Chapter 339
Aether frowned, his grip tightening slightly on his longsword.
This baleful aura was almost identical to that of the beast.
Now, it remained to be seen whether his mind had been affected.
The Abyss Lector slowly opened its eyes, a boundless blood-red hue brewing within.
Aether gripped his weapon, ready to strike at any moment.
But the next instant, the Abyss Lector knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice:
"My thanks, Your Highness! My curse of immortality has been half-eradicated!"
Instantly.
The Abyss was in an uproar.
211. Absorbing the beast's essence blood, the fragile Abyss Mage becomes a berserker.
The curse of immortality, truly half-eradicated?
A single drop of essence blood?
And it was the essence blood of a Foundation Establishment peak-stage beast!
The entire Abyss boiled over, the clamor summoning more and more of its denizens.
Upon learning what had happened, they immediately joined the revelry.
Aether turned back with a dark face and shouted angrily:
"Quiet!"
Instantly, the entire Abyss fell silent once more.
Aether then turned to the Abyss Lector and mused:
"Tell me how you feel."
"Yes!"
The Abyss Lector stood up, face beaming with joy:
"Just a moment ago, after the essence blood entered my dantian, I felt as if my entire being had been cut in half."
"My whole body felt like it was being twisted like a pretzel."
"Following that, a power that felt like both boiling magma and freezing ice condensed within me."
"Slowly, it felt as if something strange was being stripped away from my entire body."
"After it was stripped away, I felt an unprecedented sense of relief, but then the pain intensified."
"This intertwined sensation made me wish for death."
"Later on, it felt as if my dantian was about to burst, and the power of the Abyss was being eroded."
"Finally... I was in a state between fainting and waking."
"When it was all over, I realized the curse of immortality had been half-resolved, but much of my Abyssal power had been worn away."
Aether nodded thoughtfully.
"In other words, it really can resolve the curse of immortality, right?"
"I can vouch for that, but the pain is also extreme. If one cannot endure it, I fear..."
Aether waved his hand, signaling for him to continue.
It was just pain; compared to resolving the curse of immortality, the people of Khaenri'ah didn't care at all.
As long as the curse could be resolved, they would even mutilate themselves, let alone eat something.
However...
This was good news for the people of Khaenri'ah, but for Aether, there was nothing worth learning from it.
What he wanted to know was...
Whether this essence blood could make him stronger.
"So, has your strength increased now?"
Aether pressed, and the Abyss Lector was silent for a moment before saying uncertainly:
"The power of the Abyss has been worn away significantly. In terms of Abyssal power, I fear I am not even as strong as an Abyss Herald now."
The Abyss Heralds nearby darkened their expressions.
"So that means there is a scope for becoming stronger?"
Aether didn't mind and continued to ask.
The Abyss Lector mused for a moment and nodded slightly.
"Your Highness, please look!"
The Abyss Lector clenched his fist, the muscles on his forearm instantly tightening; those steel-like muscles shimmered with a faint white light.
The Abyss Lector took out several crystal ores, took a deep breath, and threw a fierce punch.
Instantly, a sonic boom erupted, a violent gale bloomed from his fist, and the fist slammed heavily into the crystal ore.
In an instant, the crystal ore disintegrated, and the area directly touched by the fist turned into powder and vanished into the air.
Aether was astonished.
That was the hardest crystal ore.
Even a powerhouse with a Vision would need the sharpness of a weapon to break it.
This Abyss Lector, without using a shred of elemental energy, smashed the crystal ore with pure physical strength?
It wasn't that no one could do such a thing, but...
This Abyss Lector was originally a mage, famous for his fragile physique!
A single drop of essence blood turned him into a berserker?
What kind of absurd development was this?
An Abyss Apostle nearby said softly:
"I have heard that beasts are monsters that prioritize physique. It seems, my lord, you have already gained a physique comparable to a beast."
The Abyss Lector was also somewhat smug, but in front of Aether, he said modestly:
"It is still far from enough. It is said that even a Foundation Establishment mid-stage beast can easily grind crystal ore."
"When we hunted this black tiger beast, a slight movement from it trampled a small hill."
"Compared to this beast, I am still far behind."
The surrounding Abyssal denizens twitched their lips, ignoring his humble-brag.
Aether nodded with satisfaction.
"Your physique has indeed been greatly strengthened. It is worthy of the essence blood of a Foundation Establishment peak-stage beast."
"Anything else?"
Aether looked up at the Abyss Lector and said softly:
"I saw your dantian filled with the blood mist differentiated by the essence blood just now. Can you use that power?"
The latter was stunned for a moment, and after musing, said softly:
"I can indeed feel that power, but I don't know how to use it..."
"What if you mobilize it like Abyssal power?"
Aether said casually, and the Abyss Lector twitched his lips, saying helplessly:
"Such power, it should..."
"Try it first."
Aether interrupted him, and seeing Aether's firm tone, the latter simply calmed his mind and connected to the blood energy in his dantian.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Abyss Lector's figure was gradually shrouded in a layer of baleful energy.
It was as if the black tiger beast had been reborn.
The surrounding Abyssal denizens were forced to step back by this aura.
Aether stared at the other, and vaguely, a layer of blood mist had already shrouded the Abyss Lector.
Suddenly, the Abyss Lector opened his eyes, his pupils turning into blood-red tiger eyes like the black tiger beast, revealing a cold-blooded intent.
He bowed slightly, his spine rising up like a dragon.
His physique expanded significantly in that instant, and his clothes were torn apart.
Muscles bulged, and hair stood on end.
Even his nails grew wildly, like tiger claws.
End of Chapter
