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Chapter 156 - The Observer of the Fourth Primogenitor

What is a Beast Vassal?

Is it a summoned creature raised in a vampire's blood and controlled by the vampire?

No. The true nature of a Beast Vassal is a weapon of the Deva, a tool of war, and the embodiment of true calamity.

They are living entities that exist like curses.

Calamitous creatures that, by their mere presence, bring endless disasters to the world.

Even when residing in the body of a vampire with negative life force, Beast Vassals are terrifying monsters capable of easily draining life energy, magic, memories, and even the existence of the vampire itself.

This isn't the most frightening aspect of Beast Vassals. More terrifying than their destructive power is the pollution they cause to memories.

To maintain their physical form, an uncontrolled Beast Vassal will relentlessly absorb information (memories) from intelligent beings around it.

The existence of a Beast Vassal itself is an anomaly that should not appear in this world.

Rather than controlling Beast Vassals, vampires are more accurately restricting them, even weakening them through continuous reproduction.

As for the three Primogenitors? They are merely restrainers of the Beast Vassals.

Though they've stood at the world's pinnacle for thousands of years, the three Primogenitors have never forgotten the sight of countless Primogenitor-level Beast Vassals roaming the continent, destroying this world.

The three of them were merely lucky survivors of that great war, protected by Cain. No one knows the horror of Beast Vassals better than they do.

This is also why they allowed the Blazing Banquet to be held multiple times, letting the Fourth Primogenitor emerge and die repeatedly. The purpose was to weaken the Fourth Primogenitor's twelve Beast Vassals through the recurring Blazing Banquet.

Since the Fourth Primogenitor has no descendants, she lacks the ability to divide the Beast Vassals' power through reproduction, thus unable to weaken their strength.

What's more despairing is that the Fourth Primogenitor's Beast Vassals were created by the Deva, the strongest Beast Vassals forged with the guidance of the stars and the Deva' hatred.

If other vampires' Beast Vassals cannot be summoned after leaving Earth for another world, the Fourth Primogenitor's Beast Vassals can be summoned freely without any restrictions.

This is why the Fourth Primogenitor is called the strongest Primogenitor. Her twelve Beast Vassals are like natural disasters without any limits.

Now, something even more terrifying has happened: the twelfth Beast Vassal of the Fourth Primogenitor has mutated, becoming far more fearsome than the Beast Vassal that truly destroyed the Deva.

The Deva, as a civilization capable of traversing the universe, how could their technological level compare to Earth's current state? Unfortunately, Cain back then betrayed the Deva for Earth. He used nearly all of the Deva' resources and collaborated with the three Primogenitors to initiate the Cleansing.

He turned 6,452 Primogenitor-level Beast Vassals on Earth into warheads and sealed them in another world.

The less powerful Beast Vassals were sealed within the bodies of the three Primogenitors, forming the seventy-two Beast Vassals of the First Primogenitor, nineteen of the Second Primogenitor, and twenty-seven of the Third Primogenitor.

Through the Cleansing, they transformed their race into vampires, allowing the dangerous power of these Beast Vassals to be passed down through generations via blood, thus weakening their strength.

Everything went smoothly until Aslan's arrival, until the twelfth Beast Vassal displayed a terrifying power beyond the three Primogenitors' comprehension.

"The power shown by the twelfth Beast Vassal is too great. If it goes out of control, no one can predict what will happen."

The First Primogenitor, Juranbarada, spoke gravely. For the sake of Earth's safety and the agreement and promise with Cain, he would protect this world no matter what.

"And I strongly suspect the Origin has been completely devoured."

"The signals from the various preparations we and the Deva left in the Origin's body have completely vanished."

"Swallowed by that man named Aslan."

Juranbarada recounted in detail everything that happened on Gozo Island to the other two Primogenitors, as if he had been there himself.

In truth, these details came from Akatsuki Gajo, imprisoned in Malta. He obtained Gajo's memories from Gozo Island through certain means.

"Are you talking about the Fourth Primogenitor, that Aslan?" Giada showed an intrigued expression.

Her petite body leaned forward, listening attentively, her tone growing far more excited.

"I used all my power to investigate. I'm certain this man named Aslan never existed in this world before."

"He appeared in this world out of nowhere."

"Or, like the Deva…" Juranbarada's words were cut off as Aswad continued. "You suspect he's not a creature from this planet but from another."

Juranbarada nodded, saying anxiously, "I suspect he's from the Eastern Land."

Humans on Earth weren't originally native. They were "blood food" taken by the Deva from a place called the Eastern Land, home of the dragon race. Earth was merely a place to raise humans.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Deva were no match for the dragon race. They barely managed to take some humans and were pursued, only able to seal the Otherworld, an alternate space connected to the Eastern Land.

Now, the Deva' technology has been lost. Due to the Cleansing, few Deva survived. But over tens of thousands of years, it's normal for the dragon race's technology in the Eastern Land to have advanced significantly.

Perhaps they've found a way to traverse the Otherworld and come to Earth. They were more worried that Aslan was merely a vanguard.

"If it's just Aslan alone, we might still handle him, but if there are more…" Juranbarada's words trailed off, but the other two Primogenitors understood his meaning.

However, Giada just laughed heartily. "If there are more, stronger Beast Vassals, isn't that better?"

"Doesn't that mean they've found a way to fully control Beast Vassals? Maybe our fate as Primogenitors can be resolved."

"Even if not, won't things get more interesting?"

Juranbarada was speechless. He could understand Giada's feelings. Even he, when he sensed the power of Aslan's Beast Vassal, felt his long-cold blood stir again.

Vampires, or rather, the previous generation of vampires, lived too long, their emotions worn and broken. For many ancient vampires, death wasn't frightening. They even looked forward to it, having no reason to live.

As the three longest-living Primogenitors, their weariness was worse. If not for remembering their mission promised to Cain, perhaps Giada wouldn't be the only one excited.

If possible, for those whose emotions were nearly worn out, who wouldn't want to let go and chase that fleeting passion?

Suppressing the surging blood in his heart, Juranbarada still spoke calmly.

"But that Beast Vassal is too dangerous. We can't imagine what would happen if he controlled all twelve Beast Vassals."

"I don't want the war that happened on this continent, the tragedy that lasted nearly a thousand years, to repeat."

"No one can say where Aslan's limit is in controlling Beast Vassals."

"Beast Vassals were never tamed by us. All we've done so far is pay a price to make them a bit quieter. The 6,452 Beast Vassal warheads are still sealed in another world."

Juranbarada's words finally silenced the other two Primogenitors. Even Giada, always spirited, spoke no more.

They seemed to sink into memories, back to thousands of years ago, when they were fearless test subjects who became Primogenitors.

The long passage of time made the three Primogenitors forget many things, but the one thing they couldn't forget was the oath they made afterward and the mission they carried as Primogenitors.

"We need someone to monitor Aslan. If he does something wrong, we must work together to resolve this."

"The Blazing Banquet can continue. Let him keep gathering the other Beast Vassals. But he absolutely cannot lose control."

"After thousands of years of effort, we've only managed to reduce the Beast Vassal threat to a controllable level. If we let the Fourth Primogenitor's Beast Vassals go out of control, our thousands of years of effort will be in vain."

This time, Aswad grew serious. He sat up straight, shedding his lazy, rotten aura, and was about to firmly declare he'd be the observer. To make his life a bit more interesting and pass this boring time.

But Giada spoke first. "Leave it to me. I'll monitor Aslan and find out his origins."

Aswad glared at Giada angrily. He showed a wronged expression to Juranbarada, hoping he'd back him up.

But Juranbarada didn't even glance at Aswad. He nodded to Giada. "Then, leave this to Giada."

"Hey, Juranbarada, what about me?" Aswad shouted unhappily.

Why was such an interesting task given to Giada and not him?

Was something wrong with him?

"Forget it with your immoral lifestyle. At least Aslan only associates with pure maidens." Juranbarada looked at Aswad, sighed in resignation, and complained.

Though he had seventy-two blood partners, they were all outstanding, beautiful women, and before becoming his blood partners, they were all pure maidens. As a man, he understood Aslan's mindset well.

Pure, beautiful maidens were a huge bonus. Even monitoring could be seen as a special kind of fetish. But what about Aswad, who liked both men and women? Though very beautiful, he was a young, beautiful woman.

But his lifestyle was the most immoral among the three Primogenitors, indulging in pleasure and unable to break free. If Aswad associated with Aslan and even had thoughts about him, Aslan likely wouldn't show mercy.

Giada was different. Before becoming a Primogenitor, she was a Deva princess. Her princess pride meant she wouldn't associate with any man of lower status or power. This also meant that, even in her Chaos Zone Night Empire, none of her descendants were men.

All were women—or rather, pure, beautiful maidens.

This was a huge bonus for any man with normal thoughts.

After hearing Juranbarada's analysis, Aswad couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Hmph, men."

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