Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

45  So many dead?

Immediately after this, Matt fell backward as exhaustion hit him hard. The strength he had unleashed to stand up to the devourer and kill it left his body then, and exhaustion hit him even harder as pain seized his body as a torrent of evil energy swirled throughout his body.

Even his ability to think had been slightly diminished. The fact that he had used his freezing curse while his body was straining at its maximum capacity to be able to keep that power in his body ended up giving him a painful punishment, as he found it difficult to breathe or even move.

Still, he had completed his task this time, which made him feel good. He had come to an unknown world with unknown and powerful beings, but this confrontation gave him the confidence to walk it the same way he once walked his original world.

If pain was necessary to gain that confidence, that was fine. He didn't mind feeling pain and fatigue, so he was perfectly fine. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

At those moments, his mind crossed the image of that bastard who had lured the devourer.

Caspian White.

Even if he didn't know that Matt had obtained that treasure sought by the devourers, what did it matter? As long as he lied that he knew who had it, he could make such a mighty devourer trust his words. As long as the person in question wasn't more powerful than the devourer, the devourer wouldn't mind being someone else's puppet for a moment.

Matt clenched his fists tightly as he looked up, 'You bastard, you better watch your neck from now on.' Matt thought as his eyes flashed slightly red.

The growing hatred in his heart also strengthened him so he could stand up and look around the vicinity.

It was spotless from side to side.

'A murder with my ice power will never leave destruction. It is the cleanest and quietest murder that can exist so that no one would suspect even a hint of what happened.' He thought and grabbed the devourer's head. Just then, a small fragment of parchment fell to the ground.

'Oh? Looks familiar.' Matt thought, smiling after finding one more part of the map. Still, he wasn't in the mood to check anything. He simply tucked the scroll fragment into his storage ring and then started trudging back to where his group was.

Though he didn't have to do it for long, he quickly heard Isla's worried voice as she ran this way.

"Matt!" She said with great concern when she saw him. A smile appeared on her face mixed with crying, so she ran to him to hold him.

She began to check his body from side to side and sighed deeply when she found no severe injuries on him.

Matt smiled at her, "I'm fine. A devourer like that won't be enough trouble for me." He replied confidently, though as he spoke, he felt the pain in his organs, so he stopped quickly.

"It's all right, Matt. Don't talk. Let's get to camp quickly. We were unlucky this time, and we can't keep fighting." She said with concern and immediately told everyone in the group to follow them.

None had died this time, and although there were some severely injured, they would be fine after several days in the medical center, so they started walking in the direction of the camp at a fast pace.

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An explosion was heard in the camp as the Leader was informed that many students had died there after encountering a mighty devourer.

A table flew with force until it crashed into one of the stakes of the enormous tent.

"What did you say, a devourer with 5,000 power!?" the Leader shouted as he looked at the two students who reported this to him.

Caspian White nodded with a slightly worn face.

"We were also attacked by him, which caused us to have serious injuries. Even so, when we were fleeing, that boy and girl team from my class were ambushed by that devourer; the man was killed while we couldn't do anything; it's likely that both teams have been exterminated by now." Caspian replied, lowering his head in the process, feeling guilty for what had happened.

"I'm sorry, I had to look out for the welfare of my group and couldn't stay to help them." He said again before falling silent.

The Leader was shocked.

'Those two... They were the most talented...' He thought and couldn't help but fall back slightly in shock.

'A mistake... We made a mistake that cost us dearly...' He thought and looked at the vampire standing to one side of Caspian.

Naturally, he knew him.

"Young Becker... Is what he says real?" He asked the Leader doubtfully, and this person called Becker nodded.

"I'm sorry, sir. My master sent me on a mission in these mountains, but in the process, I encountered two powerful devourers. Although I was able to chase one away, the other was very strong and ended up injuring me; my arm was rendered useless because of that." He said while showing an arm that looked quite pale from a strange poison in it.

At the same time, he took out the mission sheet and passed it to the Leader so that he could see that it was real.

'Students from the first academy rarely come to do missions here, but certainly, this is an official mission...' He thought and took a deep breath.

Then he looked aside at one of his soldiers.

"Get the investigation team here. This mistake cost us so dearly, they must give me an explanation about it. If they don't, then will be branded as traitors to the vampire race!" He said firmly. At last, anger returned to his mind.

The fact that so many talented people had died from his race was a great evil for which someone had to take responsibility.

More so because this could be seen as an intentional mistake; after all, who could miss the presence of a devourer with over 5,000 power? Impossible, the research and observation team must have known something about it, as they assured that everything was safe.

But being branded as a traitor of the vampire race caused many of those in this tent to swallow saliva lightly.

The punishment for those who were so branded was too terrifying even to think about.

That's why the man who was sent immediately got up and ran out of the tent to look for the investigation team.

No one else spoke in the room, and no one dared to move under the gaze of the Leader of this raid. He clutched his temples, stressed and annoyed at what had happened, but just then, a commotion came from outside that made him frown.

"What's the matter? Can't you come quietly?" he said sternly, and a man rushed in.

"Sir, more than 20 students came back alive!" he shouted as he quickly knelt.

The Leader was startled and stood up abruptly, "Are there any survivors left?" he shouted as he approached the man who had just given him the information, and the man nodded to him repeatedly.

The Leader then ran out of the tent and was stunned by what he saw.

"Boy, are you alive!?" He asked in shock, as he stared at Matt, who Isla was supporting to help him walk.

Matt still had a devourer's head in his hand, so he tossed it to the ground and nodded to the man before him.

"Sir, we have completed the mission, but a big problem happened this time." He said, just then, he saw Caspian White and a man, also known to him as Mr. Becker, come out of the tent.

Matt frowned at the sight of them.

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Deltta