A crimson light began to glow from the magic circle.
Then—
It fired.
A beam of condensed destruction slammed down, engulfing Varin completely. The ground beneath him shattered as the attack bored deeper and deeper, an unending pillar of burning mana.
Duo dropped to his knees, laughing like a madman.
Blood dripped from his lips, his hands clasped together as multiple magic circles spiraled around his arms.
"There's nothing I can't kill!" he screamed.
"And you'll be added to that list!"
Everyone turned toward him.
Dracula didn't react.
"Didn't you hear him?!" Diana shouted. "Varin is going to die!"
Silence.
Dracula simply watched.
Diana's face twisted in confusion.
"...Why are you so cruel?" she muttered.
Dracula turned his gaze to her.
She froze instantly, regret flooding her expression.
"I-I didn't mean—"
"If you want to help him," Dracula cut in calmly, "go ahead."
"Nice work distracting him," Duo laughed, glancing at Uno.
Uno didn't respond.
Is this really enough...?
His grip tightened.
No... something's wrong.
My instincts are screaming....
Inside the beam....
Varin grinned.
The air shifted.
Heavy.
Crushing.
Uno, Duo, Rebecca, and Diana all staggered, their bodies forced downward by an invisible weight.
Then—
BOOM
Crimson mana erupted from below.
The beam shattered.
The magic circle above cracked—then tore apart completely.
The attack collapsed.
In the next instant—
Varin stood in front of Duo.
Axe resting lazily on his shoulder.
Duo's eyes widened.
He tried to move—
Varin's foot came down, pinning him in place.
"Shit—!"
Duo's arm morphed into a blade, slashing toward Varin's neck.
"You were the one behind that," Varin said calmly.
The blade shattered on contact.
Duo froze.
Then—panic.
He tore his own body free, flesh ripping apart as he tried to escape.
Too late.
Varin's hand wrapped around his throat.
"Take it like a good boy," he said, smiling like a man possessed.
He dropped his axe.
And forced his hand down Duo's throat.
Duo thrashed violently, his foot dissolving into blood in a desperate attempt to escape. Blades formed, stabbing wildly—
Each one shattered against Varin's body.
Uno rushed forward
and was slammed back by an invisible force.
Above, Dracula's gaze lifted.
The phantom veil was tearing.
A crack stretched across it—widening—spilling into reality beyond.
Through it—
Satellites.
Planets.
The damage was spreading outward.
"...This isn't good," he thought.
Crack.
Duo went still.
Varin slowly pulled his hand out.
Duo's heart rested in his palm.
He dropped it.
The body collapsed.
Varin turned.
Uno stood frozen.
His vision distorted.
For a split second—
Varin had a horn.
Then it was gone.
"...The Right Horn of Dracula..." Uno whispered, trembling.
Varin picked up his axe.
"Don't get cold feet now."
He vanished.
Weapons clashed.
Uno barely kept up, desperately parrying each strike.
"Come on," Varin laughed. "Put your back into it!"
One final clash—
CRACK
Both weapons shattered.
The building gave way.
They grabbed each other mid-fall.
And started swinging.
Fists crashed into skulls over and over—
Varin, laughing.
Uno, surviving.
Barely.
Then—
Uno's arm disappeared.
Blood exploded across Varin's face.
Varin didn't stop.
One more strike—
Uno's skull collapsed.
Silence.
Varin released the body.
It fell.
Dracula and the others descended from above.
"How was the fight?" Dracula asked.
Varin shrugged.
"...Meh. Nice warm-up."
Dracula raised a hand.
All the blood on Varin's body peeled away instantly.
Across the room—
Mr. Carter grabbed his son, trying to flee.
Dracula turned.
"As for you two..."
The boy froze.
His body began to swell—
"No—wait—!"
He exploded into a pool of blood.
The father collapsed, staring in horror.
In the next instant—
Dracula stood before him.
A small cut.
A drop of blood.
Dracula tasted it.
"...So I can still do it," he muttered.
His gaze lifted.
"I don't need you anymore."
The man's body expanded—
And burst.
Diana and Rebecca stood frozen.
Confused.
Horrified.
"We're leaving," Dracula said.
Varin glanced upward.
"...Yeah. That's bad."
A magic circle formed beneath them.
Light swallowed the room—
And they vanished.
Behind them....The phantom veil collapsed completely.
A Few Hours Later — The Battlefield
A man stood at the ruined site.
Elongated ears twitched slightly.
Silver hair swayed with the wind.
A black haori rested on his shoulders, a golden tree embedded at its center, shimmering with a faint silver glow.
His eyes—clear, reflective, almost mirror-like—swept across the destruction.
Nearby, two Divine Visionaries stood frozen under his gaze.
"...There goes my holiday," he muttered.
He walked toward two bodies covered with tarps.
Kneeling, he lifted one.
For a brief moment, even his expression shifted.
"...What kind of animal does this to a person?"
He glanced back.
"Hey. You two... were you able to identify them?"
The female Visionary tensed, her voice catching.
"C-Calm down," he added lightly. "I'm not here to bite you. Take your time."
She swallowed.
"Yes... it took a while, but we identified them. They operated in the magical underworld on Earth. Vampires... bounty hunters."
She hesitated.
"It seems their last mission came from a man named Mr. Carter. Whatever they were sent to kill... was far beyond them."
The man nodded slowly.
"...Predator turned prey."
A pause.
"...What a waste."
He stood.
"And Mr. Carter?"
"He... and his son... were found as a pool of blood and organs."
The man sighed, waving dismissively.
"You're free to go."
She didn't hesitate—she left immediately.
Alone, the man scanned the area once more.
Then he looked up.
"...So. An S-tier."
His eyes narrowed slightly.
And in the next instant
He vanished.
Space — The Solar System
Val Hellsing stood on the moon.
Silent. Still.
His eyes were closed, but his mind wasn't.
Around him—
Planets drifted, scarred with massive ruptures.
Divine Visionaries floated across space, maintaining enormous magic circles, restoring planetary damage before collapse could spread further.
A voice broke the silence.
"What's troubling the great Val Hellsing?"
Val's eyes snapped open.
He turned—
And immediately dropped to one knee.
"Sorcerer Supreme Eun-jae—It's an honor to be in your—"
"Enough," Eun-jae cut him off. "I don't like formalities."
His gaze lingered on Val.
...Fear?
Val slowly stood.
"I hate not being able to sense them," he admitted quietly.
Then, more firmly:
"But what are you doing here? The situation is under control."
Eun-jae folded his arms.
"I'm not supposed to be here," he said.
"But when I felt that surge of power... I knew no Visionary on Earth could handle it."
His eyes sharpened slightly.
"So I stepped in."
A pause.
"This is unlike you," he added. "You're usually not this... tense."
Val let out a dry chuckle.
"This one feels personal."
"...Because it was a vampire?" Eun-jae asked.
Val froze.
"...That too."
Silence lingered between them.
Then—
"Sir," Val continued, "is it possible this incident is connected to the planets that went missing?"
Eun-jae tilted his head slightly.
"...No."
He spoke calmly.
"This was nothing more than a display of power... poorly contained."
Val frowned.
"But how can you be sure?"
Eun-jae raised a finger, pointing to his eyes.
"In all the realms, I possess the keenest sight."
A faint smile touched his lips.
"If Dracula hasn't left Eryndor... then you're free to question him."
A pause.
"...Or kill him again."
His tone hardened slightly.
"But do not let your emotions push you into breaking our peace with Sanguinastra."
Val straightened.
"I won't jeopardize years of peace."
Eun-jae nodded.
"Good."
Then he stepped closer.
"Here's my advice."
"Accept your loss."
Val's expression tightened.
"Announce to the realms that Dracula walks again. Show them his face."
Val's eyes widened slightly.
"That would spread fear."
Eun-jae smiled faintly.
"And we Sorcerer Supremes will deal with that fear."
Silence.
"Well," Eun-jae said lightly, turning away, "it seems you have things under control."
"I'll take my leave."
He paused for just a moment.
Dracula... what do you want?
And then—
He vanished.