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Chapter 191 - 191 142 Three-eyed Mad Lion Style (4000)_1

Chapter 191: 142 Three-eyed Mad Lion Style (4000)_1 Chapter 191: 142 Three-eyed Mad Lion Style (4000)_1 About ten minutes later, Casio got what he wanted.

What was originally just an offhand comment actually yielded some useful intelligence. The Blood Clan youth, who seemed to value his life greatly and still looked rather immature, was easily coerced into providing the relevant information.

This information naturally concerned the Blood Clan of Shire County.

First, the Blood Clan in Shire County is a massive force, with direct descendants and numerous branches. The Alfama Mountains are thought to be one of the origins of the Blood Clan, thus having a distinctive status. The Blood Clan across the entire northern region of the Hong Li Federation is related to the Alfama Mountains.

Active in the western cities of Ming Mountain City and Jinghu City of Shire County are the direct line of the Blood Clan. They differ from the common Vampires. This Blood Clan could not only harness various blood magic, but could also transform through lineage, turning into a gigantic half-human half-bat monster which developed an extreme bloodlust and bestial nature after this transformation.

This ability was referred to by them as the Blood Grace.

Even though Blood Grace weakened the Blood Clan’s healing abilities, their physical strength rapidly increased. Their overall power was at least double that before the transformation.

This leverage allowed the descendants of Alfama’s direct Blood Clan to hold a dominant position over the common Blood Clan. However, they maintained a low profile, neither expanding their number nor venturing far from their territories. They didn’t even linger in cities like Jinghu City or Ming Mountain City, but chose to dwell in the unruffled quiet of Alfama’s dense forests.

Primitive and closed off.

Only during the sacrificial ceremony, held once every ten years, would Alfama’s direct bloodline appear on a large scale. Multiple branches of the Blood Clan in the northern part of the Hong Li Federation sent their elite members to participate in the ritual. The Blood Clan youth captured by Casio was one of these branches—a brat just born not long ago from the blood pool.

He was one year old and in a period of growth.

At this stage, the Blood Clan had a particularly intense desire for blood, but with limited strength. Hence, they would sometimes resort to allure or other tactics with reasonable success rates. Even if the attempt to bewitch failed, ordinary people wouldn’t notice. Unfortunately, this Blood Clan youth made a poor choice of targets and was easily captured and abused.

He spewed out all the information he knew without reservation.

The recent series of disappearances and murders in Jinghu City were clearly related to the ever-arriving Blood Clan. Alfama’s direct Blood Clan planned on conducting the Blood Grail Ceremony on the Moonless Night of the 1st of July.

They selected suitable high-quality sacrifices, continuously transporting them to a relic in the Alfama Mountains. They must gather ninety-nine sacrifices, then perform a live sacrifice near the Rusa waterfall. If the timing was accurate, the ritual complete, and the sacrifices’ quality high, Alfama’s direct Blood Clan would receive the Burning Blood.

Clearly, the Burning Blood was of tremendous benefit to the Blood Clan.

Casio wanted to delve into what exactly these benefits were, but the Blood Clan youth couldn’t provide an answer. He knew it was beneficial but didn’t understand why, probably due to his young age.

The more profound information hadn’t been told to the Blood Clan youth in full detail. He was merely informed that the Burning Blood offered significant benefits, which clearly conveyed the importance of his status within this branch of the Blood Clan.

Following this series of revelations, Casio naturally started focusing on the relic. Within the territory controlled by the Alfama direct line of the Blood Clan, there was a relic. Could it be the Akaba Relic he was looking for? He thought it was likely.

Afterwards, Casio pressed the Blood Clan youth further about this key point, but regretfully, he didn’t know which section of the mountain range Alfama’s direct Blood Clan occupied. Since the Alfama direct line of Blood Clan was highly reclusive and exclusive, they generally didn’t engage with other Blood Clan members except in small gatherings in either the Jinghu City or Ming Mountain City. Only on the Moonless Night, of the 1st of July, would they make a massive appearance at the ritual site.

Other Blood Clan branches could get in contact with the direct line of Alfama’s clan by helping them capture sacrifices. Once they found a suitable target, the branch would move them to a cabin outpost deep in the Alfama forest. The direct line of Alfama’s Blood Clan would accept and evaluate the sacrifices’ quality each night. The result of this evaluation determined the rewards for each branch.

The Blood Clan youth had been to one such outpost once.

Casio thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to check it out this evening.

In the uneven forest clearing, the sun had completely set, and clouds were gathering. The pure moonlight was obstructed, covering the spaces between the trees in a dim white glow.

Next to a large tree, the Blood Clan youth watched Casio fearfully, his eyes full of terror. His slim, snow-white arms had been torn off, fingers hanging raggedly from the bloody stumps of his shoulders. Despite his agonising pain, he clenched his jaw and refrained from shaking. Casio had warned that if the youth let his arms drop, he would tear off the same number of legs.

The man was more brutal and ruthless than the creatures of darkness, killing seemed as easy to him as eating and drinking.

“By the way, I’ve asked you several questions yet I’ve not asked your name.”

Casio flicked blood off his palm and asked.

“Jian… My name is Jian~”

The youth of Blood Clan uttered tremblingly.

“Alright, Jian, I now permit you to use your healing abilities to heal your wounds,” Casio said. Simultaneously, with a backhand swipe, he smacked a tree, leaving two stark bloody palm prints on the tree trunk causing the leaves to rustle as if it were raining.