LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 83 - 83: Extreme Taste, Doing Something to the Old Man... (1/4)
Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Extreme Taste, Doing Something to the Old Man… (1/4)
After an exhilarating speech, the crowd dispersed in high spirits.
Lide, feeling rather helpless, returned to the central area with Harrison and Augustine.
He hadn’t expected that these people would love listening to him speak so much…each time he needed to serve them some “chicken soup for the soul” to satisfy them.
The uninitiated rabbits, who had not experienced the explosion of knowledge, were unaware that what stirred their blood and warmed their hearts, filling them with hope, was something called “chicken soup for the soul” in another world, and it was deeply despised by many.
However, the advantages were quite clear; after a few speeches, the affection these commoners held for Lide had reached a considerable level.
His kindness, his power, his domineering presence—all of these deeply awed the people, evoking both respect and fear.
Yet this was not a bad thing; it would help them integrate into Dawn City more quickly.
Now that the land had been distributed, Lide was quite certain these people were stable.
As long as they didn’t capture too many people at once in the future, these individuals would become a sparking flame in Dawn City, proactively assisting the Bloodline race in assimilating other humans.
Each person would act as a propaganda officer, willingly promoting the great achievements of the Bloodline and Lide’s greatness.
Then he would not have to exert as much effort as he had today.
City Hall.
After appointing Harrison and Augustine as the first speaker and vice-speaker, Lide had no time to oversee them.
The clever Harrison found an unoccupied manor in the central area and transformed it into the City Hall office.
The logistics and security teams would come to the City Hall to receive new orders during shift changes.
Thus, City Hall became the busiest place in Dawn City.
Today, even more so, a dense crowd packed City Hall to the brim, all there to register and receive land.
Lide, naturally, didn’t need to worry about these trivial matters, and reached the third floor amidst the respectful gazes of the crowd.
An office entirely his own.
Even though it was his first visit, the most luxurious and best office in City Hall was reserved for him.
The rest of the Bloodline cleared out, leaving only Lide, Harrison, and Augustine in the office.
They sat down.
“What’s become of the blasphemer?”
He hadn’t forgotten about Emi, who bore the title of blasphemer; it was just that he had been too busy dealing with human affairs and pushed this blasphemer to the back of his mind.
Now that he had some time, he naturally wanted to deal with this matter.
“Clan Leader, your captive has stabilized after consuming the Magic Blood, but is still in a severe coma and unlikely to wake up soon.”
Adoration filled Harrison’s eyes; learning that the captured blasphemer was originally a 14th level advanced professional only increased his reverence for Lide, nearly bursting from his chest.
As for Emi, naturally, she was being strictly guarded.
Never underestimate a spellcaster, even if they are severely injured.
Lide’s gaze flickered with thought.
“If you were to make this Shadow Priest your Bloodline…”
Upon hearing this, Harrison pondered for a moment then shook his head.
“Clan Leader, I am not suitable; your bloodline is the most powerful among the Bloodline. If I were to convert him, the blasphemers’ strength might fall to level 9.”
Lide nodded; the difference between level 14 and level 9 was too great, practically not of the same dimension.
He didn’t understand why all second-generation Bloodline levels were at level 9, as if the level 10 threshold importantly hindered them.
As a result, he was the only one in the entire Bloodline with advanced combat capability.
This clearly did not align with the identity of the Bloodline as an Upper Race.
However, he could not find the reason for this phenomenon for the time being and could only bury it in his mind.
Now, with Emi, an Advanced Level 14 professional, held in his hands, turning the latter into a Bloodline while preserving his level would undoubtedly give a significant boost to the high-end powers of the Bloodline.
Bloodline had become an Upper Race for a reason: enemies captured by the Bloodline could become new members of the Bloodline. The stronger the enemy, the greater the benefits the Bloodline gained after defeating them.
Dawn City now also needed high-end combat power in the Bloodline to protect them in his absence.
Emi, who bore the title of blasphemer, undoubtedly entered Lide’s selection criteria.
However, Lide was conflicted about whether embracing an old man as a fledgling was too perverse?!
After Lide voiced his concern, although Harrison did not understand why Lide asked such a basic question known to the Bloodline, he still explained,
“Clan Leader, the First Embrace doesn’t have to be at the neck. You only need to inject the Bloodline’s blood into the recipient’s body.
You could do so on the blasphemer’s wrist…”
Although still slightly confused, Harrison held no suspicion. He was their king, the sovereign of the Bloodline, and his unwavering loyalty was not a joke.
Upon hearing this explanation, Lide instantly relaxed, as biting an old man’s neck was simply distasteful. Biting a young maid like Vina might be more palatable, but just biting a hand carried no such psychological burden.
“Augustine, bring the blasphemer to me,” he ordered.
“Yes, Clan Leader.”
Augustine, always quiet and fond of wearing a black trench coat, turned and left the room with his long bow and arrows.
In less than half a Sunshine Hour, the unconscious Emi was carried into the room.
In his unconscious state, the blasphemer lacked the assertive strength to resist Lide directly; his graying hair and small stature exuded an air of age brought on by the passage of time, and his oversized burlap robe made him look even more frail.
Nobody would imagine that this unconscious, frail old man was a boss-level figure bearing the title of blasphemer.
Emi Bill
Title: Blasphemer (Damage to Divine Position holders increased by +30%)
Age: 67
Level: 14 (Severely unconscious, current level is 12)
Profession: Shadow Priest
Introduction: A traitor to the Knight God, a blasphemer who walks in shadows, Vice President of the Dark Contract.
Every time Lide looked at Emi’s attribute panel, he could feel a powerful aura emanating from it.
Although unable to see specific skills and talent specializations, just the information hinted at in the evaluations allowed him to vaguely sense what this old man had once endured.
No longer hesitating, under their watchful eyes, Lide stepped beside Emi, took his hand, bared his fangs, and injected the blood of the Blood Clan Ancestor.
As if driven by the Bloodline’s innate nature, once Lide decided to develop him into a Bloodline, a natural flow of strength from his bloodline merged into his bloodstream.
The blood, endowed with special power, flowed through his fangs into Emi’s body.
The powerful Bloodline Power began to mutate upon entering the human body.
Reproducing, devouring, assimilating, restructuring—from a microscopic perspective, the Bloodline’s DNA disrupted the human DNA at the fundamental level; after the disruption, it rearranged and formed new DNA.
Some resilient fragments of human DNA that weren’t destroyed became part of this new DNA.
After feeling the strength from his bloodline fully transferred into Emi’s body, Lide felt an indescribable emptiness wash over him.
He stood up with a dizzy head and slightly weak legs, reminiscent of the state after an indescribable activity.
As he stood there groggily, the system’s prompt suddenly widened his eyes.
“Ding~ Bloodline Evolution in progress. Detected the hindrance of Bloodline shackles’ power,
you have the following choices.
1. Preserve the original Bloodline shackles’ power, allowing the evolving Bloodline’s level to decrease from 14 to 9.
2. Break through the Bloodline shackles’ power, preserving the Bloodline’s original level
Note: Once you choose to break through the Bloodline shackles’ power, all Bloodline members will automatically break through the shackles, and the process is irreversible.”