My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything - Chapter 286

Chapter 286: The Third Phase
Meanwhile, across the room, the A X E girls had problems of their own. They’d come along in order to help Yuri claim back her throne but had met their mortal enemies instead. The Flower Shop girls.

And with the chance to settle the score between them, there was no way either side wouldn’t take it.

Fiona made the first move, surging forward in attack, her body blurring with speed as she lunged at Stephanie, the leader of the Flower Shop girls. Stephanie dodged, flipping up into the air and landing on the ceiling, her red threads extending from her hands and wrapping around Fiona’s legs.

Fiona gritted her teeth as the threads sliced her legs into ribbons. She stumbled and faded away as the real Fiona jumped upward to meet Stephanie in midair. They collided with a crash, sending shockwaves rippling outward.

Fiona stuck close, not giving Stephanie a chance to use her threads. Instead, they battled with their claws, clashing in a dance where death was evaded by mere inches. She ducked low and struck, her claws reaching for the heart.

Stephanie leaned backward, Fiona’s claws digging into her red scarf and ripping a tear in it. Stephanie surged back, whipping her thread at Fiona’s face. Fiona had no choice but to leap away, creating space and handing Stephanie the advantage.

Meanwhile, the other A X E girls were locked in battle with the remaining Flower Shop girls. Luna kept creating illusionary duplicate of herself which attacked in a horde, trying to confuse Elle, whose green scarf whipped around her.

Elle heard a sound behind her but hesitated for a moment too long allowing Luna to sink her claws into the vampire’s chest, destroying her heart with a clench of her fist.

Marissa, seeing her sister fall, screamed in rage and disengaged from Charlie, lunging at Luna. Luna stepped back as an unending spool of glowing red thread attacked her from every possible angle.

She looked around frantically, panic written on her face. There was no way out.

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Back at the main battle, Yuri had Ivo and Amara on the defensive. Her flames scorched the floor, the walls, and everything around them. Ivo’s clothes were torn, and blood dripped from a deep gash on his arm that refused to close. Amara was breathing heavily, her body struggling to keep up with everything Yuri was piling on them.

“Ivo!” She screamed as she put a small forest between herself and Yuri which was incinerated in a moment. “It’s your freedom! You’ll have to seize it!”

“What?” Ivo yelled, swinging his sword at Yuri who slapped it away and disrupted his balance. He kicked off the ground and tumbled away, narrowly missing the pillar of fire that had been meant for him.

“It’s your freedom Ivo!” Amara’s eyes locked onto his, and something passed between them, an unspoken decision. “I’m sorry!”

“Amara!” Ivo called out in realization, desperation clear in his voice. His eyes were wide as he stretched a hand out. “No! Amara, please no!”

Amara smiled softly at him and mouthed a message to him. Then, she nodded, and in that moment, Yuri saw the change in her eyes.

Amara pushed herself off the wall and sprinted toward Yuri, flowers sprouting all over her body as it glowed with dark energy. Yuri lashed out with another pillar of flame, but Amara didn’t stop. She charged straight into the fire, her body alight with vitality.

Yuri’s eyes widened in surprise, but before she could react, Amara was upon her. Amara slammed into Yuri with all the force she could muster, tackling her to the ground. Yuri struggled, but Amara held her tight, refusing to let go even as Yuri’s flames began to consume her.

Ivo seized the opportunity, rushing forward with his blade drawn. He stabbed downward with all his strength, aiming straight for Yuri’s heart.

Yuri screamed, her body convulsing as Ivo’s blade pierced her chest. Her flames flared one final time before sputtering out, leaving her limp on the floor. Amara collapsed beside her, her body charred and broken.

The room was eerily silent.

Ivo stumbled backward, staring at the bodies on the ground. He had done it. Yuri was dead.

But at what cost?

Tears of blood rolled down his cheeks as Amara’s last words played in his mind.

I love you, Ivo.

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In the distance, the battle between the A X E girls and the Flower Shop girls raged on.

The two leaders of the groups were still entangled in their vicious melee, their movements so fast they were a blur of shadows to mortal eyes. Fiona had managed to wound Stephanie, but not without taking damage herself. Her body was covered in cuts from the threads and her regeneration was slowing down.

Marissa had managed to kill Luna, trapping her in a cage of threads and tearing her into bite size chunks. Now, she faced Charlie.

Her threads writhed through the air like flying snakes, not giving her opponent any chance to create illusions. Charlie had managed to survive for this long but the noose was getting tighter. She fought like an angel of death until Marissa laughed, stepping back.

“You should’ve hid like you always do, Charlie. Now, you’ll die, stuck in my web.”

Charlie’s eyes widened in shock as she looked up. As they’d been fighting, Marissa had been weaving an inescapable web of threads.

“Goodbye, idiot.”

And the threads fell.

Charlie tried teleporting out but stumbled. The threads have been infused with vitality, using the same technique that prevented teleportation from the enclosed space.

“H- hold on! Wait-” Her words were cut off as the threads snapped close. There was a spray of black, misty blood and Charlie was gone.

It didn’t take long for Stephanie and Marissa to kill Fiona, the two women being the only ones left standing. The rivalry was over. The Flower Shop girls stood victorious but the damage had been done. Casualties lay on both sides.

As the dust settled, Solomon hummed in satisfaction from where he had remained seated, watching the carnage with a satisfied grin. He stood slowly, brushing off his suit as he surveyed the room.

“Well, that was entertaining.” He said, his voice light and mocking.

Ivo turned to him, his face twisted with anger. “You could have helped!”

Solomon chuckled. “I told you, Ivo. I swore an oath. Besides, you seem to have handled it just fine.”

Ivo clenched his fists, but he said nothing. Attacking would mean sealing his fate. Solomon was still fresh and his power was undeniable while he had almost died fighting Yuri. To challenge Solomon now would be foolishness.

“See you later, Ivo. It was a pity we never got to seal the deal. But it doesn’t matter. I want Ezra as soon as possible. Until you find him, I hope we don’t meet again.” Solomon gave one final, mocking bow before turning to leave, his remaining Flower Shop girls trailing after him.

“Good luck with the cleanup.” He called over his shoulder as he disappeared into the night.

Ivo stood in the ruined room staring around him. The Old Museum was in shambles. His best friend Armand was dead. Amara, his lover, lay lifeless on the ground, her sacrifice etched in every burned and broken inch of her body.

But Yuri was dead.

And with her death, a new chapter of the war had begun.

The third phase.