Chapter 33: Night of the Full Moon—I

, The Genie Starting from Marvel

Soon, the night of the full moon arrived.

As the sun sank bit by bit below the horizon in the west, the moon's radiance began to shine upon the earth.

Frost looked up; it was a fine night, cloudless for ten thousand miles, and the moon was round and full, hanging in the sky like a cake.

Clang! The dungeon door was opened. Today, Frost had no need to hide his daggers; he didn't need to pretend as he had for the past few days.

Following the routine of the last few days, Frost applied several layers of Dark Touch and Weakening Spell to Blade's body, preventing Blade from having the strength to break free of his control.

Afterward, Frost brought Blade to a vast, uninhabited area. The trees here had been cleared by Frost in advance, so now one could see the moon directly, without any obstruction.

Along the way, Blade had been silently accumulating strength. The time given for him to recover was simply too short; as he was now, he was not enough to contend with Frost head-on.

Therefore, Blade prepared to endure through today, forcing Frost to wait for the next full moon, which would give him a month to recover.

Even if Frost increased the severity of his injuries midway, Blade could try to fake it and see if he could fool him.

Furthermore, under the big, round moon, Blade could feel the werewolf bloodline within his body stirring.

Actually, his vampire bloodline also reacted, but relatively speaking, it wasn't as amplified as the werewolf bloodline. Still, it was fine; Blade could hold on.

Frost came before Blade with his hands behind his back, his Count bloodline suppression fully exerted. "I command you! Become a werewolf!"

Blade's brain buzzed, and his body became difficult to control. The command Frost issued using his bloodline carried no small amount of coercive force.

After resisting for a few seconds, Blade decided he couldn't go on like this; he couldn't afford to lose.

Thus, Blade suppressed the bloodline in his body back to a state of equilibrium, and he turned back into a human, which allowed him to bypass the command suppression brought by the noble title.

Frost smiled slightly; Blade's move did not exceed his expectations. He placed his hand on top of Blade's head: Blood Magic—Human Charm Spell!

"I command you, become a werewolf!"

That feeling that had just faded returned, and Blade felt it was even more intense and harder to resist than before.

Frost was delighted; he had long since made preparations.

Turning into a vampire, a Count commanding a Viscount, one-on-one commands are hard to resist.

Turning into a human? Sorry, the vampire-exclusive magic for humans, the Human Charm Spell, could also take effect, and relatively speaking, it was even more effective.

In short, no matter how Blade struggled, Frost always had a way to deal with him—it was just one sentence, forcing him to become a werewolf.

No... no!

Blade struggled hard, his form switching between human and vampire, but this switching not only didn't make him feel better, but instead, he found it increasingly difficult to control himself.

"Why! Why!"

Blade wailed in his heart. He firmly remembered the girl's appearance, using it to remind himself that he absolutely could not let Frost succeed.

But human strength is limited; Blade began to feel he was not up to the task.

"Why! Why did you, Genie, send me here! And what exactly did I wish for?!"

Blade was about to reach his breaking point. He kept asking in his heart, "I absolutely cannot become a werewolf! Absolutely not! I just want to live on as a human! Why is this wish so hard to realize!"

At this moment, a grand voice rang out beside Blade's ear; it was the Genie's voice.

"Ahem, as the Genie, I declare, your wish is granted!" Ding Hao settled the matter directly.

In an instant, both the vampire bloodline and the werewolf bloodline became obedient.

If Blade had previously been the landlord of these two bloodlines, now he had become their controller.

The three bloodlines in Blade's body changed from a parallel form to a branched form, with the human bloodline at the apex, and the subordinate branches being the vampire and werewolf.

From now on, Blade no longer had to worry about the guest usurping the host, and transforming in human form could even bring bonuses to the other two forms.

Frost, seeing Blade suddenly stop moving and struggling, felt a bit strange. He stepped forward and kicked Blade twice.

Blade snapped his eyes open, vampire form, Blood Magic—Dark Touch!

Several tentacles rose from the ground and bound Frost up.

From this moment on, the offensive and defensive positions had shifted!

Zing!

Werewolf claws extended; in an instant, Blade completed two switches.

Crack, crack, crack—the tentacles bound to Blade were snapped open slightly. Before they could tighten, the wolf claws swept up and down, completely severing the tentacles.

At this time, Frost, who had been caught off guard, turned into a bat and successfully escaped.

"You ultimately still..." Frost wanted to say something more.

But Blade was in no mood to listen. A wolf howl shook Frost back into his original state, and then he switched to human, switched to vampire, turned into a bat, and flew directly above Frost.

Switching to human again, switching to werewolf, Blade pounced down from the air. The black-gray fur on his body had completely turned black under the moonlight; he was already a prime werewolf.

Frost's daze hadn't ended before he was pounced directly to the ground.

"Frost! I f*** your grandfather!" Blade roared, swinging his claws with all his might, even using his mouth to tear and bite.

Two minutes later, Blade's movements gradually slowed down, while Frost on the ground had long since been torn into pieces, dead as dead could be.

Wuwuwu...

Blade knelt on the ground. There was not a shred of satisfaction in his heart after killing his enemy; he just cried loudly there.

"Mom, look at that uncle crying."

"Don't look at him, maybe he went bankrupt. Let's stay further away."

Blade heard a voice that didn't sound quite right. He looked to the side and only then discovered that he had returned to that afternoon. The light gate in front of him had closed, and the Genie was still the same, lying on the rocking chair.

"Which side is real..." Blade climbed up from the ground, baring his fangs at the Genie.

"Both are, and neither is." Ding Hao looked at Blade with slanted eyes.

Blade instantly felt the surrounding air solidify. Even though he had become many times stronger, in front of the Genie, he was no different from the beginning; he still counted as having no strength to truss a chicken.

"When exactly did I make the wish?" Blade continued to ask; he felt as if time had been tied into a knot.

"Guess." Ding Hao had no intention of explaining. He glanced at Blade again. "Reminding you of one thing: some things must be done in time; miss them and you will regret it for a lifetime."

Blade froze for a moment, his eyes brightening bit by bit; his eyes were glowing.

If, if both sides were real, then the girl was very likely still alive! Living in that dark basement!

Blade didn't say a word, turned his head, and left. Shallow black fur grew under his clothes; he re-entered werewolf form.

Blade kept increasing his speed; he roughly remembered where that dungeon was.

Boom! The door of a basement was blasted open with one punch, and light shone in from the doorway.

In this radiance, a young girl covered her eyes with her right hand and looked toward the doorway in astonishment. In the endless light, she seemed to see a figure, like a peerless hero.

"I found you!" ===== CHAPTER 34 =====