Chapter 91 - Ghost Blade

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I don't understand.

Ghost Blade took a few steps back. The spear that penetrated his chest stuck out through his back. He looked down at his chest, both eyes wavering. The spear was soaked red with blood from the wound.

His gaze moved a little further down.

The sword in his hand dropped to the ground powerlessly with a clang. His red aura scattered away in the dark. Ghost Blade opened his mouth to say something, but what came out was only red, sticky blood, not a voice. He vomited blood many times and then looked at Lee Sungmin with trembling eyes.

"How?"

He asked. It was a short question. It was also the question that Lee Sungmin had asked himself.

'How?'

How did he do it? He didn't know himself. Thousands of questions and answers flooded his mind during this momentary distraction.

He thought he was weak. So he did it. But why did he do it? He didn't want to remain weak. He didn't want to be ashamed.

He didn't want to give up. He didn't want to hesitate. He wanted to be different from his previous life. So, this is how it turned out. This is Lee Sungmin now. He had had a different experience from his previous life, thought differently, and now became a different kind of character.

He wondered whether it was serious. Maybe his subconscious pushed him to attack. There was no way of knowing. He hadn't had much experience like this. When he had fought against Aine, it felt a little more... certain. There was such a feeling.

But not now. Like a cow backing up and trampling a rat. It was his subconscious that slashed out and pierced his enemy with the spear.

It was just a few seconds ago. Ghost Blade was faster than Lee Sungmin's spear. He was closer than the spear. Nevertheless, Lee Sungmin wasn't able to take advantage of it and Ghost Blade would have had the upper hand. In the end, he wouldn't have been able to avoid Ghost Blade's sword and would be struck by it.

But the result turned out like this instead. Lee Sungmin's spear pierced past the sword and was driven into Ghost Blade's chest. He didn't understand why.

'What did you do?'

"Ko-heup!"

Ghost Blade vomited blood. He gripped his sword again and swung it towards Lee Sungmin. It was slow and too late to hit Lee Sungmin but sharp enough to cut through the spear piercing through his chest. He took a few steps back and grasped the spear that impaled him, bleeding through tightly shut lips.

"You are... how... what... ?"

Ghost Blade stuttered and asked. Neither of them understood the current situation. Ghost Blade was using his Self Protection Force. Even if Lee Sungmin's attack was faster than his sword, it should have been blocked by that Self Protection Force.

It should have. That's right. Of course, it should have been like that.

But it was pierced through.

Why?

"Kekeuke... !"

But one thing was clear. Ghost Blade was fatally wounded. No matter how much a vampire's immortality is said to increase during a full moon night, Ghost Blade was unable to pay the price. He was powerful because he was a veteran warrior before he was a vampire.

That wasn't all. Ghost Blade had never been a vampire before. What he wanted was an unaging body, and by becoming a vampire, he got it. The body was in its prime. Although he wanted a young body, craving human blood was a drawback that Ghost Blade, who had lived as a human, could not ignore.

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