Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 779 - 170: Either You Die or I Perish_2

Chapter 779: Chapter 170: Either You Die or I Perish_2

"What does all his rambling mean?" One-eyed stared wide-eyed at the boss.

"I’ve never heard this Beamon proverb before." Liu Zhenhan also looked back at him, feigning ignorance.

The two illiterates were clueless.

"This idiom means retribution." Ning Yu explained to the two dummies using a similar Far East proverb: "It is the same as ’the cycle of heaven, the retribution is unpleasant’."

"Right, it means retribution. Richard, you may not know a fact not recorded in any magic book.... Every blood magic mage, every month, must endure a night of extreme pain from the alternating cycle of cold blood and hot blood. The higher the rank, the more the pain doubles. While it’s not fatal, it definitely makes life worse than death! This is one of the side effects of practicing blood magic!"

"Alternating cold and hot blood, isn’t this just malaria? What kind of shitty magic is this!" Liu Zhenhan was angry. He had suffered from the disease as a child, when many people were stricken with this blood disease, life was definitely worse than death.

But he forgot something. No one forced him to learn blood magic at the point of a crossbow.

"Please allow me to finish!" Prince Benitez interrupted Liu Zhenhan’s intention to interject with a firm tone, "The abovementioned is nothing. For a blood magic mage reaching the rank of Magic Tutor or Saint Chiao, the pain of alternating cold and hot blood disappears, but that’s when the real nightmare begins...........A Magic Tutor is the supreme existence among all mages, and Saint Chiao is even more so as they are almost mythical. Those who reach these two great realms must have absorbed an immense amount of blood magic power during their training. This accumulated blood magic power will produce a ’Blood Soul Carrier’ in the minds of the Magic Tutor and the Saint Chiao mage. To put it simply, it’s a Blood Relic, a crystallization of the essence of blood absorbed by the mage throughout his life."

"This ’Carrier’ is not derived from a Blood Infant, so it should not provide any powers like ’Blood Impulse,’ right?" Liu Zhenhan was sensing a bad vibe, exchanged a look with One-eyed and asked Prince Moore."

"Carry or consume the ’Blood Soul Carrier’ of a Magic Tutor or Saint Chiao mage, anyone can possess the magic power of a blood magic tutor or a blood Saint Chiao mage. The most important point is that the magic power contained in the ’Blood Soul Carrier’ is original and pure, meaning, it can provide support to mages of any system," Prince Benitez Moore paused a moment.

"Damn!" After hearing the Prince’s words, there was an uproar. This kind of Carrier is not like the six pieces of junk on the overlord’s Mithril arm, it is an incredibly terrifying magic amplifier, definitely an artifact-level one. If Master Puskas had a ’Blood Soul Carrier,’ it is unimaginable what he could achieve by merely adding the magic power of a blood magic tutor, let alone a Saint Chiao."

"Prince Moore looked at the animated faces discussing and continued in a strained tone, "See, you all are getting excited just from discussing the effects of the ’Blood Soul Carrier’. A Blood Mage reaching the Sub-Saint or Saint Level, and producing a ’Blood Soul Carrier’ will have to face your greedy eyes and the threat of being hunted. A Blood Mage who has reached the rank of Magic Tutor or Saint Chiao will forever live in suspicion, suspecting their relatives, friends, and everyone they meet. Pondering whether they are eyeing the ’Blood Soul Carrier’ in their head, waiting for the moment they fall asleep to slice open their skull and extract the Carrier. No matter how powerful Magic Tutors and Saint Chiaos are, would they truly want to live in fear of the arrows at their front and back?"

Liu Zhenhan’s expression became a bit complicated after hearing this.

"This is the "Blood for Blood" atonement curse one must bear when practicing blood magic!" Prince Moore quietly looked at the dazed Beamon overlord and let out a soft sigh: "Fallen magic may seem glorious, but who knows the hidden bitterness? Not just us Moores, look at the Drows, didn’t dark magic also inflict upon them a ’Sunrise Punishment’ by the scorching sunlight? This is also the atonement curse that one must endure when learning dark magic, all fallen magic works the same way! Even if the Drows have successfully completed the Sunlight Baptism Ceremony and moved to the surface, their lives aren’t any better off."

"Do you Nagas, have an atonement curse?" Liu Zhenhan looked at his Naga Mage....The Nagas were also a branch of the fallen elves, their previous life was the noble Moon Elves.

"We have to endure the pain of shedding our skins once a year." The Naga mage’s face turned slightly green and he murmured.

"So, the Medusa snake-men and Yufrey cicada people also molt, it doesn’t seem like a big deal?" Liu Zhenhan scornfully looked at this Naga.

"The molting shed by Medusa and Yufrey is natural shedding, where a new skin has already grown underneath the old one. But our scales crack, and we manually tear them off ourselves, causing blood with every tear, all while soaking in the sea water that feels like saltwater..." The Naga’s facial muscles violently twitched, "...That’s why we Nagas are madly dreaming of stepping onto the land of the Aegean Continent, but all available coastlines for landing have been seized by the land nations."