None of the other Harcos Bloodline mbers showed any signs of Blood Rage, except for Sigurd who had been troubled by her twice. It was hard for her not to suspect that his condition was also related to her actions.
If it had been those bastards from the Blood Demon Church, she wouldn't have cared.
After reading Sigurd's mories, she knew that besides his Bloodline identity, he was just a "normal person" who hoped to live a peaceful life.
Under such circumstances, she couldn't stand by and watch him die.
Of course, more crucially, she didn't understand why a Blood Rage warranted execution.
It was clearly a situation that could be resolved by drinking blood.
Even if not through drinking blood, with her own "True Ancestor Bloodline" and Demigod-level Position, she had the power to quell Sigurd's raging Bloodline.
Or was there so secret within the Harcos Clan that she was not aware of?
At this thought, Charlotte glanced at Sigurd, who had passed out, still kneeling on one knee, and said,
"He only shows signs of Blood Rage, surely that isn't enough to kill him?"
Sofia furrowed her brow.
She let out a sigh and said,
"Queen Charlotte, our Harcos Clan is different from other Bloodlines; our Blood Rage... is irreversible."
"From the mont Sigurd showed signs of Blood Rage, his fate was sealed."
"I appreciate your kindness, but... this is an internal affair of the Harcos Clan. Please don't interfere."
"If you truly sympathize, then don't stop from taking action, don't let Sigurd... beco a monster that has lost all reason."
An irreversible Bloodline Curse?
A monster that has lost all reason?
Charlotte was stunned.
Just as she was about to say sothing, a powerful surge of Magic Energy suddenly erupted, and the Bloodline mbers around her exclaid in alarm:
"No! He's transford!"
"Lord Sofia! Be careful!"
"ROAR—!"
A deep roar.
Sigurd, with his heart crushed, suddenly stood up again. His eyes were crimson, his mouth full of sharp fangs, his face marred by blue veins and black patterns, and two massive lumps bulged from his back.
Soon, those lumps burst, sprouting a pair of hideous bat wings...
With a bellow, he charged towards Sofia.
"Lord Sofia!"
The Bloodline mbers cried out in alarm.
Watching "Sigurd" rush towards her, Sofia's expression changed. She swiftly parried with her sword, the blade sparking against "Sigurd's" nails.
"ROAR—!"
"Sigurd" roared again, his body further swelling, two more lumps appearing under his arms, expanding and twisting, quickly forming two new arms.
In the blink of an eye, "Sigurd" had beco unrecognizable, transford into a hideous and terrifying monster, and his aura surged from Starry to Silver Moon and continued to climb...
Was this... Blood Demonization?
Charlotte's gaze sharpened.
At the sa ti, she felt the Blood Holy Scripture deep within her consciousness suddenly emit a faint glow, a subtle trembling that originated from "Sigurd."
This trembling even resonated within Charlotte herself.
Subtly, Charlotte began to feel an unexpected thirst and sensed an indescribable attraction emanating from "Sigurd's" form.
Charlotte's gaze intensified.
Almost instinctively, she took a step forward, but was quickly stopped by Sofia.
"Queen Charlotte, this is an internal matter of the Harcos Clan. Please do not interfere."
Sofia said.
After speaking, she raised her sword, pointing it directly at "Sigurd":
"To arms!"
"Yes!"
The Bloodline mbers responded in unison.
Imdiately afterward, Charlotte saw Harcos's Blood Heirs form a compact Magic Energy Formation under Sofia's command.
They moved skillfully, enclosing "Sigurd" within.
"ROAR—"
Sigurd roared once more and charged at the Bloodline mbers. The battle... had begun in earnest.
It was an extrely difficult fight.
Although Sofia's side was nurically superior, the Blood Demonized "Sigurd" had beco even more powerful.
Far surpassing a typical Blood Demonization, his strength grew disturbingly formidable. His aura continued to rise, surpassing Silver Moon and pushing forward towards the peak of Silver Moon.
The Bloodline mbers quickly found themselves in a bloody battle.
Dark red glows fell upon the monster, leaving wounds that quickly healed.
The monster roared incessantly, pounding its chest and attacking the Bloodline mbers. Even with the Magic Energy Formation absorbing so impact, each blow left their faces pale and lips bleeding.
And it was not just that.
The monster, despite being surrounded, showed no signs of weakness. On the contrary, it continued to grow more frenzied in battle, and its aura reached the pinnacle of Silver Moon, vaguely showing signs of evolving towards the Blazing Sun.
The monster's strength increased relentlessly, the pressure on the Bloodline side grew, and soon... injuries among them mounted.
Furthermore, as ti went on, so Bloodline mbers began to breathe heavily. Though there were no signs yet, their condition was clearly becoming dangerous.
This was not an ordinary Blood Demonization; they were no match for this Blood Demon, and if the fight continued... their own Bloodlines might also be at risk of raging.
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