Necromancer Of The Shadows

Chapter 1230  Bloodline Awakening

While moving through the Blood Dungeon, Evan found that not only was he unable to use his full power, but he couldn't fly either.

This restriction had previously meant little to him; whether he could fly or not hadn't mattered. Even without flight, he could traverse the Blood Dungeon at extreme speed using his high agility.

However, looking at the towering mountain that pierced the red clouds with no visible peak, he finally realized the restrictions in the Blood Dungeon were not as simple as they seemed.

"If I could fly or use my full power, reaching the top of this mountain would be a piece of cake. But now... I don't know how long it will take to reach the top if I have to climb it normally," Evan muttered in a low voice, his eyes settling on the thousands of blood-red stairs leading up the mountain.

"Although it looks like it might be simpler to climb using the stairs... I am sure these stairs are anything but simple."

Evan pondered for a moment and decided to search around the mountain to see if there was any alternate route to go to the top of the mountain.

However, after more than an hour of searching, he found nothing. He even tried scaling the mountain normally—without the help of stairs to see if he could reach the top, but after climbing only ten meters, he had to stop.

"Each meter I climb increases the gravity pressure on me by one hundred times. I only climbed ten meters, and the gravity pressure on me has already increased by one thousand times..." Evan muttered, his mouth twitching as he looked up at the towering mountain. "This mountain must be tens of thousands of meters high. To reach the top, I would have to withstand millions of times the normal gravity. If I could use my full power, it wouldn't be difficult, but with my current strength... I am afraid my body would reach its limit before I even got halfway."

Realizing that climbing the mountain normally would be extremely difficult, Evan returned to the base and stood in front of the blood-red stairs.

"Well... it seems this is the only way," He muttered in a low voice, taking a deep breath. "Though, I am not sure if it will be any easier than climbing the mountain under millions of times gravity."

As Evan examined the first stair, he noticed there was nothing particularly remarkable about it. The stairs appeared to be made of ordinary red stone with a rough texture.

The only strange thing was the strong scent of blood emanating from it, as though someone had soaked the stone into the blood for thousands of years.

However, Evan didn't pay much attention to the bloody smell, as even the normal plants and small pebbles scattered across the Blood Dungeon had a strong scent of blood.

After taking a look at the first stair for a second, he slowly raised one foot, and the moment it came into contact with the blood-red stair—

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

A booming sound echoed inside Evan's head, as if an iron hammer had struck him, and a strange power tried to invade his mind.

Brzzz!

The moment the strange power tried to invade his mind, Evan's high spiritual power immediately reacted, and in an instant, the strange power attempting to enter his mind was suppressed.

Evan quickly came to his senses, shocked by what was happening. He concentrated, controlling his spiritual power to annihilate the strange force that was trying to invade his mind.

"Arghh!" A scream filled with endless resentment rang out in Evan's mind as the strange power tried to resist his spiritual power.

However, under Evan's continuous spiritual assault, the power was soon eradicated, leaving nothing behind.

"Dammit, it was definitely a fragment of a soul, trying to take over my body," Evan cursed loudly, his shock evident as he glanced at the first stair.

"Don't tell me I will have to face a similar attack every time I climb a step," He murmured, feeling a chill creep over him.

To reach the top, Evan would have to ascend thousands of steps, and he was certain that the higher he climbed, the more powerful these attacks would become.

Although the soul fragment that had attacked him just now was weak, and he had destroyed it easily, he wasn't sure he could handle such attacks as he climbed higher.

'This is just my guess. Maybe I won't have to face a soul attack with each step,' Evan thought and after hesitating briefly, he raised his foot to take another step.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The moment his foot touched the second stair, another soul fragment—stronger than the previous one—attempted to attack him, but after a few seconds, Evan destroyed it without much trouble. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

However, despite successfully destroying the soul fragment, he didn't show any joy, instead wearing a gloomy expression.

"What kind of sinister stairs are these?" He said, staring at the thousands of blood-red stairs stretching toward the mountain's summit.

"I might be able to withstand the soul fragment attacks for a few thousand steps, but..." Evan shook his head, frowning. "I doubt I can hold up for tens of thousands of stairs."

After a few seconds of hesitation, Evan decided to give up climbing the stairs for the time being.

"Climbing thousands of stairs while enduring soul attacks that could take over my body is pure madness..." He muttered, turning to leave. "I'll try to find another way to reach the top once I locate that black figure."

Just as Evan was about to step down, he noticed that the first step he had used to climb onto the second stair was faintly glowing.

Suddenly—

Woosh!

A beam of red light shot out from the glowing step and struck him at such speed that he had no time to dodge.

"What the—" Evan was stunned as he watched the beam of red light seep into his body.

Just as he was wondering what was happening, a few notifications flashed before his eyes.

(You have successfully absorbed a small portion of the blood of the Vyrmari Race.)

(Your Doom Bringer bloodline is fully awakening...)

---) Current Awakening Level: 0.001%