My Vampire Little Sister

My four wives continued wiping the floor with the coalition army like young girls playing with dolls. With her time-stop capabilities, no enemy on Earth could even reach within ten metres of Irina. Even if they could launch an attack from range, Irina's ability to reverse time simply made the attacks redundant.

And when she was bored of dealing with her enemies one by one, Irina would expand her Winter Sovereign domain, freezing everything and anyone within her line of sight. She didn't need to cast a spell; anything she targeted with her eyes would be frostbitten by icy flowers or frosty snowflakes.

Lilith's dominance over the battlefield was a little different from Irina's. Controlling both Dimensional magic and the power of Creation, she could wipe entire landscapes off the map without blinking an eye. Lightning bolts, each powerful enough to level a skyscraper, rained down like the righteous fury of Gods while a heavy tempest ruled the atmosphere.

Not a single soul could get near Lilith's zoning prowess, and hundreds of the world's elites were being brushed aside like they were extras. The only problem with Lilith's power was how huge the area of effect was. Both the Holy Church's Angels and mine were caught up in the massive whirlwinds, and many had their lives reaped away in the process.

Fortunately, Ysabelle's rampage on the battlefield was much more contained. Swinging her greatsword like it weighed nothing, the Goddess of War easily dispatched the world's greatest martial artists and Werewolves with a single slash. Ysabelle's own Obsidian Phoenix aspect was strengthening her physical prowess, but the primary damage dealer she had was the power of Destruction.

Even the most muscular of men and toughest of Werewolves were nothing against Ysabelle's sword. Each time the Goddess of War swung her sword, a hurricane of phantom blades followed, each possessing the power to sever multiple bodies in one go. Hundreds of martial artists failed to counter the attack, and many had their bodies sliced off from their torsos.

And finally, there was Rosalyn. Before we reunited, Rosa was already a Progenitor-level Vampire and could efficiently dispatch thousands of S-ranked Hunters on her own. Now that she's increased her personal power and obtained my former Aspect of Life, the Goddess of Life has ascended to another level entirely.

After establishing a connection with the other three girls, Rosa could constantly supply magic power from her bottomless well of energy, giving the girls free rein to cast any spell they wished without drying up. At the same time, with the gift of life, none of the girls was at risk of dying. Even fatal injuries would be healed instantly, while their form would never deteriorate.

Rosa was even 'cleaning' up the corpses the girls had created with her World Tree vines. In the end, I didn't even need to do anything. The girls had grown strong enough to handle an entire army alone while I twiddled my thumbs at the back.

But naturally, there was no way the elites of the human race didn't have an ace up their sleeves…

"Oh blessed Lord above… Give us the strength to fight against evil and smite those who go against your will!!!"

While my four wives were cleaning up against the weaker opponents, the Holy Church finally made its move. Eighteen pillars of light descended from the sky and merged into one. Holy magic dominated the battlefield, healing all the injured and giving strength to the clergymen from the Holy Church. And most crucially…

A large white-robed humanoid with eighteen wings flew overhead. A sanctified aura dispersed the blood and smoke which reigned over the battlefield giving the defeated one final ray of hope. Even those that didn't believe in the doctrines of the Holy Church began the pray desperately, giving additional faith energy to the massive white Angel.

"Archangel… We plead thee… Kill the Progenitor!!!"

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Revitalised, the coalition army got their spirits up. Awakening from their stupor, they regrouped under the Archangel's banner and attempted to make one final push to defeat my wives.

"Annoying…"

Seeing the danger in their revitalised charge, Rosa got up and was ready to join the fray. However, before she could cast a single spell, I grabbed hold of her wrist and said:

"Hold on, there's no need for you to move."

"Jin?"

"Don't misunderstand; I can see the danger of the Archangel as well."

An Archangel was a challenging foe to handle. In the past, it had fought against Dracula, the First Progenitor and even held back the Demon Lords. And with its fight against Baishe, I knew full well how tricky it was; letting the girls fight it alone would be taking an unnecessary risk.

Now, I fully believed in their capabilities, and given enough time, I was confident that the three of them would have defeated the Archangel while holding back the coalition army. But there was no need to take that risk. Besides, there was one thing I wanted to try.

"Just look at them, celebrating just because of one mere Archangel… Don't you think we should give them despair?"

"Jin…"

"Step aside, Rosa. I'll be taking over now."

"Okay…"

As expected, Rosa was the most submissive of all my wives. Rather than argue against me, the ethereal beauty stepped back and watched me with warmth in her eyes. And with those eyes firmly plastered onto me… I felt like I was invincible.

Raising my arms, my Aspect of Control gleamed with a blinding light. I felt a searing heat on the back of my arm as magic power rapidly rushed out from my core and onto the battlefield. Sensing the change in atmosphere, every elite in the army snapped their heads in my direction, with many shouting orders to target me.

Alas, they were far too late. No, they never stood a chance in the first place.

My magic was long completed, and the black billowing smoke behind me increased tenfold. And from the darkness came my most prided creations. Abominations that the Holy Church despised and humanity would come to fear for the rest of their existence.

"N-No way…"

"... How are we going to fight against that?"

"Is this… the power of the Progenitor?"

Many gave up right then and there. Dropping their weapons and falling onto their knees, ninety percent of humanity's best threw in the towel and accepted their fates. Even the Exorcists from the Holy Church couldn't believe their eyes and stopped their prayers at the sight.

Over a hundred nineteen-winged Archangels rose from the black smog, each possessing just as much, if not more, magical energy than the Archangel from the Holy Church. The Holy Church's Archangel uses Faith energy to fuel its power, but my Archangels were a different breed. One could say they were the improvements of the Holy Church's most valued possession.

Mixing the standardised Faith energy I obtained from my own Faith Dimension and the anti-magic properties that the Outer Demons had shown me, I'd made the ultimate killing machine. Just one of them could defeat Cthulhu or Baishe, and now there were hundreds of them on the battlefield.

It was natural for the coalition army to give up.

And now, to rub salt onto the wound.

"Know despair…"

I pointed my finger at the heart of the Holy Church's forces, and Father Amorth, the Holy Church's strongest Exorcist and most trusted clergyman spun his guns around and began to snipe everyone around him.

It didn't matter if they were members of the Holy Church, S-ranked Hunters or Werewolves… None were spared by the elite Exorcist's bullets.

"F-Father Amorth?! Have you lost your mind?!"

"T-The Head Exorcist of the Holy Church has defected!"

"He's killing everyone! W-Will defecting spare our lives?"

"FUCK!!! Let's run away! This battle is hopeless!!!"

Finally, the last bit of morale humanity had crumbled away. Ever since our first meeting, Father Amorth had been brainwashed to be my loyal slave and acted as a mole within the Holy Church all this time. Spying on their every move, I knew all the plans beforehand and how to clone the Archangel efficiently. And more importantly… I learned how to stop the Archangel without lifting a single finger.

Father Amorth shot his way into the final barrier of the Holy Church and gunned down all the Priests controlling the Archangel. And with their connection severed, the sacred white being in the skies faded into the darkness, leaving behind the hundreds of towering nineteen-winged monsters just as terrifying as the Demon Lords.

"T-The ritual has been cut!"

"H-Has God forsaken us?!"

"R-RUN!!!"

It was complete mayhem. The human race's best scattered like the wind, wishing to escape before any of the Archangels could reap their lives. Alas, how could they stop destined death? Half of the survivors were wiped clean in mere seconds, and the other half were quick to follow. Ultimately, the battle for humanity ended just as quickly as it started.

As a complete defeat.

"Jin… Didn't you say that you would leave it all to us?"

"I didn't promise that," I chuckled at Lilith's adorable pout. "I only said I'll let you start the battle; I didn't say I'll let you finish it."

"You're such an ass!"

"Haha, the purpose of this battle is to inspire fear in their hearts. If I let my wives do all the killing, what's the point?"

"That's true, but…"

"Don't worry; if you want to test out your new abilities, I'll indulge you in the future."

"Okay… I guess that would do."

Like children who had gotten their new toys, my wives wished to test out their new powers. And a battlefield such as this one was the prime opportunity for them to do so. Alas, I had other plans for the rest of mankind.

After appeasing my irritated wives, I glanced at the numerous cameras and dumbfounded spectators around the arena. Most of them couldn't breathe a single word, and I was confident that everyone watching from their homes felt the same way. Smiling with quite possibly the most disgusting grin on my face, I happily declared:

"With that done… Let's move on to the closing act, shall we?"