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Chapter 233 – The Fall of Azareth Nocturne
Chapter 233 – The Fall of Azareth Nocturne
The battle against Lord Azareth Nocturne had begun.
But this was no ordinary duel.
This was a fight against a tyrant, a vampire elder who had lived through eras of war, darkness, and slaughter.
His power was absolute.
His blade was cursed.
And his thirst for blood was insatiable.
Sena and Lilith stood ready.
Their daggers were drawn.
Their breath was steady.
They had slain monsters, vampires, and lords—
But this enemy…
Would not die easily.
And the moment he moved—
They knew this fight would push them to the brink.
A Clash of Titans
Azareth vanished.
The air rippled as he reappeared behind them in an instant.
His black blade sliced through the air, a whisper of death itself.
Sena barely dodged, twisting mid-air.
Lilith parried, but the impact sent her flying into a pillar.
The force shattered stone.
Azareth smirked.
"You're fast."
Sena landed gracefully, eyes narrowed.
"So are you."
Lilith grinned, wiping blood from her lips.
"This is gonna be fun."
Azareth’s eyes gleamed.
"Then let's make it a dance."
He attacked again.
Unrelenting Speed
Azareth was a storm of shadows.
He moved faster than thought, his sword a blur of black lightning.
Sena dodged, feeling the wind of death at her throat.
Lilith clashed blades with him, their weapons screaming as steel met dark magic.
The castle shook from the force of their battle.
They struck—
Again.
Again.
Again.
Each clash sent shockwaves through the throne room.
Each movement was a calculated dance of death.
Azareth outmatched them in power.
But not in will.
Sena’s daggers carved through the air, weaving between his strikes.
Lilith’s twin blades danced, meeting him blow for blow.
Yet—
Azareth was not even trying.
And then—
He raised his hand.
And darkness consumed the room.
The World of Shadows
A wave of pure black energy erupted from Azareth’s body.
The throne room vanished.
Sena and Lilith were suspended in nothingness.
"What is this?" Sena hissed.
Lilith looked around.
There was no ground.
No sky.
Only darkness.
Azareth’s voice echoed.
"Welcome to my domain."
And suddenly—
Hundreds of blades appeared.
All aimed at them.
And they rushed forward.
Dancing Through Death
Sena moved first.
She flipped sideways, her daggers spinning as she deflected the rain of swords.
Lilith twisted mid-air, slashing through the onslaught with unmatched speed.
Yet every blade they dodged—
Another reappeared.
Azareth’s laughter filled the void.
"You cannot escape."
The next wave of swords came.
Faster.
Stronger.
Endless.
Sena gritted her teeth.
They had to find him.
Had to end this.
And then—
She saw it.
A flicker of movement in the dark.
Azareth’s true form.
Sena vanished—
Reappearing behind him.
And struck.
Breaking the Illusion
Azareth’s eyes widened.
Sena’s dagger pierced his side.
The shadow world cracked.
The throne room returned.
Azareth staggered back.
For the first time in centuries…
He was injured.
Lilith landed beside Sena, grinning.
"Looks like we can hurt you after all."
Azareth chuckled.
Then he grinned.
"Then let’s make things interesting."
And his body changed.
The Monster Revealed
Azareth’s form expanded.
His black armor melted into his flesh.
His arms lengthened, growing into twisted claws.
His mouth stretched, revealing rows of jagged fangs.
His eyes burned like the sun.
He was no longer a man.
He was a monster.
Lilith smirked.
"Oh, now that’s ugly."
Sena narrowed her eyes.
"Stay focused."
Azareth let out a roar—
And the castle collapsed around them.
The Final Battle
The night sky opened above them.
They stood on a field of rubble, the castle now ruins.
Azareth towered over them, wings spreading wide.
"You should have never come here."
His claws slashed forward—
Sena and Lilith dodged in unison.
Lilith spun, slicing through his left wing.
Azareth screeched.
Sena teleported behind him, her dagger glowing with pure magic.
And drove it into his back.
Azareth howled in agony.
But he was not done.
He swung his claw—
Lilith was hit.
She crashed through the rubble, coughing blood.
Sena’s eyes widened.
"Lilith!"
Azareth laughed.
"One down."
Sena gritted her teeth.
And then—
She vanished.
The Death of Azareth Nocturne
Sena reappeared above him.
Her entire body glowed with magic.
Her daggers became pure energy.
Azareth’s eyes widened.
He swung his claw—
But Sena was faster.
She dove down.
Her daggers pierced through his skull.
Straight into his brain.
Azareth froze.
Then—
His body began to crumble.
Lilith, grinning through the pain, muttered—
"Took you long enough."
Azareth let out one final scream.
His form collapsed into dust.
The wind carried his ashes away.
And finally—
The tyrant was dead.