Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System

Up in the sky the crazy girl who was leisurely laying down on the air with a bored expression while stealing some glances at Daimon from afar, felt the glare of the enemy queen and casually turned her head around.

“What, do you want to give up?”, she said.

The provoking and clearly mocking tone of Sarah, naturally made the enemy queen feel as if her blood was boiling but given that they had already exchanged words during the previous non-official rounds, she knew that if she were to let the crazy girl anger her, it would be her victory, the enemy queen instead grinned to then say.

“You surely look to be having an easy time, are you so sure that your pieces will survive, I have a prepared something special for you…”, the enemy queen was interrupted midway by Sarah who waved her hand towards the enemy queen.

A metallic “clang” followed by the sizzling sound of something being corroded made the enemy queen grit her teeth, Sarah casually threw a poisoned needle towards her face, of course it was stopped by the barrier that prevented them from fighting before the conditions were met.

“Ahhh, this is so boring, why can’t I just rip off your head to exchange it for a nice reward”, mumbled the crazy girl, completely ignoring the enemy queen who seemed to be about to explode.

‘This bitch, how dare you try to ruin my beautiful face which was personally praised by the Lord!!!’, she inwardly screamed, throwing away any thoughts of keeping a cool attitude, that being said and as much as she wanted to kill Sarah, she didn’t try to attack her.

“I would like to see if you can keep that nasty attitude after you see the result of the first fight”, she said as she pointed towards east.

Sarah didn’t bother to say anything, she simply looked at the first battlefield, where three people had just appeared, naturally they were Purplehaze, the pirate who tagged along and Lance.

Then a strange scene unfolded, the pirate which was a bishop piece, immediately ran away, it was not to make use of the increased range of effect granted to him due to his piece, but he instead seemed to be running as if his life depended on it.

The answer to the previous strange situation was given a second later when Lance heard cracking sounds coming from Purplehaze’s body.

“Mm?”, Lance frowned, he saw Purplehaze taking out a sword to then charge towards him, it is widely known that he the trump card of the neo nobles is a close combat expert, not to mention he has earth affinity, while Purplehaze has darkness and poison affinity and excels in long ranged battles, in other words everyone knew that in a direct confrontation, Purplehaze would stand no chance against Lance.

That being said, a second previous to the clash, Lance noticed something strange in Purplehaze’s eyes, the brown half of his two-colored spear which was repaired after Daimon broke it during their fight back then, shone and an invisible connection was stablished between it and the ground.

“Boooom!”, both weapons met and the result was quite unexpected, a small mound in the vicinity exploded as if it was hammered by a giant, sparks flew from the clash between Lance’s spear and Purplehaze’s sword, not to mention that the ground below them cracked due to the impact

“Tsk, so you did notice in the end, I guess it is still too hard for me to conceal it”, said Purplehaze as he stopped the clash by throwing a stream of darkness mana towards Lance forcing him to take a step backwards to dodge.

Lance didn’t lose track of that random attack from Purplehaze and saw how it pierced a hole through the solid rock where it landed, unlike what one would expect it didn’t corrode the stone but directly shattered it, in other words it was a physical impact.

‘Darkness mana with physical impact instead of corrosion… no that was the nether mentioned by Daimon, that still doesn’t explain that strength akin to a knight though’, thought Lance.

That’s right, during the previous clash, Lance judged Purplehaze to have used physical strength on par with a middle rank knight lord, the problem is that Purplehaze is a mage and he isn’t a magic beast descendant so there is no simple explanation for him to have obtained such physical strength.

It’s not like mages can’t have high physical strength, Lance himself is a mage who fights in close combat after all, but he obtained the capacity to do so through a combination of classic old physical training as well as his earth element affinity.

“Is that strength the ability you obtained due to that energy called nether?”, asked Lance to which Purplehaze smirked.

“I thought you would take a few attacks before realizing, amazing right, granting a mage the ability to clash head on with a knight without the need of any boosting spell nor the use of magic weapons…”, unfortunately for Purplehaze, Lance interrupted his great monologue.

“It couldn’t have been easier to notice, you haven’t properly integrated this new strength into your fighting style properly, or perhaps you were this lousy to begin with”, he casually said as he rolled his spear a couple of times.

Purplehaze felt a vein pop on his neck, his gaze changed once again, the ground cracked below his feet and the next thing that happened is that he had turned into a blur that appeared in front of Lance.

“Let’s see you surviving this “lousy” fighting style!”.

“Clang!”.

“Booom!”.

What followed was Purplehaze’s sword clashing against Lance’s spear like before, once again the ground in the vicinity took the impact thanks to Lance’s innate ability, the difference was that the impact was stronger as the countless pieces of broken stone that flew everywhere, suggested.

That and the fact that Lance found himself attacked by two black streams of energy, forcing him to stamp the ground and raise a rock wall in order to buy enough time to retreat.

“Booom!”, naturally a simple rock wall which wasn’t even a spell couldn’t block that attack and was destroyed in a second but it was enough for Lance to recover his stance, as the rock wall crumbled, he saw the origin of those two streams of nether from earlier.

Unlike the first time they clashed, Purplehaze didn’t let go of the grip on his sword to launch an energy attack, those attacks came out of nowhere hence why they took Lance by surprise.

“The fact that I am now physically strong doesn’t mean I have lost my capacity to use spells, after all I specialize in middle distance combat”, said Purplehaze.

Lance previously slightly excited expression disappeared as he saw the pair of black nether arms that extended from Purplehaze’s shoulders.

Not having obtained the reaction he expected, Purplehaze frowned.

“What, weren’t you the one who wanted to see the fighting style in which I trained the longest, so what’s up with that expression!”, he shouted.

“It was my fault, for a second I thought you were able to cast magic from other parts of your body, like him, but I guess I expected too much so I felt disappointed after seeing that cheap trick”, said Lance as he gazed in the generic direction where Sarah and the enemy queen were floating.

Purplehaze didn’t need to think too much to know whom was Lance referring to, after all he saw the fights of the previous round and knew that Daimon observed the clash between the queens quite closely.

And he saw red, nether overflowed out of his body like a broken dam and then Lance saw large number of black streams gather from all over the vicinity, surrounding the area of fifty meters around Purplehaze.

Far from there, up in the sky, Sarah saw the sudden appearance of a black space and she raised an eyebrow, remembering the scene from back when Purplehaze fought Daimon.

“That is…”, she mumbled while she glared at the black nether which had a tinge of red mixed into it.

The enemy queen whose name is Sheilla by the way, saw the crazy girl’s reaction and grinned.

“I was also surprised, a Lord ranked with the capacity to use a smaller version of a Domain, but as talented as that guy might be, he was only able to perfect this capacity after my Lord granted him a blessing”.

Daimon’s attention was momentarily drawn by Purplehaze, back then he had managed to forcefully accelerate the creation of a “Manifestation” after absorbing a lot of magic resources which were given to him by Abaris, resulting in a half-assed version of the Manifestation used by the talented natives of the four galaxies.

But now that changed, in many ways, for starters he wasn’t resonating with mana like a normal Manifestation would, but with nether, under normal circumstances the latter has a much more destructive power yes and it also comes along with other special effects, however unlike mana, nether doesn’t naturally exist in the atmosphere.

At least not in Neptune, Kerrol or the four galaxies, the exception would be Draim where nether can be found within some dimensional tunnels, which extends all the way to Neptune through said tunnels, like the one that exists below Thea’s castle at the Maelstrom Sea or other cracks in the space that appear there as well.

So, the nether that gathered around Purplehaze came from the atmosphere of this place, it was the advantage of being the local force.

Also, Daimon had seen the artificial nethereals of the Arch rank have their Domains corrupted due their transformation, but this was the first nether Manifestation he has seen and it was different, in his eyes Purplehaze didn’t look like an artificial nethereal who was transformed from another race, he wasn’t still there but his energy firm somewhat resembled that of Agrak, in other words he had it on him to become a full-fledged nethereal.

On the other hand, it’s not like it didn’t come with a price, the poison element that used to be present in Purplehaze’s Manifestation from back then, was completely eliminated, only darkness as well as whatever trait he used to awaken nether, remained.

“Do you know why the bishop ran away as soon as he could, that is because he didn’t want to be caught in the middle of that and that is the power my Lord offers you”, said the enemy queen, making Sarah who was lost in her thoughts, return to the real world.

“What you offer me to become weaker, that idiot lost his poison affinity”, casually said the crazy girl, to which the enemy queen snorted.

“Humph, what do you know, nether is way more volatile than the mana used by mortals, since a strong emotion mixed into it, only the Lord and his peers can wield nether based on different elements and emotions”.

“You should feel honored that your race has a good compatibility with nether and that my Lord values that talent enough to grant your cousin such a blessing, give up and worship my Lord and you’ll get something even better!”, she exclaimed with a blindly excited voice, only for the crazy girl to smirk in response.

She didn’t even bother to say anything and simply held onto Daimon’s right arm while mockingly gazing at Sheilla, making the enemy queen’s chest fill with anger.

Ignoring the fact the crazy girl was using the enemy queen as an excuse to cling onto him at every given chance, Daimon found interesting that the enemy queen didn’t seem to know about Sarah’s identity as the daughter of the Lord she served.

“Stop playing around and kill him already!”, shouted the enemy queen.

‘This bitch, if the Lord didn’t want me to bring you alive to him, I would have killed you, whatever, only she has to survive’, she thought before looking in Purplehaze battlefield’s direction.

Back at the fight, Lance saw the nether that had gathered around Purplehaze, shrink sidewards to then extend frontwards, at the same time Purplehaze turned into a black flash that landed in front of him, his sword pointing at his neck.

“Clang!”, sparks flew as Lance intercepted the incoming sword which was cladded in nether, with his spear, he didn’t have the time to counterattack before a pair of black streams threatened with piercing his chest.

With a swift maneuver, Lance jumped backwards dodging the nether streams shot by the pair of energy arms that came out of Purplehaze’s shoulders.

“What happened, weren’t you looking down on my close combat abilities, so why are you running!”, shouted Purplehaze, his image flashed and he appeared behind Lance with his sword aiming towards his waist.

Unfortunately for Purplehaze, Lance saw through him and while using his spear to parry the sword, he kicked Purplehaze before the nether arms on his shoulders could launch their energy attacks.

“Aghh”, Purplehaze felt as if he was hit by a mountain and was thrown backwards, he didn’t expect Lance to interrupt his combo by attacking him.

He quickly recomposed, giving Lance a chance to see that the area where he kicked had a black membrane made of nether covering his skin, in other words he used nether to lessen the impact, that being said he couldn’t block it completely and a bruise was left as a result.

“Even real knights whose battle auras don’t focus on defense have to train like hell in order to reinforce their bodies and here you are, a mage who suddenly decided to fight in close combat as if it was something easy”, said Lance as he rolled his spear and calmly changed his stance.

Lance is quite a calm and composed person, he rarely gets angry, but Julia who was watching the fight could tell that he was furious, as for the reason, neo nobles in general take pride in their fighting prowess, they are commoners who achieved a great status based solely on the strength of their fists after all.

And Lance as the one who represents the young generation of the neo nobles, trained like a madman until he became one of the strongest within his range of age, he became a mage who can fight head on against even magic beasts and isn’t afraid of knights, so he found Purplehaze’s current fighting style insulting.

‘This bastard, he is mocking me!’, inwardly cursed Purplehaze, the gaze in his eyes changed like before, something that didn’t escape Lance’s sight.

Lance’s pupils contracted a bit, his instincts told him to raise his guard just in time, the area where Purplehaze was standing exploded raising a curtain of dust and the next thing he knew was that a whistling sound came towards his face.

“Boooom!”, Lance used his spear to block the sword which violently descended from above, his feet sank into the ground due to the clash, but he didn’t falter, since the majority of the impact was transferred to the ground in the vicinity which caused a tremor.

This time released the grip on his right hand and threw a punch towards Purplehaze’s chest, he had already confirmed that the nether the enemy used wasn’t defense oriented, so his attacks were critical for Purplehaze.

But this time the attack didn’t land, to Lance’s surprise another pair of nether arms sprouted out of Purplehaze’s body, this time the origin were his sides, more accurately at the lower part of his ribcage.

Lance’s punch was stopped by the new pair of nether arms and the other pair which came out of his shoulders finished preparing their stream attacks.

“Go to hell!”, Purplehaze wildly exclaimed, he had held Lance in place so he couldn’t dodge and his spear was busy blocking the sword and, in this position, he couldn’t launch a strong kick.

But then, the expression of despair that Purplehaze expected to see on Lance’s face as the black streams of nether were shot right at his neck, didn’t appear, instead of that he casually said.

“Sweep”, with that single word, the light green half of his spear shone and a strong current of wind deflected the black nether streams, dragging them far from Lance and giving him a chance to break out of Purplehaze’s imprisonment, by destroying the secondary pair of nether arms with sheer brute force.

“Try and block this!”, the two pair of nether arms pointed at Lance and four black streams were shot towards him, at the same time he fiercely rushed towards Lance, this time he attacked from afar and only then approached for close combat, in other words Purplehaze had thrown out the pretention of defeating Lance in the fighting style in which he had expertise.

Lance deflected the nether attacks with a strong whirlwind and then intercepted Purplehaze’s sword with his spear, the two of them flashed through the battlefield while exchanging blows, causing a disaster wherever they went.

The bishop who had run as far as he could to distance himself from Purplehaze, was pale as a paper sheet.

‘That crazy bastard, he would have turned me into mincemeat with those attacks of his…’, he thought only to be screamed at by Purplehaze.

“What the hell are you doing you useless piece of trash, follow the plan if you don’t want to be killed by me!”.

The bishop returned to the real world upon listening to the threatening voice of Purplehaze.

“Damn it… I don’t care anymore, Mirage!”, the bishop, a water mage raised his staff and casted a strange spell, given the current situation.

Mirage is a Lord ranked water element spell, it has no attack power nor any special effects, it simply created an illusion on those who are targeted by it.

Surprisingly the spell wasn’t aimed at Lance, who put some distance between Purplehaze and himself, just in case, the spell landed on Purplehaze’s back.

‘Infighting… no it was aimed at him on purpose’, thought Lance.

Purplehaze who was looking downwards a second ago, glared at Lance, he exhaled a black current of nether which made Lance frown.

“That gaze again”, he mumbled.

This time Purplehaze didn’t resort to mockery, he violently exploded in black nether and the Manifestation that surrounded him, intensified and moved to block Lance in every direction.

“Booom!”, this time the sound of the ground exploding came a second late, since Purplehaze had broken the barrier of sound at the moment of charging towards Lance who blocked with his spear.

“Clang!”, the spear vibrated due to the strong impact, surprisingly even after transferring the attack to the ground with his innate ability, he couldn’t prevent his spear from being affected.

What’s more, Lance was pushed a few steps backwards, Purplehaze showed no reaction unlike before, the previously vaguely shaped pairs of nether arms which had turned into much more solid and strong looking arms with claws at their ends shot black streams of nether at the same time.

“Sweep”, Lance casted his wind spell deflected two of the four black streams successfully, as for the remaining two, he stomped his right foot and a stone wall raised, blocking them.

“Booom!”, the stone wall was immediately destroyed and Purplehaze, recklessly crossed through the rain of broken rocks to continue his barrage of attacks.

Once again, they became a stream of destruction that devastated the battlefield, the difference being that Purplehaze had the upper hand this time around, also the poor bishop had started to run once again, since Purplehaze guided the battle in his direction.

From afar Daimon who had Sarah stuck to him like bubblegum, raised an eyebrow after spying into the mirage that the bishop was making Purplehaze see, he couldn’t help but look at the crazy girl to then say.

“You already knew it right, what was the emotion used for that guy’s nether?”.

Sarah giggled in response.

“Of course, that’s why I said he is a loser~”, said the crazy girl.

The mirage that the bishop used and that caused Purplehaze’s strength to soar in this way, was Daimon, his image was overlaid on Lance, in other words Purplehaze’s nether was somewhat related to his hatred for Daimon.