Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

"True, the Dietrich Clan had already disappeared 10 million years ago. The reason for their disappearance was to allow the vampire race to survive until the beginning of the new era and the betrayal of a clan. But did it disappear completely, or did it leave a seed? The seed left by the Dietrich Clan was destined to rise up once again. To form what was once the greatest Clan to ever walk the firmament. A Clan capable of creating Eternals." Matthew sighed slightly as he said this, but he didn't stop talking.

"And history was to repeat itself. Under the tutelage of that seed, all the Clans that carried a part of the Dietrich Clan's blood were destined to become the New Age of the Dietrich Clan, a rebirth, a resurgence. But when the seed awoke..."

"All he found was betrayal." His voice gradually broke and became terrifying as he spoke. "Betrayal from a race unrelated to our blood was not something worthy of attention because they cannot oppose us and because the masses are easy to manipulate. But when the betrayal comes from the small bloody seed that was implanted in all of you, the situation changes. The rebirth of our Clan's New Age was cut short by idiots. Because they believed in the stupidity of a Clan whose only skill is to evolve."

"They traded the promised future for a degrading skill. For curses that were created solely to meet a need and that were always available to you. Really idiots. I have no other way of describing you all. Even though I'm already here, you still don't realize that your mission was only to wait for me. You don't even understand that you were going to be the next members of the Dietrich Clan. Heh, really idiots. You have even forgotten how to cultivate your tranquility, and our teachings have been abandoned."

Matthew could not help but close his eyes and shake his head helplessly several times. "Really idiots. You don't understand the basics, but you are quick to betray. I guess you're not that different from the human race in that sense."

His sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and some blood dripped down it. His internal wounds had not yet closed, but he did not bother to pay attention to them.

He looked at the members of the Becker Clan in front of him, who were in shock from everything they had just heard (not only them, Gray and the rest were too), and pointed the sword at them.

"All traitors deserve death according to the teachings of my Clan. For that reason, today, the Becker Clan will cease to exist. I will use your blood to begin creating what will be the New Age of our Clan. I should say: Thank you for bringing my blood into this age, but you must bid it farewell for betraying it."

"Attack. Destroy them all. The Becker Clan allied with traitors, worked with humans and devourers as a whole to destroy entire villages and cities of innocent vampires. In addition, it has been working in the darkness in conjunction with the other Clans to weaken the Allen Clan and the Murphy Clan, being the main culprits responsible for Leader Murphy's current state. I, Matthew Dietrich, sentence you to a painful death. Whoever hears my voice, it is time to finish off the first of the great traitors."

His voice echoed throughout the city, revealing the sins of the Becker Clan and its leaders, some of which even Gray was unaware of, such as the fact that they were responsible for Frederick Murphy's current state.

As a result, Gray Allen became angry enough to activate his ability to its maximum power and was sent hurtling out to destroy the bodies of several Beckers.

At the same time, Devil Martin and Matthew attacked their respective targets, unleashing a great battle in an instant.

All the forces of Clan Allen, the Independent Clans, and their allies emerged from their hiding places. The powerful chose their targets while the weaker forces attacked from all sides, trying to inflict as much damage as possible in a short time.

In a moment, Becker City shook with great frenzy; the roar seemed several times more powerful than the previous explosions, and now everyone understood what was happening, so they ran like headless chickens, trying to get to the shelters.

But there was no social control anymore, the leaders of the city were busy running away, trying to save their own asses, because they were afraid.

And it's normal.

Even Leader Becker felt a sense of fear when he sensed a strange power emanating from his feet. Suddenly, he felt as if he were rising, then falling, and a huge amount of perfectly chopped rocks hit him.

He resisted it and let out a powerful roar, finally using his abilities. His body grew in size, becoming even bigger than Gray Allen. It's just that his power wasn't concentrated. He had lost mobility and only had a very high attack, but overall, it was much weaker than Gray's transformation. At the same time, a strange trunk of stones emerged from below and came between him and Matthew.

Matthew had to jump back to avoid the attack and frowned.

"I wondered why my power of the giants wasn't complete, so it was divided. But look how lucky we are to get it in father and son, hehe."

Leader Becker looked at him. "Bastard, that's my son's power." Hatred consumed his heart when he realized the power that Matthew was using.

He wasn't ignorant; he had seen him take the ability away from his older son before, but also his younger son? When did that happen? Why hadn't he realized it?

Since the explosion, some of his senses had been dulled, so perhaps it was at that moment. But where was his younger son when the explosion happened?

'Shouldn't he be in the room belonging to the envoy from the Church? Shit. Could it be that he died too?'

While he was so confused in his mind, he did not notice that Matthew had approached.

"You know, in the ancient era, Vampiric Power was one of the least important aspects of a vampire's strength. In fact, it was known as 'Vampiric Energy' and nothing more. It fulfilled its role of strengthening us, but that was all. The energy we used strengthened us, but in combat, it wasn't the most important thing; it was our abilities."

"That's why everyone feared me, and when they fought me, they couldn't let their guard down for a millisecond because they could die. But here you are, thinking nonsense when you fight me. You're quite an idiot, you know? I'm surprised you could have been the leader of a Vampire Clan for so long."

Becker suddenly felt that his body was surrounded by a large number of strange threads that made him shudder, along with Matthew's words.

'Shit, Charles Relish's Killer Threads!'