Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique

Chapter 1328: The Blood Demon Falls (5)

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

High above, a light drizzle of blood began to fall.

The blood droplets landed on the surface of the sea, shimmering with a strange vitality, as if they were alive and leaping.

“More of this?” Levi’s expression changed.

In the end, the blood completely turned into flames and dissipated.

Venerable Blood Scales’ incarnation was dead.

Amid the blood rain, twenty-three blood-red scales, each emitting a faint, eerie glow, slowly descended onto the sea.

Under the terrifying explosion, the rest of the giant beast’s body had been obliterated.

Yet these twenty-three scales remained intact, a testament to their incredible hardness.

“D*mn it! The true me won’t let you get away with this!”

A distorted, incomplete true soul transformed into a streak of blood-red light, ready to vanish and return to the Blood River Plane.

But then, a web descended from the sky, ensnaring the ethereal true soul.

“What is this?”

Venerable Blood Scales’ fragmentary true soul panicked.

A powerful, irresistible force began to pull at him, and he made a terrifying realization.

At some point, a three-foot-tall little figure had emerged from the sea, its tiny mouth open, eyes gleaming with hunger.

“What is this? Lord Blood River, save me!”

Venerable Blood Scales let out a desperate cry as his true soul was drawn into the little figure’s mouth, disappearing in a flash of light.

“Master, when I swallowed that… snack just now, I think I heard a voice in my head.”

Leon patted his belly and spoke up.

“What voice?”

Levi sat cross-legged, regaining his strength.

“‘The Blood River shall descend, and the cycle of reincarnation will begin anew,ʼ” Leon replied.

Levi’s expression remained calm as he said, “It’s nothing. You can go home now.”

“Alright.”

Satisfied after his midnight snack, Leon flew off, content.

Levi began to clean up the battlefield, carefully searching until he found a blood-red ring at the bottom of the sea.

“Phew, thank goodness. I thought the storage ring had been blown to pieces,” Levi sighed in relief.

After finishing up, he collected the twenty-three scales and gazed up at the sky.

“The Blood River is about to descend, huh? Seems like it’s coming well-prepared this time… But that’s none of my business. The ones who need to worry are the Church and the lords of the Wizard World. I’m just a carefree, happy-go-lucky Dragon Abomination.”

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The Human Realm.

Ye Lin’s face stiffened as he muttered to himself, “Are the incarnations of the Blood Clan’s Venerables this weak now? Or was Venerable Blood Scales seriously injured?”

Even in his current realm, approaching that of a divine servant, it would still take considerable effort to kill Venerable Blood Scales’ incarnation.

After all, the Blood Clan had been causing trouble in the human realm for some time, and Ye Lin had already slain a few of their Venerable incarnations, making him well-versed in the matter.

“If this Dragon Abomination fully matures, the Dragon Abomination Venerable will have another powerful subordinate under his command.”

“Sigh, When will all the evil in this world finally be eradicated?”

…

Wizard World.

The wizards of the Nine Cities Alliance stared silently at the sky.

“This Three-Headed Dragon Abomination is growing stronger and stronger! Damn it, is there really no one who can handle the Dark Ancient Tower?”

“Aside from the elder generation of fifth-circle wizards, among the younger ones, perhaps only Simon might barely prevail, but it would come at a high cost.”

“You don’t understand Simon. Simon has trained in specific innate spells designed to combat dragonkin. When fighting dragons, Simon has the upper hand. The title of Dragon Slayer is not for nothing.”

…

Land of Darkness.

Dragon Abomination Venerable roared with laughter. “An eighth-level Blood Clan member daring to call himself a [Venerable]? Even the Blood River itself wouldn’t be so arrogant. Well done!”

The Fire Sovereign shook his head. “As a wizard, lowering oneself to ally with the Blood Clan… It’s a fate deserved.”

…

Blood River Plane.

In the boundless Blood River.

In a blood-red palace, a towering giant beast, a thousand meters tall and resembling a mountain, roared in fury.

Powerful Blood Clan members stood in silence, their fear palpable.

“That d*mned Dragon Abomination destroyed a piece of my true soul and stole twenty-three of my [Reverse Scales]! If I don’t avenge this, my thoughts will never be clear!”

…

Dark Ancient Tower.

Levi returned to Dragon Palace Island and conducted another inspection of the array. He instructed the transcendent creatures to remain vigilant, ensuring no other enemies would attack.

Back in his secluded retreat, he took out the blood-red scales.

The scales were not large, each only the size of a palm.

“These scales are incredibly hard, sharp, and resilient… They might be materials of level six or higher. I’ll definitely be able to use them for my seventh talent.”

The seventh talent he planned to study required the refining of sword molds and infusing them with metal elemental power to become his envisioned “flying sword.”

The material of the sword mold had to be hard and resilient, or else it would shatter before piercing the enemy’s defenses.

Temporarily storing the blood scales, Levi took out the storage ring.

“Although the Fire Crocodile City Master was a wizard, he allied with evil gods. He must have practiced some forbidden techniques.”

Levi examined the items one by one.

He soon discovered a blood-red book titled The Sacred Text of Blood.

The cover depicted a blood moon.

On the blood moon was a flowing river of blood, winding and vast.

“So this is the true form of the Blood River? It really is a river, a river god?”

He didn’t even bother to read the contents of the Sacred Text.

“I couldn’t be bothered with The Necromancer’s Codex, so why would I study The Sacred Text of Blood?”

His willpower was unwavering.

In the Wizard World, many secret techniques existed, often named as “codices” or “sacred texts.”

Some of these techniques were created by wizards and could be learned at will.

However, some were deliberately spread by evil gods or other great entities from different planes to tempt wizards with weak wills into learning them.