Chapter 138: Chapter 55: [Crimson Era] Poisoning the Prince
GURGLE... GURGLE... GURGLE...
He felt the power of the Shadow Realm slowly flowing.
Zorn slightly increased the power of the Upper Rank Ringed Snake’s Eye’s Forbidden Curse, making the path of the flowing Shadow Power clearly visible.
It was just as Zorn had predicted.
So of this flowing Shadow Realm power was absorbed by the Shadow Castle, so by the treasure chest, and the rest simply dissipated.
Lifting his head, Zorn took a deep breath and looked at the castle cellar before him.
In the gloomy surroundings, Zorn’s eyes glead with a spiritual light.
He had done a rough count earlier when he removed these sleeping Blood Race coffins from the Shadow Realm.
There were 54 sleeping mbers of the Blood Race in total.
’These...’
His eyes narrowed slightly as he gently rubbed his fingers together.
’Are all orthodox Shadow Blood Race, the kind with complete Sequence Crystal Cores.’
’After killing them, the Level 5 Spiritual Shadow Blood Race Crystal Cores I harvest will be perfect sacrificial materials.’
’I can use them to obtain a decent Shadow Blood Race Sequence from a hidden Blood Race progenitor deep within the Shadow Dinsion.’
’Aside from a slight aversion to light, the Shadow Blood Race has almost no drawbacks.’
’At the sa ti, I can use this material to obtain other Shadow Sequences from other hidden Lords of Shadow.’
’The Sanma Mafia are all just an underground force that can’t be brought into the light.’
’They’re a perfect match for these Shadow Sequences, complenting each other wonderfully.’
’And with this batch of Shadow Sequences, the daily harvest of Fighting Essence will increase considerably.’
As for capturing and enslaving these Level 5 mbers of the Shadow Blood Race to serve as his minions, that was clearly not feasible.
It was like how humans can swim and play in water for a short ti, but obviously can’t live in it for long periods.
The sa was true for these Blood Race mbers from the shadow environnt.
Once these sleeping mbers of the Shadow Blood Race awoke in an environnt that wasn’t the Shadow Dinsion they were adapted to, it wouldn’t be long before they grew weak, developed various ailnts, or even mutated out of control and died.
Using their materials to let humans acquire Shadow Sequence traits suited for them was the correct way to go.
With this in mind, Zorn made a gentle tap in the air before him.
WHOOSH...
As a vortex of wind surged, the Black Mist spread out, and his Spiritual Realm unfurled with it.
Then, Zorn anchored the entire network of anchor points for the sleeping Blood Race’s coffins within his Spiritual Realm.
Under the shroud of Black Mist, the Blood Race coffins were swallowed by the Spiritual Realm one by one.
Killing them here one by one would be too ti-consuming and could easily cause a commotion, leading to unnecessary trouble.
By placing them in his Spiritual Realm, he could kill them slowly after he returned.
The coffins of these sleeping Blood Race mbers were now all anchored inside the Spiritual Realm, where they could slumber for a very, very long ti.
As all fifty-plus sleeping Blood Race mbers were sealed within the Spiritual Realm, rows upon rows of their coffins were packed into a corner, filling it completely.
Zorn couldn’t help but rub the bridge of his nose.
’My Spiritual Realm is starting to look like a Blood Race morgue.’
As Zorn closed his hand, the Spiritual Realm, wrapped in the Calamity Black Mist, rapidly contracted.
Nearby, Hermosa watched his "master’s" incredible and mysterious technique, utterly astonished.
This was the benefit of having developed a "Spiritual Realm."
It was like a small, portable kingdom, capable of storing vast quantities of strategic resources.
’Next, it’s ti to et the sleeping Bloodline Prince, His Excellency Morse.’
’But before that, I need to make so preparations.’
Zorn took out sothing he had prepared long ago from his Spiritual Realm.
But upon seeing what Zorn produced, Hermosa’s eyes went wide, and his legs began to tremble violently.
「About ten or so minutes later.」
Zorn made his way upward, following the sowhat dilapidated spiral stone staircase of the cellar.
The first level of the cellar was a wide and tall Blood Race stone hall.
In the very center, within a massive Hexagram Array over five ters in diater, stood a Dragon Blood Wood Long Sleep Blood Coffin, carved with Blood Race totems.
A dozen or so black chains, so thick and so thin, were wrapped around the blood coffin.
TING... TING... TING...
As if sensing movent, the black chains began to writhe slowly like venomous snakes, making crisp clinking sounds on the ground.
After examining the living "Blood Coffin Lock Chains" for a mont, Zorn turned to Hermosa and said,
"Go up there and kill the Bloodline Prince!"
"Huh? ?"
Hermosa’s face darkened. He couldn’t help but take two steps back, trying to position Zorn in front of him.
"Don’t worry, I’ll support you from a distance."
Noting the Blood Race mber’s subtle movents, Zorn said impassively.
After stamring for a mont, though extrely reluctant, Hermosa finally began to inch slowly toward the Bloodline Prince’s coffin.
But at this rate, he wouldn’t get there by tomorrow morning.
Catching him off guard, Zorn, who was behind him, suddenly kicked out with a burst of Gang Qi.
With Zorn’s "powerful assistance," Hermosa shot toward the coffin at an astonishing speed.
The next mont,
With an explosive "POP!"
Hermosa’s head was directly whipped into a bloody mist by a Blood Coffin Lock Chain.
Imdiately after, the end of the Blood Coffin Lock Chain transford into the head of a black venomous snake, which opened its mouth and inhaled sharply.
The exploded mist of blood was swallowed down with a gurgle.
The other black chains did the sa, swiftly changing into bizarre black snakes that sank their sharp fangs viciously into Hermosa’s body.
Hermosa’s headless body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zorn stood on the stairwell, watching this scene quietly.
This Bloodline Prince possessed a very powerful "Blood Coffin Snake Chain" ability.
Anyone who dared to approach, be it an ordinary bat, a rat, or even a mber of the Shadow Blood Race, would be drained of their blood and devoured.
If he cast a spell from a distance, Zorn could naturally destroy these snake chains.
He could, but there was no need. Zorn had a better way to deal with this Level Six Bloodline Prince.
When he knew he was coming to this Shadow Blood Race Castle,
Zorn had sought out the [Alchemist] Vladimir and had him concoct a potent poison called "Crimson Era."
This was a malicious potion developed by so big shot dedicated to ending the Blood Race’s lineage, one that could truly drive them to extinction.
It was said that this big shot’s favorite Sequence was the Blood Race.
Every new character he created was always a Blood Race specialist.
And this big shot’s ultimate goal was to sleep with every titled female of the Blood Race!
But the won of so powerful Blood Race experts were always hard to get.
And so!
[Crimson Era] was born.
A top-tier, Legendary [Crimson Era] could knock a Legendary Blood Race mber to the ground.
A dozen or so minutes ago, Zorn had injected Hermosa with a full five vials of Lower Rank Level "Crimson Era."
By adding a blocking component to the mixture, the "Crimson Era" would take effect in about twenty minutes.
During this period, his blood would have completely absorbed the effects of the "Crimson Era."
And after this Morse Bloodline Prince absorbed all of Hermosa’s blood,
the effects of "Crimson Era" would be perfectly demonstrated on him.
Even if a Lower Rank Level [Crimson Era] couldn’t kill a Level Six Bloodline Prince, a dose of five full vials was enough to weaken him drastically and strip him of his ability to fight.
Before long,
Hermosa, drained of his blood, was tossed to the ground.
The Blood Coffin Snake Chain whipped lightly.
CRACK!
Hermosa was blasted to pieces.
Zorn waited another five or six minutes, but saw no reaction from the Bloodline Prince’s coffin.
Just as Zorn was pondering this,
"Urrghhh..."
A strange sound, as if resonating from deep within a chest cavity, suddenly rang out.
"GURGLE... GURGLE..."
"GURGLE... GURGLE..."
A continuous series of bizarre sounds echoed throughout the underground stone hall.
All at once, the coffin lid was violently thrown open, crashing heavily to the ground.
The Bloodline Prince—tall, dressed in a tailcoat, his face pale as snow—was seen trembling violently.
After staggering two steps out of the coffin, he suddenly dropped to his knees.
"Urgh..."
As he vomited,
SPLASH...
Viscous blood mixed with necrotic clots spewed from his mouth like a fountain.
Wave after wave.
Each wave contained at least a barrel or two of blood.
After he had vomited a dozen or so waves, the entire underground stone hall was already soaked in the tainted blood.
This amount of blood loss was well beyond the issue of a severed artery.
Zorn figured that this Bloodline Prince’s [Blood Pool] must have burst its banks!
One had to know that the [Blood Pool] was the very foundation of a Blood Race mber.
If the blood in the Blood Pool was all vomited out, the Blood Race mber would have little combat strength left.
"Damned human..."
The Bloodline Prince, having seemingly regained a bit of strength, let out a thunderous roar.
But the next mont!
His body began to tremble violently again.
Then he began to vomit blood uncontrollably once more.
Zorn had originally planned to make a move, but given the amount of blood loss and the Bloodline Prince’s condition,
he figured he probably wouldn’t need to act after all.
After vomiting blood another seven or eight tis,
the Bloodline Prince Morse could no longer support himself. He collapsed, exhausted, into a pool of his own blood, which continued to gurgle from his mouth.
’As expected of the [Crimson Era] developed by that big shot. The effect is absurdly powerful!’
Zorn slowly walked over.
Possessing a powerful Resurrection effect, Zorn had no fear of a last-ditch counterattack from the dying Bloodline Prince Morse.
And Bloodline Prince Morse had indeed completely lost the strength to resist.
Zorn extended his palm and began to absorb the Spiritual Essence of this Level Six Bloodline Prince.
He already had no strength left.
On top of that, the Level 1 Life Absorption had a powerful suppressive effect while active.
The Level Six Bloodline Prince could only watch helplessly as his Spirituality was continuously drained away.
GURGLE... GURGLE... GURGLE...
As he absorbed the Spirituality of a Middle Rank Level Sequence,
Zorn’s Sequence Experience rose rapidly.
14%... 15%... 16%...
「A dozen or so minutes later.」
By the ti Zorn’s Sequence Experience reached about 20%,
the Level Six Bloodline Prince, who had been brought down alive by Zorn’s despicable thods,
filled with resentnt, hatred, despair, and helplessness,
finally breathed his last.
Zorn sensed the Level Six Wandering Soul.
Even a Wandering Soul above Level 10 would be easily handled by Zorn,
let alone this puny Level Six one.
When the Level Six Sequence Crystal Core finished coalescing, Zorn grabbed the Level Six Bloodline Prince’s Wandering Soul and shoved it into the core.
A Level Six Spiritual Sequence Crystal Core was born in Zorn’s hand.
A powerful Middle Rank Level Shadow Sequence Crystal Core.
It could allow a Transcendent to obtain an extrely potent Shadow Sequence.
Compared to those Level 5 Shadow Materials, it was a whole tier higher.
’Absorbing the entire Spirituality of a complete Level Six Bloodline Prince increased my Sequence Level Experience by 6%.’
Zorn nodded silently. This rate of increase was already quite impressive.
Putting the material away, Zorn went to the corner on the right.
In this corner, an extrely dense concentration of Shadow Power was gestating a Shadow Treasure Chest.
Before long, a Shadow Treasure Chest appeared before Zorn. It was pitch-black all over, with dark gold outlines and a few engravings.
A normal Shadow Treasure Chest wouldn’t have these dark gold outlines.
But after being enhanced by the power of the Shadow Realm,
the chest before him was now an "Enhanced Shadow Treasure Chest."
’Ti to test my luck.’
Zorn took a deep breath.
He slowly opened the Domain-enhanced Shadow Treasure Chest.
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