Many things have proven the necessity of mutual destruction, or at least the existence of self-destruct magic.

Although the magic community has been researching for many years, they have not yet completed a true self-destruct spell, but they have not given up their research.

Imagine being captured by the enemy, or being rendered unable to use normal magic.

A backup hidden power source is activated.

A spectacular firework display.

A wave of art is an explosion.

Even if I'm doomed, at least I can deliver a ruthless blow to the enemy.

Right now, as a vampire duke and a top powerhouse among the demons, Grand Duke Charles wants a self-destruct spell.

"This guy isn't human! He's not human!"

Unable to live and unable to die, the vampire grand duke was on the verge of despair.

Before today, it could not have imagined that a human like El could exist in the world.

Not only did they turn its wings into roasted chicken wings, but they also used its flesh and blood to make roasted meat and its blood to make spicy blood curd.

In fact, besides the heart, everything else, such as the stomach, intestines, liver, and kidneys, was also sampled.

It also received the comment that "the intestines are not very oily, dry and tough, and not even as tasty as those of a pig-headed man."

It was the first time it had been compared to a pig-headed man, and it was speechless. Now, all it could think about was how to escape its misery.

"Big brother, sir, king, I beg you, please let me go, please, just let me off the hook, okay?"

I'm just an ordinary, lowly vampire with no real power, and my taste is just so-so.

"Are you tired of what you've ordered? Can't you just give me a quick and easy meal?"

It no longer considered the possibility of escaping; the flow of magic power within its body was completely sealed by the black magic patterns.

The powerful dark magic was so potent that when Archduke Charles first saw it, he couldn't help but ask a question.

"Are you a demon, or am I?"

Then, El pulled out a few ribs to make soup, and they're still soaking in the pot now.

"You want me to let you go? How could I let you go so easily?"

Do you know how long it took me to find an ingredient with an unlimited supply of meat?

Do you know how much effort and sweat I've put in to find vampires of marquis rank or higher?

Others may not know, but El knows best that in order to find the vampire marquis, he kept taking on quests and earned the titles of "Vampire Hunter" and "Vampire Slayer".

Grand Duke Charles was about to despair, but he noticed that there seemed to be a glimmer of hope in El's words.

"You just said that you couldn't bear to kill me because the unlimited supply of meat is scarce?"

"Yeah, right? Otherwise, it wouldn't be a problem for me to eat you all in one go. If I can't reproduce, how much effort would I have to expend to hunt?"

El has a plan: capture a group of different species of demons, all of whom will obtain that renewable resource, so that he can enjoy delicious food without leaving home.

"Sir, I have an idea..."

The vampire duke died, peacefully closing his eyes after being killed by El's fatal blow.

When it died, it still had a smile on its lips, as if it had found some kind of relief.

As for why El killed this guy so readily? Because Grand Duke Charles was sensible enough.

It realized that what El needed was not itself, but a regenerable monster.