Revenge!

[Capital of the Vampire Empire - Nocturna City]

[Royal Palace]

The devastation in Nocturna City was immense due to the fight between the three world-rank powerhouses. Despite their efforts to restrain their powers and avoid destroying the planet itself, the capital city of the vampire empire lay in ruins. Everywhere one looked, the aftermath of a massacre was evident. Dead bodies littered the streets, with some still clinging to life thanks to the vampires' incredible regeneration abilities. However, despite this, 80% of the vampire population lay dead, while another 10% sought refuge in hiding or fled the city, with some breathing their last amidst the destruction.

All over the vampire empire, demons and demonic beasts from the beast continent were locked in deadly combat. It was a true war, with a sea of blood flowing everywhere as everyone fought for survival. Ironically, vampires, a race that thrived on consuming blood to survive, now found themselves drowning in the very sea of blood formed from their own people and their enemies. Chaos reigned supreme throughout the vampire empire, with demons and demonic beasts slaughtering vampires like livestock in every corner.

In the middle of the destroyed royal palace, Emperor Carlos Twilight, ruler of the vampires and the destroyer of thousands of worlds, was taking his last breath, barely holding onto his life at the mercy of his enemies. But this wasn't the part he was ashamed of. He had lost his sanity before the fight, and now, witnessing his family being humiliated before him, he wanted to stand up and protect the people he cared about. However, it was too late to do anything about it because his body wasn't responding to his commands. This made sense as he had been fighting two world-rank powerhouses for four days straight, and now, he had lost.

"Let my family live, Azazel Lucifer," Carlos pleaded, gathering all the power left in his body after the fight. He couldn't even move a single muscle due to his body being scattered in pieces across the ground.

"I already knew you were a hypocrite, but today I confirmed it personally. Don't worry, I'll take my time killing them one by one in front of you," Azazel sneered, using his foot to crush Carlos's head into the ground.

Yes, Carlos's head was crushed, yet he remained alive. Vampires are hard to kill, and as a world-rank powerhouse capable of destroying a planet with ease, he now lay taking his last breath in despair.

"Please kill me, but don't kill my family. They are innocent..." Carlos pleaded, his eyes fixed on his family lying on the ground, feeling their fear emanating from them.

His family had always believed he was the strongest in the world. They never considered that one day he might lose. Seeing him in this state, they had already lost the will to speak, though fighting was another matter.

"Did you spare my family while killing them in front of my father?" Azazel asked, his bloodlust evident in his voice.

Yes, before the "War of the Devil Purge," the Demon Empire was the strongest empire on the blue planet. However, around 50 years ago, during the Devil Purge, humans from the Reven Empire, Vampire Empire, and Dragon Empire united to exterminate the demons from the planet. In this process, they killed half of the demons and wiped out the royal family.

The problem arose when the other two empires did not support the complete annihilation of the demon royal family and disagreed with the treatment they received. However, Carlos Twilight, known for his cruelty, seized the opportunity to gain more control on the planet. He killed the king of the Reven Empire and took control of the empire for himself. Additionally, he assassinated the crown prince of the Dragon Empire, who was next in line for the throne. As a result, the Vampire Empire became the strongest force on the blue planet.

But who would have thought that when Carlos brutally killed every single member of the Lucifer family in front of the former emperor, and after killing the former emperor himself, he believed everything had come to an end. However, Azazel Lucifer, the prince of the demon empire, survived due to the intervention of a human girl known as the Mutated Soul Child from the prophecy, Lumina Celestia. She is now known as the demon queen, and because of her, everything changed. Now, Azazel was exacting his revenge in the same manner, doing to Carlos everything that Carlos had done to his family and his empire.

"I'll give you everything, please spare my family..." Carlos pleaded, his will to resist fading as he witnessed everything unfolding just as he had inflicted on Azazel's family. His mind began to shatter, realizing that no matter how cruel a person he was, he could not bear to see this by any means.

"Don't. Be quiet and watch," Azazel commanded, his desire to kill Carlos overridden by the decision to torture him in the same manner he had done to his father.

"Hey, remove her clothes," Azazel instructed a nearby demon, his gaze fixed on Carlos's second wife, who was also the mother of the child currently with Azkar.

"No... don't. Just kill me. You can torture me as much as you want. They are innocent," Carlos pleaded, resigned to his fate. He genuinely believed he deserved to die, as everything Azazel was doing to him, he had already done in the past. However, he couldn't find a way to atone for his mistakes. Feeling betrayed, he realized no one could save him from this hell, especially since the vampire holy land had decided to sever ties with him.

BOOOM!

A large, multi-colored portal opened in the middle of the destroyed royal palace, and a person emerged from it. He had slightly long blonde hair and a very handsome face that matched the otherworldly beauty of vampires and demons. He was dressed in formal attire – black pants with a white shirt, a long black coat. The most shocking thing was that there was a child sitting on his shoulder, nonchalantly eating ice cream.

"Oh, my, I never knew that the demon emperor had this kind of hobby. Why do you want her clothes? Go buy new ones for yourself," Azkar said, looking straight into Azazel's eyes.

"..."

Everyone in the royal palace fell silent upon hearing Azkar's statement.

"What? Who are you?" Azazel asked in shock, noticing the child on Azkar's shoulder.

"I'm here for a walk and happened to witness this injustice. As a hero for fun, it's my duty to stop this," Azkar replied with a smile.

"Bullshit... Tell me who you really are. Never mind, give me the girl, and I'll spare your life," Azazel demanded, his immense bloodlust evident as he tried to intimidate Azkar into complying.

However, not everyone on the battlefield shared Azkar's carefree attitude. Carlos, upon seeing his daughter, felt despair. She was the youngest child, and in his attempt to save her, he had fallen to these two. Now, someone had brought her into the same dangerous situation.

"No... My daughter, why did you come here?" Sylvie's mother trembled with fear at the thought of losing her, unable to suppress her urge to curse the person who brought her into the battlefield.

"..."

Observing the situation and analyzing everything, Azkar concluded that Azazel, the demon emperor, was seeking revenge on Carlos for everything he had done to his family in the past, actions that deserved death. However, Azkar was not a hypocrite who only saw one side of the story. He realized that this problem was difficult to solve because he had come here to address the situation, and he had to make a choice here.

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