Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System-Novel

The creature had the word "Impossible" written all over its face, it could feel the aura of his missing comrade coming from that black Sea Emblem, of which he has never heard off, not only that but those white flames didn't burn its flesh only.

The flesh they used was just like a piece of cloth, they could take it and change it when needed, without any pain, there was only one thing that actually was alive for them, and it could only be harmed by attacks which were at least as strong as them, that was one of the blessings of his lord.

Light mana attacks could somewhat ignore that blessing, but not to the point that someone at the beginning of the mortal realm could make him feel pain, and damage its core, and yet it happened in front of its eyes a second ago.

"W-Wait a second, a unique sea emblem… you are the heir of the hero, no but you have light affinity, who the hell are you!", shouted the creature.

The only one who has had the capacity to directly harm them, with a realm weaker than them is the hero in the legends, but he had the Black Armored Shark lineage and had darkness affinity, while his silver haired youth had light affinity, it didn't make sense.

'Lord, told us that the only light mages who were threat to our blessings, belonged to the Light Palace, but the Light Palace only has women and they don't focus in offensive, and this guy's light is fully destructive, so what's gong in, did the Lord commit a mistake!', swore the creature in its mind.

Daimon didn't bother to clear the misunderstanding, he has both light and darkness affinities, but he isn't related to the hero at all, he stole this opportunity to Adam, so there is a higher chance that the hero was related to him.

But he could confirm a couple of things thanks to the reaction of the creature, first they were afraid of death, which meant they can be intimidated and since these creatures are for sure not natives of Neptune, then its worth trying to use terror contractor.

Daimon first turned to see Thea, who immediately understood what he wanted, her right pupil turned blood red as tried to discern if the creature was under some kind of contract, but to her surprise there wasn't any contract, in fact there wasn't anything.

"This thing… doesn't have a soul", mumbled Thea.

Contracts are linked to the soul, but if her eyes weren't deceiving her, this thing in front of her had no soul, or at the very least she can't see the contracts which would be attached to it normally, and that is a first.

Daimon frowned, the previous creature reacted too fast and after destroying itself, the black Sea Emblem swallowed that black sphere, so they couldn't interrogate it, but this time they made the necessary preparations.

"It's fine, I don't need him to have one, as long as it can feel pain, we'll be fine", said Daimon with a smirk, he then grabbed the head of the creature and his hand exploded in white flames.

At first the creature endured it, but then when it started to let out smoke like earlier, the mouth of the creature which started on its neck started letting out pained screams.

Others might be intimidated by the fact that something doesn't have a soul, but for Daimon this creature is just another race, for him who lived in a world were magic didn't exist, any mage would have been considered a deity.

So, from his perspective, gods, demons, monsters, one could become any of the previous with enough strength, so there was no need to be afraid, he just needed to be stronger and even the most horrible creature will bow down to him.

That being said, it is true that these creatures whatever they are, are quite unpleasant to the eye, but that might be due to his personal perspective which originates from his life as a human mostly.

"Stop, what do you want!", the creature finally couldn't resist it and shouted to get Daimon to stop, which was good, as he had used half of his battle aura reserves in a matter of a minute to burn the creature.

Even if it seemed to be especially weak towards his Demon Light, there was too much of a gap in their realms, Daimon only managed to burn a layer of skin, revealing the black meat below of it, but that was enough, just like he stated, he just needed to instill fear into the creature, and regardless of race, the biggest fear anyone can have, is the unknown.

So now the creature was questioning itself, "who is he", "why am I feeling pain", and other doubts had been planted in its mind.

Daimon slowly retired his hand from the head of the creature, there was a horrible burn with the form of a palm on its face, it had no eyes or nose to begin with, so the only result was that the black colored flesh below its skin was now showing.

The creature has an expression of disbelief.

"Y-You, what did you do to me, this is the pain you low creatures feel, how is it possible that I'm experiencing it!", it shouted, apparently it was in such a shock that it revealed something it shouldn't had.

Daimon turned to see the queen before saying.

"Miss Annete, can you do me the favor of kicking this guy on the shoulder".

The queen didn't know what Daimon was trying to confirm but she did as he asked and with an elegant small turn, she kicked the creature which was chained, on the shoulder, her heels were actually a magic equipment, that's why she earlier easily kicked Carlos's teeth out of his mouth without any problem, in comparison when she punched his face, she also harmed herself.

As Daimon expected, the result was null, though Annete's heel pierced the skin of the creature making a wound, there was no blood or any reaction from the creature, it was just a dent on its body and nothing else.

Daimon then grabbed one of the many torture tools, a regular hammer which wasn't even a magic treasure and handed it to Annete.

"Now try to hit it on the burned area".

"Mm", Annete took the hammer from Daimon's hands and the creature actually showed an expression of fear on its face.

"W-Wait… aghhhh!", Annete didn't pay attention to the creature's words, and she just smashed the hammer against its face.

To her surprise, this time there was blood, and that is when being hit by Annete, who isn't exactly physically strong, as she is a mage, maybe she is as physically strong as an early-stage knight, since she has been reinforced by mana during her life.

It shouldn't be enough to harm a middle stage Stellar ranked to this degree, Daimon's eyes glowed behind his mask, he now confirmed a few things.

First when Aurora attacked it using light mana it did have effect on the creature, it also caused some pain, but it was only because it was hit with strong light mana, the loss of its body parts had no effect at all.

To confirm that, he asked the queen to kick the creature, she created a new dent on the body of the creature but there was no blood or any reaction, even with the help of a magic equipment.

But then she just used a random normal hammer to smack the area he burned with Demon Light, and this time it was as if she attacked a regular human, there was a bloody mess on the face of the creature.

The most shocked one here, was none other than the creature though, its expression was truly worth seeing right now, the areas where it was cut by Aurora's light mana had a burned tone, but after the attack ended everything returned to normal, the creature didn't feel any pain or nothing.

In comparison the burn from Demon Light not only was darker, but it seemed to have infected the creature or something like that, creating a vulnerable area, or to be more accurate turning its previously insensitive body into a normal one.

Daimon's face turned into a smiling one, his bad habit was showing right now, the queen and Thea already know that when he smiles like that, someone is about to suffer, and they were right.

He extended his arms towards the creature and the latter trembled, it actually tried to dodge in fear, but with only an upper body which is chained, it couldn't do much as Daimon's fists which were burning in white flames punched it.

"Aghh, no stop please!", the pain wasn't as much as previously since Daimon was limiting the exposition to Demon Light, to adjust to his battle aura reserves, what was making the creature scream as if there was no tomorrow, was the sight of its body turning like its face, black burned and "alive", with all the implications that came with it, like the sensation known as pain.

By the time Daimon finished, the whole body of the creature was covered in black burned bruises, as for the thing it was actually shaking, if it had eyeballs maybe it would have been crying.

Daimon on the other hand was happy, he discovered something pretty interesting, these creatures had a similar ability to the one he got from killing the smiling ghoul some time ago, "Dull Nerves", with it he could ignore 20% of the pain produced by physical wounds, but it's not like he didn't receive the damage, he just felt less pain.

In fact, Daimon de-activated that skill already, pain is an important measure for the body, not feeling it will make one less sharp and careless, since there is no reason to react time when you don't receive "any" repercussion from it.

But the ability this creature had was slightly different, it was as if its everything was condensed into that black sphere, so everything that affected it was negated, as long as that black sphere was intact, the body was just a puppet for it.

Which made sense, the scheming guy handed a method to the Skelefiends which allowed them to control the body of the dead so perfectly, that others wouldn't notice it, at least for a period of time until the dead body started deteriorating, the principle behind it was the same as this.

'So that bastard is indeed a necromancer, I can cross out the possibility of Marcus being really good to hide its true nature now'.

Like previously stated, when two strategists fight, the one whose nature is unveiled before loses, and right now Daimon did a really important discovery, there are plenty of ways to mess with a necromancer's abilities, which were developed by the humans back at his galaxy to counter the undead.

So now, he had to give a shopping list to Vincent and assign a few quick-feet people to do some errands, but that can wait for now, he turned to see the creature which was trembling just by being glared at by Daimon.

"Y-You are an esteemed Lord yourself, then why are you helping these lowly inferior beings!", it shouted, after that, Daimon finally heard the sweet sound of a notification ringing in his mind.

[Ding]

[Lesser nethereal "Ra'ax" has offered his loyalty, do you wish to accept it Y/N]

Not only that, he could feel something flowing from the creature which was being absorbed by him, his Overlord's Pride aura was increasing, which made sense, since it was basically a coat made with the fear strong beings felt due to him, it was almost there, he could feel that with a small push this incredibly practical passive skill will level up, which is amazing considering how hard is for a high ranked skill to level up.

'I wonder what a level 3 skill's might will look like', thought Daimon.

But then as he was about accept the loyalty of the creature, to enslave it through a terror contract, he heard two voices calling his name, one inside his mind and the other coming from his shadow.

'Back off Daimon!'.

"Watch out, young master!".

Daimon's instincts also kicked in and he actually jumped backwards, surprisingly the queen who was standing the closest to the creature due to his previous request of help, didn't seem to notice anything, but Daimon managed to drag her with him just in time.

"Why Lord… arghghgh!", the creature suddenly let out a pained scream and a black ominous liquid came out of its mouth, eyes, nose and ears, it looked like black ink which soon covered the body od the creature and also the nearby area of three meters around it.

Aurora's expression turned dead serious, as soon as that black ink touched the room she made with light mana, her mana reserves dropped in 30%, that is 30% of a maximum Stellar ranked, it's an insane amount of mana.

'Tsk, a curse, I guess I should have expected it from someone who breaks his toys when he loses', thought Daimon, the notification disappeared meaning the creature was dead.

"Don't you think these things should be done in a proper order~", a mellow voice woke Daimon out of his daze.

He looked downwards just to see the pretty face of the queen a couple of centimeters away from his, due to the sudden situation, he pushed her down when he took her with him to put some distance between them and the creature.

So, Annete was laying down on the floor, with Daimon on top of her, his arms were supporting him preventing them to be stuck to each other, but it was an awkward position to say the less.

"Ahem, sorry that took me by surprise", said Daimon as he impulse himself with his right arm to get up, he also offered a hand to help the queen stand up, which she gladly accepted.

Daimon noticed the apologetic expression on Thea's face, she reacted only second to him, or more accurately second to Evangeline and Rita who were the ones that noticed something was wrong and warned Daimon before, by the time Daimon had pushed the queen away, Thea had appeared next to them and was ready to block the attack with her spear, but that black ink stopped spreading, it was a low range effect but in exchange it was truly powerful, having drained 30% of Aurora's mana reserves.

That is by far much more than what a middle Stellar ranked like that creature can make a maximum one use to defend from an attack, even if it self-detonates its core, a maximum ranked can blow the explosion away like the flame on a birthday's cake candle.

"Luckily you asked me to make this room, otherwise that black ink would have melted this whole place", said Aurora.

Daimon nodded, he noticed a small movement in his pocket and his black Sea Emblem came out flying out of it, the little thing actually swallowed the now solidified corpse of the creature along with each drop of the black ink, leaving nothing behind before it returned to Daimon's pocket.

Leaving the curse aside, this exchange of movements between Daimon and the scheming guy, ended in Daimon's victory, he now knew the nature of the powers of the opponent, and the name of the race to which those creatures belonged.

Not to mention the fact that his Terror Contractor skill worked against them, now he just needed to find a way to deal with that loyalty curse.

Pablo and the others from Black Wave were frozen at the corner of the room, they didn't know what was real and what wasn't, well all of them but Olivia who was frowning.