Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

*Bang!*

Since the third round, the people outside became more violent, hammering and hitting the doors constantly while Nikolai and Selene were too immersed in their mutual blood frenzy. Now calmed the poor vampire with a weaker body and flopped on her side while breathing gently.

"I guess you are exhausted now..."

Nikolai stroked her soft skin before rolling her onto her back and cleaning his mess with a wipe, his eyes gazing at the door, still vibrating with their annoying calls for them to come out. "To think you really were a virgin after being so confident."

'Let's deal with the guests and grow stronger. All so I can protect this lonely and beautiful woman.'

Nikolai's hand stroked her cheek.

The arrogant and easily annoyed Selene vanished, replaced by a soft and gentle woman who sought his comfort and love.

He couldn't deny that he desired for this to happen—however, as he lifted his head and gazed at the door, part of him wished he could have resisted her charms when she started goading him into it earlier. "I wanted to give you a better first time... sorry."

Nikolai wore only his loose pants, something bought from the arena; they could become tight or loose like lounge pants as he opened the door and kicked out before rushing into the corridor, sealing the door behind him.

His kick sent one of the weaker squires smashing into the opposite wall, a strange blue glow showing before the damage vanished.

'Is that some kind of magic or art?' Nikolai thought to himself as he turned to face the seven males. No, there were even more waiting further along the corridor.

"Who the fuck are you?! Why are you coming out of the princess's room half-naked!" A male with short red hair shouted, his hands stained by what seemed to be flower petals.

Nikolai felt their hostile gazes and shrugged his shoulders while letting his core pulsate and pump black blood to his arms, transforming them instantly into his Devil Wolf form with distorted size and shape, but now the hands were healed with huge black claws.

"Me? I am the one who will slay you, and the princess is already my mate. Why wouldn't we be naked together?"

[Be careful, Nikolai—most of them are within your ability to beat them, but some need you to enter your hybrid state using the devil's blood to the limit...]

'I know. Thanks to Selene and Nikita, I could practise using my Obsidian Tide constantly on them while enjoying sex.'

His eyes, while in their black form, could detect and approximate the strength of monsters roughly his level and below; for stronger creatures, it took a few seconds to look at them.

'Luckily, those strong ones are still watching over there. So let's devour these dumb cuckolds first.'

***

Meanwhile, lying on the bed, a pair of deep crimson eyes opened slowly, her long, silky lashes fluttering with a glossy sheen coming from her body. Selene awoke, and hugged her shoulders, with her lips curling into a deep smile.

"Idiot... of course, it was amazing. You don't need to make it any better or apologise... I loved every moment, stupid wolf... don't get hurt..."

Her body felt like someone dragged her through a mountain and slammed her around, aches, throbbing pains and her swollen part that still oozed his essence with the thick scent of Nikolai, making the lovely princess blush and cover her face.

"Ah... It's still so much, even though he wiped me clean...."

Although her face looked embarrassed, she seemed adorable. Her eyes suddenly snapped towards the left and right.

She could sense powerful vampires, some likely older thralls or squires, but there was a single vampire with at least a low-class noble blood who was strong enough to kill Nikolai at his current strength.

"Wilhelmina! If those fools attack him, kill them!"

The next moment, from the side room, a beautiful werewolf with her silver hair and eyes void of emotion and her body glistening with a silver aura stepped towards the exit.

"As you wish, my lady, I will protect our lord."

Wilhelmina's words caused the vampire princess to turn bright red as she hid under her pillows, hitting them several times before slowly pulling her face out, looking at the back of Wilhelmina while pulling out her tongue.

"Jerk... if you lose, I won't let you touch me again, hehe. I hope he comes back soon... my bed feels cold now he isn't here to keep me warm."

***

Outside, the bodies of three males flung out, the black claw of Nikolai tearing apart their throat with a simple swipe, his eyes emitting a strange red trail of aura as his gaze snapped between the enemies, lingering on the stronger targets longer.

It was the same gaze that he couldn't use when he fought in the past, but now it could analyse his enemy more efficiently and quickly.

'Good, they are weak. I can use my Obsidian Focus and Eye at the same time now... How useful.'

Obsidian Eye allowed him to analyse the enemy's power and approximate level of strength while enhancing his vision.

This ability was incredibly handy, especially since he felt it could still evolve further, such as finding weaknesses both in combat and during his nightly battles with his wives.

'But I am still not proficient, and the energy cost is quite draining.'

He could only maintain it in a combat state now, using his Vermillion Essence with Red pupils and silver limbal ring because it increased the power and efficiency of his blood arts. This also meant his physical body was weaker in this form. Compared to the form which used Celestial Aura and Obsidian Tide to boost his physical powers to the limits.

'Against these weaklings, though, I am fine with just this. After all, they are just cannon fodder that is a waste to use too much blood essence for.'

His body moved with ethereal grace, able to see the hands and limbs lunging and sweeping towards him, using his brutal claws to reap the lives of his enemies or at least take most of their blood crystals.

However, when he went for the fourth kill, his body suddenly stopped, a powerful hand gripping his wrist, the fingers digging into his flesh and crushing his bone with a grip that made even him wince at the pain.

'What?!'

He turned to see a burly male, a full head above his height and almost twice his width, and then a fist came flying into his ribs.

Nikolai coughed and felt something snap, but the pain faded quickly, and he recovered before kicking off the floor, his other hand swiping at the male's face. The sharp nails tore a gash on his cheek, which bled profusely before stopping, and a grin appeared on the male's face.

'He let me hit him... fuck... I can't see his strength. He's not a normal enemy!'

With a sudden movement, Nikolai aimed at the other thralls behind him. Like a bloodthirsty and feral werewolf, he attacked them, ignoring the tall male who blocked him from his fourth kill.

"Get him!"

"Shit, he dared to cut Lord Baldon's face!"

"Kill the fucker!"

The Lord Baldon they spoke of stood watching as Nikolai began to massacre the low and mid-level thralls like they were insects, his lips curling into a wicked grin as the distance between Baldon and Nikolai grew larger as he moved along the corridor and made his way away from the strongest vampire.

"Lord Baldon! Are you okay?! Did that bastard's attack damage you?!"

A young vampire with a sword made of blood approached the tall man, looking worried.

"Hmm? Who are you? Isn't that the Faust family blood art?" Lord Baldon spoke in a deep voice while looking at the male with one eye while the other gazed at Nikolai, his lips forming a grin.

The Baldon family of vampires could manipulate their organs and blood perfectly, allowing him to use his eyes to view two different things. His reaction time was lower than 0.01 seconds, and he could move his organs from the deadly attacks of enemies.

They weren't nobles, but at the knight level of vampire, and he would one day reach the true title of Vampire Lord thanks to his sponsor, one of the high noble families who hates the Tepes clan and their peaceful leadership.

"Lord Baldon... it is me, Adrian Faust, A squire of the Faust family. We were at the academy together..."

"Huh? Oh, you. I don't remember you... But that wolf bastard is pretty good. He killed six of our weakest members within seconds, and now he's killing the slightly stronger thralls and that squire... he's served his family for five or six years, yet he cannot win."

Baldon turned to watch as the werewolf's claws tore apart another throat, his hands moving like someone playing a harp, brutal moves but with an elegant and flowing movement. "He also seems skilled in martial arts... I don't want to kill him, to be honest. Why are the nobles so annoying?"

"Huh?! What do you mean? Lord Baldon... he is the enemy! Someone who has blasphemed against our race by sullying our beloved princess!"

Lord Baldon only moved his focus to Adrian for a moment before he turned to face Nikolai, who was kicked from behind by another strong squire, but the werewolf killed two others before securing his landing, now breathing heavily with his right arm turning silver.

'It seems he has reached his limit... I really don't want to see him die here, though—should I save him? He would make a great training partner and rival one day...'

Baldon's figure faded as he rushed forward, but his voice echoed, causing many of the squires and thralls to feel confused by them.

"But, is it so wrong for the princess to fall in love?"