 earthquake.

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The blood oozing from his prey was corrosive, but Bassion laughed as his armor absorbed the energy and used it to power his next blow.

Everything around him from the very life force of these beings, from the simple kinetic energy of movement to the mundane potential energy of remaining in one place for a lengthy period of time. He could boost his energy levels by doing both nothing and anything simultaneously.

Infused with Albedo and Hector’s DNA, Bassion specialized in destruction as reality began to split apart, and huge demonic crimson arms with prayer beads around their wrist with black claws emerged from the rift, a bridge between fiction and reality. Each one is the size of an enormous skyscraper. Their fingers extend as the eighth of their hands grabs a handful of the never-ending waves of lesser Aristaeus, and crushes them all until they become nothing more but a mushy paste beneath the hands’ fingertips.

As they fell to the ground from between the edges of his creation fingers, he began to form more rifts, and from those rifts gigantic metallic red balls emerged, each the size of a school bus and with an eye in its core, red, and green light. Hundreds of them began to emerge from the rift connecting his imagination to the real world; his imagination ran wild.

And then it happened: the balls with green eyes began to glow, and the movement of these things accelerated to the point that the enemies were a blur. Despite their increased speed, it did not aid them in the slightest.

Quite the opposite, as the increase in speed causes them to lose their sense of direction, and their control of their movements, slamming into each other as they explode into a puddle of flesh or crash into neighboring walls, thus killing themselves quickly. The scene was awful, a perfect example of an artistic carnage, if you will.

On the other hand, as that horrifying exhibition of power was revealed, the red eyes began to light up. And as soon as they did this, time began to slow down, with the only reach being glare. Everything came to a halt within the range of metallic spheres eyesight, allowing him to pull them apart with his arms, and his siblings joined in.

But as they stopped in their track, another one of Merciless’s creations jumped in to partake in the massacre.

Guiltine, the most versatile of the four, was a master of adaptation. His form shifted and changed in the midst of battle, his limbs elongating or contracting as needed.

He could sprout additional limbs at will, turning himself into a multi-limbed nightmare that overwhelmed his foes with sheer unpredictability. One moment, he was decapitating an Aristaeus with a single swing; the next, he was using a whip-like appendage to entangle and crush another before it could even react.

He was blessed with Merciless shapeshifting, and as such he was adaptable in battle, improving different shapes and forms if needed.

Turning from a dire wolf into a giant one-tail fox, his senses being the sharpest of the bunch. From his fur, an army of his own hybrid creation of dire wolf kitsune emerges as they run to the battlefield ripping apart the enemies with their sharp teeth and claws.

He assembled an army of three thousand hybrids, all of whom he commanded. And, like Anastasia, he wraps his claws in Aether. Allowing him to disregard durability and cut through space as if the matter of these physical objects were nothing more but passable aesthetics, eliminating an extensive amount of the cavern saliva-coated shell that encases this place, as slices come from his projectile claws.

Merciless on the other hand watch down with a smile present on his face, as he said.

"Not bad at all, I think I am getting the hang of this whole life creation shit."

Merciless stated as he killed and sliced through incoming foes with his own claws and hair, and he lifted the command of his Red Star earlier to see how his man would fare without his assistance. The results were considerably beyond his expectations.

The four of them worked in perfect harmony, their minds interconnected through the link Merciless had established. They were not just soldiers; they were extensions of his will, his power made manifest in flesh and chitin. Their enemies stood no chance.

Merciless watched from a distance, his lips curled into a satisfied smirk as his creations decimated the last of the 9th generation Aristaeus. He had spent hours reprogramming their biology, merging them into what they were now. The process had been meticulous, scientific, and brutal. The 249 familiars that had once served him had been compressed, merged, and twisted until only these four remained.

"Hehehe... I can’t wait to make more... I should give Exile more abilities while I am at it too."

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