Immortal Punching Bag [Part: II]

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"Hehehe... Why so sad matey, as fellow Elderblood clansmen we should rejoice in pain. To us our immortal unlife is all about the fun, it's all about the feeling of grasping the concept of with being alive means, Come on now brother let's not pussy out, fight back young blood, show me your inner demon, I know you got dwag in yah, somewhere, so let's fuck shit up... Hahaha!"

*Bammm!*

Finn said with a gleeful smile on his face as he proceed to beat the living shit out of Merciless, punching him with furious hits, each felt like being rammed by a speeding truck.

Every lick was turning his bones to power, as his flesh was been tenderize by the second.

*Bammm!*

At this moment Finn was succumbing to the Elderblood's natural physiological flaw. Unique to their clan.

"Hahaha... Ahahah... Dance with me my undead brother, enlighten this senior, show me the vigor our king pass on to you, I need, I want, I have to see your fisted, heated, unthinkable, depraved, morbid, and twisted emotions hiding under the veil that is the remaining idea of your humanity, let it go, make it roam, flood the night with the chaos within hahaha hah... HAHAH... AHAHAHA!!!"

His emotions, his excitement, and his whacky and insane side were being presented for all to see. As each second goes by, Finn's vocabulary along with his behavior began to get even more heated and insane as time goes on.

"Come on, come on... Come ooooonnnnnn! Hit me... HIT MEEEE!.... BEAT ME, BEAT ME...kill me... KILL MEEEEE... Fuck me up... Fight back young blood, Let's party... Let's BUUUGGGYYY-WOOOGYYY!!! Let the moon witness the boiling, unfathomable, unpredictable, and uncontainable chaos that flows through your veins."

"Blood to blood, death to death, violence to violence. If our flesh falls, we pick it back up and mold it back to our beings, if we die, then we die with a smile, if we love, we love with chaos in our hearts and violence in our minds. That's why, we feed, we fight, and we lust, for we are the Elderblood clan, we who are revered as the Michellians, the most fearless of the twenty-one."

"That's why my vampiric brother, from one asshole to another, I implore you, I invite you, no I need you to respond to me a fellow Michellian, I know it, I see it, and I feel it, you are like him, a dragon in the shape of a man, nayyyy is not but an egg. Albeit the beast within you is still sleeping in the cold cave that is your restraint, im tempted to wake it up, now my fellow brother awakened that inner vamp... Tear me to pieces... Smash me like a bug... Butcher me like a pig... For... We... Are... The... Chosen!"

Finn shouted, with vigor, at this point, it was like the voice of a lunatic. Punching, kicking, tossing, ripping, tearing, pummeling, gripping, dragging, and brutally assaulting Merciless into a bloody mess, as he throws a barrage of super powerful attacks.

Each attack was traveling at a supersonic speed.

As Finn was not holding back his punches, seeing that each one of them was a brutal killing blow, the only thing saving Merciless from being killed by Finn at this moment was the fact that his regeneration speed was faster than his barrage of attacks.

Normally if you destroy a vampire's heart, you can weaken them or their regeneration, repeat this process enough by sheer force and power you can kill them, albeit that only applies to peasants and nobles, the only difference being that a noble threshold is far greater than a peasant, as the royals were free from this weakness, as the only way to kill them is with special metal revered Loctroid, along with sacred wood from the world tree, of course, high-grade holy artifacts are extremely lethal to their well being as well.

But despite the constant one-sided onslaught of pure brutalization, Merciless was holding up very well; if anything he was the perfect punching bag in the truest sense as his body was mercilessly being engulfed and bombarded with supersonic attacks, and despite that, his regeneration speed ignores all damage being inflicted by hundred each passing second.

Because for the past two hours, Finn left Merciless in a brutal deadlock worse than death.

Decorating the cold desert sand beneath their feet with Merciless blood and innards, all while he was regenerating at insane speeds as his only counter.

His head pops like a balloon.

His arms and legs were ripped off of his body like plucking hair from the nose.

He was decapitated and mutilated.

Squash and toss around.

And despite this inescapable predicament, deep within the voided mind of Merciless, a voice rang in his head, of course, it wasn't Michelle.

No, it was no one in particular at all, but if you need to identify and conceptualized these voices as a living being you may refer to them as the whispers of the chaotic mind.

'FiGht bAcK... tEaR hIm tO PIeCeS!'

'bLooD, dDdEvouRRR him... MUrdEr, we NEed tO kILl!!!'

'RiPped hIS fAcE OfF, eAt hIS lIVeR, and JuiCe HIs hEaRt.'

'ShOw tHis lOw bReeD FOdDeR oUr pOwER... WE arE sUperIoR iN eVeRy waY...LEt uS sHoW hIm hIS pLacE... HoW dEaR a LoWEr bLoOd dOG TrEAt uS LiKe ThiS.'

The whispers were like a crawling cauldron of insects morbidly walking across the mind of Merciless, he felt lost and terrified, afraid and alone, in pain and disturbed by their horrendous comments that were eating away at his reasoning.

This wasn't something he could control, it was as if being put in a corner as badly as this as Finn beat away at his life force was awakening something in him. Something dark, something scary, something wrong, something morbid.

'It hurt so bad.'

'Being ripped apart.'

'Blown away.'

'Smashed and tossed around like a bug or toy.'

And yet.

'Why do I feel...

'So free?... So calm?... So alive?...

'Why?...

'Hahaha... Ha...Ahahahahaaaahahaa!!!... Yes, this was so fun!'

'I'm being brutality dismantled and yet I never felt more alive in my life... Aaaahahahaaa... What's wrong with me?'

'This thrill... This freedom... This horrendous way of thinking, what the hell is happening?'

It was as if Merciless was losing himself, he was slipping, and deep down he felt so calm and peaceful, however, his train of thought was extremely chaotic.

And then that was when it happen, he couldn't hold back this foreign emotion any longer, he look in Finn's direction, he looks euphoric while he was about stomp his head in.

But right before he did, Finn suddenly stop.

Something happened to Finn as his body began to contort and swell like a balloon, and then several large blood spikes popped out of her body in various directions, such as his stomach face, back, legs, arms, and much, much more.

The spike was three meters large in height and two feet in width, meanwhile, Merciless eyes began to glow, it was a dark blue, however like his sire Michelle, his pupil dilate and became serpentine, splitting vertically, meanwhile, his sclera became pure black.

Merciless slowly got up his hands aiming toward Finn who was brutally impaled from within, his face was of pure bliss, and his smile was a truly sadistic and terrifying one.

No words could describe the weird sense of morbid euphoria coursing through him at this moment, all he wanted was to kill Finn slowly and drain the vigor and meaning of life from his corporeal agent.

However, a large shadow suddenly came above him, and when he looked up, there was a large boulder from the sky, yet he didn't feel threatened at all, because moments before it fell on him, blood began to course from his body making a large puddle to materialize beneath his feet.

And a series of large arms began to shoot out from the ground as they catch the massive falling object that easily weighed more than twenty tons right before it landed on top of Merciless.

He looks in front of him, and the man he impaled with his crystalize blood suddenly disappears, however, Merciless eyes look to his right and saw Finn healing his wounds in the far distance. Stranger though he didn't feel the connection to his blood.

This weird technique where he felt like he was one with the blood around him seem to have a limit, Albeit he couldn't tell what that range was, as Finn heal at a safe distance he looks up to see the giant bolder that Finn plan to drop on him.

And then he had a weird Idea, he felt like his blood could become anything he wanted it to be, he could also transmute his blood to a solid similar to how water can be turned to ice, in this case, his blood transmutes to diamond-like crystals.

With the weird connection Merciless had with it, he began to picture a catapult in his head, of course, he began to create said giant catapult as he made from his crystalize blood.

He took his aim and without hesitating he fired the large rocky projectile that Finn plan to use to injure him even further earlier on.

*Blaaapp!* *GRAAAA!*

The rock flew toward Finn with great speed, however before it landed on him, it disappeared.

Finn now fully healed, suddenly appeared before him, without a doubt, Finn had an overpowered ability that allows him to teleport things however he desires, but as soon as he came in front of him once more the connection he felt with his blood could be felt, and without hesitating he stop his entire body, but again he teleported at a far distance.

"Hahaha... Honestly what an annoying ability!"

Merciless said with a disturbed smile plastered on his face as he giggled with Madden and glared looking to his left.

Finn was also smiling, even clapping his hands from a safe distance with a pleased smile as he said.

"Would you look at that, so after being brutally beaten for two hours straight you awaken to a blood talent, how unfair, if not envious?"

"Hmmm. Blood talent ha? What exactly is a Blood Talent, Mr. Finn?"

Finn folded his hand as he answer the young master.

"A Blood Talent is a mutated ability of an already existing natural ability that a vampire posses, in short, a vampire has seven default abilities apart from the normal super, speed, durability, strength, reflex, senses, regeneration, and so on, those unique abilities being, intangibility, gravity defiance, fog creation, Psionics, blood manipulation, soul manipulation, and contract bestowal.

"And by the looks of it, your blood talent relates to your blood manipulation, as you're doing things with your blood I have never seen other vampires do with it, for instance, crystalizing it, manipulating people's bodies, to show such a great extent, this ability will definitely get stronger after finding out your acquired taste."

Finn commented.

Meanwhile, Merciless looked at his hands and replied as such.

"You know, if what you say is true then I can say without a doubt that vampires are far stronger than what humans can even imagine, humanity is practically screwed."

"Hahaha. Well, that's true, albeit don't underestimate humanity, their magic is terrifying because they have gods favor, hell evolved humans can be a terrifying force to be reckoned with if trained, did you know the church of Gabriel has an ancient evolved human that gives physical forms to platonic concepts in the shape of weapons."

Merciless was dumbfounded by the news but his smile didn't falter instead he said.

"You know what, let's just agree that this world is built differently, vampires already seem broken as hell with their various abilities, and now humans can weaponize platonic concepts like it's just another day in the office well whatever, but apart from that I want you to answer me this, why do I feel so bloodthirsty?"

"Ohhh it's probably the inherent nature of us Michellian vampires, you see each clan has a unique trait that makes them stand out from other clans due to our bloodline specialty, we Michellian have the fastest regeneration speed among the officials 21, making us harder to kill, as a result, we don't fear the concept of death, and enjoy the thrill of battle. As even the peasant of our clan in terms of pure raw regeneration speed makes all other peasants of every other clan look like a joke, albeit this trait makes us ignorant especially the newborns, we might be harder to kill when we compare ourselves to other vampire clans, but we aren't unkillable, but Eos be damned, we come pretty close. Because of this, our clansmen are too self-confident in their abilities which ends in our demise seeing we tank everything that comes our way."