Ultraman: The Dark Shadow Mage, Creating a Magic Empire

Chapter 7 Death is not the end of your atonement.

Inside the tent, Norman, who had just reunited with his general, heard the sound and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

That's why they say there are so many talented people in other worlds.

Even in a medieval setting, there will be no shortage of troublemakers.

"Kill them, leave two alive to ask which organization they belong to, and take this opportunity to wipe out all the guys hiding in the shadows."

"Rebellion? Ha, I don't do charity."

"Yes, sir!"

Caitlin clasped her hands in a fist salute, gripped the sword hanging at her waist, and strode out the door.

Her eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty, crimson light.

The Children of the Night are not vampires. Although they are a branch of the bloodline, they do not need to drink blood.

However, it's quite normal for such fantastical bloodlines to undergo minor mutations.

What Caitlyn embodies is a thirst for blood and slaughter!

Simply put, the more you kill, the stronger you become!

"Don't move!"

Caitlin led the troops to surround the area, trapping all the troublemakers and fighters, and easily separated those who were not involved in the fighting.

Upon seeing the army surrounding them, the fighters stopped and separated, nervously watching the black iron spears gleaming coldly in the firelight.

"What right do you have to surround us?!"

Just as the troublemakers were about to back down, a defiant voice rang out from the crowd.

This voice was like the backbone of this group; when it rang out, the people around them joined in the shouting.

"Yes! What right do you have to surround us! We're not from the Black Kingdom!"

"Let us go! Give us food!"

"Yes! Doesn't your Black Kingdom advocate human rights? We demand food and weapons!"

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Hearing the shouts of the crowd, even Caitlin, who had fought for ten years and was used to seeing big scenes after emerging from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, couldn't help but laugh in anger at these people.

"What are you thinking? When have things from our Black Kingdom become so easy to take? Take them all!"

Caitlin made a sound of disapproval, and then ordered the arrest of the people in front of her.

"Look! The Black Kingdom is going to kill us! They were never up to any good before!"

"We cannot sit idly by and wait to die!"

"Kill them! We must survive!"

Caitlin listened to these provocative words, which came not from the surrounded crowd, but from those who were not fighting each other.

After these words were spread, even those who tried to believe in the Black Kingdom couldn't help but begin to have doubts.

Some people have even stood up.

Among the crowd, a man dressed in tattered clothes, but with a fair complexion and a beard, was smiling as he watched everything unfold before him.

Bietche looked at the scene with a cold smile.

As a renowned nobleman from the surrounding area, it would be far too easy for him to control these commoners!

Black Kingdom?

snort!

Before us nobles, you northern barbarians are only fit to eat my farts!

And that Caitlin, the Great General of the Black Kingdom, hehehe, I'll arrest you when I stir up trouble!

You want to eat my fart too...? Huh?

Bietche's eyes widened suddenly.

Because Caitlin, whom he had just been fantasizing about, had already appeared in front of him!

"You're the guy who started this trouble, right?"

"What are you talking about? I... I don't know..."

Although terrified, Bitche still managed to mutter a sentence through sheer fear.

"Is that so? But I see murderous intent in your eyes, and a hint of...desire?" Caitlin said, grabbing Budche by the neck and lifting him up.

Although she is a woman, Caitlin was already 1.85 meters tall, and after awakening her bloodline, she grew to 1.9 meters!

Lifting up a pampered nobleman's disciple was incredibly easy!

Caitlin took out a short sword and slashed the other person's cheek. In the moment she saw the blood and tasted fear, she read the other person's memories.

"You think we, the Black Kingdom, are barbarians, and you even want to incite unrest? Hmm, the Golden Sunflower family, huh? A count at that? The Southern Tanno Dynasty has fallen?"

Caitlin sneered, and as she lifted Budchet up and spoke, a group of people silently emerged from the crowd...

The very next second after Caitlin reads minds through fear and reveals the other person's identity.

In an instant, more than a dozen knives suddenly stabbed at Caitlin!

"It's been a week since the star went out, and they still managed to arrange so many professional assassins. That's impressive, but that's about it."

Caitlin smiled. So many assassins closing in at the same time was probably the most dangerous thing she had ever done in her ten years of fighting.

But things are different now. She has changed and a dozen assassins are no threat to her!

"Jingle bells—"

Caitlin swung her short knife sharply, and the sound of clashing rang out.

Caitlin remained standing in place, and in an instant, she accurately subdued all the dozen or so assassins in front of and behind her!

But Caitlin did not stop after she was put in uniform.

"You are all fine warriors, stand up and serve the great Black King!"

As Caitlin spoke, she flicked her wrist, slashing her own arm. The blood that fell was flung out, landing precisely in the mouths of each assassin she had killed.

"Blood Magic: Soul Imprisonment - Flesh Reshaping!"

Caitlin chanted words that no one could understand, and a magic circle rose beneath her feet. The Birthchet in her hand was the offering for this magical ritual!

"Aaaaaah! My body! What have you done?!"

"You, you're a monster!!" Bitchey stared in horror at the scene.

He knew how skilled these assassins were, and this was one of his biggest trump cards in coming here to cause trouble and seize food and weapons.

But now, to be dealt with in such an inhuman way is... unbelievable!

Even more terrifying, his body was being melted away!

As the melting speed increased, the sound of Bitchet grew fainter and fainter, until it completely dissolved and disappeared.

And as he disappeared, the dozen or so assassins who had been killed actually stood up again.

They, or rather, they...

At this moment, he had already been turned into a living corpse by blood magic!

They retain their memories and combat skills from their previous lives, but are completely obedient to the master who awakened them, unable to disobey or resist!

"Aaaaaah! It's sorcery!"

"Help!"

"Don't kill me! Don't eat me!"

The ordinary refugees who witnessed this scene screamed in terror and tried to run towards the outer perimeter, but were blocked by soldiers holding up their spears.

Meanwhile, the rioters who were surrounded had already knelt down and kept kowtowing to Caitlin to apologize.

"General, you are mighty!"

"General, you are mighty!"

"General, you are mighty!"

In contrast, the soldiers of the Black Kingdom showed no fear whatsoever.

The soldiers of the Black Kingdom showed no fear whatsoever at the blood magic displayed by their general; they only worshipped it!

After all, all of this is contained in their inherited memories!

Caitlin stands with one hand on her hip, looking dashing and confident.

More than ten zombies stood in a row, quietly awaiting their master's orders.

He shouted towards the other side, "Find out those who are just passive participants, and kill all the rest who started it!"

Caitlin sniffed with relish, the smell of blood intoxicating her. She laughed and said, "But don't worry, death isn't the end of your atonement. After death, you will still have to pay for your sins!"

"I will extract your souls to continue serving the great Black Kingdom!"

(End of this chapter)