Another Threat

The Eighth Progenitor had never encountered such a bizarre situation before.

Although he had been reduced to a third of his original body mass, he didn't feel the pain of losing two-thirds of his body.

In other words, two-thirds of his body was still out there somewhere. They had not been destroyed. He only lost his connection to them. It was as if some restrictive barrier or unreachable subspace had isolated them.

"Bastard Human! Where have you put the rest of this Lord's noble body?! Return this Lord's noble body at once, or this Lord will make you regret it!" the Eighth Progenitor threatened.

However, given his small size and childish voice, his threat didn't seem to carry any weight.

"Now, now. Little Vampire. You shouldn't talk like that. Didn't your mama ever teach you manners and respect?"

"Argh!! How dare you mock this Lord! I'll kill you, Human!"