Chapter 142: High-Rank Warrior Beelzebub
The crimson moon sank below the horizon.
Its red afterglow slowly dissipated.
Pale dawn light began to emerge on the far horizon.
The battle was finally nearing its end.
Occasional bs twanged, eg through the smoke-filled temporary camp.
The uninjured mutated s were perf a final up of the corpse piles and any surviving monsters.
Fierce fmes surged up again.
Bck smoke rolled into the thick mist.
Corpses piled up, waiting to be burned, exuding a ing stench.
The refugees, who had been on edge all night, began their wain.
Their task was heavy: to ftten the slopes on the hill and y the groundwork for future buildings.
Hardly anyone had slept well, but they worked with determination.
Last night's battle and victory showed them they had found a safe pce to settle.
A strong force that could provide safety was far more effective than promises they hadn't yet seen.
Adam Smith anxiously burned all the bodies while grimly tallying the losses.
Though they had wotle, the Thorn Mert Caravan had paid a heavy price.
All 20 s were destroyed!
35 guards dead!
6 elite guards dead!
ained Adam Smith even more than the losses in manpower was the accumuted cost—over 100,000 worth of supplies!
Although most of the resources beloo Bay Territory and its lord...
Adam Smith, having tied himself closely to Bay Territory, felt that the inexplicable battle’s losses would severely impact its development.
He mulled over how to report this bad o the lord with the proper worried expression.
Ient at the ter of the camp, Matthew thoughtfully observed the unscious Beelzebub.
"Unscious..."
"Bloodline awakening in progress..."
Last night's battle had bee a unique key, unlog a special door within Beelzebub.
Bloodline power!
Having withe power of true dragon bloodlines, Matthew was awed by Beelzebub’s ce to gain su ability.
However, it was clear that Beelzebub cked the strength and preparation to fully activate his bloodline on his own.
Data analysis revealed to Matthew that Beelzebub was fag three possible outes.
"First possibility: Bloodline awakening failure—97% ce. Strength greatly reduced, and the difficulty of future awakenings doubles!"
"Sed possibility: Bloodline awakening success—2.9% ce. Strength surges, but lingering side effects will take a year and a half to recover from."
"Third possibility: Bloodline awakening and evolution—0.1% ce. Strength and potential greatly increase (Note: Seleg this option costs 1,000 Fate s and 20,000 experience points to achieve perfe)."
Matthew rubbed his temples, finally uanding.
Even in this world, money, resources, and even one’s in were essential.
The poor, relying on mutations, were already limited in their potential!
Bloodline awakening and evolution—the same option that would likely atthew or Yaya far fewer resources.
Because of Beelzebub’s limited talent, the process from nothing to something articurly difficult!
Staring at Beelzebub’s unscious face, Matthew helplessly sighed:
"Alright, I suppose it’s like buying a prized horse at a high price!"
Despite his words, Matthew’s smile betrayed his satisfa.
Now, he no longer had to worry about a ck of talent among his subordinates!
A radiant blue light surrouhe slumbering Beelzebub.
The thin force within him rapidly grew denser.
Under Matthew's careful watch, it gradually transformed Beelzebub's body.
Boy increased, and his already rge frame grew even more.
Matthew predicted that, once fully transformed, Beelzebub would stand at 2.5 meters tall.
Along with his bones, his skin, muscles, nerves, and even internal ans were strengthened.
Their density and resiliencreased astonishingly, giving Matthew a wealth of insights.
The mysterious force worked as though programmed, steadily fortifying Beelzebub's body.
This time, Matthew could observe more closely—the tiny blue lights of experience points and Fate s primarily trated in active areas.
It felt to Matthew as if...
Beelzebub’s bloodline power was the program's code.
Experience points served as the universal material to realize and strehat code.
As for Fate s, they acted as the stabilizers, ensuring the pn proceeded smoothly, without uainty.
bihe three elements advanced Beelzebub's bloodliivation and evolution!
Matthew itted every detail of the process to memory, p with anticipation:
"Does this mean that if I decipher the principles and specifics of bloodline enha..."
"I could use higher-quality nutrition fluids and repair potions instead of experience points for strengthening and energy?"
"Finally, using effit Wish spells to repce Fate s’ fun..."
"Perhaps iure, I could mass-produce elite professionals with bloodline abilities..."
"..."
Of course, this was just a burst of inspiration for Matthew.
To achieve it would likely take a long time.
It might even be impossible to aplish.
But Matthew was fident aermio walk that path, step by step.
After all, he could use his special abilities to solve one "correswer" after another.
With both the result and the path ahead, Mattheilling to i in it.
In the face of a hopeless future, Matthew khat personal strength was limited, and most ordinary people’s strength was limited as well.
What Matthew aimed to do was turn many ordinary people into Beelzebubs!
If every human became extraordinary, every one a legendary figure...
Even the lofty gods would have no choice but to lower their arrogant heads and listen carefully to humanity’s voice.
At that moment, Matthew felt his thoughts clear, finally finding a glimmer of hope iernal darkness.
pletely unaware of the immense significe he represented, Beelzebub groggily opened his eyes, instinctively shouting in pain:
"e on, you disgusting monster!"
The rge man sat up, log eyes with Matthew’s intense gaze. The anger surging within him quickly vanished, repced by inexplicable "fear."
Beelzebub reized that gaze from this mysterious and powerful Arist.
It was the same look he used to dissect prey and expin it iail to the younglings of his tribe...
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