Chapter 81: 81: First mission II
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"Okay," it said, struggling like a child promised candy later. "But... later."
Sekht did not answer. He focused inward. "The mission says to consu twenty different types. I have eleven. I need nine more."
He activated Blood Eye and scanned the jars quickly, searching for distinct types. He did not need to drink a whole jar.
A sip would count.
A taste.
Just enough for the system to register. He selected nine jars with different classifications.
Beastkin (Boar) blood.
Night Deer blood.
Sky Serpent blood.
Shadow Lizard blood.
Demonkin blood.
Beast King blood flakes.
Fallen Angel blood.
Unknown humanoid beast blood.
One more jar that slled strange, labeled by blood eye as "Ash Fang Raptor," a beast from so distant part of purgatory that had been preserved well.
"Nine. That made twenty."
Sekht stared at them. His throat tightened. This was not a heroic mont. This was not a proud mont. This was a man preparing to drink blood like dicine.
He sat down slowly on the chair by the table. His hand hovered over the first jar.
Bat Bat watched him, silent.
Sekht’s fingers touched the jar. He felt the cold glass. He felt the weight of what he was becoming.
"I used to drink water,"
he thought. "Now I’m counting blood types like a collector."
He opened the first jar.
Pop!
A faint scent rose. Boar blood. It was Earthy. It was heavy.
Sekht lifted it. He hesitated. Then he took a sip. It hit his tongue thickly, tallic, warm even though it was preserved. His throat tightened instinctively as if his body wanted to reject it.
Then his blood awakened. A subtle shift inside him, like a locked door opening slightly.
The taste beca... tolerable. Not pleasant. Not disgusting either. Just fuel for his body.
Sekht swallowed. He set the jar down.
"One."
He opened the next. Night Deer blood.
The scent was lighter, almost sweet, with a faint warmth of stamina. He took a sip.
This one felt smoother going down. It did not burn. It settled in his stomach and turned into a gentle heat in his limbs.
"Two."
Then... Sky Serpent blood. It slled sharp, like lightning trapped in a jar. Sekht took a sip.
This one made his tongue tingle. His eyes watered slightly. The blood carried a faint light affinity trace, causing a brief bright sensation behind his eyes, like soone had flashed a torch inside his skull.
He grimaced.
Bat Bat giggled.
Sekht glared at it.
Bat Bat pretended to be innocent.
"Three done."
Shadow Lizard blood. It was cool. It was dark in colour.
Sekht took a sip.
This one slid down like cold oil. For a heartbeat, his shadow on the wall seed to deepen, then return to normal.
"Four."
He moved through the jars one by one. So were simple. So were strange.
Demonkin blood was thick and violent. It tasted like anger. It made his heartbeat quicken for a few seconds, his muscles tightening as if ready to fight.
Beast King blood flakes had to be dissolved with a little chaos energy. When he tasted it, it carried an ancient bitterness, a dominance that made his jaw clench.
Fallen Angel (a fantasy race) blood tasted like tal and ash and sothing sorrowful. It left a faint sting in his chest, like a mory that didn’t belong to him.
Unknown humanoid beast blood was... disturbing. It tasted almost like normal human blood, but with an extra cold depth behind it. His instincts whispered that it belonged to sothing that looked human but wasn’t.
Ash Fang Raptor blood tasted sharp and predatory. It made his senses sharpen briefly, hearing the house creak sowhere far away, slling the wood, slling Bat Bat’s faint sweet scent.
One more sip.
Nine more acknowledgnts of what he was becoming.
By the ti he finished, he sat still for a mont, breathing slowly. His stomach felt heavy. His mind felt sharper. His throat felt less dry.
Bat Bat stared at him with growing outrage.
"You drink," Bat Bat said slowly. "You drink it all."
Sekht wiped his mouth calmly. "I tasted them for you," he corrected.
Bat Bat’s wings flared. "Tasted drink without giving it to ," it accused.
Sekht’s voice remained flat. "I am preparing," he said.
Bat Bat narrowed its eyes.
"Preparing... without sharing," it muttered.
Sekht glanced at it. "Later," he repeated firmly.
Bat Bat slumped dramatically on the bed, like it was dying from betrayal.
Sekht ignored it and focused inward again.
The system chid instantly, like it had been waiting.
[Ding! First Mission is Complete: Blood Variety Trial.
20/20 blood types consud.
Reward Granted:
40% Blood Proficiency.
Blood Proficiency: 100.0%
Blood Awakening:
1%
Current Blood Awakening: 3%]
Sekht’s breath caught. His body reacted before his mind could. Heat surged through his veins, not chaotic and wild like the blood god takeover, but controlled, organized, like power being poured into channels that had been carved already.
His heartbeat deepened.
Ba - dum... Ba - dum...
Not slow like before.
Strong.
His senses sharpened again. His eyes seed to see the lantern fla in more detail, the tiny movents of air around it, the faint dust particles drifting.
Then the system spoke again.
[Ding! The host qualifies for a skill upgrade.
Select one skill to upgrade.]
Sekht did not hesitate.
The system itself had advised him.
Blood Summon needed to be upgraded before he used summoned skill.
He wanted the harpy bat to be as strong as possible. He chose. "Upgrade Blood Summon."
The system responded imdiately.
[Ding! Upgrading Blood Summon...
Processing... ... .... ... ...
Upgrade Complete.]
A cold rush passed through Sekht’s head.
For a mont, he felt as if his mind had expanded — like he could sense a larger space around him, a wider network, more "slots" in reality where summons could exist.
Then the system’s notification appeared.
[Ding! Skill Upgrade Confird.
Blood Summon Lv2 acquired.]
A new wave of power followed.
[Blood Summon Lv2 Effects:
– Minimum summon battle power increased. 1000 battle power is the lowest summon.
– Summon stability improved.
– Low-grade blood now produces higher baseline minions.
– Rare blood summons can evolve into Harpies.
– Summon formation speed increased. – All summons gained the upgrade skill of Claw and bite.]
Then more notifications ca.
[Ding! Stat Increase Detected.
Chaos Energy:
500
Chaos Body:
500]
Sekht’s eyes widened slightly. He pulled up his status window instinctively.
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