I Became the Progenitor Vampire-Chapter 205 - 206: The Powerful Life Undergoing Transformation (Long Chapter, Extra Update)
Chapter 205: Chapter 206: The Powerful Life Undergoing Transformation (Long Chapter, Extra Update)
A week passed, and Dawn City had not undergone many changes.
The waves of Earth players had not impacted the city hidden deep within the Far Mountain Range.
In the Dawn Mage Tower, as soon as Lide stepped out of his room, Emi immediately received news and rushed over.
First-floor hall.
“Good morning, Ancestor Crown,” Lide said with a nod after glancing at the bright window.
“Good morning, Emi.
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How has Dawn City been these past few days, anything special happened?
Have there been any strangers speaking incomprehensible languages arriving in Dawn City?”
Although he had learned from forums that the player’s birthplace was at the Life Temple, Lide could not guarantee everyone was the same.
Dawn City also had temples, and although the Dawn Sect was his own sect, the appearance of players was not an impossibility.
Emi shook her head with a somewhat puzzled expression.
“Ancestor Crown, situated deep within the Far Mountain Range, it’s impossible for strangers to suddenly appear without our notice.
Moreover, we’ve already mobilized all citizens so if any strangers or criminal acts occur they will immediately report them.”
Lide smiled slightly upon hearing this.
Great people had said to surround the enemy with a vast ocean of people, and Lide highly approved of this powerful strategic thought, getting Harrison to implement this idea.
The City Hall had a rule, once something resembling the former Wolf Gang, or any other form of crime was reported to the Security Team, a gold puck reward could be obtained.
If the merits were significant, one might even obtain the most precious credits of Dawn City.
Therefore, it was nearly impossible for a stranger or a criminal to hide in Dawn City, unless they were unseen.
Otherwise, once anything was amiss, the citizens would be more than willing to report to the City Hall in exchange for precious credits.
“Mm, closely monitor this matter during this period, whether it’s the Mage Tower or elsewhere, as soon as someone speaking strange words or with behavior that doesn’t fit with the ordinary citizens appears, immediately notify the Security Team and report to me.”
Although Emi found Lide’s order somewhat strange, she still immediately nodded respectfully upon seeing his stern gaze.
“Yes, Your Crown.”
Whether Lide’s decision was justifiable or not, everyone must execute it unconditionally with no excuses.
After chatting for a while more, Harrison, who had been working in the Dawn Mage Tower for the past few days, also arrived.
“Good morning, Clan Leader.”
“Harrison, how is the harvest going?” The grain harvest had already begun when he left Dawn City.
In Lide’s heart, the issue of food was absolutely more critical at this point in time than the players.
“Clan Leader, we have harvested eighty percent of the grain in these few days, and after magical processing, it has all been placed into the granary,” Harrison reported.
Lide nodded with satisfaction. Grain represented the future development foundation of Dawn City, and hearing this news, he could not help but feel delighted.
“Has all the grain been taken to the storeroom? Have any residents kept the grain for themselves?”
Harrison shook his head, “According to City Hall regulations, besides the thirty percent tax owed, residents can also keep twenty percent of the grain. The rest must be sold to City Hall.”
Lide nodded, curious.
“Has anyone objected to this?”
Harrison’s expression turned odd as he shook his head, “Clan Leader, the land itself is provided to them for cultivation at no cost, so what could these commoners possibly object to?
Moreover, all the grain is purchased at four copper pucks per pound, and we only sell it for three copper pucks per pound.”
For the stability of the current phase, Lide had also subsidized the price of grain, which is why the selling price was lower than the purchase price.
For him, who now owned the Magic Factory — a gold puck generating machine, these little sums of money were no longer of any concern.
And as the old saying goes, take from the people to use for the people. Once these lambs have been fattened, skimming off the top was just a word away for him.
“Very good, ensure all the grain is controlled by City Hall, strictly forbid anyone from trading grain in the market.”
Lide reiterated, considering grain as strategic material, he would not allow free trading of grain among residents without sufficient reserves.
“Notify the Security Team, if any outsiders or strange faces not belonging to Dawn City are discovered, they must inform me immediately.”
He repeated the instructions given to Emi to Harrison; the matter of the players could not be taken lightly.
“Yes, Clan Leader.”
Harrison nodded solemnly, then as if recalling something, he hesitated.
“Clan Leader, the Magic Language Bats have recently shown some different changes…”
Lide’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, “Explain in detail.”
The Magic Language Bats were currently the most important productivity force of Dawn City and irreplaceable in the short term.
Should there be issues with this key point, it would be a huge setback for his plans.
Harrison shook his head, “Clan Leader, it’s not that the entire clan has problems; it’s one specific group — to be precise… one Magic Bat seems to be undergoing a transformation.”
Lide was startled, “Undergoing a transformation??”
Magic Language Bats were a unique Demon Beast of the Bloodline, only the Bloodline race, and no other, could breed them.
The entire Magic Language Bat Clan was bred from ordinary small bats, only after activating their hidden bloodline with the Bloodline’s blood could they become Magic Language Bats.
But this was the first time Lide had heard of the possibility of a Magic Language Bat undergoing a transformation.
Magic Language Bats have an initial Level of 5, a Mature Body at Level 7, an Elite Body at Level 9, and the most exceptional might break through Level 10, but that would be their limit.
Transformation is not a term to be used lightly; it isn’t simply about progressing from Level 9 to Level 10 — that’s just a normal upgrade.
Judging by Harrison’s expression, Lide keenly felt that this was no simple matter.
“Explain in detail.”
“Yes, Clan Leader.
Five days ago, as usual, the Giant Valley was mining ore veins when Lord Kolong was excavating a new tunnel.
At that time, the Magic Language Bat responsible for transporting the ore was carrying the ore Kolong had mined.”
Just when it happened, the newly opened mining tunnel collapsed for some unknown reason.
Lord Kachar couldn’t escape in time; a sharp stalactite pierced through his arm, and at the same time, a Magic Language Bat behind him was also pierced by the stalactite.”
Lide frowned, collapses in the mine had happened many times before.
One-eyed Giants had extremely large bodies; ordinary mining tunnels simply couldn’t accommodate them. Moreover, these big guys mined violently, rarely taking other factors into account, so collapses were common.
However, this group, possessing the Ancient Bloodline, was tough and hardy; even when the tunnels collapsed, it was difficult for them to get injured.
Harrison had reported to Lide a few times before. Initially, Lide was somewhat anxious, but after learning about the One-eyed Giants’ strength, he stopped holding regular meetings.
“And then?” Lide asked.
Harrison had a very strange expression.
“Magic Language Bats can recover from their injuries by consuming the fresh blood of other creatures.
The injured Kachar’s blood gushed out. Coincidentally, the Magic Language Bat behind him was also severely injured. Drenched in Kachar’s blood, at the same time…”
Lide nodded in realization, without needing to say it, he knew what had happened; not only had the Magic Language Bat bathed in the blood of the Bronze One-eyed Giant Kachar while seriously wounded, but it had also gorged itself on his blood.
The blood of high-level beings contained tremendous energy, and Kachar, who activated the Ancient Giant Bloodline and evolved into a Bronze One-eyed Giant, Lide estimated that even if there was a gap with giant dragons, it couldn’t be too much.
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Especially since Kachar’s wounds from the recent trauma had already recovered, and the Bronze One-eyed Giant Bloodline was being tapped for greater potential.
For a low-level Magic Language Bat to undergo transformation after consuming such ancient lifeblood, it wasn’t inexplicable.
“How is that Magic Language Bat doing now?”
“Clan Leader, for the past five days the Magic Language Bat has been in a deep slumber, transforming, but the process is extremely slow. It seems to lack the crucial power. The Magic Language Bat’s transformation has now stalled…
According to Dylan’s speculation, if it cannot complete the transformation within three days, it’s highly likely that the Magic Language Bat will succumb to death.”
Lide looked somewhat displeased, “Has Magic Blood been fed to the Magic Language Bat?”
“It has been fed, and in no small amount.
While it did ease the Magic Language Bat’s condition to some extent, it still wasn’t much help. It seems that the problem isn’t a lack of energy.”
Lide was puzzled; normally, an unsuccessful transformation indicated a lack of energy. In the past, Emi and Grotto were like this, but they were fine after receiving a substantial amount of Magic Blood.
So why isn’t it working on the Magic Language Bat now?
“Take me to see it.”
Into what kind of creature could the Magic Language Bat, tainted with the blood of a Bronze One-eyed Giant, transform?
A One-eyed Bat? Giant Bat? Bat Giant?
Now that’s interesting, Lide thought to himself, amusingly, it seemed the gamers had influenced him too.
“Yes, Clan Leader.”
Harrison and Emi led the way, with Lide following the two out of the Mage Tower.
At the same time, his curiosity about this Bronze One-eyed Giant-blood imbued Magic Language Bat grew tremendously.
He had a vague feeling that this Magic Language Bat’s transformation was no simple matter.
The Magic Language Bat Cave was located on the mountainside east of Dawn City, very close to the holy land where Holy Spirits were kept.
On a prominent green stone platform with a length and width of two hundred blades, covered with claw marks, Lide looked at the Magic Language Bat curled up in the middle of the platform, frowning deeply.
Emi, Harrison, and Dylan were all following behind him.
“Clan Leader, this is the Magic Language Bat that sucked the blood of Koso,” Dylan’s burly figure seemed very oppressive.
“We have not been able to wake it since we transported it back from Giant Valley.”
Lide nodded, “Is Koso alright?”
“Koso recovered the second day and is now back mining in the valley.”
Lide couldn’t help but laugh and cry; the One-eyed Giants were already tough and enduring, but after evolving into a Bronze One-eyed Giant, Koso’s physique became even more monstrous.
To sustain such severe injuries and be able to mine the next day, these One-eyed Giants truly were an excellent labor force.
He then opened the Magic Language Bat’s attribute panel with some anticipation.
Magic Language Bat (In Transformation)
Transformation Species: Unknown, Current Transformation Degree: 32%
Current Status: In Transformation.
Success Rate: 1%
Seeing this status, Lide could not help but frown and turned to glance at another Magic Language Bat not far away, opening its attribute panel.
Magic Language Bat
Level: 7
Talent Skills:
[Frenzy: Will become enraged when injured, significantly increasing strength and becoming fearless of pain]
[Blood Rebirth: Devouring blood will quickly heal wounds on the body.]
[Super Strong Physique: Giant bats specially trained have extremely strong bodies]
[Sonic Wave: Giant bats can emit unique sound waves to locate positions and can also be converted into Spirit Magic – Constantly at Three Circle Magic: Spirit Shock]
Explanation: Giant bats bred by the Bloodline using special methods, possessing immense strength and extremely fast flying speed, can release spirit attacks, exclusive Demon Beasts of the Bloodline.
The attributes of the Magic Language Bat were very outstanding, although it was suppressed during the previous sniping of Stanley, Kolong, and Grote from the Late Bell Church.
That was because the power of the opponents was entirely beyond what the Magic Language Bat could handle, but among equals, the Magic Language Bat was not inferior to ordinary combatants.
Now the Magic Language Bat in transformation made Lide feel somewhat thorny; there was no indication in the bat’s status of why it had not successfully transformed.
Moreover, the rate of successful transformation was only 1%, which meant there was a 99% chance of failure.
Wasn’t this basically declaring the Magic Language Bat’s failure?
“Emi, do you have any ideas?”
Unable to detect the problem, Lide turned his gaze to Emi the blasphemer.
Among the many Level 15 top combatants, although Emi was not the most superior in combat, her experience from many years at the Knight Temple was definitely the broadest.
Emi pondered for a moment before responding with a wry smile,
“Ancestor Crown, I haven’t done much research in this area…”
After a pause, she added, “But I think the transformation of the Magic Language Bat must be due to the lack of some key factors.
And the most likely factor is energy.”
Harrison shook his head, “Marquis Emi, we have already fed them Magic Blood, but no matter how much we feed, the Magic Language Bats show no reaction.
I think what the Magic Language Bats lack is not energy, or rather, even if it is energy, it’s not ordinary energy…”
These words illuminated a spark in Emi’s eyes as she looked eagerly at Lide.
“Ancestor Crown, I once inadvertently entered the Divine Country of the Knight God and saw a few uses of the Power of Faith there.
The Power of Faith was once used by the Knight God to nurture his steeds…
And isn’t the Power of Faith a kind of higher-level energy?”
Their conversation immediately stirred Lide’s interest.
Emi, the blasphemer, was no simpleton; initially, he wanted to research how to become a god!
However, with the establishment of the Dawn Sect, although the Power of Faith grew more abundant, Emi also came to realize how difficult it was to understand the Power of Faith that even researching Legendary Strongmen at level 15 might not grasp.
So he temporarily extinguished the fervent idea of researching how to become a god in his heart.
But he had not forgotten about the Power of Faith; although he no longer fantasized about finding a quick way to divinity, it was still in his mind.
Lide trusted this blasphemer who had once set foot in the Divine Country of the Knight God.
“How did the Knight God do it? Did he directly infuse the Power of Faith into others?”
Emi nodded, “The information I got wasn’t very clear, whether the Knight God used Divine Arts in conjunction, I couldn’t tell.”
He finished with a bitter smile; getting a portion of information about the Divine was already incredibly lucky.
Lide nodded, understandingly, not pressing further.
Looking at the coiled Magic Language Bat before him, he approached directly after a moment’s contemplation.
Without trying, this Magic Language Bat was certainly going to die, what’s the difference between a 99% and 100% failure rate, both result in death.
Plus, the current state of this Magic Language Bat was caused by Koso’s blood, which, to him, were both renewable resources.
Even if this one died, he could let Koso donate some blood and create another one.
To him, as long as it wasn’t non-renewable, it wasn’t a concern.
As the lord of Dawn, the resources he could mobilize were beyond outsiders’ imaginations.
Just as he was about to take action, Lide suddenly remembered that as the Blood Clan Ancestor, the power of his Bloodline was no less than any creature; what if he used his own Bloodline Power on the Magic Language Bat?
Thinking this, excitement flashed in Lide’s eyes; he felt like a child filled with curiosity during a chemistry class.
He stepped forward. The body of the Magic Language Bat was massive, even when coiled on the ground with its wings folded, it still resembled a grey hill.
The Magic Language Bat’s skin lacked fur; under the grey surface, blue veins were visible.
Only on the head did the Magic Language Bat have very short fuzz, with elongated pointed ears, like enlarged Elf Ears.
Being a warm-blooded creature, its body was warm.
The vast wings folded like a cloak, shielding its body, while the sharp barbs on the wings, gleaming with a cold light, could pierce a warrior’s shield.
The grey body exuded a sense of oppression; although Lide had grown accustomed to the size of the Magic Language Bat, standing in front of such a gigantic creature still made him feel exceedingly small.
Shaking his head without further thought, he circled around to the front of the Magic Language Bat’s head.
At the moment, the Magic Language Bat’s head was resting on the ground, with its greyish-white nostrils continuously exhaling hot air.
The beast, which usually resembled a Demon, now seemed almost endearingly clumsy.
Lide reached out, bit his finger to draw blood, then used Mage’s Hand to pry open a gap in the tightly shut mouth of the Magic Language Bat and inserted his finger dripping with dark red blood.
Blood Clan Ancestor: You are the ancestor of the Bloodline, possessing a powerful Bloodline, immune to sunlight. You can develop one Bloodline each month, all Bloodline members and their descendants are eternally loyal to you, each Bloodline member can provide you with 1 character experience point per month.
It had been over a month since he transformed Stanley, the level 15 Dark Priest of the Late Bell Church, and his Bloodline Power had long been replenished.
Although the Bloodline Power usually didn’t significantly affect the Magic Language Bat, at this critical moment of transformation, Lide was curious whether his power as the Blood Clan Ancestor could help the Magic Language Bat.
As he summoned his power, the enigmatic force hidden deep in his bloodline slowly flowed and faded with the blood; Lide could distinctly feel the potent force entering the body of the Magic Language Bat before him.
After the last wisp of power was transferred, Lide’s body swayed.
His face turned pale, and with the disappearance of the Bloodline Power, his legs felt weak.
“Feels like I’ve done it seven times in one night; this kind of weakness is really something…”
He grumbled to himself, then opened the attribute panel of the Magic Language Bat.
Magic Language Bat (Transforming)
Transformation Species: Unknown, Current Transformation Degree 33%
Current State: Transforming.
Success Rate: 5%
“The transformation degree increased from 32% to 33%, and the success rate from 1% to 5%, it only increased this much??”
Lide’s expression grew frustrated, ‘My kidneys are spent, and you tell me you haven’t even started?’
Shaking his head, he put aside the sudden plan he had thought of and turned his attention instead to the Power of Faith.
Dawn Sect: The God of Dawn—Lide Kachar (Fake God)
Divine Arts: 0
Divine Position: Bloodline, Blood
Doctrines: Persevere relentlessly, fight tenaciously, unite as one, be Fearless, love family, love country.
Number of temples owned: 1
Number of Believers: Zealots 1, Devout Believers 363, Believers 1189, Sympathizers 5767
Power of Faith: 3530 points
The currently available profession to switch to—Dawn Priest (requires the use of 200 Power of Faith points)
Personnel of the Divine Position at the Dawn Temple: Bishop Priest—Emi Kachar
Lide had not had the time to manage the affairs of the Dawn Sect for a while, so the accumulated Power of Faith had reached more than 3500 points by now, which, compared to before, was an enormous quantity.
This was the high-end power obtained from thousands of Believers praying non-stop for several months.
Utilizing the Power of Faith was simple; all the Power of Faith was condensed within his Spiritual Sea, and it could be directed with spiritual power to operate as he wished.
However, this kind of utilization was merely akin to moving goods; it couldn’t inspire the latent might of the Power of Faith.
Calming his mind, under the watchful eyes of second-generation Bloodline members, Lide’s hands slowly began to emit a holy light.
The Bloodline was highly sensitive to anything with a Divine Attribute, and even more so, Dark Creatures generally harbored fear and loathing towards the Divine.
It was an innate aversion, similar to how humans detest Undead and evil auras.
However, the holy power emanating from Lide at this moment didn’t seem to make the second-generation Bloodline members uncomfortable, which was quite miraculous.
Lide’s Dawn Sect belonged to the Good Camp, and whether it was the doctrine or the preaching methods, they were all forthright, encouraging people towards righteousness and learning good.
The Power of Faith obtained under such circumstances was naturally imbued with Divine Attribute, but the root of it all hinged on the fact that
The Divine they worshipped was a Vampire of the Dark Race.
This created a very interesting phenomenon; the holy Power of Faith, because its master was a Dark Creature Vampire, did not possess any aggressiveness towards vampires.
This had never happened before.
Of course, the main reason such a thing had never occurred before was that no Dark Creature had ever established a Sect belonging to the Good Camp, like Lide had.
Lide’s unconventional ways brought about a significant change in the holy Power of Faith. As for the specific reasons, Lide himself was not aware at the time, as he had not reached the level needed to study the power exclusive to Divinity.
The Power of Faith began flowing through Lide’s arms, transferring into the Magic Language Bat. As he watched with some anxiety, the Magic Language Bat did not exhibit any discomfort but instead, its previously coiled body slowly relaxed a bit.
And on Lide’s panel, the Power of Faith was rapidly diminishing.
3400, 3200, …2000…1000…
Until finally, the accumulated Power of Faith from several months was completely infused into the Magic Language Bat’s body, and his palm finally left the head of the Magic Language Bat.
Unbeknownst to Lide, when the holy Power of Faith entered the body of the Magic Language Bat, the stagnant cells, as if injected with new life, immediately became active.
The original consumption of the Bronze One-eyed Giant’s blood had stored terrifying energy, and later, Dylan fed it a large quantity of Magic Blood, causing the energy inside the Magic Language Bat to be nearly bursting at the seams.
In the end, Lide also injected the Bloodline of the Blood Clan Ancestor.
This made the energy contained within the Magic Language Bat’s body even more concentrated, almost like lava about to erupt, which, without external force, could have automatically burst in not too long.
The gentle and holy Power of Faith, upon arrival, was like a fuse to a powder keg. The previous energies were like gunpowder trapped without release.
Now the Power of Faith lit up this gunpowder.
The terrifying energy erupted within the Magic Language Bat’s body, more shocking than lava.
And this explosive energy, under a mysterious force difficult to grasp, began to transform the Magic Language Bat.
The bloodline of the Bronze One-eyed Giant was incredibly formidable, and under the pressure of this ancient bloodline, the original structure of the Magic Language Bat’s body was smashed to pieces like glass.
But the powerful energy, coupled with the Magic Language Bat’s talent, caused its body cells to immediately divide and produce even more durable and powerful cells after being destroyed.
The structure within its body grew increasingly resilient and formidable.
At this time, the Bloodline Power that Lide had infused into the Magic Language Bat’s body was not showing any weakness either, participating in the bodily transformation of the Magic Language Bat.
Under the support of nearly excessive energy, the Bronze One-eyed Giant Bloodline began to collide with the Bloodline of the Blood Clan Ancestor, turning the entire body of the Magic Language Bat into a battlefield where two powerful bloodlines clashed.
The interior of the Magic Language Bat’s body was instantly in disarray, even its huge body began to convulse, its two sharp claws flickering with cold light carved deep marks into the stone ground.
Stones flew in all directions.
Just when the body of the Magic Language Bat was almost destroyed by the two forces, the gentle Power of Faith appeared.
The Power of Faith that continued to pour in caused the already coalesced bloodlines to experience even more mysterious integration.
They began to slowly merge in an incomprehensible mode, with the Power of Faith also participating in the fusion of the two bloodlines, forming a new kind of power.
This new mysterious Bloodline immediately gained absolute control over the Magic Language Bat’s body and started a new round of transformation.
Old genes were discarded, new gene compositions were formed, with superior genes retained and combined with new ones to create mutated genes.
The Bronze One-eyed Giant, Bloodline of the Blood Clan Ancestor, plus the Power of Faith which only divines had the qualifications to use, and the Magic Language Bat’s own bloodline—various energies merged with each other after shattering.
A mutation that nobody noticed was occurring within the body of this Magic Language Bat.
After feeling that all the Power of Faith inside him had been expended, Lide withdrew his hand and quickly opened the attribute panel of the Magic Language Bat.
At this moment, the Magic Language Bat exhibited new changes.
Magic Language Bat (Transforming)
Transformation Species: Unknown, current transformation progress 35%
Current State: Transforming.
Success Rate: 37%—38%—39%
Everything else was fine, but the success rate was rising by 1% every few seconds, reaching 85% after a few minutes before it slowly stopped.
Seeing this, Lide’s eyes held a hint of surprise; he hadn’t expected the Power of Faith to genuinely aid the transformation of the Magic Language Bat.
The importance of the already crucial Power of Faith in his heart rose a few notches higher.
The Power of Faith had been hugely helpful to him during this time, from avoiding detection by the Level 17 Elf archer in front of Elvis Tavern to intimidating the Heart-eating Demon Wales, and now facilitating the transformation of the Magic Language Bat.
This high-level energy was indeed the perfect assistant.
“Ancestor Crown, I feel the energy within the Magic Language Bat’s body undergoing violent transformation; the Power of Faith really is effective…”
Emi approached with evident excitement, as he sensed a powerful force brewing inside the body of the Magic Language Bat.
It was like a dragon hatchling yearning to break free from its shell.
Excitement was also evident in Lide’s eyes.
He, too, was eager to find out what kind of being would result from the transformation promoted by all his Power of Faith.
Moreover, was it possible to create an existence as powerful as a giant dragon?
