I Became the Progenitor Vampire Chapter 304 – Chapter 304 Chapter 306 The Fall of the Twelve

Chapter 304: Chapter 306: The Fall of the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel, Organizing the Loot (5600 words) Chapter 304: Chapter 306: The Fall of the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel, Organizing the Loot (5600 words) Lide sorted through his spoils from this battle, and although he still felt weak, his spirits had lifted significantly.

This could be considered an unprecedented haul.

First, he had gained a Plane that was completely under his control, capable of summoning the ultimate creature–a Frost Giant Dragon.

Second, his Level had increased to the 18th Level of the First Sequence, making him the most powerful being in Dawn City, with combat strength so explosive that he could easily thrash all his subordinates.

Third, he had unlocked the function for Bloodline Evolution, and although his Bloodline's Evolution Level was only at 10%, its potential was boundless, and he would undoubtedly grow even stronger in the future.

Fourth, he had gained the ability for Skill Fusion, evolving the Power of Crimson into Rare*Power of Crimson, significantly boosting the strength of this skill; and he could continue using this ability to fuse other skills in the future if needed.

Fifth, he had unlocked the module for developing Blood Clan Exclusive Magic; this module had the potential to influence the Bloodline's future development. Although its effects were not immediately apparent, it was truly priceless.

Sixth, he had obtained two Four Circle Magic Scroll Making Skills. Although these seemed less impressive compared to the previous skills, they could not be overlooked.

As Dawn City grew in strength, high-level Magic Scrolls would become one of the ways he could obtain advanced resources.

Many high-end resources were unobtainable or too expensive to purchase with Gold Puck, making it more cost-effective to trade with Four Circle Magic Scrolls directly.

As Lide recounted his gains, he realized there was still another extremely important and unignorable acquisition.

The Twelve-winged Blazing Angel–Freyja Dawn, the Seventh War General under the Master of Dawn.

Moments later, Lide took out the Angel Wings from the System Space, which looked as though they had been shattered like glass, riddled with countless cracks.

The Twelve-winged Blazing Angel, Freyja Dawn, whose Level he could not ascertain but was powerful enough to decisively crush a Divine descent, was his final prize.

Lide remembered clearly the previous attributes of these Angel Wings.

Angel Wings
Quality: Special Item
Description: These wings hold a slumbering Twelve-winged Blazing Angel, and only the purest power can awaken her.

But now, the properties had undergone a massive change.

Angel Wings (Damaged)
Quality: Special Item
Description: These wings hold a slumbering Twelve-winged Blazing Angel who seems to have sustained unimaginable serious injuries; perhaps you could try to awaken her with the purest power.

“How should I deal with this?”

Lide stroked his chin, deep in thought.

But after a long while, he still had no good solution.

From what he could deduce based on the memories received from the Plane, Freyja's Level was probably between 32 and 35.

She was a truly ultimate force.

Even now, despite being severely wounded, she was still not a being he could contend with.

Moreover, she was a subordinate of the Master of Dawn, with her soul belonging to that powerful Divine.

Freyja was like a hot potato–too precious to give up, but holding onto it was like a ticking time bomb that could explode on him at any moment.

Lide shook his head, about to return the cracked Angel Wings to the System Space, when suddenly, on a whim, he wondered what would happen if he placed them in the Land of Bone-Burying?

Excitement twinkled in his eyes, the idea instantly igniting his urge to try.

Looking at the pure white wings in his hand, which seemed as though they would shatter upon touch, he waved his hand and opened the Space Gate to the Bone-Burying Plane.

Then, using the Power of the Plane, Lide deposited the Angel Wings onto the twelfth level of the White Bone Altar in the Land of Bone-Burying, which stood halved and barely adhered together, without collapsing.

As soon as the Angel Wings touched the White Bone Altar.

A system notification made Lide's heart skip a beat.

“Ding~ Beginning transformation of Twelve-winged Blazing Angel (Severely Injured) into a Fallen Angel, Death Force energy consumption unknown, estimated conversion time is 13,243 years; adding more Power of Death can accelerate the transformation.”

“Ding~ The energy of the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel is too great, and the Power of Death within the Land of Bone-Burying is too weak; please supplement immediately, or it will cause severe backlash.”

“Ding~ The energy of the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel is too great, the Power of Death within the…”

“Ding~ As no additional Power of Death was detected, all Plane Power is being used to suppress and eliminate the backlash for normal transformation.”

“Ding~ Plane Power is too scarce; during the transformation, the Angel Wings cannot leave the Bone-Burying Plane, or it will cause the entire Plane to collapse.

During the transformation, the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel will remain in a slumbering state, but if the Power of Death is too sparse, there may be a chance of awakening; please ensure the richness of the Power of Death within the Land of Bone-Burying.”

What is this??

Lide was still in shock after hearing a series of system notifications, with several of them ending before he even had time to react.

When Lide finally snapped back to reality and reopened the system notifications, his face was a picture of astonishment–the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel could be transformed???

My Plane is freaking awesome.

But this time… are you sure I'll still be alive by then??

13,243 years? I….

Lide's face was lined with frustration.

Let alone ten thousand years, he couldn't even wait a thousand.

However, it was a good thing that increasing the Power of Death sped up the transformation process, or else I would have been at a loss.

But the annoying part was, why on earth did the system have to use Plane Power to suppress the too-dilute Power of Death? And now I can't take the Angel Wings out, or the Land of Bone-Burying would collapse.

Doesn't this count as digging a hole and burying myself in it?

Luckily, as long as there's enough Power of Death during the transformation, the Blazing Angel will remain in a deep slumber, otherwise, I'd truly have buried a ticking time bomb in my own heart.

Thinking about it, Lide's mood instantly brightened.

This unintended maneuver had resolved the troublesome issue of the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel and would also provide him with a powerful subordinate in the future.

This was a big win indeed.

At this moment, Lide felt thoroughly satisfied with his journey to the Death Cemetery.

If it weren't for the Magic Scroll Making Skill and the Death Flower, perhaps he would have missed these opportunities.

Speaking of the Death Flower.

Lide felt a headache coming on again at the thought of it. The Death Flower once bloomed in the Land of Bone-Burying but had withered long ago under the power of Holy Light due to the angels.

He had obtained the information about the plane and knew how to cultivate this Magical Plant that only grew in the Land of Extreme Evil, but it required a highly concentrated Power of Death; with the current state of Land of Bone-Burying, it might take centuries to see any activity.

He shook his head, not thinking about it any further.

The Land of Bone-Burying had only just come into his possession; much like Dawn City, it required a huge investment of resources to develop, and there was no possibility of seeing much return in the short term.

“Lord?”

Stanley's voice brought Lide back from his thoughts.

Turning his head to look at a somewhat concerned Stanley, Lide showed a pale but faint smile, “Don't worry, I'm alright.”

Only then did he realize he was still sitting on the ground, slightly embarrassed, he cleared his throat. With a wave of his hand, Mage's Hand appeared, helped him up, and then instantly transformed into a stool, allowing him to sit down comfortably.

Having just completed Skill fusion, his body was still weak, and his legs felt soft.

At this moment, he really wanted to ask.

“Doctor, is it still possible to take the Six-flavor Rehmannia Pill with my condition now?”

Stanley's expression was tinged with joy, “Lord, the black fog around us has begun to dissipate slowly…”

Oh?

Thanks to Stanley's reminder, Lide noticed that the gray fog around him had thinned a bit, and the gloomy light had also brightened.

“After I took the Land of Bone-Burying, the Death Cemetery would inevitably lose its source of the Power of Death and dissipate.

This place has been covered in darkness for too long, in at most three days, the fog will fade.

Let's go, we're heading back.”

There was no need to stay in this place drained of resources and risk unforeseen events since he had already made a killing this time.

“Yes, Lord, your body…”

Even though Lide's aura had become extremely powerful, Stanley could sense the weakness emanating from Lide's body.

Lide waved his hand, not bothering to respond, and started a spell using Magic Power. Four Circle Magic–High-level Floating Skill, and then his body lifted off the ground, slowly flying onto the back of the Withered Bone.

Seeing this, Stanley finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a huff, the Withered Bone, although somewhat reluctant to leave the area rich with the Power of Death, obediently flapped its tattered dragon wings and took off at Lide's command.

Careful on the way here, but going back was all about rushing headlong; this eighteen-wing-spanned giant beast was the undisputed king of the region at this time.

The only regret Lide had about his trip to the Death Cemetery was that those Vampires had actually escaped.

Otherwise, capturing them and bringing them back to Dawn City for some research would have been advantageous.

Before long, the Withered Bone, flapping its wings, left the fog-enshrouded Death Cemetery.

The moment this Bone Dragon flew out of the fog, the twilight sun shone directly on it.

The snowy white skeleton looked like it was clad in a layer of Golden Battle Armor, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Lide, sitting on the back of the Withered Bone, had sunlight on his face, which was slightly dazzling. He lifted his head slightly, and the view in front of him suddenly cleared.

Ahead lay a vast forest too enormous to see its end, basking under the golden sunset, the tops of the trees shimmered like Gold Pucks, radiant and gleaming.

The scene was quite heartwarming to behold.

The Withered Bone, flapping its dragon wings, slowly flew towards Green City in the reflection of the sunset. Although the creature didn't like sunlight, it didn't have the Bloodline's extreme aversion, and staring at the sun while flying didn't put much pressure on it.

And trailing behind was Stanley, surrounded by the Power of Crimson, the blood-colored energy shielding him from the sun's corrosion. Although much weakened in his state, he was not injured by the sunlight.

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The next day.

When Lide appeared on the first floor of the main tower in the Crimson Mage Tower, Wenna happened to be coming down the second-floor stairs.

The girl's eyes instantly revealed a tremendous surprise upon seeing the silhouette she had longed for day and night.

The tall girl hurried down the stairs with a clatter of footsteps.

Before the cheerfully approaching Lide, those sapphire-like eyes were brimming with excitement and heartfelt joy.

“Good day, Lord Lide…”

The girl was dressed, as always, in her favorite blue mage robes, her golden hair slightly curled and cascading down her back, like waves bathed in sunlight, captivating to behold.

Her demeanor was exceptionally refined, and every movement was filled with elegance and intelligence. The girl, hailed by the Green City nobles as the “business queen,” had truly grown up.

Lide looked at the increasingly impressive little maid with a very gratified smile.

When the Blood Clan Ancestor first took Vina back to the Crimson Mage Tower, she was still a young girl who had just begun to blossom, beautiful but not with the nearly maxed-out appearance she had now.

As she grew older and the living conditions in the Crimson Mage Tower improved, coupled with the nurturing of magic and books, Vina had truly become a “goddess” in the eyes of others.

Of course, no matter how much of a goddess she was, in his presence, the girl would always be his little maid.

Reaching out to ruffle Vina's hair, he looked at her face, which showed an expression of enjoyment, and chuckled, “What has happened at the Crimson Mage Tower during these three months?”

Vina rubbed her somewhat cool palm against his hand, her sapphire-like eyes squinting into crescents.

“Lord Lide, the large amount of magical raw materials transported from Dawn City in the past few months has long filled our previous shortages.

Everything is progressing very smoothly.”

With the establishment of the intelligence command center in Dawn City, Vina, as the main manager of the Crimson Mage Tower and one of Lide's most trusted, naturally had the right to know of Dawn City's existence.

But the girl did not know the exact location of Dawn City.

“How is the production quantity of the magic scrolls now?”

Lide, when talking about business, withdrew his hand amidst Vina's somewhat disappointed gaze and then leisurely sat down on the soft gray sofa in the hall.

“The magic factory has been developing steadily, and the current production has reached 1,200 scrolls per day, with a stable output of over 36,000 per month.”

36,000 scrolls?

This figure undoubtedly pleased Lide.

By calculating the profit of 7 Gold Pucks per magic scroll, the magic factory's monthly output could earn about 250,000 Gold Pucks.

Such wealth was enough to quicken one's heartbeat.

“What about other financial income?”

He had big hopes for the Crimson Mage Tower, his own moneybag, and his little maid seemed never to disappoint him.

Vina revealed a radiant smile, sweetly looking at him.

“My lord, that's just the magic scrolls we made. In the past three months, Dawn City has sent us a total of 20,000 scrolls, which is also a considerable income.”

Oh? Hearing this, Lide became much more interested.

Building a magic factory inside Dawn City was originally part of his plan, but he did not expect Harrison to be so efficient and to have integrated the power of Dawn Mage Tower to build a magic factory in just three months.

“Very good, are there any other projects?”

“Currently, Mysterious Street is profiting about 100,000 Gold Pucks a month due to the influx of low-cost weapons and equipment provided by Dawn City, which has stimulated the sales of other goods.”

Lide was genuinely surprised this time, as it was understandable that magic scrolls could make money, but for a street to profit 100,000 Gold Pucks a month was remarkable.

By this calculation, the pure income of the Crimson Mage Tower alone reached 350,000 Gold Pucks a month, not even factoring in the magic scrolls provided by Dawn City.

If added together, 20,000 magic scrolls would equal 140,000 Gold Pucks, which, averaged out over three months, is nearly 50,000 Gold Pucks a month.

After summing up everything, the monthly income of the Crimson Mage Tower could approach 400,000 Gold Pucks.

Lide had no other thoughts at the moment apart from being delighted.

This was truly making money.

In the future, wouldn't it be possible to produce and throw an Alchemy Bomb whenever one wished?

An Alchemy Bomb costing 25 Gold Pucks each was nothing; he could easily afford to produce 10,000 a month, costing only 250,000 Gold Pucks.

Lide, in an excellent mood, continued to inquire.

“How is the research on those two high-level magic scroll making skills progressing?”

Before heading to the Death Cemetery, he had arranged for the magic scroll making skills obtained from the Demon Heart to be delivered to the Crimson Mage Tower, and three months had passed, which should have shown some progress by now.

“We are still researching at the moment, as the Three Circle Magic required materials are more advanced than what we usually use.

We are actively purchasing the raw materials, and we expect to start official production next month.

As for Four Circle Magic…”

At this point, Vina shook her head, “All the magic materials must come from level 10 or higher demon beasts, and two of the core raw materials are from level 15 magic plants.

We currently cannot find anything above level 15; the highest is only level 10…”

In this world, many magic plants have levels, and higher-level magic plants even possess their own intelligence, the most famous of which is the elves' War Ancient Tree.

The materials for Three Circle Magic scrolls were easier to find, as long as you were willing to spend a lot of money, they could be bought on the market, and the Fishman Tribe could also provide a significant portion.

But the materials for Four Circle Magic Scrolls were indeed scarce, and the higher the level of life, the fewer in number it became.

Moreover, the production at the Crimson Mage Tower was not about just making three or five scrolls, but on a scale that started with hundreds or thousands.

The materials purchased from the outside simply didn't match the demand.

After hearing this, Lide couldn't help but feel somewhat of a headache. Magic materials indeed had always been a key constraint for the development of the Crimson Mage Tower.

But these high-level magic materials were not something one could just find if they wanted to, which was a real brain-ache.

Having a full supply of low-level magic materials and lacking high-level ones left him feeling somewhat amused and frustrated.

Although the low-end magic scroll industry was profitable enough to make people jealous, it didn't qualify as true exorbitant profits.

Only high-level magic scrolls represented an absolute exorbitant profit industry.

In Lide's eyes, exorbitant profit was defined as — anything less than a twenty-fold return didn't deserve to be called exorbitant.

Low-level magic scrolls were only bringing in three to four times the profit after all.

“I'll find a way to solve this issue, but don't you all relax.”

Lide shook his head, etching this matter into his memory.

“Yes, Lord Lide.” Vina blinked with a smile, her eyes filled with unshakeable trust, as if with Lide there, there was no issue that couldn't be solved.

“How is Teacher Spark doing now?”

“Lord Spark is in normal health, with the Power of Death being suppressed by Lord Rock.

He started reconstructing the Ancient Alchemy Magic Array two months ago, and according to him, the magic array could be completed by the Frost Month.”

Hearing this news, Lide breathed a sigh of relief.

Spark's health had always been a hidden worry for him. Although he knew how to cultivate the Death Flower, it was definitely not something that could be cultivated in a short time.

The Death Flower needed to grow in places where the Power of Death was extremely dense.

Now, the Power of Death in the Land of Bone-Burying was as weak as soy milk at breakfast, simply pitiful.

“Teacher~”
Little Yisha, who had faintly heard Lide's voice from upstairs, quietly put on her favorite embroidered tassel dress and excitedly came down to the second floor, spotting Lide's figure as she stood on the stairs.

In an instant, her gem-like ruby eyes twinkled, as if stars were shooting across them.

Almost exactly like Vina's action earlier, the little girl ran up to Lide, her face beaming with a cheerful and sweet smile that melted his heart.

This little girl, who seemed like she would never grow up, was always on his mind.

“Yisha,” Lide reached out and pinched the little girl's delicate small cheek tenderly.

“Mhm~” Yisha looked up at Lide, content and satisfied.

Lide smiled faintly, held the little girl's hand, and continued discussing serious matters with Vina.

“How much Gold Puck do we still have right now?”

He had thought he would get a satisfying answer, but Vina's response caught him off guard.

“Lord Lide, there's only about fifty thousand Gold Pucks left on the Crimson Mage Tower's account now.”

“Only fifty thousand? Have the rest been sent back to Dawn City?”

“No,” Vina shook her head, speaking in a somewhat odd tone, “All the Gold Pucks we earned during this period were exchanged for Demon Crystals.

Last month, we made a one-time purchase of Demon Crystals worth one million Gold Pucks.

Adding up all the bits and pieces over these three months, we've spent over two million Gold Pucks on Demon Crystals, nearly using up all the money we've earned during this time.”

Two million Gold Pucks all spent on Demon Crystals?

Did you buy an entire vein of Magic Crystal Ore?

Seeing the surprise in Lide's eyes, Vina explained, “Dawn City seems to have cultivated an extremely rare, extraordinary plant. It requires a large amount of Demon Crystals as nourishment…”

Extraordinary Plant? Lide's eyes suddenly lit up.

Anything related to the extraordinary was destined to be out of the ordinary.

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