I Became the Progenitor Vampire Chapter 296

Chapter 296: Chapter 298: First Contact (5600 words) Chapter 296: Chapter 298: First Contact (5600 words) “Master, I am very familiar with the aura on that scroll, I visited it over a thousand years ago…

It seems, that was a place where a Divine had fallen.”

Withered Bone, being an Undead Life, had lived for so long that it was beyond counting.

Even he had forgotten how long he had been alive.

Lide's eyebrows slightly lifted when he heard this.

“A thousand years ago, a land where a Divine had fallen?”

The land where a Divine had fallen, just saying these words brought an inexplicable force, representing the most powerful beings in this world, excluded by the will of the Main Plane.

A land where even gods could fall was no simple place.

“Was there really a Divine that fell there? What level were you at that time? How did you get in?”

A series of questions plunged Withered Bone into contemplation; the fiery blue Soul Fire within its dragon skull flickered.

After a long while, he spoke, his voice hollow and carrying a peculiar tone.

“Master, in the ancient years beyond measure, I awakened as an Undead Life.

But for a long time after awakening, I was in a daze, the Soul Fire was very weak, and my thoughts were stiff.

I wandered around the world, instinctively searching for the aura of the undead to consume and strengthen my Soul Fire.

I hid in the darkness when the sun was high, and embarked on journeys during the night.

Thus passed the lengthy years, whether it was a hundred years or a thousand, I finally awakened to my own consciousness.

But because of this awakening, I sensed a certain calling, and in my ignorant state, I responded to that call.

Subsequently, I was summoned by a powerful force into that land where the Divine had fallen…”

Speaking up to this point, the blue Soul Fire inside Withered Bone's skull burned even more intensely, like boiling oil dropped onto a fire.

But the radiance emitted by the Soul Fire was chillingly cold, void of any heat; Lide could even feel the temperature around himself drop by more than ten degrees.

Withered Bone had not yet finished speaking.

“I met the master who had summoned me, an Undead Mage, a powerful Undead Mage.

And the plane I was summoned to was the land where the Divine had fallen!

There, skeletons piled into mountains, black blood flowed like rivers, and resentful spirits covered the sky…”

Lide strangely felt a bit of fear from Withered Bone's words, igniting his curiosity.

“This plane should be your favorite, why do you fear it?

Isn't such a thick aura of death suitable for the survival of the undead?”

“Master, it's different here, completely different…”

The fire of Withered Bone's soul surged higher, and his tone carried a thicker note of fear.

“In this intense aura of death, there lies a supremely holy power, belonging to the Light God System.

Majestic, holy, and dazzling.

Even the intense power of death could not conceal it.

It was like–Divine.”

Withered Bone's tone was incredibly solemn.

“Only a Divine could reveal such a dazzling force amid the omnipresent power of death.

And later events also confirmed my thoughts.”

“This land was a bloody battlefield.”

“Death Knight, Ghoul, Ghost, Skeleton Warrior, Zombie, Undead Mage, Ghost Dragon, Bone Dragon… every kind of undead troop present in this space.

And all these undead lives had but one target–a dazzling sky of light.

Inside the sky, thin like crystal, like a giant egg of a Demon Beast, was a Twelve-winged Blazing Angel…”

Lide's eyes widened sharply. “A Twelve-winged Blazing Angel?!!”

In the legends he had collected about Divines, a Twelve-winged Blazing Angel was a Divine Life, with a combat power equivalent to a lesser Divine Power.

Such beings were amongst the most powerful warriors under the Light God System.

“What happened next? What became of that Blazing Angel?”

Withered Bone shook its head, “I was being controlled by that Undead Mage, preparing to attack, when suddenly a tremendous burst of brilliance lit up the land…

All the undead turned to ash under that brilliance.

Unsurprisingly, I was struck by the Light Power, my Soul Fire severely weakened, putting me directly into a prolonged sleep.”

“As for that Blazing Angel, by the time I awakened again, it had already vanished without a trace.”

As he spoke this, the fire of Withered Bone's soul finally calmed a bit.

“I have long forgotten how long I slept, perhaps three hundred years, maybe three thousand.”

My consciousness returned once again, not only had the Blazing Angel vanished without a trace, but the entire plane had undergone a massive transformation.

The rivers composed of black blood had dried up, the ghosts that covered the sky had turned into flying ash, and all other forms of undead life had disappeared without a trace.

Only piles of white bones and the dense Power of Death remained.

At this point, the Withered Bone paused for a moment, soothed its emotions, and then continued.

“But in the thick aura of death, the power belonging to the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel still lingered, merged with the Power of Death into an unbelievable yet incredibly real scene.”

“I walked within it for thirty years… finally, I found a shattered spatial rift and barely managed to escape from that land where Divine beings had fallen.

This Bone Dragon was also found within there.

My Soul Fire absorbed Death Aura during that time and also absorbed a small amount of Light Energy, requiring a long time to purify the Soul Fire…”

Hearing this, Lide finally understood the origin of Withered Bone and the secrets of that divine fall site.

Even a Divine being like the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel had appeared.

Death Cemetery seemed quite extraordinary.

“After such a long time, are you sure that the aura on that scroll is from that world?”

“Yes, Master, my soul has slumbered there for countless years, and I am very sensitive to its aura.”

Lide nodded, looking at the gigantic creature before him, and his interest in that plane where the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel had appeared surged immensely.

Originally, Death Cemetery had attracted him for the Death Flower or other high-level Magic Scroll Making Skill, but now, Death Cemetery was obviously not so simple.

The treasures hidden inside might be far richer than he had imagined.

After confirming the information with Withered Bone, Lide did not hesitate any longer and had the Bone Dragon return to the Dimension Space; he then summoned Stanley and two others.

He shared Withered Bone's information as soon as they met.

After hearing it, Stanley's eyes filled with shock.

“Your Highness, the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel is the most powerful combat force within the Light God System.

I had not expected such a legendary being to be ambushed by the undead.

It is even highly possible that it fell.

Death Cemetery may contain treasures beyond our imagination.”

Not to mention, just finding a feather from an angel would be a huge gain, that alone would at least be a Legendary Item, and might even contain Divinity.

Of course, if Lide knew Stanley's thoughts, he would be speechless, thinking all this effort just to pick up a feather??

“Prepare, we're going to visit Death Cemetery in the north.”

Lide was never one to dawdle.

If it weren't for Withered Bone, he would need to prepare intensely, but since they had a guide, just blundering through would suffice.

However, before heading out, Lide asked Betty to pause her preparations.

“Betty, after I take everyone and leave, there will be no one to guard the Crimson Mage Tower, and I need you to help me protect it.”

His dark eyes looked directly into Betty's wild eyes.

“Isa and Vina both need your protection, especially now when Master Spark is seriously injured.”

The unmasked Betty fell silent for a moment, her distinctly contoured face resembling that of a mixed-race, now somewhat reluctantly, before going to war and adventure would be like taking a foodie's meal away just before they began to eat.

But seeing Lide's deep gaze, Betty turned her head with a slight reluctance and acknowledged.

“Hmm…”

Lide, seeing this wild Valkyrie act like a little girl, couldn't help but laugh silently, instinctively reaching out as if he were treating Vina, touching the girl's long hair.

Betty stiffened, turning her head slightly, her face flushing red as she saw Lide's action.

Lide also sensed the slightly odd atmosphere but continued petting the soft hair before retracting his hand.

He inexplicably felt like he was teasing his stern female classmate when he was younger, a strange thrill overtaking him.

“Go back, wait for my return.”

Betty looked at Lide's handsome and charming face with a subtle nod, then, with cheeks flushed, she turned and swiftly left.

The heroic Valkyrie at this moment seemed like she had been caught doing something naughty…

Once Betty left, Lide breathed a sigh of relief.

Getting Betty to return was partly because the Crimson Mage Tower really needed a powerful professional to guard it, especially when Spark was unable to watch over the Crimson Mage Tower.

On the other hand, this mission was extremely dangerous.

Anything related to gods was never simple.

Especially since Withered Bone explicitly stated that it was the battlefield where the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel had once been besieged by the undead.

No one knew what still existed inside.

So this time, he didn't plan to take too many with him, Stanley, Grote, Withered Bone, Castro, including himself, three Bloodline plus two other life forms would be enough.

Both he, Grote, and Stanley possessed the 'Rebirth in Blood' Skill, so even facing great threats, he would be unafraid.

Withered Bone had once slumbered and wandered in that plane, an indispensable guide.

Castro possessed extraordinary armor, and his flying speed had surpassed the speed of sound, allowing him to escape battles he couldn't win, provided he did not act recklessly.

Only Betty, despite her great strength, lacked many escape skills once trapped, and after death, she could not resurrect.

Thus, Lide promptly sent away this valkyrie of overwhelming combat prowess.

For he had planned for the worst-case scenario when preparing to execute this plan.

“Stanley, arrange the following tasks, have Dawn's Shadow enter a lurking state, and cease all intelligence-gathering activities.

Grot, send a message to Wales and ask him to look after the Dark Contract for a while; I believe my disciple will be more than happy to comply.

Additionally, inform Dawn City of our actions; Harrison will prepare the necessary contingency plans.”

Lide's thoughts were calm as he arranged the upcoming tasks without any rash actions.

He was not alone now; he governed a vast force whose every move could impact the fate of countless people.

He was the sole core of Dawn City, anything might go wrong, but not him.

His upcoming expedition to the Death Cemetery to explore the site of a Divine's fall was fraught with danger; logically, as the most substantial boss, Lide should not risk it.

However, the treasures contained within were too astonishing, and he couldn't feel at ease without leading the team himself.

Moreover, his indomitable resurrection Talent also gave him the capital to take risks.

And exploring an area filled with mystery was certainly tempting for him.

“Yes, my lord.”

Grot and Stanley answered in unison.

That same night, small bats continuously flew out of the Black Rose Manor.

Various forces under Dawn City also entered into a Level 1 alert state upon receiving Lide's orders.

Dawn City's Think Tank had developed dozens of strategic plans for various scenarios such as war, plague, disaster, flood, or foreign invasions.

Among those was a plan for how Dawn City should operate during a period if Lide were to enter a transformational slumber or couldn't lead Dawn City due to other reasons.

These were the plans Lide had commanded the Think Tank to prepare; always contemplating the worst, the world never lacked threats, and effective preemptive plans were much better than those hastily formed in response to an emergency.

Once Lide's message spread, everything operated along its intended trajectory, again proving the superiority of the system he had established.

A day later.

As dusk neared.

In a desolate and dilapidated city far from Green City, on the border region, Lide, carried by Castro, slowly descended onto the central square of this city.

Desolate, barren, and in ruins.

These were Lide's immediate impressions of the city.

The surrounding tall stone buildings had already shattered due to wars or were overgrown with cobwebs due to neglect.

Lonely, miserable.

This city was the large border city of Sorins City in the southern province, bordering the now Undead Empire of the Radiant Empire.

The once-thriving city had turned into a ghost town due to the Undead invasion.

Every resident of the city, regardless of age, gender, or race, had turned into Undead life the moment the city walls were breached.

On the empty streets, not even corpses remained, only in some corners could one find those shattered skeletons.

After releasing his spiritual power and sensing for a while, Lide shook his head.

Indeed, there was no longer any sign of life here.

He turned his head toward the two adventurers, Markli and his brother, a Level 5 caster, who had been thrown to the ground by Castro.

“Markli, have you explored this city, and is there anything special here?”

The two adventurers, with Withered Bone flying in the sky above, Lide in front, and Stanley and Grot blocking the way behind, though no longer bound by chains, still had no ability to resist.

“My lord, no, this is a ghost town.” Markli, now wearing a black robe, still spoke weakly.

Lide frowned slightly, “Then why did you make us detour here?”

“In this city… there is, there's that pouch…”
“A pouch?”

“Yes, the pouch containing Magic Scroll Making Skill…”

“Such important things, and you just threw it away?”

“My lord, the pouch was too old. We moved into this city for a night immediately after coming through that space rift with the main force.

At that time, we had the members of the adventurer's guild examine it, and that pouch didn't seem valuable, just a nearly-rotten pouch.

I thought, if we were to enter that Land of Death again, that pouch might be of help to you.”

Lide looked at Markli, rather surprised; this adventurer was quite meticulous.

“Very well, lead the way properly. If you can find what I am looking for this time, I will allow you all to leave and will also see to it that the Heart-eating Demon no longer holds you accountable.”

After saying this, his tone became very profound as he looked at the two adventurers, “Believe me, I never lie…”

At this moment, Lide's face did not show the slightest blush.

Stanley, who was behind him, fell into an inexplicable silence upon hearing these words.

My lord, is it really okay for you to say that?

He was reminded once again of Wales screaming about wanting to become Lide's disciple…

“Thank you, my lord, thank you. I swear on my life that I shall serve you with all my might.”

Currently, Lide still bore the appearance of Lord Ilo, and this adventurer had personally witnessed how Lide made the Heart-eating Demon, his nightmare, kneel.

Now, Lide's promise was his lifeline.

The weak never have a choice; other than humbly pleasing Lide and begging for his mercy, he had no other option.

“Come with me… that leather pouch is in a small alley just outside the square…”

After twists and turns, it took twenty minutes for the two to retrieve the severely damaged leather bag. The Withered Bone became excited the moment it caught the scent on it.

“Master, it is this scent. It's stronger than that on the scroll, a mixture of the Power of Death and a faint Light Power.

It's the Land of God's Demise!!”

Hiss, the Land of God's Demise?? Markli and the Spellcaster looked at each other, shock written all over their faces.

What on Earth? That Ancient Ruin was that significant?

At this moment, both of them felt a resurgence of regret; had they known this would happen, why would they have ventured inside?

“Let's go.”

Lide turned abruptly, not willing to waste any more time.

“Keep leading the way, Markli. Remember, your fates are in your own hands.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Markli was so frightened by the Bone Dragon's words that he didn't dare to disobey.

Huff~ Huff~
Moments later, Castro took off, this new ruler having Stanley and Groot sitting behind him, with both his claws holding the two adventurers.

Lide sat on the Withered Bone.

Beside the Withered Bone, a Mage's Hand was holding the severely damaged leather pouch. It was called a leather pouch, but its material had decayed so significantly that it was unclear what it was originally made from.

However, Lide didn't intend to delve deeper; the scent on the broken leather pouch was enough to lead the Withered Bone to that Plane.

The group continued flying towards the border.

When the last trace of twilight disappeared across the horizon and moonlight spread across the ground, Lide's attributes madly increased.

Suddenly, the flying Withered Bone momentarily paused and hovered.

“My lord, we've arrived at the Death Cemetery.”

Arrived?

The continually meditating Lide behind the Withered Bone slightly opened his eyes, and instantly, a surprising scene unfolded before him.

Moonlight flowed like water from the night sky, the cold light gently touching the earth, filling the world with a light silver hue.

Not far in front, a clear demarcation line appeared; to the left, the land lit by moonlight, and to the right, a vast black curtain.

The black curtain stood tall like a sheer glacier, towering into invisibility, thick fog swirling within.

Like a sandstorm approaching, the black curtain was devoid of any light, the moonlight seeming to be absorbed upon touching it.

Lide, observing this spectacular scene, was somewhat astonished. The Death Cemetery, just from the name, he originally thought it was merely a cemetery, but this display seemed a bit exaggerated.

At that moment, the distant, towering vertical black curtain suddenly shook.

Several shadows flapped their wings and flew out from behind the curtain.

As those figures exited the curtain, darker than the fog, and instantly stepped into the moonlit area,
Lide, not far from the black curtain, clearly discerned the figures.

Eyes met eyes.

Seeing those five or six figures flapping demon-like flesh wings, Lide showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

“Bloodline??”

Those figures emerging from the black curtain were not humans or other creatures, but Bloodlines he hadn't expected.

And they weren't the Bloodlines under his command; the aura inside them clearly belonged to a different Bloodline clan.

Lide instantly became interested; this was his first encounter with a Bloodline outside the Holy Light Bloodline since he had arrived in Glory.

Spreading his bat wings, he slowly moved towards those several Bloodlines under everyone's watchful eyes.

Chapter end