Chapter 39 Bloodline Gift (Part 2)

"Silence!"

"You must absolutely submit to me."

Casius exerted his full power to radiate his leader's aura, making all the followers present feel a heavy pressure from top to bottom.

Whether it was the flying dragon, the chimera or the ogre, they all bowed their heads and knelt involuntarily.

After all the followers bent down, Red Casius slowly cut the skin on the palm with his sharp claws.

The palm was not covered with scales, but there was thick and tough skin, and even the red dragon himself would not find it easy to cut it open.

The scratch expanded, and warm blood slowly seeped out from the wound, condensed, and dripped.

"Tick."

"Tick."

"Tick."

The bright red blood kept dripping on the boulder and gathered in the shallow pit.

The followers still lowered their heads, and the air was filled with silence.

No one dared to look up and wait, and even their eyes returned to the ground, for fear of accidentally angering the red dragon and leading to a miserable end.

"Blood gift."

Casius muttered silently.

As the special ability was activated under the will of the red dragon.

A strange power emerged in the leader's aura, connecting the red dragon with the blood.

Suddenly, Casius felt that the blood flowing was no longer a dead thing, but something closely connected to his body and his blood.

It was even like an extension of his blood, able to extend his influence to a farther and deeper place.

When all the blood was completely transformed, Casius could clearly feel that part of his power was divided out.

But this behavior was not a simple giving, but more like a tree sowing its own seeds, and when it "blooms and bears fruit", it will also feed back to itself.

The still warm blood in the shallow pit flowed slowly.

It contained incredible power.

This is the blood of gift.

The followers did not know how far the ceremony was going and whether it was successful, so they still did not dare to look up.

The air in the valley was almost stagnant, and thousands of monsters crowded in it, but it was rare to be silent.

Finally, Casius took the initiative to break the silence.

"You can get up now."

Hearing the master's order, the followers in the valley stood up in large numbers as if relieved.

But when they noticed the deep red blood flowing slowly in the shallow pit, they held their breath again and were on tenterhooks.

Who doesn't want to be the lucky one who enjoys a long life and powerful strength?

"Rump."

Casius named the first name.

This ogre magician is the steward appointed by the red dragon, a rare monster spellcaster, and a contributor to the prosperity and development of the Burning Embers Nest. What is valuable is that he has been fooled to death and is obsessed with the so-called great blueprint of the red dragon.

Casius needs to keep him majestic and have more powerful power to set a positive example for all the monsters in the Burning Embers Nest.

Rump pushed his glasses pretending to be calm, as if he had already expected that he would be the first to be blessed.

But in fact, he was so nervous that he was trembling all over. It was not until he was named by the red dragon that he barely calmed down his fluctuating emotions and pretended to be clear about it.

Rump climbed up the rock with great effort and waited quietly.

The blood flowed upstream and rushed into the ogre's mouth.

The blood that entered Rump's mouth was only a part of it, which was not much for the ogre who was more than three meters tall.

In the past, this big-eating ogre could even drink up the blood of a mammoth.

But as soon as this "blood of grace" entered his mouth, Rump's body trembled violently.

The fat on his body was shaking constantly.

"Ah——"

As the majestic elemental energy flowed into his throat.

The ogre's eyes were red and his face was hideous. He opened his bloody mouth that could swallow a human head, like a monster that had completely lost his mind, without any previous calm posture.

However, the hot fire element continued to flow into his intestines along the esophagus, burning his abdomen red, like a burning flame appearing in his body.

The ogre claimed to eat everything and had an extremely powerful digestive system, but at this moment, he felt the unimaginable pain in his stomach for the first time.

"It's burning, it's burning!"

Rump was completely unable to stand up. He curled up on the ground involuntarily, his huge body rolling back and forth and struggling, his arms constantly beating the ground to vent his pain.

He hammered the boulder with a bang, and the dragon blood was also surging in his stomach.

Under the ogre's tumbling, these bloods containing elemental power have entered the blood vessels and are pumped to all parts of the body by the violently beating heart, which is about to give the most thorough changes to the whole body.

"Hu, hu"

He lay on the stone panting, his fat and huge body became swollen and red, and bursts of white smoke came out of his skin. At this moment, he was like a bloated balloon, as if he would burst in the next moment.

The power of the dragon clan was a little too strong for this ogre with low blood.

Rump let out a low howl, his voice getting weaker and weaker, but his eyes gradually regained clarity. Anyone could feel that his life was gradually weakening.

The dragon blood greedily drained his life, turning into a majestic elemental energy that filled his body.

Was he going to fail?

Cassius did not make a sound, but just watched quietly.

If he failed, he would regret losing a handy subordinate, but that was all.

The ogres clenched their sticks nervously. They didn't have much affection for their own kind, and would even eat the bodies of their dead companions without hesitation. But for this "good at finding food" boss, they still wanted him to survive.

On the other side, the hobgoblin leader Doro was breathing rapidly.

He had been suppressed by Rump for too long, and once the ogre died, the other followers would not be able to be reused. At that time, he would be able to take the opportunity to take the position and become the real butler of the Burning Nest.

Thinking of this, Doro's mouth corners slightly raised.

At this moment, the change suddenly increased.

"Ah--"

The ogre, who had been silent for a long time, let out a heavy roar.

He lay on the ground with his limbs on the ground in a strange posture, and his swollen body continued to expand. His whole body was greedily absorbing the energy around him, drying up the air around him.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

His body rose and fell.

Its body size increased from three meters to four meters, and then stopped at more than five meters.

A spine with bone spurs protruded from his back.

Its hands and feet also became sharper, turning into a shape similar to dragon claws.

The thick skin was actually cracked, and was torn apart by his own body, revealing the newly grown, extremely hard red scales under the skin, like a snake shedding its skin.

Only then did Cassius realize that the ogre magician was not passively accepting the changes brought about by the gift, but was using the elemental power contained in the dragon blood to activate the magic net and build a spell model similar to the "fireball spell" in his body, so as to more thoroughly absorb the energy in the dragon blood.

This is very risky, but the benefits are also very high.

And thanks to Trump's in-depth research, his control over spells has reached a terrifying level.