The Origin Undead System 14

'The door to the other caves have some similarities with a gate.'

"Merlin, you will stay by my side while Alaric and Dracula, and the others will do the rest. I don't think some wolves are strong enough yet to deal with my servants. Or what do you say, Merlin?"

"Well, yet they are only some low Sun wolves, and the master is right, yet the wolves have no way to win against us unless they have a 6th star being behind them. Or someone who has at least a prowess of a 6th-star being."

"Perfect, then we shall enter!"

Merlin and Elendur were talking as they walked towards a gate-like entrance. The entrance was covered in leaves and looked pretty old; as Elendur tried to open it, the door slowly opened.

Revealing a bright golden-light, Elendur got shocked as he looked in the cave. Several wolves with a golden- and almost sun-like fur were looking at him.

Looking back at the wolves, Elendur bowed slowly as he said:

"Forgive me."

The wolves who heard those words became warned as they all went into their fighting position. Their beautiful bright golden fur became brown, their eyes red and their fangs longer.

The scene was indeed incredible—one man against over 50 golden wolves. Elendur stood at the right side alone, as he looked in the intimidating eyes of the wolves as one of them began to howl...

A.U. A.U. A.U.!

As one began, several wolves also began, and after a while, all of them began to howl. Their loud voices caused the whole ground to shake as one of the wolves ran towards Elendur.

"Fools."

Merlin said as he appeared in front of Elendur and pointed his palm against the ground as several bone pillars appeared in front of Elendur.

ZMECHHHH

SZHHHHHH...

ZING ZING...

4 Wolves! Merlin killed 4 Wolves in an instant! The wolves were taken-aback as Several creatures appeared behind Elendur. They were, of course, his summons!

As the wolves looked at them, they backed up, and their eyes began to shine. Their power grew slowly as all of them began to howl simultaneously.

A.U. A.U. A.U.!

Their howl was loud, and the ground began to tremble.

"Attack."

"AUUUU!"

"Dracula, Alaric, you going to fight against them. Use your FULL power." Elendur commanded as he looked at both of them and nodded.

"As my liege wishes." Dracula and Alaric shouted out simultaneously. They stepped forward as the air became suddenly stiff.

And the more they ran and approached both Vampire Nobles, the stronger the pressure got. Their hearts were skipping a bit as Dracula opened his mouth and said words that should determine their battle from the beginning.

"Lost Vampire Art. sanguinem eques auratus"

Saying those words, he suddenly stopped he disappeared...

'Where is he?!' All wolves thought as suddenly a dark force appeared behind them.

"AUUU!!!" They howled as they got slowly killed, and in an instant, two wolves died. But what was the shocking event? How fast they died? No. The fact that Dracula didn't drink their blood? No. The blood that was flowing out of the wolf's body was manifesting on Draculas body!

The blood slowly manifesting blood was had now manifested on his torso as it now began on his head to manifest. The blood was flowing, slow, but still fast enough to take everyone's breath away...

The blood was manifesting to an armor!

The helmet had a wolf head shape, but Dracula's fearsome eyes were shining and filled with killing intent inside the helmet. The gauntlets were in a shape of a claw and covered with the smell of the despair of the two wolves he killed. His legs had a bloody-black armor piece that was slowly turning in a more reddy color. And his boots were shaped like small paws of the wolves and had a bloody red color.

Alaric looked at the armored Dracula as he sighed and used a technique that was more than terrifying. It was horrific.

"Lost Vampire Art. Berserker desperandum est sanguis"

Brrrhhh, Brrrrh, Brrrhhh

Something was boiling in the wolves as they backed up with only one thought.

'We have to flee!' Their instincts were telling them, but where could they run to? They were inside a cave and had only a population of 50 wolves! How could they do anything against Dracula and Alaric? It was impossible unless...

Merlin, who heard Alaric's words, got shocked and immediately shouted:

"My liege! Back up!"

"Skeleton Wall!" As he cast the spell, the ground was shaking as a wall of bones appeared in front of Elendur and his summons.

'System, please explain what happens! I don't understand!' Elendur asked the System as the System replied:

'!Undead Lesson: Magic (Vampire)

The Vampire was once one of the ten races of ####, and even holy knights were no match for Vampire nobles. In particular, the Vampire nobles have at least the double of a regular Vampire prowess.

And, of course, the Vampire had this prowess not without any reason. The only reason they were among the top ten races of #### is that they received the blessing of ####, and due to that, they can use 'Lost arts.'

Those Lost arts are written in the lost language of the era of ####. All Vampire nobles could use such an art even though it took them their whole life to master it. They could use it.

Therefore, in the war of the 12 races, they could prove that they were worthy and have gotten eternal life. Even though those arts are only mentioned in the era of #### in legends and myths, their legacy is still alive as for their will.' And as he listened to that clear description, his eyes widened, and as if it weren't enough, another message popped up in front of him.

'Vampire Noble: Dracula Level 1 (Level 3 max.)

H.P.: 12.240 (100% Boost due to the lost art)

Mana: 6.120 (100% Boost due to the lost art)

Skills: Lost Art (SSS+), Bloodlust (A), Blood Sword (S), Blood illusion (B), Rampage of the last order - exceptional circumstances (SSS+), Blood Sword techniques (B, but S potential)

The necromancer boosts him due to his summoning.

(20% on all stats)'

'Awesome!' Elendur thought as he looked at the stats, but before he could enjoy it, another message popped up...

'Vampire Noble Alaric had used the Lost art and became a blood berserker of despair. His stats cant be shown if he's on a rampage mode.

-He won't attack allies

-After the activation of the lost art, he needs to recover for one month

The Vampire Alaric is transforming...'

And as he received the System's message, all wolves could move due to Alaric's appearance. The so handsome Alaric had turned into a berserker.

His hair was now white, and his eyes blood red. His slim- and perfect body became taller and more comprehensive. He was now about 3 meters tall and at least 1.50 meters wide. His arms looked like those of a bodybuilder, and his legs were even more muscular than those of Cristiano Ronaldo.

Over his skin, several tattoos appeared and even leather armor. Of course, this armor was nothing in front of his buffed and muscular body.

Tremble... All wolves trembled as they saw his appearance as Dracula looked up and said:

"Then we shall begin."