LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 84 - 84 Exaggerated Expenditure, Spent a Fortune (2/4)
Chapter 84: Chapter 84 Exaggerated Expenditure, Spent a Fortune (2/4)
Bloodline shackles??
Upon hearing the system prompt, Lide’s expression froze.
In his mind, an extremely vague memory surfaced: more than a century ago, the Blood Clan Ancestor had established a rule that no member of the Bloodline could exceed his level.
And it was after that event that the Talent Specialization known as the bloodline shackle was activated.
But since so much time had passed, Lide did not know the exact reason why the Blood Clan Ancestor had issued this command imprinted in their bloodlines.
Perhaps the Blood Clan Ancestor was too weak at the time and feared a rebellion; limiting the power of the Bloodline was the best choice. There might have been other reasons, but they were no longer important.
For Lide, the power of the bloodline shackles was a severe impediment to the development of the Bloodline, and it had to be broken.
“No wonder I felt something unusual in the bloodline when I last invoked the command with the bloodline shackles. It turned out to be a command issued by the Blood Clan Ancestor.”
Lide did not hesitate; the Bloodline had already pledged unwavering loyalty to him, with no chance of rebellion.
Therefore, it was necessary to remove the shackles that bound their necks.
He focused his thoughts and chose the second option, to break the bloodline shackles.
After confirming, all Bloodline members suddenly turned their heads towards Lide’s location at that moment.
They could feel the oppressive chains in their bloodlines being removed at that moment, as if a collar was lifted from their necks, granting them the right to breathe freely.
Feeling this deeply, whether it be Audis at the borders, Ivy, or Frey guarding the sacred land, all of them turned toward the direction of Lide and bowed simultaneously.
Their faces showed excitement.
Frey, the strongest of the second-generation Bloodline members, who had participated in the war against Green City a century ago, could even clearly feel his level, which had been stuck at 9, was about to make a breakthrough.
Becoming an Advanced Profession seemed within reach.
Not just Frey, all members of the Bloodline, upon detecting the anomalies within their bodies, were filled with excitement. They were unaware of what had occurred, but it surely was a remarkable deed done for them by the Ancestor Crown.
Praise the Ancestor!
After removing the shackles that bound all Bloodline members, Emi, who was still in a deep slumber, also underwent a drastic change.
Through the modification of the Bloodline, her originally pale hair turned wholly black, and the wrinkles on her face disappeared bit by bit, revealing smooth skin once again.
Her frail body also slowly grew at that moment, becoming more robust.
It was Lide’s first time witnessing the process of a human becoming Bloodline, his curiosity kept him closely watching Emi’s attribute panel.
Emi Bill (Asleep, in the process of race transformation)
Transformation race: Bloodline, current transformation progress 37%
Current status——Lacking energy
Success rate 33%…
Lide frowned; Emi’s attributes had completely changed.
Moreover, her status was very worrying, especially the negative status of lacking energy gave him a bad premonition.
The transformation from human to Bloodline was not always successful; if one couldn’t withstand the erosion and transformation of the Bloodline, then failure could occur.
And the only consequence of failure was death.
The value of a level-14 Shadow Priest was beyond doubt; if the transformation failed, it would be a considerable loss.
Lacking energy, lacking energy, Lide muttered to himself a few times, and then his eyes lit up as if he had thought of something. He took out the Magic Blood he always carried with him.
“Augustine, feed him the Magic Blood.”
Augustine took it and propped up Emi, who had already appeared at least ten years younger, pouring all of the Magic Blood into his mouth.
Glug, glug, glug~
Swallowing instinctively, Emi’s originally pale face instantly looked much better after drinking the Magic Blood.
Lide looked at the attribute panel
Emi Bill (Asleep, in the process of race transformation)
Transformation race: Bloodline, current transformation progress 40%
Current status——Lacking energy
Success rate 38%…
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Contrary to expectations, consuming a bottle of Magic Blood only slightly improved his state from before, with the success rate increasing by just 5%.
He still lacked energy.
Without hesitation, Lide took out the remaining two bottles of Magic Blood.
“Augustine, have him drink it all.”
“Harrison, go to the blood pool and bring back two large bottles of Magic Blood.”
“Yes, Clan Leader.”
Magic Blood was more useful to Bloodlines than any magic potion, its attributes providing an almost oppressive boost to the race.
Emi was currently undergoing the transformation into a Bloodline, and the effects of the Magic Blood should be even greater on him.
Even though he had already consumed several bottles of Magic Blood, this was far from enough for a level 14 Shadow Priest.
Lide, who was incredibly wealthy, was not concerned about this minor consumption. A pool of Magic Blood could sustain 200 Bloodlines for three years.
Now, with the human feeding plan for Bloodlines about to start, the blood pool would not run short of blood, ensuring that quality resources were used where they mattered most.
For a level 14 professional on the brink of reaching level 15, no investment was too great.
After receiving more Magic Blood, Emi’s body transformed again, his already rejuvenated face becoming even younger and his frail body growing stronger.
Within just ten minutes, Emi had gone from an aged old man to appearing merely in his fifties.
Furthermore, his originally frail body now looked like that of a normal person, no longer emanating the near-decaying sensation of old age.
However, what made Lide furrow his brow was that the attributes had changed again.
Emi Bill (Asleep, Transformation in Progress)
Transforming Race: Bloodline, Current Transformation Degree: 55%
Current Status — Extremely Lacking Energy
Success Rate: 35%…
After two 100-milliliter bottles of Magic Blood were consumed, not only did Emi not get any relief, but the negative state of lacking energy worsened to an extreme deficiency as the transformation degree increased, resulting in a further decline in the success rate.
Thankfully, Harrison had already brought back two large bottles of Magic Blood from the blood pool.
The Magic Blood filling the Crystal Bottles was at least 5000 milliliters each, and with two bottles totaling over 10000 milliliters, Lide did not hesitate to pour one directly into Emi.
Gulp, gulp, gulp—
Watching Augustine’s exaggerated pouring technique, Lide was inexplicably reminded of his childhood days of flooding gopher holes back in his hometown.
With a large bottle of Magic Blood down, Emi’s condition stabilized once more, and the negative state of lacking energy changed to amply energized.
And so, half a Sunshine Hour, one Sunshine Hour, two Sunshine Hours.
Time flew by, and during this period, the other bottle of Magic Blood was also entirely consumed by Emi, to the point that Harrison made another trip to the blood pool, this time bringing back four large bottles.
Under Lide’s somewhat distressed gaze, Emi managed to finish off those four large bottles of Magic Blood as well.
The transformation in its final stages required a tremendous amount of energy for every 1% of progress.
If it wasn’t for the fact that the last of the four bottles of Magic Blood caused Emi’s transformation degree to finally reach 100%, this blasphemer fell into a deep slumber.
Lide really began to wonder if the man’s stomach was connected to a sewer line.
Not even a unicorn could drink that much.
Emi Bill (Asleep, Undergoing Metamorphosis)
All of Emi’s attributes had disappeared, leaving behind only a simple name and status bar.
At that moment, Lide heaved a sigh of relief; after all the effort and great expense, things had finally stabilized.
Reaching this point was a success, and the investment was not in vain.
Those were six large bottles of Magic Blood, after all, which could have advanced twice the current number of Mage Apprentices in the Crimson Mage Tower to full-fledged Mages.
This was indeed a heavy investment.
Now, all that was left was to wait for this major boss, known as a blasphemer, to awaken.
Lide’s gaze held a mix of distress and anticipation; he was eager to find out what kind of surprise his first Bloodline would bring him.