Chapter 273: Bloodline Devouring

With the Flame Dragon drawing the aggro in front, Job didn’t notice the movement behind him at all.

“Pfft!”

A sound like tearing leather rang out.

Mevia’s palm quietly sank into Job’s fat flesh, blasting a hole through his body with destructive force.

His physical body, comparable to a third-order powerhouse, was completely useless.

“Ah!”

Job roared in pain, his eyes erupting with a dense black light, as if the surroundings had suddenly turned from day to night.

A huge phantom swelled in the darkness, and a terrifying aura burst out.

It seemed…

It was already faintly surpassing the second-order level.

However, the world’s rules still existed. Let alone a demigod, even a deity could not exert power beyond the second order in this world.

“Slumber Bloodline?”

The Flame Dragon roared, its body spinning rapidly, tightly enveloping Job, who was preparing to fight to the death.

At the same time, a terrifying aura bloomed.

Aura of Fear!

The Flame Dragon was naturally Karl in disguise. Among the secret society’s fire-based inheritances, there were many spells for transforming one’s appearance.

On the other side.

A figure was rapidly fleeing into the distance. It was the divine envoy who had accompanied Job.

“Hmph!”

Mevia merely glanced at the divine envoy before pouncing again, her palm once again piercing through Job.

The Flame Dragon immediately followed up with a finishing blow.

“Swish!”

The flames in the arena contracted, revealing Karl’s figure. He looked at the lifeless corpse and said:

“It seems it wasn’t that troublesome.”

Source Essence +5

“Be careful,” Mevia shook her head:

“He’s not completely dead!”

Huh?

Karl raised an eyebrow.

His heart had been pierced, his neck snapped, and his body had already lost its breath, yet he wasn’t dead.

Could it be that he also had a bloodline similar to the Abyssal Giant Squid?

Moreover, this method of concealing his aura was truly remarkable. Even he had not been able to detect any problems.

Even the Source Essence was present!

“The descendants of the Slumber God have a chance for a second resurrection. It’s a privilege of the death authority, and their strength will become even greater after resurrection.” Mevia glanced at him and said:

“Don’t worry!”

“Ferdinand and I have both used this opportunity, and Job should not have encountered any danger before.”

As she spoke, the ‘corpse’ in the arena rapidly squirmed, and the original wounds healed at a visible speed.

An even stronger aura quietly emerged.

However,

Karl and Mevia were even stronger.

After a dozen or so breaths, accompanied by Job’s unwilling roar, he finally fell down.

Source Essence +8

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Mevia carried Job’s corpse, piercing through the white clouds, and descended into a canyon and ravine.

Passing through the dense fog, an open area came into view.

A woman stood in the middle of the area.

“Oriana?”

Karl saw the figure in the arena clearly, a look of surprise on his face, and nodded:

“Long time no see.”

“It has been many years.” Oriana smiled charmingly at Karl, and then looked at Mevia:

“Mother.”

“Mm.”

Mevia threw the corpse on the ground:

“Are you ready?”

“I’m ready.” Oriana nodded, and with a gentle lift of her hands, various patterns suddenly appeared in the arena.

Divine runes!

It was said that these were characters created by the gods of this world, and some powerful barriers required them to be depicted.

And many divine runes formed a strange barrier.

“If they possess the same bloodline, then demigods can devour each other to increase their own strength.”

As if seeing the confusion in Karl’s eyes, Mevia explained:

“Intra-family killing is common for us, which is why Soden has been hiding in the Twelve Zodiac Palaces of the Free Port. It’s not just because of the suppression of the world’s rules, but also because he doesn’t dare to come out easily.”

“I see!” Karl suddenly understood:

“Your Highness wants to use Job’s bloodline to increase her own strength, and then go to deal with Duke Ferdinand?”

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No wonder she had to kill Job first.

“No.” Mevia shook her head gently:

“Job is for Oriana.”

Huh?

This was beyond Karl’s expectations.

In his opinion, if Mevia could take a step further, she would definitely become a true third-order powerhouse.

Such temptation was not small.

Unexpectedly, she was willing to give it up, proactively giving it to her daughter. Thinking about it, it was also Oriana who went to the Free Port, and it was also Oriana who obtained Soden’s corpse, not Mevia.

Karl turned his head.

After Oriana obtained Soden’s corpse, her cultivation also reached the second order. With Job’s bloodline…

It was unlikely to reach the third order, but reaching the peak of the second order should not be a problem.

In this way.

It was equivalent to having one more trusted helper at the peak of the second order. Under the suppression of the world’s rules, they would be more confident in dealing with Duke Ferdinand.

If the corpse was given to Mevia, she might be able to reach the third order, but under the suppression of the rules, the strength she could exert would still be at the peak of the second order.

It was far better to have a trusted helper.

What a plan!

Even so, being willing to give up the power of Soden and Job’s bloodlines showed Mevia’s strong will.

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Duke’s Territory.

Duke Ferdinand was hosting a banquet for his guests.

Today, there were several divine followers in the arena, but only two of them were truly worthy of his attention.

The upper follower of the God of Death, Aber, and the upper follower of the God of Wind, Min Hou.

“My daughter has always been competitive since she was a child. It’s quite unexpected that she would be willing to shrink back in the city this time,” he said, looking at Aber and raising the wine glass in his hand:

“Please!”

“Please.” Aber raised his glass and drank the wine in it in one gulp:

“When I came from the City of Death, Your Highness was already in seclusion, obviously not wanting to compete with Your Grace for anything.”

“After all, they are father and daughter, it wouldn’t come to that.”

He had accepted Mevia’s invitation, so of course he had to say a few good words. Moreover, judging from their interactions over the years, he really didn’t think that the father and daughter would be hostile.

“Haha…”

Ferdinand laughed:

“If that’s really the case, then that’s for the best. I’m just afraid that my son won’t be willing to let go!”

“Job…”

“Hmm?”

Before he could finish speaking, his face suddenly changed, and he stood up abruptly, the table around him shattering into pieces.

The two maids who were serving him on the left and right were also shattered into pieces of flesh, and the wine in their hands spilled all over the ground.

“My son!”

Ferdinand roared, turning to glare at Aber:

“Is this the honest and obedient daughter you spoke of? She killed my son Job!”

Aber’s face changed drastically, and he muttered:

“How could this be?”

“Hehe…” Min Hou, who was on the side, grinned:

“Aber, didn’t you say that Mevia was cultivating in the City of Death and was in seclusion? How did she kill Job then?”

“Perhaps it’s a misunderstanding,” Aber said dryly:

“Perhaps someone else did it. There are so many divine followers nearby, it’s inevitable that someone would have malicious intent towards Your Grace.”

“Impossible,” Ferdinand grunted:

“Someone is plundering my son Job’s bloodline. Only someone with my bloodline can do that.”

“Good!”

His face was cold and stern:

“Because of your mother’s pleas, I spared your life back then. Since you are seeking death yourself…”

“Men!”

“Find Mevia for me!”

After the Slumber God fell, the source of the Slumber Bloodline fell onto Ferdinand. He could sense his descendants devouring each other, and he could also vaguely sense their location, but it was not specific.

However, with the methods of the divine followers present, it wouldn’t be difficult to find the person as long as they had a general location.

“Your Grace.”

Aber stood up, his face serious:

“The followers of the God of Death are willing to serve!”

“No need,” unexpectedly, Ferdinand said with a malicious look:

“It’s enough to have others help.”

“Judging from Your Grace’s actions, I think the alliance between the Duke’s Territory and the God of Death needs to be reconsidered.”

Aber’s heart sank.

If the alliance changed because of his mistake, his position as an upper follower would probably be affected.