The Wizard's Biological Chip Can Process Everything-Chapter 68: The power of a blood fairy

That potion...

I had read about it in my public alchemy classes.

It was made for moments of absolute desperation, capable of stabilizing someone on the brink of death.

When he uncorked the vial and poured its contents over the grotesque wound in his neck, the results were almost immediate.

The area began to smoke and twitch, and the dried flesh started regenerating unevenly.

Even so, it was a temporary solution.

I knew that.

The potion was a desperate measure, but it did not fully heal.

The magical fire energy now circulating through his body was as dangerous as the original wound, something he would have to deal with later—if he managed to survive until then.

However, this struggle for survival was something common among Apprentices.

No one here accepted death easily.

Bruce, with his strong vitality, had better chances than most to survive, but even so, the cost would be high.

While all this was happening, the corridor that had once been filled with curious onlookers was now almost empty.

Most of the acolytes had fled in panic, leaving only Bruce’s lackeys—Maral and Henry—at his side, visibly terrified.

Bruce, who until then had been a model of strength and leadership, a level 3 acolyte, was now reduced to helpless prey.

Everything in this fight had happened so fast that he hadn’t even had time to cast a single spell.

Even as he desperately tried to press the potion vial against his wounded neck, he was caught completely off guard.

"Jump!!"

Helena flexed her two long legs and leapt.

The sound of "Sucking~~, Sucking~~" echoed through the cold corridors as Helena—or whatever she had become—sank her teeth into his flesh.

The scene was grotesque, and the black blood flowing from the hole in Helena’s chest only made it more disturbing.

Black blood?

Was she still human?

—No! N... n... Bruce’s final words slipped from his lips as his strength faded away.

Maral and Henry stood frozen.

They held simple magical items, but I could clearly see in their eyes that they did not have the courage to use them.

Who could blame them?

Bruce, with all his strength and equipment, had failed to stop her.

The fear on their faces was almost tangible, as if any wrong move could make them the next target.

And indeed, it was possible.

Helena was like an animal in a blood frenzy, yet there was also something perversely calculating about her.

She knew she had complete control of the situation.

When she finally pulled away from Bruce, now nothing more than a disfigured corpse, she did something that completely shocked me.

She sat on his body as if it were a throne.

Her movements were deliberate, almost theatrical.

From within her bloodstained red dress, she pulled out a small mirror and a white handkerchief.

I watched as she delicately wiped her lips, as though she had just finished an elegant banquet.

The satisfaction on her face was a mixture of pleasure and superiority, as if she had tasted her absolute dominance.

Beneath the red dress, the hole in her chest began to close.

At first, I thought it was a trick of my eyes, but no—it was real.

Her flesh was regenerating at an impossible speed.

Within seconds, her skin was completely restored, smooth and flawless, without a single trace of the devastating wound.

What kind of regenerative ability is this? I thought, feeling a chill run down my spine. It could only be a Bloody Fairy.

After all, according to the book I had recently read in the library.

A Bloody Fairy is a magical creature that feeds on the vital energy of other beings, whether blood, mana, or even the soul itself.

Unlike common fairies, which are bound to nature, Bloody Fairies are associated with the forces and desires of blood, such as sex, slaughter, and betrayal.

They can be corrupted creations, born when an ordinary soul surrenders to the power of blood in exchange for immortality or forbidden abilities.

Other stories say they emerge in places where great massacres have occurred, absorbing pain, hatred, and spilled blood in order to take shape.

Beyond feeding on blood, they wield other weapons.

And the primary one is seduction, which is not merely a combat tactic; it is the very essence of how they survive.

They feed on the blood or essence of their prey, and the spell of seduction is the first step in paralyzing or luring their victims without resistance.

But how did Helena become this?

I was utterly perplexed.

The little acolyte doll that I used to rape every time I taught her was now an implacable force.

I remembered something about Professor Daniel.

He was known for his experiments, especially with magical bloodlines.

Could he have transformed Helena into a Bloody Fairy on a whim? Or did she accept it on her own, in a pact to escape her suffering?

When she licked the blood from her face with her tongue, there was something almost hypnotic in her movements, something that made me feel a mixture of fascination and desire.

Then she turned around.

Her face, still young and delicate, smiled sweetly, but her red eyes shone with an inhuman intensity.

The beauty radiating from her was overwhelming, yet the clues to what she had truly become were hidden in the small but unmistakable features: the sharp teeth showing, the horns projecting from her forehead, and the fairy wings rising majestically from her back.

Her tail moved with sinister agility, and her body, though covered in blood, seemed even more delicate, like a flower blooming amid chaos.

The sight was so striking that, even from a distance, through the crack in the door, I couldn’t help but be seduced by her breathtaking appearance.

—Helena... Come into my room.

I opened the door and smiled.

As soon as she saw me, she frowned, and after a few seconds, as if she had remembered me, she smiled like a demon.

—Eduard!" she said as she stood up. —Come rape me right here, I’m so horny and wet... Mmm~~"

I almost lowered my pants, but then I bit my tongue and blood filled my mouth, yet the pain was enough to snap me out of the seduction spell.

My heart pounded when I realized that I was now in the middle of the bloody chaos Helena had caused.

She was now close to me.

But unlike the way she looked at the others, she stared at me with different eyes, as if I were her toy.

That she would love to try and swallow my penis with her damn fairy pussy.

—You’re mine now!" She said, hugging me, and her hug was so tight that a little more would have broken my bones.

I just stayed silent, gritting my teeth.

—My tight pussy is going to swallow your cock so eagerly that I think I want to have a child with you... Uhh~~"

Helena—or rather, the Bloody Fairy she had become—seemed so calm and controlled, even though blood stained parts of her body.

But what frightened me most was not merely her appearance or the immortality she displayed.

What truly shocked me was the realization of the power the Mages possessed.

If a creature like Helena could be hunted almost to extinction, I could not even begin to imagine what else was hidden in the depths of this world.

How could the Mages hunt down and eliminate a species so powerful?

The sound of Maral screaming interrupted my thoughts.

—AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

I blinked, and Helena was gone.

I looked toward the scene and saw Helena moving so fast she was nothing but a blur.

She was on top of him before I could even process what was happening, and in an instant, her powerful hands split him in half.

"Pow!"

Blood exploded outward, and Maral’s organs fell to the ground with a grotesque sound.

He died instantly, a cruel fate with no chance of defense.

"Buzz~~"

For a second, the atmosphere seemed to tremble.

A magical presence erupted from nowhere, shining with a powerful light.

A figure appeared in the middle of the scene, interrupting the bloodbath with unquestionable authority.

The figure spoke with a deep and wise voice, its aura radiating power and serenity.

—Stop killing, my sweet creation, the figure said, and somehow, Helena seemed to hesitate.

—Today’s slaughter was more than enough for you to complete the final step of your evolution!

—From now on, you must do your best to restrain your thirst for fresh blood, sharpening your mind!

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