Chapter 353: Bloodline Curse Seal

Every joint was carefully designed, ensuring flexibility while also possessing powerful load-bearing capacity.

But what was most eye-catching was the reserved space in its chest.

A magic power amplification crystal would be installed there, serving as the energy core for the entire construct.

Next was the most critical step.

Luo En carefully took the magic power amplification crystal out of the container; this octahedron crystal emitted a strange life aura in his hands.

"The energy output of the crystal needs to be perfectly synchronized with the entire rune network, otherwise it will be impossible to trigger a chain reaction."

With the installation of the crystal, the entire golem began to emit a faint glow.

It was not a dead, mechanical luster, but a pulse approaching life.

Energy flowed through the rune circuits, like blood circulating in blood vessels.

Luo En's spiritual power began to inject into the golem's body.

The golem's eyes began to flicker with blue light.

"Initialization complete... System self-check... Everything normal."

The golem uttered its first sentence: "Creator, I am ready to accept instructions."

"Very good. Your codename is 'Explorer One', and your main task is to conduct reconnaissance and preliminary contact in the abyss environment." Luo En nodded with satisfaction:

"Remember, caution is the first principle. If you encounter a threat beyond your ability, immediately retreat or self-destruct."

"Understood, Creator. Explorer One will strictly execute your instructions."

The golem performed a standard salute; its movements were slightly stiff, but it was decent enough.

After production was complete, Luo En began to think about the next action plan.

"Explorer One will act as the vanguard, responsible for collecting intelligence and probing the enemy situation; once we reach the fourth layer, we can prepare to half-abandon it."

He was formulating a detailed plan in his heart:

"At that time, first control the substitute puppet to make contact with the magic golem, and take the magic power amplification crystal on its body... I will decide whether to show up myself depending on the situation."

After all, although Nari looked at the substitute puppet like a precious son.

It might only feel slightly familiar with the aura of Luo En's main body.

To approach it directly like this... he didn't dare to take that risk.

………………

Deep in the canyon, Euphemia watched Chloe's departing figure, a satisfied smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

Just as she was preparing to put away the recording crystal, the mark on her left wrist suddenly began to burn.

It was a burning sensation that went deep into the bone marrow, as if something was wriggling in her blood vessels.

The white-haired witch's face turned pale instantly; she knew what this meant—Father was going to contact her.

She quickly looked around to confirm there were no other observers, then took out a dagger with a strange design from her bosom.

The blade of this dagger appeared deep red, as if it had been cast from congealed blood.

Euphemia did not hesitate and used the dagger to cut a deep wound in the palm of her left hand.

Blood surged out instantly, but these blood droplets did not fall to the ground; instead, they condensed into a complex geometric figure in the air.

The blood-colored figure began to rotate, faster and faster, eventually forming a small door.

A tentacle made of pure blood stretched out from the door, and at the end of the tentacle grew a huge vertical eye, with strange spirals reflected in its pupil.

Just gazing at this eye made one feel an indescribable fear and worship.

That was the pressure from a high-level existence, enough to make an ordinary person go insane instantly.

And the moment the blood tentacle appeared, all surrounding observation methods began to fail, falling into a dead silence.

"My daughter..."

A low and majestic voice came from the tentacle.

This voice seemed to be issued from countless throats at the same time, layered and hair-raising:

"Have you reached the designated area?"

"Yes, Father."

Euphemia bowed respectfully: "I am heading to the Abyss Observatory according to your instructions."

The spiral in the blood eye began to rotate faster, as if examining this 'masterpiece' created by itself:

"Very good. This mission has several goals; you must listen carefully."

Euphemia nodded to show understanding, while simultaneously activating memory enhancement to ensure no details were missed.

As the 'daughter' of the Blood King, she had been trained since childhood to obey orders absolutely.

"First, use the abyss environment to let your blood demon slaves kill each other."

The tentacle swayed slowly in the air, and the blood eye turned toward the blood demons waiting quietly:

"Only in life-and-death struggles can they obtain true evolution. The weak are eliminated, and the strong become stronger; this is the basic law of the abyss."

The light in the blood eye became even hotter:

"Especially that leader; it is already close to the Moon-level. If it can break through in this training, your overall strength will rise to a new level."

"As you command, Father." Euphemia's voice remained respectful, but in her heart, she was calculating the pros and cons.

Although the mutual slaughter between blood demons could promote evolution, it also meant she would lose part of her combat power.

However, a Moon-level blood demon was indeed more valuable than several Morning Star-level ones.

"Secondly, find an opportunity to meet the Blood Tear Grand Duke Asmond."

The Blood King's tone became even colder, and viscous blood began to flow from the blood eye:

"Recently, this guy has become more and more disobedient, starting to disobey my orders while pretending to comply. He has forgotten who gave him his current power and status."

The tentacle began to wriggle violently, and the blood vessel patterns on its surface became even more obvious:

"Moreover, his supply of pure blood dew to the Blood Moon Clan has also started to be delayed; this behavior must be corrected.

At that time, I will give him a beating, and you should also be able to get some extra benefits from it."

Excitement appeared in Euphemia's eyes.

"I understand, Father. This wild dog Asmond indeed needs to be whipped so he can recognize who the true master is."

"Finally, and most importantly." The Blood King's voice carried a kind of unfathomable meaning:

"Find a way to approach the young wizard named Luo En Ralph; this person possesses the traits we need..."

The spiral in the blood eye twisted and changed, as if something terrifying was brewing:

"If we can turn him into our ally, or rather... servant, then the success rate of the entire plan will be greatly improved."

Hearing this, Euphemia felt a subtle unease.

Although Father didn't say it explicitly, the implication was already very obvious.

"Father, how do you want me to approach him?" She asked cautiously.

The spiral in the blood eye began to rotate slowly again, as if considering how to answer this question:

"You are a beautiful woman, and he is a young man. At critical moments, women always have some... special advantages."

The implication of this sentence was extremely obvious, causing a sense of indescribable resistance to surge in Euphemia's heart.

Although she was indeed a creation of the Blood King, she also had her own consciousness and dignity.

Being asked to 'conquer' someone she had never met in this way made her feel a subtle humiliation.

But on the surface, she still maintained a look of loyalty:

"I... understand, Father. However, what if he refuses?"

"Then use a more direct method."

The Blood King's tone became dangerous, and the blood eye began to emit an ominous red light.

"The curse seal will make his body and mind completely controlled by you; the effect is more powerful than any contract."

The spiral in the blood eye began to rotate faster:

"Of course, this ability can only be used once, and it requires a complete... process. So you must choose the right timing."

Hearing these words, Euphemia became even more restless.

"I understand, Father." She finally replied, trying her best not to show the hesitation in her heart: "I will find a way to complete the mission."

"Very good. Remember, this mission concerns the success or failure of our entire plan."

The Blood King's voice began to blur, and the portal was also slowly closing:

"Do not let me down, Euphemia. You are my most excellent work, and also my only... successor."

Following this sentence, the blood-red tentacle retracted into the portal, and the light of the blood eye also gradually dimmed.

Only a heavy smell of blood and strange echoes remained in the air.

Euphemia stood on the edge of the cliff, gazing in the direction of the distant abyss, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She certainly knew the meaning of her existence and understood Father's expectations for her.

But this feeling of being used as a tool still caused a trace of indescribable rebellious emotion to surge in her heart.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time." She whispered to herself in her heart, then turned to the blood demons behind her: "Anyway, Father didn't give a hard indicator; I'll find a way to enter the observatory first."

As an existence with an independent personality, she would certainly execute the mission in her own way.

As for those unpleasant 'special means', she would try not to use them if she could.

After all, there were many other ways to achieve the goal.

………………

At the same time, deep in the distant Blood-Chaos World, a kind of indescribable terror was brewing.

In a corner of this world's extreme realm stood a palace built of white bones and flesh.

Every pillar of the palace was a giant spine, with rotting strips of flesh hanging on it.

The walls were pieced together from countless human faces.

These faces would twist in agony one moment, then grin with blood-filled maws in manic laughter the next, displaying every extreme of human emotion.

They would blink, breathe, and tell something with silent mouth shapes, but no one was willing to listen carefully.

In the deepest part of the palace, the Blood King 'sat' alone on his throne.

After nearly an era of power loss of control, Aiden's true form had long since become twisted and terrifying.

His body presented a terrifying state somewhere between a human and an abyss creature.

Most of the skin had fallen off, revealing the wriggling blood vessels and muscle tissue underneath.

The left arm was composed entirely of black blood vessel bundles, on which grew countless tiny eyeballs, each rotating independently.

The most terrifying thing was his face.

The original facial features had been twisted and deformed, the mouth split to the ear roots, and inside were three rows of sharp teeth.

And on his forehead, a huge vertical eye opened, the pupil spiral-shaped, emitting red light that caused mental confusion.

This was the true face of the 'Blood King', a pathetic existence eroded by power that did not belong to him, but still maintaining partial consciousness.

On the table in front of him crawled a crystal spider.

Its eight legs were all attached with human eyeballs, and its whole body was crystal clear.

This was one of the clones of the 'Void Spider' Ma Genusi.

"How is Euphemia's progress?" Ma Genusi's voice came from the spider, carrying a unique multiple echo effect:

"Can that special mark you implanted in her really achieve the expected effect?"

Aiden stroked the tabletop with his normal right hand:

"Of course. That mark is the crystallization of my life's research, combining the highest achievements of bloodline studies, soul studies, and contract spellcraft."

The vertical eye on his forehead turned toward the spider:

"Euphemia is not only my most perfect work, but also a daughter I raised with my own hands. My care for her is far beyond your imagination."

"Care?" Ma Genusi's spider clone crawled slowly on the table, eight eyeballs staring at Aiden simultaneously:

"It should be control, right? The bloodline lock and that special mark you imposed on her don't look like a father's love for his daughter."

Aiden let out a hair-raising laugh, the sound like fingernails scratching glass:

"Control is the deepest care; this world is full of betrayal and danger, and only under my protection can she obtain true safety."

The eyeballs on his left arm began to rotate crazily:

"How do you think Cassandra treats Yi Fu? Freedom on the surface, manipulation in reality. At least I am honest and never hide my restraint of Euphemia."

Ma Genusi was silent for a moment, seemingly thinking about the twisted logic within:

"But Luo En Ralph's caution exceeds our expectations; what if he doesn't take the bait as you wish?"

"Then use the 'special gift' I prepared."

Aiden's voice became even more insidious, and the vertical eye on his forehead began to emit dangerous red light.

He stretched out his right hand, and a complex blood-red rune appeared in his palm.

This rune began to rotate slowly, emitting a kind of charm that implanted itself into the bone marrow.

"This is the ultimate insurance I implanted in her bloodline—the 'Bloodline Curse Seal'."

Aiden's voice carried a morbid pride:

"When she has the... most intimate contact with the target, this mark will activate, planting a permanent control curse seal in the other party's body."

Ma Genusi's eight eyeballs widened simultaneously: "You mean..."

"That's right, through intercourse, she can plant my mark in the depths of the target's soul."

Aiden's laughter became even more smug: "Once successful, the target's will, memory, and even soul will be completely controlled by me."

He paused, and the vertical eye on his forehead turned toward an invisible direction:

"This kind of control is two-way; when Euphemia controls Luo En, I also indirectly control him through her. Killing two birds with one stone, a perfect design."

His expression became even more insidious:

"I understand Euphemia more deeply than she understands herself. When the critical moment comes, she will make the right choice."

"Then what if she really develops rebellious thoughts?" Ma Genusi asked somewhat boredly.

Aiden let out a low roar like a beast:

"Then I will personally correct her mistakes; the existence of the bloodline lock ensures that she can never truly betray me. And..."

The eyeballs on his left arm began to shed blood tears:

"I can activate all the marks in her body at any time, letting her experience pain more terrifying than death.

But I hope that day never comes, because she is my only... masterpiece."

This twisted disclosure of emotion made even Ma Genusi feel a chill.

"Regarding the special aspects of Luo En..." It switched the topic at the right time: "Do you really think he has the potential to become the King of the Era?"

Hearing this question, Aiden's expression became serious.

His normal right hand scooped up an ancient classic from the blood pool on the table.

The pages had been soaked in blood, but the text on them was still clearly visible.

"This is the research note left by Serna."

He opened the classic and pointed to a passage written in magic ink:

"She recorded her observations on the laws of era transition here; every era transition requires a catalyst with special qualifications."

Aiden's vertical eye stared at the page, the spiral in the pupil rotating slowly:

"This person must not only have extraordinary talent, but also the will to break the established trajectory. And most importantly..."

He paused, his voice becoming mysterious:

"He must be able to withstand the erosion from chaos while maintaining his humanity. This is an almost impossible balance."

"And Luo En Ralph..." Greed appeared in Aiden's eyes:

"I can feel the traces of the power of the King of Illusions on him, which shows that the other party has already recognized this young man; I never doubt the insight of that bitch..."

Mentioning the King of Illusions, Aiden's emotions became obviously agitated.

"That damn bitch, she interfered with my progress back then and helped that guy Hector..."

The vertical eye on his forehead began to flicker violently, and the eyeballs on his left arm also rotated crazily.

"But this time is different." His strange body twitched, trying to control his anger:

"If I can successfully control him, it will be equivalent to mastering the dominance of the next era."

Ma Genusi's spider clone wove a complex web pattern on the table:

"Then, how much confidence do you have in the success rate of this plan?"

Aiden pondered for a moment, then revealed a terrifying smile:

"At least seventy percent; Euphemia's beauty and talent are enough to attract young men, and her special abilities are even harder to guard against.

Even if the target notices something, it is difficult to maintain sanity in that situation."

His voice became even more insidious:

"Moreover, I have prepared other backup plans for her.

If gentle means are ineffective, there are other ways to achieve the goal.

Her bloodline domination ability is not only effective against abyss creatures..."

The secret room fell into a brief silence, with only the heartbeat from afar echoing constantly.

"I look forward to your good news."

Ma Genusi finally said, and the spider clone began to dissipate gradually:

"If this plan succeeds, all of us will receive unprecedented rewards."

Aiden sat alone in the secret room, gazing at the twisted blood-colored sky in the distance.

In his plan, this was just the beginning.

When he controlled Luo En through Euphemia, the real game would begin.

He wanted to make all the great ones who once looked down on him pay the price, and let the entire Truth Court witness the true power of the 'False King'.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 354 =====