Pride and life weren't as important as not getting sealed for the crimson one, and he was willing to go to any length to grasp hold of Vincent's body.

"I won't let you do that." Vincent could tell what the crimson one was thinking in his head, and he wasn't going to let him go, no matter what. He had come this far, solely relying on his will. His body had long given up. He was tired, mentally and physically. Not to mention, he had just lost a hand and was still losing a lot of blood. He was on the brink of collapse, but just like a hard-headed soldier who wasn't going to stop killing his enemies to defend his kingdom until his last breath, Vincent, too, was unwilling.

He had things to protect, and he had people who were waiting for him out of the monster tower. That's why he couldn't afford to feel weak at this moment, and that's also why he wasn't going to give up unless he won or died.

Before the crimson one could even stomp his foot on the ground, Vincent controlled the nine tails, moving them down to his legs. He made them immediately wrap around the crimson one's legs, and then, using them, he also tore his legs off his body, effectively immobilizing him.

"You've nowhere to run to." Vincent was now sure that this was the end and that he would win in a moment.

"You'll regret it." The crimson one said as the sticky black substance pressed below his waist. "They will come for you again and again until they can take you. You can't even remember what you mean to them, what your existence means to the universe. And the moment you realize it, it would already be too late. But don't worry, just like the last time, I will wait for you to come to me. I will wait for you to give up your body willingly."

"Who are they?!" Vincent asked.

"Hahaha!" The crimson one didn't give him a reply and just started laughing. Although he was the one that seemed to have lost this battle, he appeared genuinely happy, making Vincent feel that something terrible was about to happen.

Blood gushed out of Vincent's shoulder and immediately solidified into a hand that grabbed the crimson sword lying beside his amputated arm, immediately picking it up. Then, the sound of a sword impaling the flesh and then blood gushing out sounded out once again. Accompanying them were the crimson one's agonized laughter. They sounded so weird that Vincent couldn't differentiate whether he was crying or laughing. The crimson one's laugh was more like a feral howl filled dread and misery than happiness. It was sad, but Vincent wasn't going to show him any mercy. He hardened his heart and released even more of the suction force.

A moment later, the sealing energy of a dark color enveloped the crimson one from head to toe.

"This is the end," Vincent's words sounded out in his twin's ears, who smiled widely. He immediately saw the crimson one's boy twisting and blurring as if it was about to vanish any moment now, and he was looking forwards to that happening.

"It isn't the end until one of us dies." The crimson one said, knowing full well that he would get a chance to return and fight back for control over Vincent's body. Next time, he will be more ruthless in his attacks!

"There won't be any more chances," Vincent said. He was going to ask everything about what happened from Noah and try to know about everything himself and the crimson one, and also the reason why his father had sealed such a thing inside of his body and messed with his memories. And then he would make sure never to let this thing come out of the nine seals.

Vincent wasn't able to sense eight of the nine seals, but he could feel the ninth one, so he was sure that there were nine seals in his body, and he was going to use them to keep the crimson one sealed. Until the day he could come up with a way to deal with the crimson one's immortality, he wouldn't let him see the light of the day, no matter what and no matter how far he would need to go.

"That's not up to you to decide." The crimson one as his body twisted into a spiral of red lines. It was a wonder how he was still able to speak. After all, he didn't have a mouth nor lips, and so on. Vincent wasn't surprised, though. He guessed that it might be some sort of mental communication technique or maybe telepathy. Who knows?

"It happened once before, and it happened today, so it is going to happen once again. I hope you look forward to itmy return, that is." With a laugh, the crimson one vanished into thin air, but the words he had left in his disappearance came as a mental blow to Vincent undoubtedly. Now, he couldn't help but think of the crimson one resurgence again and again, and also the people and the events the crimson one mentioned just before vanishing.

[Congratulations! You've successfully sealed the crimson one in the space behind the nine seals!]

[As the crimson one had disappeared, the Hell's Paradise had also shut down.]

[Congratulations! You've freed yourself from the curse of death by more than a hundred cuts!]

Vincent felt something traveling into the depth of his brain and then vanishing. He breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground, blood coming out of his body profusely. Although in a lot of pain, he felt relieved. Sealing the crimson one made him feel like a heavy boulder got lifted off his chest, helping him relax, and his eyes started to close.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, Vincent felt something hammering his head, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.