Necromancer Of The Shadows

Chapter 1243  Blood Token (Part 1)

"Since there are billions—or even trillions—of steps… does that mean I need to climb all of them to fully awaken my bloodline? And more importantly, why must I absorb all these bloodlines to achieve a complete awakening of my bloodline?"

Hearing Evan's question, the black figure shrugged its shoulders and replied nonchalantly, "Why do you think time flows differently on Earth compared to other places such as Utopia and other lower worlds?"

Evan's eyes narrowed at the black figure's words.

"You mean the reason time flows differently on Earth is because of the Blood Dungeon?"

"Of course," The black figure confirmed. "To fully awaken your bloodline, you need to absorb the bloodlines of all the races that have existed since the beginning of the Universe. If you were to climb to the top of the stairs and absorb every single bloodline from the Bloodline Inheritance Steps, it would take thousands of years. However, because of the time dilation on Earth compared to other realms, this process can be condensed into just a few years."

Evan drew a sharp breath when the black figure confirmed that he truly needed to climb the billions, or even trillions, of steps in the Bloodline Inheritance Steps to fully awaken his bloodline and his head felt dizzy.

Simultaneously, his curiosity about the reason behind this requirement—as to why he needed to absorb so many bloodlines to awaken his bloodline grew even stronger.

Seemingly noticing Evan's growing curiosity, the black figure waved its hand, and the scene around them shifted. It transitioned into the next part of the memories Evan had witnessed when he entered the wooden hut inside the Tomb of the Ancient.

The familiar sight of a dumping ground, littered with rotting corpses and swarming with monsters feeding on the remains, made Evan sigh deeply. (Chap—901)

He turned his gaze and saw a small baby lying atop a mountain of rotten corpses. Surrounding the baby were lizard- and crocodile-like monsters, drooling at the sight of the tender, fresh flesh.

Suddenly, one of the monsters opened its gaping mouth and leaped toward the baby, ready to devour it in a single gulp.

Just as the monster was about to snatch the baby—

Swish!

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Woosh! Woosh! Woosh! - - - - -

Thousands of wooden thorns materialized above the dumping ground, raining down like a hailstorm of bullets.

The deafening roars of monsters echoed throughout the area and in mere seconds, the monsters, along with the rotting corpses were reduced to minced meat.

Evan remained unfazed by this scene, having already witnessed it when he had entered the wooden hut.

He shifted his gaze toward the top of the corpse mound. Bathed in the moonlight cascading from the sky, a male elf with long green hair, golden eyes, and a kind face stood there, staring at the baby lying amidst the chaos.

Although Evan had never met this elf in person, the moment he saw him, a complicated expression appeared on his face, and he sighed inwardly.

"He is definitely that guy…" He muttered under his breath, recalling an earlier incident when he first awakened his racial skill—Reaper's Wrath.

Before unlocking Reaper's Wrath, Evan had unlocked a memory in which he saw the disfigured corpse of an elf who had clearly endured prolonged and excruciating torture. (Chapter 734)

It was only after seeing that corpse that an overwhelming rage consumed him, leading to the awakening of his racial skill.

Although the corpse from that memory had been completely disfigured, Evan instantly recognized that the elf who had just saved the baby was the same one he had seen in his memory.

"Why are you showing me this memory again?" Evan asked, taking a deep breath to suppress the unpleasant recollection of the elf's tortured corpse.

The black figure did not immediately respond. Instead, it observed as the elf gently picked up the baby—whose face still bore traces of agony due to the conflict within his bloodline—and walked away.

Once the elf disappeared from the dumping ground, the black figure finally opened its mouth and spoke in a low voice.

"The reason you need to absorb so many bloodlines to awaken your own is tied to this man. Even though he saved you from the monsters, you should have died after a few days because of the conflict in your bloodline. However, this elf did something that altered the course of the entire universe."

Evan's pulse quickened at the black figure's words and he quickly asked. "What did he do?"

However, to Evan's disappointment, the black figure shook its head.

"I don't know what he did. However, the method he used resolved the issue with your bloodline. As for how it changed the course of the Universe… you know that better than I do."

Evan remained silent, his mind drifting to the destruction of the Universal Tree and the Origin Universe—events he had caused later on because the elf saved him.

If the elf hadn't saved him, the Universal Tree and Origin Universe wouldn't have been destroyed later on.

"Since you can show me this memory," Evan said after a pause, "You must know more about what happened, right?"

"No," The black figure replied, shaking its head. "I am not the one showing you this memory. This memory is stored in the Bloodline Inheritance Steps and was revealed to you because you completed the first level of Blood Assimilation."

"You are saying there is a high chance that other memories are recorded in the Bloodline Inheritance Steps, and I might see them as I climb further?" Evan asked, frowning.

"How would I know?" The black figure responded. "I am not the one who created the steps. My responsibility is merely to protect the Blood Dungeon. As for whether there are more memories embedded in the steps, I cannot say."

Evan frowned deeper at this answer. Although the black figure couldn't confirm it, he had a strong feeling that the secret to how the elf resolved the conflict in his bloodline was hidden somewhere within the Bloodline Inheritance Steps.