How To Suck Honey With Extras [EN]: Chapter 291

323. The End of the Villains (1)

The vampire Elsaria couldn’t close her mouth, as if she couldn’t believe what was happening.

“…I can’t accept it.”

She trembled as if a child waking up from a nightmare, denying the reality before her eyes.

“Shut up! You humaaaaan! Twice! Are you trying to humiliate me twice!”

“…Humiliation, you say.”

Sylvester, swinging his sword calmly, lightly shook off the newly formed ashes.

“Then and now, you brought that humiliation upon yourself, didn’t you?”

“You bastarddddddddd!”

Elsaria roared and signaled to those who remained.

With Kmel’s cooperation, she had summoned nearly 1,000 copies of herself again, but almost half had already fallen to that boy.

She couldn’t underestimate him any longer.

Hundreds of vampires danced wildly in the air, trying to distract Sylvester.

It wasn’t just a simple scattering. They were dispersing their unique magical power to confuse his senses.

“Is this another trick…”

Sylvester shook his head, as if bored, then raised his sword and gathered his aura.

“I won’t be fooled.”

He dashed through the air and swung his sword.

In an instant, more than ten vampires were struck down and vanished.

“Fool!”

Elsaria didn’t think she could deceive that boy with such a simple trick.

It was just a means to make him think she was careless.

She didn’t care if hundreds were struck down. As long as she remained, she could increase their numbers again.

She would never suffer the humiliation of being completely defeated again.

“Then try to cut me down as much as you like!”

Hundreds of vampires still remaining charged, launching reckless attacks at Sylvester.

“…I won’t be hit, though.”

Sylvester calmly responded to the encirclement of hundreds of vampires with a pitiful, pathetic look.

Even if it dragged on into a prolonged battle, there were plenty of ways to conserve his stamina.

Even if you’re tired, don’t lose your mind and fight.

That was the teaching he had received since childhood.

“Even if I’m really tired, I don’t think I’ll lose to you.”

However, cutting them down one by one was a troublesome task.

Sylvester realized that he was perfectly surrounded and…

“I’ll roast you all at once.”

The nature of Sylvester’s sword energy changed. Lightning crackled around it, burning everything it touched.

The secret art of drawing out the power of a tamed spirit: Spirit Thunder Sword.

“Go.”

With the lightning-wrapped sword in hand, Sylvester soared into the sky occupied by the vampires.

Kwarurururung!

A flash like lightning striking upwards echoed, and the vampires were engulfed in lightning and burned.

“…Tch, troublesome power.”

Elsaria instinctively understood that the lightning was no ordinary energy. The energy of spirits and beings with impure natures, including vampires, were incompatible.

What would happen if that guy, who was already skillfully dismantling vampires using ordinary aura, brought in such troublesome energy?

Kwarururururung!

With each successive lightning strike, the number of vampires rapidly decreased.

“Then how about this!”

She couldn’t delay any longer. Elsaria immediately tried to use a secret technique.

While hundreds of her copies were buying time against Sylvester, she gathered the remaining ones.

“Jump in.”

She willingly ordered them to commit suicide.

However, it wasn’t to increase their size like when facing Eilon before. There was no point in using that; it would only increase the area to be cut.

“It’s a waste of a secret technique on you… but consider it an honor to face it.”

As she gestured, a magic circle made of blood unfolded in the air.

A secret technique passed down only to vampires, a forbidden secret even among them, because it required sacrificing the blood of their own kind.

But here, there were plenty of vampires. All of them were herself, so there was no need to spare them.

“Rot in the fires of blood! You arrogant brat!”

Sylvester recognized the magic circle and charged, but it was too late. The secret technique was already complete.

As Elsaria burst into mad laughter and activated the magic, flames tinged with the scent of blood poured out from the magic circle.

This massive amount of flame took the form of a giant spear and fell towards Sylvester.

“Evil… flames.”

Sylvester calmly looked up at it, paused for a moment as if contemplating, and then…

“Good. I’ll take it.”

He drew up his sword energy to the maximum and collided with it, emitting an even more intense thunderbolt.

He didn’t give up because he had no room to dodge; he had no intention of dodging in the first place.

“Foolish guy! Kahahahahahahahahat!”

Elsaria laughed wildly at the boy’s reckless behavior. Even she couldn’t guarantee her survival if she touched that flame.

Yet he was trying to break it with a mere human sword.

“Kahahahahahaha… haha?”

However, her laughter gradually subsided.

The spear of fire was stopped in mid-air.

And…

Paahhhhh!

A strong impact echoed, and the flame shattered and disappeared as if broken.

“…He blocked it?”

In her eyes, which muttered in disbelief, she could only see the silver-haired boy with only slight burns, sending her a contemptuous look.

“You were arrogant. If we’re just talking about the annoyance of flames, some spirit masters are several times more troublesome. Even if it’s a secret technique, how old is it? Hundreds? Thousands of years old?”

Sylvester scoffed, as if saying it was his turn, and unleashed his sword energy mercilessly.

“There’s no way such old-fashioned flames would work.”

Kwaaaaaaaa!

Destructive lightning struck wildly in all directions, instantly wiping out the remaining vampires.

Elsaria, who used blood magic, was also caught in the shock and fell to the ground, spinning in the air.

“…It can’t… it can’t be…”

She hadn’t fainted, but when she looked up at the sky, the countless copies of herself that had densely filled it no longer existed.

Now, she was the only one left.

Realizing this, she tried to get up but soon fell over. Her lower body was entangled in the spirit’s lightning and burned. Regeneration was slow, and she didn’t have enough power to use magic easily.

“It’s the same as then.”

As Sylvester’s voice echoed calmly, she turned her head and saw him looking down with cold eyes, muttering.

“Th-then?”

Elsaria’s complexion turned cold. He must have remembered the first time he encountered that boy… and when he was defeated.

“W-wait!”

“It doesn’t seem like there’s a need to.”

Sylvester muttered as if he had no emotions left and silently swung his sword. With just that, her arms and the lower part of her torso were shattered and scattered.

“There’s no need to wait until the sun rises like last time. I’ll annihilate you right away this time.”

“Waittttttttttttttttt! Waittttttttttt!”

She couldn’t die again. Elsaria desperately moved her remaining body, trying to escape even if she had to crawl like a larva.

Puk!

Sylvester’s sword pierced the back of her head so lightly. He didn’t give her even a moment’s grace.

“I told you? I won’t be lenient.”

And with a short lightning strike, she turned completely to ashes and scattered, disappearing without even leaving a scream.

“…If you didn’t want to be annihilated twice, you should have stayed quiet from the moment you revived.”

Sylvester, criticizing the vampire as foolish, sheathed his sword.

* * *

A large amount of evil energy and white flames to burn it intertwined, and the aftermath alone was turning the entire area into ashes.

He didn’t know how many exchanges they had already had. In that short time, dozens of large-scale magic spells unfolded, and a non-stop magical battle continued.

[Impressive. To be able to do this much against this Kmel.]

“…I’m still far from it.”

Kruse raised his staff and emitted a large amount of mana, converting it all into magical formulas and pouring it in.

The dense mana, as if even the air was being pushed away, spread around Kruse and gathered in one place, causing a phenomenon called magic.

[Ho…]

The amount of magical power and the precision of the formula were enough to impress even Kmel.

[So you’re not just a brat who relies on talent.]

“I’ve never… thought I had talent, not even once.”

[Is that humility? Well, fine. Try attacking me, young wizard.]

“And I don’t think I’m at an age to be called young or old… but I guess it doesn’t matter.”

Willpower dwelled in Kruse’s eyes once more.

“Right now, I’m Kruse Alfrens. I’m just going to knock you down and say what I have to say.”

[Try it if you can.]

Kmel said confidently and deliberately waited for Kruse’s magic to be completed.

Kruse activated the completed formula as it was and poured it towards Kmel. The immense pressure seemed to annihilate any ordinary being with just its aftermath.

He could feel it reaching his bones. Kmel chuckled, as if he was looking forward to it.

[Come at me as much as you like.]

And as if driven by a desire to break and suppress that arrogance, he became even more fierce.

“Absolute Freeze Nova.”

The formula boasting the greatest power for his current self was activated.

At first, something like a heat haze rose. A strange mist-like thing hovered around.

[Ho…]

A phenomenon where surrounding objects appeared distorted due to the temperature difference caused by extreme cold.

It was exerting an effect beyond simply freezing. And from the magic circle that Kruse deployed, a blue light poured out and froze and annihilated Kmel and the entire area as it was…

A formula that exerted extreme cold to freeze and annihilate all things to their fundamental units.

There was no magic that exerted more power than this for the current Kruse.

[Amazing cold. Cold enough to hinder even this Kmel’s black magic activity…]

Kmel’s voice, enduring in that extreme cold, was lower than before. Right now, he was enduring by surrounding his body with his vast black magic.

Even though he wasn’t a body that trembled from the cold anymore, her magic was dangerous for him to face defenselessly. He honestly admired and respected that fact.

[Amazing. Even this Kmel couldn’t have dreamed of this much talent at your age.]

“…I’m not interested in such compliments.”

[You’re not cute. Well, good. If you exert that much power, this Kmel will have no choice but to counterattack with some sincerity.]

Above all, he had no intention of being quietly annihilated like this. He declared that he would counterattack properly with a more serious voice.

[First, I need to push through this formula.]

“…”

Black energy poured out in large quantities from Kmel’s entire body. His words of counterattack were not a bluff.

Moreover, he chose a method of deliberately colliding and suppressing, rather than a general method of aiming for gaps in Kruse’s formula.

[Oooooooooooooooo!]

Then, he shouted in a rarely excited voice and increased his power even more. And the effect of the magic that Kruse was pouring out was still valid.

‘Am I being pushed back all at once…’

It was frustrating, but he couldn’t overlook the power contained in that lich [a type of undead creature]. It was only endangering his own life to put his pride first and not admit it.

[Try receiving this!]

Kmel deliberately declared and unleashed the completed black magic.

A black shadow spread widely under his feet.

“…”

Kruse recognized the meaning and swallowed hard. The shadow twitched once.

Then, a large number of spirits poured out from the inside and began to push back the extreme cold attack that Kruse had unleashed.

The spirits were soaring as if they would literally devour the cold that was enough to destroy matter.

‘He’s really trying to push through with a power struggle…’

However, in this case, it was Kruse himself who was at a disadvantage. Although he had prepared and improved his skills, the fact remained that Kmel was several steps ahead of him.

Above all, Kruse had never underestimated the lich named Kmel Alfrens.