The Witch Hunter System

At that point in time, Emperor Varan did not know that Vaan had another plan to acquire communication with Great Devil Hecate. He was also unaware that it had made much more progress than his search for Galen's wife, and it was at a quicker pace than anyone could have imagined.

Nevertheless, it wasn't something Vaan planned to share with Emperor Varan for the time being, at least not until he had a tight grasp of the Great Ratholos Empire.

After all, Ophelia had a sensitive identity as the founder of the Black Witch Society. That alone was enough to make her an international criminal in the eyes of the world.

If it were also known that she shared some special relationship with Great Devil Hecate, more complications would arise in associating with her.

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Inside Vaan's temporary subspace, the Fifth Progenitor and the Eighth Progenitor completed their oath under Contract Magic.

After they entered a non-aggression pact with Vaan, the Eighth Progenitor volunteered to be his lab rat. As such, Vaan allowed him to reunite with the rest of his body and become whole again.

Only then could Vaan study the Vampire Lord's anatomy in great detail, ranging from fleshly composition to skeletal structure and visceral organs to blood circuitry system.

Surprisingly, a Vampire Lord's body was almost identical to a human's.

It wasn't just the outer appearance; the internal look was also included. The actual difference was on a molecular level. In other words, the Vampire Lord's needs differed from a human's on a molecular level.

Nevertheless, it had Vaan thinking.

'Why does the Vampiric Demon Bat's evolution take on the shape of humans, to the point that they hardly resemble or possess traits of their former selves? Is it because the greatest potential can only be found in the human body? Or does it have something to do with the Prime Originator being human?' Vaan pondered.

Although Vaan couldn't find answers to these questions, he quickly grasped a complete understanding of the Vampire Lord's body.

He realized there was no need to purge the Blood Ancestor's divine blood from the Eighth Progenitor's body to liberate him.

After all, the Blood Ancestor's divine blood itself was not the source of his control over the Eighth Progenitor; it was his trace of divine will hidden within the divine blood.

As such, Vaan only needed to wipe out the Blood Ancestor's trace of divine will.

Once he did that, the Eighth Progenitor wouldn't just be liberated. Even the portion of the Blood Ancestor's divine blood in his body would become completely his.

'I can obtain the Eighth Progenitor's service and weaken the Blood Ancestor's power at the same time. Truly killing two birds with one stone,' Vaan mused.

After knowing what to do, Vaan quickly located the foreign divine blood in the Eighth Progenitor with his Fourth Dimensional Sense. Then, he easily wiped out the Blood Ancestor's trace of divine will with the Nihility Law, like taking candy from a baby.

The Eighth Progenitor's eyes immediately colored with surprise, knowing he had been freed from the Blood Ancestor's control.

He didn't expect Vaan to do it so easily.

However, he didn't find it too surprising upon further thought, attributing it all to the capabilities of Soul Masters.

'I've knowingly absorbed the Blood Ancestor's divine blood and entered his control. But before he could make use of me, I was freed of his control and even took his divine blood for myself. If he knew this, how furious would he be?'

The Eighth Progenitor couldn't help but wonder.

"It's already done?" the Fifth Progenitor looked on incredulously. He was greatly astonished and shocked by how simple it seemed.

Something he had assumed to be difficult turned out to be as simple as turning over one's hand—at least, according to what he saw.

Vaan rested his palm on the Eighth Progenitor's head, and the task was done.

"Unbelievable…" the Fifth Progenitor uttered with disbelief despite getting the Eighth Progenitor's nod of confirmation.

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Gehenna, Evernight Territory

Inside the ancient floating castle hovering over Vladigold City, Abaddon was minding his business as he recuperated in the blood pool, trying to flush out Hecate's remnant law powers on his body to regenerate his missing arm.

However, his divine soul suddenly shook from a sharp, piercing pain, which disrupted his concentration.

"Guarghh—!!"

Abaddon bellowed in pain and rage, forcefully clutching his head with both hands to endure the soul torments.

Moments after the wave of soul-piercing pain passed, Abaddon broke into cold sweats, recalling the short instance that felt like his divine soul was slashed by an invisible blade.

Although he could tell he had lost a trace of his divine will, he had no idea what happened to it.

When he tried to recall the experience, he only sensed a soul-

annihilating power before the trace of divine will completely disappeared into oblivion. It sent chills down his spine.

"What on Gehenna is happening here? Who could have destroyed my trace of divine will so completely and utterly from existence?" Abaddon mumbled with a hint of fright, confusion, and loss.

However, it didn't take long before another wave of soul-

piercing pain assaulted his mind.

"Guarghhh—!!!"

Abaddon painfully wailed inside the blood pool, causing the surface to rock and splash with ripples and waves.

"Dammit! Who the hell is secretly scheming against this Lord?! If you have the balls, then face this Lord directly!" Abaddon roared furiously.

After two repeated attacks on his divine soul, it was impossible for him to recuperate with peace of mind. He had to find out what was going on.

Swoosh!

Abaddon decisively stepped out of the blood pool before a portion of the blood pool followed him. It wrapped around his bare body like spider silk before transforming into a fresh red robe.

Boom!

The air rumbled in the next instant.

Abaddon swiftly darted out of his ancient floating castle and descended into Vladigold City, leaving two sonic booms in his wake.

In three short breaths, he already reached his target.

"B-Blood Ancestor!"

The Second Progenitor immediately paled with fear when Abaddon appeared before him without prior notice, looking terribly grim.