The Witch Hunter System
chapter-720

"Is that the Supreme Leader's aura? What kind of aura is that? It feels so sacred and inviolable…"

In another battle, Kuvat was briefly distracted as he noticed Vaan's Boundless Sea and Sky Aura coming from the black tornado of bats with other flying creatures.

However, the corner of his eyes shortly discovered Galen trying to sneak away.

"Where do you think you are trying to run, Devilspawn?!" Kuvat snorted with contempt, stomping the ground with one of his front legs.

In that instant, several large earthen spikes with fiery veins erupted from the ground beneath Galen, impaling him from different angles.

Some directly penetrated Galen's body, while other earthen spikes narrowly missed. But regardless of their accuracy, they collectively restricted Galen's pale and weakened body.

"Why are you hunting me?! Don't you have more important targets to go after?!" Galen weakly roared with a hoarse throat.

Kuvat stared at him coldly and said, "A sinful human like you, who does not know the value of life, deserves to die! You should count your blessings for every second you breathe!"

"Nooo—!" Galen cried, sensing his impending death.

However, just as Kuvat was about to execute him, a huge draconic body came crashing into the area. The unfortunate and immobile Galen was helplessly crushed under Laptis's immense weight.

After Laptis regained her footing, Galen remained flat on the ground, lying in a puddle of his own blood and splintered bones; his body felt soft like cotton. Despite the destruction of Kuvat's restrictions, he did not move.

His broken body required time to recover, and in his exhausted state, it took even longer. His head was the first to recover, followed by his throat and upper body.

At the same time, Laptis noticed Kuvat just as the shadows of a high-ranking vampire came within view.

Laptis's and Galen's expressions changed immediately.

"Kuvat, help me!"

"Lord Vampire, save me!"

Two voices cried simultaneously as Laptis and Galen looked at their respective and potential saviors.

In that instant, Kuvat and the high-ranking vampire studied each other cautiously, gauging each other's strength. Oddly enough, both sides were relieved after determining each other's strength.

It didn't take long before the high-ranking vampire's lips smacked with disdain. Then, he glanced at Galen's pathetic state with even greater contempt.

"You're the human contracted by our Blood Ancestor? You are truly a piece of human trash. The Blood Ancestor's blessing is wasted on you. No wonder the Great Devil Hecate abandoned you," the hundredth-rank Noble Vampire, Weid, spat ruthlessly with contempt.

Weid couldn't believe that a Mid-stage Transcendent would reduce an Early-stage Demigod to such a sorry state.

'Humans were truly inferior beings' – Weid thought.

"Well, I guess I can't blame you. Even if you receive our Blood Ancestor's blood essence and become a vampire, you wouldn't know how to use his gifts immediately. Let me show you the might of a true vampire!" Weid confidently declared.

The next moment, Weid launched a sudden punch at Kuvat's chest. At the same time, Kuvat squinted his eyes but ultimately chose to do nothing.

Boom!

Weid's fist landed squarely on Kuvat's sturdy dragon chest, but the anticipated effect did not happen. Kuvat did not budge an inch.

"…"

"…Eh?" Weid was dumbfounded.

How could the punch of an Early-stage Demigod have no effect on a mere Mid-stage Transcendent?

Even if his opponent was a dragon, the defensive properties of its physique shouldn't be that overwhelming.

Nevertheless, Kuvat glanced down at the puny vampire beneath it before snorting, "That's cute. Did you not eat enough?"

The Divine-rank Stalactite Milk had reforged Kuvat's body, granting his physique the sturdiness of the earth attribute.

Furthermore, Kuvate had consumed the amount of Divine-rank Stalactite Milk needed to raise ten Mid-stage Human Transcendents or even a hundred Early-stage Human Transcendents.

Naturally, his already sturdy dragon body would become even more sturdy.

Nevertheless, Weid didn't know that. Thus, his face immediately flushed with shame and embarrassment.

However, he quickly turned it all into anger.

"I am the 100th rank Noble Vampire in my Blood Ancestor's Night Parade! How dare you look down on—"

Boom!

Before Weid could finish speaking, Kuvat raised his leg and ruthlessly stomped down on him. Weid hurriedly tried to block with all his power, but he failed to withstand the might of Kuvat's stomp, which had far surpassed his rank.

Divine Ability – I Am Heavy!

Kuvat flattened Weid into a bloody paste with [I Am Heavy] – the divine ability he gained from absorbing the power of the Divine-rank Stalactite Milk. It allowed him to increase his weight by countless folds depending on his proficiency.

Nevertheless, even with his preliminary proficiency, the might of his stomp was so great that even the ground ruptured like a tectonic plate-shifting seismic earthquake.

Weid's body parts were splattered so far apart that his soul scattered along with it, unable to return and recover. Not even the vampire's immortal-like healing could save him from Kuvate's earth-shaking stomp.

He was killed instantly under a force that not even ordinary Mid-stage Demigods could create.

Laptis was dumbfounded, and Galen's already pale face turned whiter in horror and disbelief. Neither of them expected Kuvat's stomp to be so powerful. Even Kuvat himself was greatly surprised by his divine ability.

After all, it was the first time he had used it.

Moreover, [I Am Heavy] had specific conditions for usage. If Weid had not positioned himself so close beneath him, he might not have been able to pull it off.

However, he saw the opportunity and just went for it. The result that followed was unexpected but definitely a pleasant surprise.

"Sir Kuvat, your stomp was truly powerful," Laptis gulped, feeling dry in her throat.

"Haha…" Kuvat could only respond with a wry laugh.

Shortly after, he fixed his gaze back on Galen; he had let this vile being live for far too long.

"No… Please don't kill me! I'll do anything you want! I'll be your slave or mule, anything you want me to be! Just don't kill me!" Galen pathetically pleaded for his life.

Despite pleading for his life, he did not look at Kuvat at all. Instead, he desperately crawled away to the best of his ability. His broken legs remained unhealed since blood energy had depleted.

He wouldn't be able to recover from another life-threatening injury.

"Just die," Kuvat coldly sentenced Galen to death.

Boom!

With a single stomp, Galen's body splattered with zero chance of recovery; his soul departed the world forever.

"That's the end of one evil," Kuvat sighed after slaying the devil's pawn.