Barbarian Queen Conquest: Reborn as a Female Barbarian [OP MC LitRPG Isekai]

Just as the Blood Thralls launched their attack and Brunhild conjured a protective barrier, a shadow emerged silently behind her. In that very moment, an overwhelming aura suppressed her instantly. The power radiating from it belonged to a being far beyond anything she could have imagined.

She had expected to encounter a vampire at some point, but never like this. Certainly not while she was still growing stronger and developing her abilities. To face something akin to an endgame boss at this stage felt staggeringly ridiculous in every possible way.

Yet reality was cruel. It never accommodated anyone’s expectations. If one was not prepared for anything and everything, reality would gladly deliver the worst possible outcome.

Sharp fangs rushed toward her neck. A monstrous, bloodthirsty beast prepared to devour her. An immense pressure paralyzed her body completely.

While her family and friends screamed her name and desperately ran to save her, they could not reach her in time. What could Brunhild do at that moment?

Alistair laughed darkly as his sharp fangs sank into her tough skin. His immense strength extended even to his fangs, allowing them to pierce her hard scales and hardened skin with ease. They dug deep into her jugular, drawing forth a stream of warm blood.

The moment the blood entered his mouth, Alistair’s eyes widened. A sea of delicious, sweet flavor overwhelmed his senses, spreading an incredible warmth throughout his entire body, warmer than he had ever felt before.

“What is this delicious flavor?!”

“Ahhh, it feels like I am taking a warm, comfortable bath!”

“I can’t get enough of this!”

“So warm, so warm, so… Guh?!”

It quickly became too warm.

His eyes widened in alarm as he tried to pull back. Suddenly, Brunhild grabbed his neck and arms with surprising strength, wrestling him firmly in place.

“You like my blood, you fucking creepy bastard? Have at it! Drink as much as you want!”

“W-WHA…!”

The warmth rapidly turned into searing heat. It burned his tongue and set his stomach ablaze. Holy flames erupted from his eyes, mouth, ears, and nose. Alistair screamed in agony and slashed at Brunhild, forcing her to release him.

“Kuaaaaaaaggghhhh!”

He writhed on the ground as golden holy flames consumed him. The power within Brunhild’s bloodline was immensely hot and intense, carrying such high concentrations of holiness and fire. Combined with her divine blessing from the Sun God himself, her blood had become completely undrinkable for any vampire.

“A-Aaaaah! It burns! It burnsssssss!”

Alistair clutched his head in horrifying agony and rolled across the snow. The intense heat caused the snow around him to melt rapidly into vapor.

Brunhild pressed a hand to her wound and quickly cast healing magic to purify the curse he had tried to inflict on her. Although her divine physique and the blessing of Solaris would likely prevent her from turning into a Dhampir, she took every precaution.

“Here!”

She roared with fury and transformed into her Holy Phoenix Form while also activating her Draconic Bloodline heritage. She stacked both powerful forms together and channeled their strength into a single, devastating punch.

“Eat more!”

“GAAAAHHH!”

Alistair screamed as he tried to flee, but Brunhild caught him and delivered a crushing blow to his face. The force sent him flying through the forest. Dozens of trees exploded and burst into flames on his path.

BOOOMMM!!!

Alistair’s body erupted in flames as he crashed into a nearby hill, sending giant boulders flying in every direction. The intense heat ignited the surrounding forest, creating a massive wildfire.

Brunhild leaped into the sky, using her winged boots and phoenix wings to soar toward him. She conjured two gigantic Cruel Holy Suns through the use of her Shadow Clone Jutsu.

“Let’s see how much heat you can take, vampire!”

“W-Wait!!!”

Two enormous spheres of holy flames and plasma descended upon him. The bombardment caused the entire area to collapse, burn, melt, and explode violently.

“Gaaaaaaaahhhh! Aaaaaaiiiiiieeeeehhhh!”

Alistair twisted in unbearable agony. His mouth hung open as his eyeballs melted away, leaving empty sockets. His fair white skin turned charcoal black, and his hair burned away completely.

“Die!”

Brunhild refused to take any chances. She descended with Atlas in hand and unleashed several consecutive attacks against the burning and agonized vampire.

“Burning Dragon Soul Style.”

“Red Fang Axe Style.”