Primordial Vampire God System

Suddenly, the man he was stepping on turned into White Mist and got away, within seconds, his body was reformed and he glared at Azriel with a face that was practically burning with anger.

"You bastard! How dare you!?"

Alcyone shouted in rage.

"Lady Luminia, your disciple is too arrogant! How can he hit him like that? He is taking advantage of the fact that he is your student, this is simply disgraceful!"

Bertramus spoke.

The Vampires belonging to the Bloodhawk Family were angry as well.

"What did you say?"

Azriel frowned.

"What?"

Bertramus frowned when he realized that Azriel was talking to him.

He didn\'t like this boy\'s tone at all.

"What did you just say?" Azriel repeated his question.

Bertramus narrowed his eyes and glanced at Azriel.

This was too much now, he has been patient for far too long, and he needs to show this boy his place now.

"Did you just say that I was taking advantage of the fact that I am a Teacher\'s Student?" Azriel questioned.

Hearing his question, a wide smile appeared on Bertramus\'s face,

"Oh? Do you really think you could have beaten him up if he actually tried to fight back?"

A similar smile appeared on Azriel\'s face,

"Are you saying that he was holding back because I am her student?"

"Of course he was."

Bertramus glanced at his son and smiled.

Alcyone frowned a little, however, seeing that his father and other family members were looking at him, he smiled confidently.

"Did you really think you could have defeated me if I actually wanted to fight back? You are merely a Master Stage Cultivator, don\'t flatter yourself, I can squash a bug like you with my eyes closed."

Azriel\'s smile widened to the point that it now looked scary,

"Why don\'t you try it then?"

"Huh?"

Alcyone frowned.

"Why don\'t we have a spar, a spar where you do not have to hold back at all? C\'mon, show us.

Show us how you squash me like a bug."

Azriel smiled.

"…"

Alcyone didn\'t say anything.

Actually, he was a little intimidated.

Truth be told, although he was confident that he could beat a Master Stage Cultivator easily, he still failed to see this man\'s movement.

"What? Are you scared?"

Azriel questioned.

"Lady Luminia…" Bertramus frowned and glanced at Luminia.

"Don\'t look at me, go on."

Luminia signaled with a playful smile on her face.

She didn\'t know what happened in the Trial, however, just from looking at his student\'s expression, she knew someone fun was about to happen.

How could she even stop something like that?

That would be a sin.

"But a King Stage Cultivator against a Master Stage, your disciple could get hurt, Lady Luminia."

Bertramus spoke.

"Don\'t worry." Luminia smiled.

Seeing this, Bertramus gloated inwardly. Then with a serious look on his face, he ordered.

"Alcyone, no need to hold back. I will take all the responsibility if something happens to this boy."

The meaning of his words was clear, try to hurt him as much as possible.

And Alcyone understood what his father meant without any problems, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and then, he disappeared.

Bertramus and the Bloodhawk family smiled, waiting for a good show.

Alcyone then appeared in front of Azriel, a sword in his hand, he slashed his sword, trying to cut Azriel\'s arm right from his shoulder, however,

*Slap*

*Whoosh*

*Bam*

The next second, Alcyone was sent flying with a slap.

"…"

The whole area turned silent.

The look on the Bloodhawks\' faces was a sight to watch.

"What just happened…?"

One of the members of the Bloodhawk family couldn\'t help but question.

"Did that boy just… slap Alcyone away…?"

Another one spoke.

"Fluke… it must be a fluke…"

Christa Bloodhawk, Bertramus\'s wife, and Alcyone\'s son muttered.

"…"

Bertramus, however, didn\'t say anything.

"You bastard! How dare you humiliate me like that!?"

Alcyone stood up, shouted, and then turned into White Mist, within a second, he appeared near Azriel.

Azriel waited patiently, and the moment Alcyone\'s face was formed,

*Slap*

He slapped him again.

And again, Alcyone\'s body flew away.

This time, Bertramus and even Christa were sure.

It wasn\'t a fluke.

Azriel\'s movements were too clean and smooth for this to be a fluke. Not only that, but Bertramus could also notice that when Alcyone was in his Mist form, Azriel could have easily used his Mana to trap him.

The spar would have been over by then,

However, even though the victory was right in front of him, the boy didn\'t take it.

This only meant one thing.

He never thought of Alcyone as a challenge from the beginning.

With a smile on his face, Azriel walked towards Alcyone.

Since he was just slapped, Alcyone\'s wasn\'t actually, wounded, therefore, he quickly stood up with an angry look on his face and shouted.

"You Bas-"

This time, however, before he could continue, Azriel punched his stomach and he flew back again.

"AAagghhh!!"

Azriel then turned into Blood Mist and appeared behind him, kicking him in another direction again,

Then, Azriel turned into Blood Mist again and kicked him again.

*Bam* *Bam* *Bam* *Bam*

This continued for a long time.

5 long minutes later, once Azriel was satisfied, he appeared in front of Alcyone, and this time, instead of kicking him away, he kicked him down burying his face into the ground.

"Ugh-"

Alcyone couldn\'t even groan in pain.

Azriel stepped onto his bruised-up face and smiled,

"Were you still holding back because of my teacher? Huh?" he then glanced at Bertramus and tilted his head with an amused look on his face,

"Have you found another excuse for your son\'s loss yet?

How about I spar with him again so that you can think of another excuse?

Go on, explore your creativity, I am sure you will find a new you."

Bertramus clenched his fist in anger, however, he didn\'t say anything.

Seeing that he was finally done with this stupid game, a serious look appeared on Azriel\'s face, he then turned towards Ferox and ordered,

"I want all the Vampires to come to the Garden within the next 30 minutes."