I Became A Zompirewolf

'I have to bid my time until this curse lifts by itself.' Camilla thought to herself while hiding in the bowels of the ground, 'The kid is strong, but not stronger enough to defeat me. The only thing helping him out is that annoying skill of his... He is dead as soon as I get my skills back to 100% efficiency.'

Camilla was a high-class mage with the ability to control nature around her. She wasn't the strongest by any means, had she been one, there was no way she would be allowed to step out of vampire controlled territory and made the director of the academy.

If both the directors of their respective Academies were to fight each other, the werewolves would have stomped over the pride of the vampires with fair ease. But if the vampire academy was filled with weaklings, then why did the overlord send his nephew to study there?

The answer was pretty simple, diplomacy.

By sending his nephew, whom the overlord loved more than anything else to live and study in Contingency, he had shown how much he trusted the werewolves. Further solidifying their friendship and expressing his intentions of harmony between the two species.

However, not everyone had been onboard with this idea. But no one openly objected to the proposal as the proposal itself wasn't the cause of concern for the vampires. It was the reason behind sending Kai off to Lycania was worrying them.

While the overlord assumed it to harden the bond between the werewolves and vampires if Kai was to get attacked or worse, killed all hell would break loose. Also, it was no secret that vampires were on the verge of fighting amongst themselves for some selfish reasons.

Camilla wanted to capitalise on this situation and force a war between the two kinds. Making it easier for her and her fellow conspiracists to reign supreme over Lycania.

However, thanks to one fucking kid, all of their plans were in disarray. At that moment, the only thing Camilla could do was to wait and hope the assassins would be enough to stall the kid and his summons till the curse he had placed on her wore off.

But it seemed she had taken her opponent a bit lightly. While she was hiding using her abilities, Ashton and his undead summons were making quick work of the assassins.

Sounds of blades and cries filled the air. The remaining assassins were forced to concentrate their strength to take down Sven, who had been mowing them down like an unstoppable killing machine.

But as they did that, the skeletal wolves pounced at them. In comparison to Ashton and the death knight, the wolves were easier to handle, also their attacks couldn't one-shot them unlike the attacks from Ashton and Sven.

Ashton realised what they were trying to accomplish and couldn't help but laugh. Sven was the strongest person present on the battlefield. After all, he was at level 36. The assassins couldn't take down Ashton, let alone a monster like Sven.

"Damn it! He got another one of us!" one of the four remaining assassins cursed under his breath, "We can't do anything against him. Use camouflage and hide... it's the only thing we can do."

[Camouflage] skill was undoubtedly the biggest weapon in their arsenal. A skill that could be a lifesaver in situations like they were in. But the assassins weren't aware, even camouflaging themselves wouldn't help them in this case.

Ashton had already 'marked' them. This meant, that even though they could hide away from Sven, the assassins would be able to hide away from Ashton as he could see the wolf's mark floating over their heads.

But rather than picking on them one after another, Ashton decided to deal with all of them in one skill move.

"I guess it's time to use Baiter's invention... I just hope it works like it's supposed to. Or else... I'll cave that pervert's skull in his brain." Ashton mumbled while retrieving a weapon from his inventory, "Sven, step back!"

The next moment, there was a loud deafening noise, followed by more cries of the assassins. With an explosion, all of them were blown away... a small-sized crater filled with raging flames could be found where Sven and the assassins were fighting a second earlier.

The assassin who was standing in front of them all was blown to bits while those behind him had several of their body parts were sent flying all around the barrier, while they withered in pain.

"Damn... this hand cannon thingy is way overpowered than it has any right to be. I should tell Baiter to make more of these. If we could manufacture and sell these on a large scale, I'll- I mean we'll be rich." Ashton said with a beaming smile, "The only problem is, it's too fragile."

The hand cannon was one of the things listed in the Skill book Ashton had handed over to Baiter. The cannons and missiles the humans used on them did not have any effect on the enhanced species. As a result, once the humans were gone, so was the concept of explosive weapons.

However, the skill book Ashton had in his inventory had the 'recipe' as Baiter called it, for such weapons to make a return.  Though it would take some time for the weapons to be compatible with the current situation of the world.

The black hand cannon fell apart in Ashton's hand. The explosive output of the weapon was too much for its fragile frame to handle. Thankfully, it was just a prototype that Baiter had made using basic materials so that Ashton could test it and give feedback to him.

However, despite being crippled through the explosive attack, the vampires were still alive. Barely, but alive. After all, the only way to completely annihilate a vampire was to get rid of their heart. As long as their heart was intact, over time, they could heal and get back to their former glory.

"Oi you slackers, go and bring their hearts to Sven." Ashton ordered the wolves while putting the broken cannon back inside his inventory, "Sven, devour them up as a reward for your hard work and get even stronger. In the meantime... where the fuck did that bitch disappear to?"

Ashton could see one more mark looming overhead. But the only problem was, that it was floating around the ceiling of the barrier before it disappeared as the duration of the skill was over.