vncnus Chapter 77: A Life for Blood, Pages of Corpses, Seizing Power
Chapter 77: A Life for Blood, Pages of Corpses, Seizing Power
The frost poured down, instantly freezing the heart into an ice sculpture.
The same is true of Adrian, which is inlaid on it.
But this freezing lasted for less than a second before being shattered by the beating heart.
The heart beats rhythmically, the sound echoing within the cavity.
With each jump, a large amount of blood would spurt from Modi's body.
The flesh and internal organs were all damaged.
With the deathly rhythm of a heartbeat, Adrian's abdomen split open, from which a large number of tentacles poured out.
They shot out like swift arrows, wrapped around Modi, and pulled him toward the rift.
Its power was so great that even Modi's dragon scales were crushed.
Beneath the dragon scales, the flesh and bones were blurred, almost indistinguishable from each other.
With another twist of its whiskers, it nearly cleaved him in two at the waist.
The substitute doll shattered again, shielding him from this calamity, but it did not spare him the pain.
The pain caused Modi's eyes to become bloodshot, and the scales on his body to turn blood red.
"Let's see if you're more lucky, or if I'm more fortunate."
He stepped forward and began to bite at Adrian and the heart.
Dragon claws ripped through the heart muscle, dragon teeth pierced the heart.
The putrid, foul-smelling divine blood poured into Modi's throat, and he swallowed it without wasting a drop.
Even if divine blood rots, it is still divine blood.
Adrian's abdomen gaped open, and he tore at his flesh with his sharp teeth as well.
More accurately, it should be called sucking.
The moment the sharp teeth bit into Modi's body, his flesh dissolved into yellow pus, which was sucked by the mouthparts that extended from his abdomen.
"You're comparing your life force to that of an ancient god?" Adrian scoffed. "That would be the most painful way you could ever die."
Modi glanced at his inventory of substitute dolls.
"I don't think so."
Adrian's mind was mostly drawn to Vilant, and he continued to refine the divine blood.
The longer it drags on, the better it will be for him.
Sooner or later, they'll be able to take Adrian offline.
Two enormous creatures were entangled together, gnawing and tearing at each other.
Just as Modi severed a blood vessel in his heart, his liver and intestines turned into yellow pus.
On one side was a heart gushing blood, yet beating incessantly.
On one side was a giant dragon, its lower body gone, its upper body embedded in the abdomen of a dried-up corpse.
The two have long since achieved a state of "you in me, and me in you".
"Adrian, your blood stinks like an apple pie that's been sitting out for a month."
Despite the pain, Modi didn't forget to make sarcastic remarks.
The internal organs constantly turn into pus and regenerate; this kind of torture is something that no ordinary person can endure.
If he hadn't experienced the fierce battle with the remnant spirit of the Frost Devouring Giant Spider, his spirit wouldn't be so resilient, and he wouldn't have been supported by such a strong killing intent.
They probably won't be able to hold on much longer.
"Shut up, you bastard who stole divine blood!"
Adrian sensed something was wrong.
This bastard is far too resilient; most of the injuries I inflicted on him have vanished without a trace.
The more they pestered him, the more alarmed he became.
The mountain of corpses was gradually slipping out of his control; it was obvious that the bastard was responsible.
"If this continues, I'll eventually lose control of the divine remains."
He was secretly anxious, but outwardly remained calm.
In situations like these, it's crucial not to show panic.
Modi became suspicious.
"The old man is quite composed; I need to be more careful."
He glanced back at the Purple Mansion and, confirming that there were still half of the substitute dolls left, calmed down.
He's still alive; he can still hold on.
"Right, let the remaining portion of divine blood that I'm refining pretend to obey him first, so he won't be too wary. Then I'll refine the rest of the divine blood little by little."
At his instruction, a portion of the divine blood that was subsequently refined lay dormant.
They continued to obey Adrian's orders.
It looked as if his refining speed had slowed down.
Adrian discovered this anomaly.
"This bastard won't last long."
He was secretly delighted, mistakenly believing that Modi was about to be dragged down.
Now that he was calm, he increased the speed at which he absorbed the dragon's body.
We'll just wait for the enemy to be exhausted.
Things unfolded exactly as he had predicted.
While controlling more of the divine blood to lurk, Modi maintained the original refining efficiency.
Looking at it this way, he really does seem to be showing signs of being dragged down.
In reality, the deathly aura of the Styx had already seeped into every part of the mountain of corpses, and most of the divine blood had been refined by him.
Compared to Adrian, whose initial class was Blood Mage, he was naturally superior in this respect.
"There are only twenty-three scapegoats left. It's time to take Adrian's place."
He conspired with Vilant outside, agreeing to launch a joint attack.
On the summit of the mountain of corpses, the cobalt blue dome shifted its colors and shapes.
The originally formless and intangible sky suddenly solidified, taking on a form for the first time, and pressed down on the mountain of corpses.
This is a heavy burden from one dimension.
Even if the mountain of corpses were the remains of an ancient god, it would be difficult to withstand its oppressive force.
But the worst was yet to come.
One by one, dimensional anchors were hammered down, driven into the mountain of corpses.
A cobalt blue glow enveloped the mountain of corpses, anchoring it firmly in Vilant's home ground.
That is, the blue dimension.
Adrian was shocked, suddenly realizing that the suppression he was under was only increasing.
At the same time, Modi launched an attack.
The majority of the divine blood under his control rioted, immediately pushing Adrian to the sidelines.
He gained control of the Corpse Mountain.
"Old man, can you still laugh?"
Inside the hollow, Modi changed his attack, tearing open his own dragon head, neck, and even chest and abdomen.
He bared his fangs and then stuffed his heart back into his body.
"You just lied to me!"
Adrian gritted his teeth, but was helpless and could only keep cursing.
He used very harsh language, almost exhausting his entire vocabulary.
But Modi ignored them all, focusing on fighting against the instincts of the divine remains and refining more divine blood.
Meanwhile, another task is also being carried out intensively.
[Incomplete - The Fragmented Ancient God - Mountain of Corpses - Zephyros]
[Blood God's Crown, Undying Even in Death, Crimson Death Demon, Divine Power I]
Taking advantage of the convenience of refining divine blood, he activated the Bloodstained Book and collected its spiritual essence.
What I got was this one page.
It has a capacity of sixteen entries, with four entries included.
The first two each occupy three entries, while the latter two each occupy two entries.
The Blood God's Crown corresponds to the Corpse Mountain's ability to manipulate flesh and blood and create monsters.
"Dead but not dead" likely refers to the possibility that the ancient god Zephyrus may still be resurrected.
The Red Death Demon clearly corresponds to the Red Death.
"Divine Power I" indicates the opponent's divine power level, clearly indicating that Zephyrus is not considered strong among the gods.
He possesses only the most basic divine power.
Divine power levels one through five correspond to the level of the long-lived, while levels six through ten correspond to the level of the immortal.
Considering the words "Incomplete Ancient God" on the page, even if the page is completed, it is estimated that it will not be able to unleash the power of an immortal.
At most, they are comparable to those who possess the Six Seals of Extraordinary Beings.
However, this is a level that Modi can hardly reach now.
It would take a very long time to fill this page with the death energy of the Styx.
He originally intended to wait until everything settled down before finishing it with the skill of a watermill.
But the divine instinct suddenly joined forces with Adrian, taking away some of his control over the mountain of corpses.
"No wonder it's a mountain of corpses that doesn't stiffen even when dead; its instincts alone possess such wisdom."
Mo Di hardened his heart and immediately activated the Bloodstained Book to devour the divine blood.
"Let's just irrigate them with divine blood, and then suppress them all with the power of the pages."
The completion progress of the Pages of Corpse Mountain is increasing at a visible rate.
The depletion of divine blood also led to a decrease in his control over the mountain of corpses.
Adrian was overjoyed at the sight.
"His control over the divine remains has diminished."
Both sides intensified their attacks, each wanting to kick Modi, the highest authority, offline.
Modi remained unmoved, taking it all as a final burst of energy before death.
Because his page on the mountain of corpses was completed.
"Zeferos, show me your strength!"
The dragon's body froze, and its heartbeat stopped.
A moment later, a louder and more rapid heartbeat sounded.
Modi's dragon body had become part of his heart, beating along with it.
"What happened? I've lost control of the divine remains?"
Adrian was shocked, his heart filled with doubt and horror.
Losing control of the divine remains is tantamount to losing protection, and his fate is predictable.
"Thump!"
The heart beat once more, and the mummified corpse embedded in it exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Adrian died before he even understood what was happening.
With lightning speed, Mordi unleashed a Styx River, capturing Adrian's soul and the blood mist together.
The blood mist gathers within the River Styx, continuously refining itself.
Ultimately, it all coalesced into a single drop of blood stained with madness, which he swallowed whole.
"The bloodline of another ancient god, the blood of the Mad King, is also mine."
Taking advantage of the book pages' blessing, he simply incorporated the Mad King's blood into his own bloodline.
Although the blood of the Mad King clashes with the blood of the gods, it still submits to his immense power.
Both were suppressed by the ancient blood and merged into his bloodline.
Modi has already accomplished two of the purposes of this trip.
Only the last half of the authority remains.
Not long after he took over the mountain of corpses, his divine instincts were completely shattered.
No one can stop him from seizing the authority of the ancient gods.
Modi stretched out his arms and legs, pulling his upper body out of his heart.
The River Styx flowed from his wound, like a snake's tail, temporarily serving as his lower body.
He tore open his chest and abdomen, lunging at the heart that was almost as big as him.
With both mouths working together, it slowly swallowed the heart into its abdomen.
The transfer of power has begun.
Because of the Page of Corpses, authority was very obedient to him.
The handover process went smoothly without any problems.
"Unlike Tupa, the authority of the ancient gods is not limited by the environment; they are born with it and are not bound by faith."
Zephyrus's authority involved four main aspects.
These are flesh and blood, activation, distortion, and red death.
Needless to say, flesh and blood are of paramount importance to this authority.
Secondly, there is activation, which can transform inorganic materials such as steel into flesh and blood.
Virant's arcane constructs had learned this lesson the hard way.
As for the distortion, it is manifested in the dungeons and flesh-and-blood monsters.
The final Red Death was the least severe of them all.
It appears to be a mixture of disease and fleshly authority, but is confined to the Red Death.
"Now that the handover of power is complete, it's time to go see Virant."
As soon as Modi had a thought, the mountain of corpses began to writhe and crack, revealing a passage leading to the outside world.
A flash of blue light, and Virant's figure appeared in the passage.
He scrutinized Mo Di's current appearance, and after a few seconds, he said:
"Looks like you succeeded, but how did you end up like this?"
In his eyes, Modi was covered in craters, with several broken dragon horns on his head and a severed piece of intestine hanging from his body.
Modi waved his hand dismissively, saying:
"It was just a minor accident, nothing to worry about."
His body can hold out a little longer; the most urgent task is to divide the spoils.