I Shall Cuck Everyone
Chapter 237 - 237: Blood Spirit Summoning

"Arrgh~!" I let out a low groan, opening my eyes wide and taking quick breaths. I find myself trapped under a pile of rubble and debris, feeling immense pain and a throbbing headache.

Is Zamira okay? Worried about her well-being, I quickly get up and brush off the debris from my body. Unfortunately, my cherished smartwatch, a gift from Myra, lies shattered beyond repair. It was no ordinary accessory; it was a life-saving device that activates when it senses danger or imminent death, just like now.

I look up at the sky, which has a reddish tint, and I can still sense traces of my vampiric aura in the air. There are also remnants of Zamira's vampire aura. As I scan the area, I see no sign of her presence, and panic starts to creep in. Destruction surrounds me, with widespread devastation.

The ground is scorched, as if it has turned into a version of hell itself. There are cracks and ruptures all over, oozing a liquid resembling molten lava. The earth seems to have experienced intense fire, causing parts of it to liquefy. The heat in the air is intense, but it's not my biggest concern right now.

"Zamira!" I shout, but minutes pass without a response. I continue to call out fervently, but she doesn't answer. Frustration starts to show on my face. There is only one option left, as a small trace of my vampiric aura remains.

Even though my muscles threaten to tear apart, I have to resort to this option to avoid carrying this guilt forever. The attack was powerful, especially considering Zamira was already weakened after battling demi-gods and demon-ranked beasts.

Without wasting any time, I make a shallow cut on my palm.

"O crimson lifeblood, obey my command and bend to my will as your ruler. Total control; summon blood fairy," I mutter, as a faint crimson glow begins to emit from my body.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, a tiny crimson figure, about the size of a clenched fist, materializes and flies through the air.

"Why did you go through all this trouble to summon me?" the figure asks, frowning. It's the blood spirit—a being capable of shaping its essence into any form, currently appearing as its physical self. Its eerie face is red and menacing, with a trident-shaped mark on its forehead. Its most unsettling feature is its white eyes, resembling an abyss.

"Be quiet, I need your help," I reply firmly.

"SKSHEEESH!" the blood spirit grinds its teeth.

"If you didn't have absolute blood control, I wouldn't have answered your summon. And how did you even learn to summon me? This is highly improper," the blood spirit hisses disdainfully.

"Fufufu, I sensed your presence as soon as I arrived on this planet," I chuckle softly, though my thoughts are consumed by Zamira.

"What do you want, then?" the blood spirit asks, snorting.

"I'm looking for my aunt. With your help, finding her will be easier. I could have used my aura to locate her, but I've completely depleted it," I explain to the blood spirit.

"How can I assist you in finding her?" the blood spirit asks, gritting its teeth.

"There are two vampire auras in the air, and the second one belongs to her," I inform the blood spirit.

"Consider it done!" the blood spirit responds. It quickly streaks across the sky like a shooting star, diligently searching the area.

After a few moments, I hear the blood spirit's voice in my ears.

"I've found her!"

Upon hearing those words, I dash toward the blood spirit's location.

Rubble. Rubble. Rubble. Rubble.

"Arrgh!" I groan as I move aside a massive boulder.

And there she is—Zamira's body lies in front of me, trapped under a large slab of stone. She was buried beneath layers of rubble before I found her. Without the blood spirit's help, it would have taken me a long time to locate her.

"Zamira!" I shout as I hurry to her side, pushing the stone away and cradling her in my arms. Her armor is in ruins, as if it disintegrated. Only tattered remains of undergarments cling to her body, crumbling to dust as I lift her.

A large towel is tightly wrapped around her chest, an attempt to hide her ample bosom as best as possible.

Did she really need to go to such lengths to hide her assets? Despite her efforts, it's clear that her bosom is far from inconspicuous.

"I think she needs help! Why are you staring?" the blood spirit's voice brings me back to reality, and I start examining Zamira's body.

"She's alive, but unconscious. That surge of yellow energy must have taken a toll on her. And half of her hair is burned," I observe as I channel some of my Ki into her body, easing her pain and tending to her injuries. At the same time, I try to replenish a fragment of her vampiric aura.

"You mentioned yellow energy. That must be primal energy. I remember when the princess was learning about it. She obtained it from a spirit she captured in exchange for his freedom. However, it seems that spirit didn't reveal its advantages and disadvantages," the blood spirit explains.

"What do you mean? Can you tell me more about what happened?" I ask, curious to know.

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