Pirate Kingship

Chapter 411 - 330: New Entry: The Halo of a Great Good Person_2

Chapter 411: Chapter 330: New Entry: The Halo of a Great Good Person_2

It was as if not a person stood there, but a predator at the apex of the food chain, a dangerous creature whose threat was deeply ingrained in the genes of all humankind.

Byron himself did not pay much attention to a clearly defined hierarchy or the practice of deliberately dividing people into different classes.

But when such a scene of everyone above me is equal, below me ranks differ fell upon him, he didn’t trouble himself to correct it.

"Just wait for me a bit longer."

Byron nodded to Violet, who had always remained faithfully by his side, and to the assembled subordinates, then refocused his attention on himself.

At that moment, his own body felt both familiar and foreign to him.

He lifted his dominant right hand and gently clenched it into a fist.

POP!

Without using Extraordinary Power, he easily made the air POP with pure physical strength.

His exterior might not have shown much change, but the muscle density within his body, the strength of his bones, and the power of his cardiovascular system and all internal organs had long surpassed human limits.

His most prominent attributes, physique and strength, probably matched the combined might of five or six ordinary adult humans.

To make a more intuitive comparison, he was at least on par with a silverback gorilla—the animal possessing the strongest overall physical qualities among primates.

Tearing tigers and leopards apart with his bare hands would not be a difficult task.

Those unpredictable stray bullets on the battlefield could no longer inflict fatal injuries on him.

Those ordinary Transcendents following the [Ladder of Glory] path, even if they advanced to the Fifth-order Legend realm, could not achieve such a physical transformation.

Satisfied, he nodded. Then, on a whim—BANG!

A burst of blood-red light exploded around him. From it flew a large swarm of black bats with crimson eyes, flapping their wings with a FLAP! FLAP! FLAP! as they circled the black church.

They then reassembled into Byron’s figure in the middle of the church, his clothes transforming along with him, ensuring he wouldn’t be caught in an embarrassing state again.

He transformed once more, this time into a flock of red-eyed crows, dispersing and reassembling at will, controlling over a hundred duplicates as if they were his own limbs.

Even if one flew hundreds of miles away to scout, he could share its senses in real time.

Pointing two fingers of his right hand like a blade, he sliced open the wrist of his left arm. The [Blood of Transformation] within his veins, faintly glowing with Spirituality, took the form of a paper-thin, slender sword as he drew it out with his right hand.

Like a scarlet serpent’s tongue flickering with a cold light, it sent shivers down the spine.

He raised his hand and slashed through the air.

The scarlet sword light flashed, and a large wrought-iron chandelier overhead was instantly sliced in two.

Before it could crash to the ground, the sword in Byron’s hand flickered continuously, the light joining into a dazzling scarlet screen.

Within moments, he had diced the entire cast-iron chandelier into countless pieces, which clattered to the floor.

As his physical qualities had doubled, his swordsmanship had also advanced dramatically; whether lifting heavy as if it were light, or Lifting Light as If Heavy, it all came naturally to him.

But this wasn’t all.

Byron turned to his [Nautical Logbook], which had already cataloged the series of Black Sorcery abilities he had just acquired:

"Byron Lancaster, 18 years old. Race: Prince of Night Demons.

The source of all Night Demon power is the Blood of Transformation.

In the ritual, you personally drank 108 Blood Brews, letting your body memorize their effects.

Ultimately, during the bloodline transformation, you completely converted all the blood in your body into Blood of Transformation, which possesses the power to transform and replace.

In this world, the only constant is ’change’.

From now on, every single cell in your body—including your teeth, internal organs, bones, and so on—can perpetually renew itself, replacing the old with the new.

The limits of your flesh, Recovery Power, stamina, and speed are no longer comparable to those of ordinary mortals.

Your lifespan is greatly extended; common mortal ailments can no longer harm you.

Current lifespan limit: 285 years.

Note: Extraordinary traits can be inherited, diminishing with each successive generation through reproduction."

Though this still couldn’t be considered immortality, compared to his suddenly surged lifespan, the two or three years of life stripped away by the Social Clock were just a drop in the bucket.

The few strands of white hair at his temples had already vanished without a trace, and a vibrant, youthful essence pulsed from within him.

Even without further progress, he would maintain an appearance as youthful as he was now until the end of his life.

Simultaneously, a series of Blood Spells complementary to the Grand Wizard stage were also listed:

[Bloody Divine Light]: Equivalent to the Third Order Spiritual Radiance that bridges the Material and Soul, usable for casting various Black Sorcery Spells of this path.

[Infinite Blood Brew]: You no longer need to kill to continuously produce [Blood of Transformation] of the same Order as yourself.

At Third Order, you will have Third Order Blood of Transformation available; at Fourth Order, you will have Fourth Order available, and so on.

Even if stranded on a deserted island, you could concoct various Blood Brews with your own Blood of Transformation.

[Shapeshifting]: You can instinctively use the Bat Transformation Technique, the Crow Transformation Technique, and Human Mimicry. If you obtain the blood of a specific subject, you can even transform into them at a genetic level.

No detection ability could possibly discover the deception.

For an ordinary Night Demon, the limit of new abilities would be more or less these.

But the Prince of Night Demons’ ability list was greatly expanded:

[First Embrace], [Vampire’s Touch], [Fighting Blood Technique], [Soul Projection], [Dominate Lesser Servants], [Servant Empathy], [Charm Humans]...

And part of the recently accessed, incomplete "Blood Source Pilgrimage."

His Battle methods had also become richer.

However, forming a new combat system would require him to adapt for some time.

Moreover, these Blood Spells mostly offered additional techniques or methods and couldn’t truly raise his Power limit. Their role in deciding the outcome of a direct battle could be set aside for now.

The [First Embrace], on the other hand, held immense value.

It was potent enough for Byron to use it to build a unique core force that would never betray him, marking the first step for his own path and the [Royal Iron Law].

A ’Demonic Banquet Council’ uniting all core members under me, bound by their long lifespans... that might be a good name, he thought.

Most crucially, Byron would finally no longer need to envy the Extraordinary stamina of those brutes.

Surpassing human limits! From now on, I’m a true workhorse!

If Catherine dares to bring up that Little Cheep Cheep incident from when we bathed together (Chapter 99), I’ll show her what brutality truly means!

Also, within the Blood of Transformation brewed from the [Infinite Evolver] Balboa, there clearly remained some mystical ’power of evolution.’

It seemed to have caused the once-diluted Blue Dragon bloodline within Byron to begin regrowing in the fertile soil of the Blood of Transformation, showing signs of ancestral reversion.

Though it wasn’t very noticeable yet, Byron believed that sooner or later, he would gain an Unbreakable, ironclad body, just like those who had Bathed in Dragon Blood in the past, achieving a perfect Evolution of the flesh.