Chapter 221: Alexander's Elven Harlot

Alexander was amid zombies and mutants, all trying to tear him apart, but his face was smiling, with sharp teeth and a wicked smile as his nodachi carved them into pieces.

Alexander wielded his nodachi like it was an extension of himself; he looked around, always watching his precious Vesta, with a renewed desire to grow stronger and improve himself; seeing the blood flowing, he began to devour it freely.

⟪Blood Reserve + 100⟫ x 15

His body no longer evolved like a human. That bitch Asmodeus stole that, but she never expected that his race, different from the past, was a complete ghoul, not the prototype she knew. 

It devoured and stole the best characteristics of the races he devoured. That's why the moment before she destroyed his human self, he devoured it. 

This was partly the cause of his low mood and weakened state, the loss of "Alex", the life he led for twenty years to perfect himself as a ghoul.