Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 812 - 697: Giants and a New Bloodline Plugin
The constant barrage of rockets almost completely flattened the entire town.
Even the entire island beneath seemed to be shaking violently.
Whoosh—
In human form, Aiven fully activated the Fire Elementalization of the Bloodline Plugin: Flame Prison Dragon, transforming into a humanoid blazing sun, with only the golden mask on his face and the Creator's Blood on his hand unaffected. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
The dangerous vertical pupils shot out golden-red light, and with every breath came the destructive flame stream. Inside this terrifying fly nest, where even the air seemed tainted, Aiven felt a shadow cast over his heart.
"Ha, disgusting creatures, all of you disappear!"
Raising his hand, the bloody light of the magic spiritual light burst from his fingertips.
In an instant.
In the tranquil town that truly existed on the dark side, it had turned into a massive sea of flames.
Rolling streams of fire transformed into two-meter tall Fire Element Spirits, swinging flaming chains marked with runes, dragging back the few Human-faced Flies that had barely escaped into the sky.
Including Her Highness the Princess, not a single monster was spared.
Activated Dead Creatures: Elemental Spirit
Crackle...
The shells cracked, proteins ignited, filling the space with a terrible smell of scorched fragrance or stench.
At this level of magic, it already had a taste of "Law with Primordial Spirit" or "Elemental Civilization," especially prominent in elemental magic where this ability was most vividly seen.
In terms of combat power, it was akin to the automation of weapons compared to clumsy manual weapons, or a finely forged sword compared to a block of iron.
But, watching the Human-faced Flies scream as they turned into charcoal in the flame, Aiven frowned, feeling that his knowledge was inadequate here.
These creatures seemed like evil spirits yet also like some demons, but was it evil spirits possessing demons, or special demons parasitizing evil spirits? It was utterly unclear.
Just starting the exploration of the Broken Star Islands, the bizarre occurrences here had already opened Aiven's eyes.
"Ah—! No..."
Soon, in the sea of flames, only the Princess Teia, almost shredded by shrapnel, remained. Though her frontal combat ability might be average, her survivability was exceptionally tenacious.
Surrounded by endless Fire Element Spirits, her body continued to carbonize and collapse.
Yet each time she died, a nesting doll jumped out and shattered, releasing a tall female phantom to merge into her body, restoring the bloated maggot to its original state.
After exhausting all six layers of dolls, the grotesque maggot with a beauty mask finally exploded in the flames, revealing the evil spirit's original form.
Even without a physical body, it remained firmly bound by countless flaming chains.
"I am so beautiful, why do you reject me? Why? Ah—!"
This beautiful Princess, with a perfectly proportioned figure yet resembling a giant form, stood at least over five meters tall, far more excessive than Bradley, the Oathbreaker, who had giant bloodline at the time.
Regardless of what she experienced during her life, she did not care about her life or death, but instead was agonized over why Aiven refused to marry her.
Like a woman abandoned, raising her head in tearful complaint, she now seemed less fierce and rather a bit pitiful.
Understanding that, though this evil spirit might display wisdom, it remains insanely stubborn, Aiven showed no hint of compassion.
'Snake demon...'
Without saying a word, he sprayed a breath of blistering Dragon Breath.
Simultaneously.
Crack! Crack!
Like the sound of breaking a mirror, echoed continuously around Aiven, as streaks filled with sunlight appeared in the gloomy sky.
The fierce explosion seemed to have shaken the very foundation of this Dark Side space, with cracks continually spreading to the ends of sight.
Bang—!
Soon, this space shattered completely.
Suddenly, Aiven found himself back in the normal Material World, with the whitewashed human town wholly vanished, replaced by giant stone temples amid green trees and moss.
It appeared somewhat like ancient temples used by priests, but its size was notably large, resembling a small mountain. But now, it had completely collapsed, while the surrounding lush trees and plants seemed to have been ravaged by a hurricane.
Looking at these remaining traces, it was not difficult to guess that the recent fury of the Justice Iron Fist on the dark side not only broke through that Undead Realm but also affected the Material World.
"Hmm..."
In human form again, Aiven suddenly covered his nose.
Looking up, he saw a massive stone coffin, over eight meters long and beautifully carved, with one corner crushed by a fallen pillar, revealing an enormous skull, white and decayed, dead for an unknown long time.
The stench of decay inevitably leaked out from it.
"Is this the origin of Princess Teia's birth?"
Touching his chin thoughtfully, Aiven considered that for such a posthumous treatment, the title of princess was not too exaggerated.
Considering the already white-boned giant skeleton, the situation was clear. That entire town and various preceding scenes on the Dark Side actually resided on this possibly extraordinary female giant's corpse.
"Princess Teia's" resentment, combined with the maggots within the corpse, spawned the monster that resembled both a demon and an evil spirit.
And her resentment-filled soul split into six parts, each entering a puppet, becoming a vessel for certain obsessions.
However, after transforming into an evil spirit, apart from the eerie abilities born out of resentment, she completely lost the giant's bloodline power, with her host body being merely a maggot demon lacking significant strength.
Otherwise, it would not have been so easy to deal with a giant rivaling even a giant dragon.
This giant princess's corpse exceeded five meters in height, still far from the mythical pure-blood giants that reached hundreds of meters, but already quite astonishing.
Perhaps only in the extremely magic-element-rich interior of the "Broken Star Islands" could such mythical creatures be nurtured. Even if pure-blood dragons existed there, Aiven would not be surprised at all.
Fixing his gaze on the exposed skeleton, Aiven's face showed a smile akin to discovering a gold mine:
"Luck isn't too bad; while fighting something as unprofitable as an evil spirit, I unexpectedly gained a valuable trophy!"
Hiss——
Red light flickered at his fingertips, directly penetrating the giant skeleton with teeth as crystal-clear and orderly as jade.
Other wizards who pursued bloodline transformation might be powerless to extract the giant's bloodline power from these bones, but for Aiven, it was a trivial task.
Even though this giant princess at least at the Tier 3 Peak extraordinary level had died many years ago, the structure of her bones and teeth effectively protected the bone cells and enamel, allowing Aiven to extract her genetic sequence without impediment.
This was also the first perfect material in Aiven's hand, aside from the giant dragon, worthy of being made into a bloodline plugin.
The ancestor of ancient giant origins, True God Mars, was the God of Agriculture, War, Royal Authority, Order, and Chaos at the beginning of the era, also known as "the murderous demon and conqueror of fortified castles."
Although he was a great being who fell into eternal silence countless millennia ago, some of his powers have been continuously passed down through the giant's bloodline.
The "Oathbreaker" Bradley, who initially had some giant bloodline, left a deep impression on Aiven by using Bloodline Ability: Titan Army and Bloodline Ability: Mars' Spear, ultimately having to be defeated by the combined forces of him and his sister.
To Bradley, whose swordsmanship skills paled compared to the siblings, the extent of bloodline amplification was evident.
Having just completed the processing of a new bloodline plugin using the Creator's Blood, Aiven suddenly felt a stir in his heart:
"Huh? The witch's signal has been restored?"
...
Whoosh——
Under the gloomy sky, three graceful figures were standing atop the head of a giant serpent, more than fifty meters long, fleeing swiftly.
The beautiful snake-eyed witch no longer possessed her initial allure, leaning weakly like a boneless snake against her two disciples, Clareesa and Leonara. Despite barely managing to stand, she kept gasping heavily.
"Huff... huff..."
Although no visible injuries were apparent, strands of white hair transformed into snakes, continually sliding from her head. As they touched the ground, they hissed and turned into pools of foul-smelling black liquid.
Clearly, this witch had suffered a more troublesome eerie injury than any physical wound.
"Hurry up, the Poisonous Snake Ball won't hold them for long. That strange group is about to catch up!"
Continually urging the giant serpent beneath them to flee for its life, they had just clearly suffered a major setback.
Earlier.
Because of arriving a step late, Aiven narrowly escaped disaster, facing only evil spirits and not the sharpening blades of the Ancient God's followers, while the other selected targets were not as fortunate.
In the team organized by the witch, there were members from the main group and helpers invited from the New Continent, divided into three teams.
The snake-eyed witch and her team were unaware of the others' situations, but as soon as their team landed on the designated island, they were immediately swept into the Evil Spirit Realm's Dark Side, transported by chaotic rules to an unknown location.
While focusing on dealing with the evil spirits, they were unexpectedly ambushed by unforeseen enemies, with the upper-rank wizard snake-eyed witch, as the leader, bearing the brunt of the attack.
Two Tier 3 Deceitful Dream Cultists, leading from the shadows, launched Divine Skill: Delusional Heart Sound against her.
Effect: Using a darkened heart as a medium and sound as a vehicle, it bypasses physical defenses, polluting and cursing the target from the essence of spirituality.
Hitting the unsuspecting snake witch hard in one strike, they easily captured most of the exploration team.
Suddenly.
Toot— toot——
The sound of a frenzied flute echoed, and four or five gray and white octopuses, each over ten meters long, sped towards them, gliding over the ground.
Dream Guard
Even within the Dark Side, the Deceitful Dream Cultists evidently received a significant power amplification, yet they dared not fly recklessly in the sky, to avoid attracting attention from some powerful evil spirits.
Standing on the Dream Guard's head, two Tier 3 Deceitful Dream Cultists had light-purple-black tentacles extending from their faces, weaving spells with a malicious smile gradually forming at the corners of their mouths.
"Teacher, those Deceitful Dream Cultists are here!"
Frequent explorers of the Spirit Realm in magic professions, witches wouldn't fail to recognize the true identity of those enemies beneath their human disguises.
But they couldn't help sinking into deeper despair.
Yet, at that moment.
Boom——!
A dazzling flare erupted, as if it would overturn the world itself, splitting open a rift in the gloomy sky after the massive explosion.
