"However, we have already found a Witch with an extrely pure bloodline. As long as You grant power, I will be able to capture her."
Kayron said, "What I value most is the spirit of the contract; rules are rules. Sacrifice first, then receive power. Your ancestors all abided by the contract; do you still delude yourself into thinking I would break it for you?"
Baron Max pleaded, "Lord Kayron, the situation is different now. The enemy will soon breach our defenses, and if I die, there will be no one left to make sacrifices to You..."
"Hahaha..." Kayron burst into laughter. "To think that a puny creature like you dares to threaten ? What impact could your life or death possibly have on ? If the Witches’ Aid Society were no more, what impact could that possibly have on ? Eventually, soone will find this place; soone will always make a pact with to gain power."
"Lord Kayron..."
Max wanted to continue begging, but Kayron interrupted him. "Don’t beg any longer. Instead, ponder how you will receive your guest. Hey, boy...have you eavesdropped enough?"
Max imdiately looked towards the basent passage. There was a flash of light, and Yan Xing appeared out of thin air before his eyes.
"How... how did you get in here?"
Yan Xing walked a slow, probing path around the edge of the altar and replied to Max, "Of course, I followed you in. Who would’ve thought such a gem lay hidden beneath a decrepit old castle. Baron Max, won’t you make an introduction?"
Kayron remained silent where he sat.
Max moved closer to Kayron’s side and answered, "Yan Xing, don’t be too smug. I know there’s a vast gap between my power and yours, but this is the ancient Demon God Kayron. According to legend, he is..."
Yan Xing interrupted with a smile, "Hey, don’t rush with the titles. Your Demon God Kayron is about to vanish."
"You dare slander Lord Kayron..."
Max seized on Yan Xing’s words, hoping to incriminate him. If I can enrage the Demon God, his death would be a re flick of a finger away.
But Max discovered... Demon God Kayron was truly almost extinguished.
Demon God Kayron’s fiery form was sustained by the flas produced from Max’s burning blood. The blood Max had just offered was almost consud, and Demon God Kayron’s figure had grown much dimr.
With the enemy at the gates, Max knew that offering his blood was consuming his own life force, yet he quickly slit his palm to continue the offering. Then, to conserve his blood, he dared not waste any more words and said to Kayron, "Lord Kayron... it’s him! He killed all the senior mbers of the Witches’ Aid Society. He also kidnapped a Witch of pure bloodline. Please, Lord, te out divine punishnt upon him and avenge your faithful followers!"
Kayron looked at Yan Xing, who was standing outside the altar, and asked, "Who are you? The energy emanating from you feels familiar."
After Max had fled the manor, Yan Xing followed him to discover what secrets he was hiding. He hadn’t expected to find soone quite so formidable beneath the heavily guarded, dilapidated old fortress. Yan Xing positioned himself close to the exit, ready to instantly use Arc Light Blink to escape if danger arose.
"Master... the opponent’s strength is very powerful, but he seems unable to leave the altar."
Yan Xing could also feel the surging power within the altar. He replied to Kayron, "The energy from you also feels very familiar to . It appears we co from the sa place."
Upon hearing Yan Xing’s response, Max was visibly shocked, hiding his entire body behind Kayron. His bulky figure, however, only made the attempt look comical.
"Lord Kayron, is he... is he also a deity?"
"A deity? I certainly am not," Yan Xing answered, gazing at Kayron. "I’m quite curious as to your true identity as a ’Demon God’."
Kayron’s tone remained relaxed. "I never claid to be any ’Demon God’; that’s just a title they’ve bestowed upon . However, I haven’t t you before. You must be one of my descendants. What do they call you?"
"My na is Yan Xing," Yan Xing answered.
To which Kayron voiced his dissatisfaction, "Don’t the younger generations know how to introduce themselves anymore? Race, the title bestowed by the deities, then your na. And... the race you protect."
Yan Xing, unsure of how to respond, silently observed Kayron.
He’s a bit of a chatterbox.
He doesn’t harbor much hostility toward ; on the contrary... it feels a bit like seeing soone from back ho.
If his true self were in the Magic World, he wouldn’t act as if he hadn’t seen soone from ho in ages.
Perhaps... his real body is trapped sowhere.
Just like the Nine-Headed Dragon.
"As a senior, shouldn’t you introduce yourself first?"
This ti, Kayron fell silent.
And at this mont, Max was the most anxious.
You two go back and forth, silent for ages after a single sentence! You have ti to chat, but it’s my blood fueling this connection!
Seeing Kayron’s fiery form fading again, Max could only imdiately let more blood to add fuel.
I want to urge them to talk faster, but I don’t dare speak out of turn.
"Forget it..." After thinking for a mont, Kayron said, "If you don’t want to talk, neither do I. Let’s just call each other by our current nas. Without the weight of our backgrounds, you and I could be friends."
Yan Xing knew that for so reason, Kayron must regard him as an equal.
Keeping our identities hidden... Kayron’s origin is a mystery, but for right now, this might be the best outco.
Just as Kayron said, with no burdenso backgrounds, there’s no conflict. Becoming friends seems like a good option.
Even superficial friends are better than another powerful enemy.
"I can do that; the thing I like to do most is make friends." Having been a ruler in the Magic World, Yan Xing had a very good grasp of the deanor of a powerful person. He then asked, "As friends, is there anything I can do to help you?"
Kayron fell silent again.
Hiding behind him, the impatient Max was truly anxious.
If you two "gods" beco friends, I’ll be safe... but can’t we speed this up a bit? That’s my blood burning on the ground!
Max, with no other choice, added fuel to the ground again.
Kayron still had so reservations about this new ’friend.’ After all, he didn’t know what had transpired in the world during his long absence, nor the true nature of this ’fellow countryman.’
But since he can move freely in this world, his strength must be imnse.
After a long thought, Kayron decided to state his needs.
Anyway... I have nothing left to lose.
"I ca to this world a very, very long ti ago, but I need to use a certain dium to move freely here. This dium is the energy from our world. The so-called Witches are actually descendants of people from our world, living in this one. Therefore, the blood of a Witch is a dium for . However, as their bloodline grew thinner with each passing generation, I was eventually trapped here and fell into slumber. Not long ago, mbers of the Witches’ Aid Society awakened with the blood of a pure-blooded Witch. But that small amount of blood was only enough to sustain my presence in this world, not enough for to leave this place. You understand what I an."
Yan Xing did understand.
As long as I don’t give Kayron the dium, he can only stay in this altar and will eventually return to slumber as his energy depletes.
This dium...
Should I give it to him, or not?
Yan Xing pondered the pros and cons of both choices, considering the potential risks of letting Kayron leave this altar.
This entity could very well be on par with the Nine-Headed Dragon. Releasing it... could genuinely usher in a new mythological era.
"I can give you the dium, but I have conditions," Yan Xing said.
Kayron replied, "Of course. To receive sothing, one must give sothing in return. Once I agree, I will certainly abide by the contract between us. But... don’t make your conditions too harsh."
Yan Xing smiled and said, "My family’s creed is ’to keep one’s word,’ and we are both people who respect contracts. Having a common code is a good start to a friendship."
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