Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 539 - 46: Bloodline Devour

With the Flame Giant Dragon drawing fire in front, Job didn’t notice the movement behind him at all.

"Puff!"

A sound like tearing deflated leather rang out.

Mei Weiya’s palm quietly sank into Job’s fat flesh, and overwhelmed the body, blasting a hole in it.

A physique comparable to a Third Tier Expert was utterly useless.

"Ah!"

Job roared in pain, his eyes bursting with intense black light, and the surroundings seemed to turn from day to night abruptly.

A massive phantom swelled in the darkness, exuding a terrifying aura.

It seemed...

To have faintly surpassed the Second Tier.

But the world’s rules still exist; let alone just a demigod, even a Divine in this realm couldn’t exert a power beyond the Second Tier.

"Death Sleep Bloodline?"

The Fire Dragon roared, its body spinning rapidly, wrapping the desperate Job tightly within.

At the same time, an aura of fear bloomed.

Fear Aura!

The Fire Dragon was naturally Carl transformed, as the Secret Cultivation Association’s Fire Element inheritance had its share of witchcraft to change shape.

On the other side.

A figure quickly fled into the distance; it was the Divine Envoy traveling with Job.

"Humph!"

Mei Weiya merely glanced at the Divine Envoy and then lunged again, piercing Job once more with a palm.

The Fire Dragon then delivered a finishing blow.

"Swish!"

The flames in the field receded, revealing Carl’s figure. Looking at the lifeless corpse, he said:

"It seems not troublesome."

Source Material +5

"Be careful." Mei Weiya shook her head:

"He’s not completely dead yet!"

Hmm?

Carl raised an eyebrow.

The heart was pierced, the neck broken, and the body had already lost breath, yet he wasn’t dead.

Could it be that the opponent also possesses an Abyss Giant Squid-like bloodline?

Moreover, such methods to hide one’s breath were indeed sophisticated; even he couldn’t detect anything amiss.

Even possessing Source Material!

"Descendants of the God of Death Sleep have a second chance at resurrection, which is a privilege of Death Authority, and after resurrection, their power increases." Mei Weiya glanced at him and said:

"Rest assured!"

"Ferdinand and I have already used this opportunity, and Job should have never faced danger yet."

As they spoke, the ’corpse’ in the field squirmed quickly, and the original wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A stronger aura quietly emerged.

Nonetheless,

Carl and Mei Weiya were stronger.

In barely over a dozen breaths, amidst Job’s unwilling roar, he ultimately fell down.

Source Material +8

......

Mei Weiya carried Job’s body, pierced through fluffy white clouds, and descended into a gorge, down into a deep ravine.

Piercing through the thick mist, an open area appeared in view.

A woman stood in the field.

"Olanna?"

Carl recognized the figure in the field, his face showing surprise, nodding to indicate:

"Long time no see."

"It really has been many years." Olanna gave Carl a charming smile, then looked at Mei Weiya:

"Mother."

"Hmm."

Mei Weiya tossed the body to the ground:

"Are you ready?"

"All prepared." Olanna nodded, lifting her hands lightly, and various patterns suddenly emerged in the field.

Divine Rune!

They say this is the script created by the Gods of this world; some powerful barriers require it to draw.

And many Divine Runes formed a peculiar barrier.

"If possessing the same bloodline, demigods can devour each other to enhance their strength."

Noticing the doubt in Carl’s eyes, Mei Weiya explained:

"It’s commonplace for us to fight among the same clan, which is why Sodan has always been hiding in Freedom Port’s Twelve Star Palaces, not just because of world rule suppression but because he doesn’t dare come out lightly."

"I see!" Carl realized:

"Your Highness intends to use Job’s bloodline to enhance her strength and then deal with Duke Ferdinand?"

No wonder Job had to be killed first.

"No." Mei Weiya shook her head lightly:

"Job is for Olanna."

Hmm?

This was beyond Carl’s expectations.

In his view, with Mei Weiya’s strength, if she could advance further, she could certainly become a true Third Tier Expert.

Such temptation was certainly enormous.

Unexpectedly, she was willing to let her daughter have it voluntarily; recalling that Olanna went to Freedom Port back then and got Sodan’s corpse, not Mei Weiya.

Carl tilted his head.

After obtaining Sodan’s body, Olanna’s cultivation also reached Second Tier, and with Job’s bloodline...

The possibility of Third Tier was slim, but Second Tier Peak should be achievable.

Thus.

This was equivalent to gaining a Second Tier Peak ally, making it more assured to deal with Duke Ferdinand under world rule suppression.

If the body were given to Mei Weiya, she might achieve Third Tier, but the suppressed power would still be Second Tier Peak.

Not as worthwhile as having an additional trustworthy ally.

Good planning!

Even so, being willing to forgo the bloodline power of Sodan and Job, Mei Weiya’s resolute will was evident.

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Duke Territory.

Duke Ferdinand was hosting guests.

Today, there were several God’s Favored present, among whom only two were genuinely worth his attention.

Abel, an upper-level vassal of the Death God, and Min Hou, an upper-level vassal of the Wind God.

"My daughter’s nature has been competitive since childhood, yet this time she willingly stays inside the city, not coming out, which was beyond my expectations."

Ferdinand looked at Abel, raising his wine glass:

"Please!"

"Please." Abel raised his glass, draining the wine in it:

"When I came from the City of Death, Her Highness was already in seclusion, clearly not wanting to contest with you, Duke."

"After all, we are father and daughter, it wouldn’t be..."

He had accepted Mei Weiya’s recruitment, so he naturally had to say something favorable. Besides, from their exchanges over the years, he genuinely didn’t believe this father-daughter duo would clash.

"Haha..."

Ferdinand laughed heartily:

"If that’s really the case, then it couldn’t be better, but I’m afraid my son won’t want to let go!"

"Job..."

"Hmm?"

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, and he stood up with a roar; the tables around him instantly shattered into pieces.

The two maids serving him were shattered into minced meat, their wine spilling across the floor.

"My son!"

Ferdinand roared, turning to glare at Abel:

"Is this the docile, obedient daughter you spoke of? She killed my son Job!"

Abel’s face changed dramatically, murmuring:

"How could it be?"

"Hehehe..." nearby, Min Hou chuckled softly:

"Abel, didn’t you say Mei Weiya was cultivating in the City of Death, in seclusion? How did she kill Job then?"

"Perhaps it’s a misunderstanding." Yabu spoke dryly:

"Maybe someone else did it; with so many God’s Favored around, it’s inevitable someone may hold malice against the Duke."

"No way." Ferdinand grunted:

"Someone is devouring my son Job’s bloodline, and only those with my bloodline can do it."

"Very well!"

His face turned cold and stern:

"In consideration of your mother’s earnest pleas, I spared you back then, but since you seek your own demise..."

"Men!"

"Find Mei Weiya for me!"

After the fall of the God of Death Sleep, the source of the Death Sleep Bloodline fell upon Ferdinand, who could sense his descendants devouring each other and vaguely sense their location, but not specifically.

However, with the methods of the present God’s Favored, finding the person wouldn’t be troublesome once the general location is confirmed.

"Duke."

Abel rose, his face solemn:

"The followers of the Death God are willing to assist!"

"There’s no need." Unexpectedly, Ferdinand’s expression was full of malice:

"There are others to help."

"With your conduct, I believe the Duke Territory’s alliance with the Death God needs to be reconsidered."

Abel’s heart sank.

If his mistake led to a change in the alliance, even his position as an upper-level vassal could be affected.