《Sanctity of Blood》Chapter 17 : All-Purpose System
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Drake sat in a daze at the bottom of the empty blood lake near the corpse.
“Everything happened so fast. There was nothing that I could do to stop it from happening.” Drake lamented.
He felt the collar around his neck and then remembered the words of the artifact spirit, “The Empyrean Universe… What’s an All-purpose System?”
As if having heard him, some words appeared in his vision :
[I am the All-Purpose System created by the late Allgod, Empyrean. Given enough energy, I can do almost anything.]
Drake had been wondering what those words meant when he had seen them previously. Now, it seemed that those words came from another entity. He asked, “Are you another artifact spirit as well?”
[No. I am a System. I am bonded to the Empyrean Armor which is bonded to you. It means that I am now your system.]
After seeing those words in his vision, he asked, “What’s a system? Is it like a computer?”
[As your All-purpose System, I can do anything. All you have to do is ask.]
“All right. What must I do to reach Foundation Establishment?” Drake thought of a difficult question that even himself didn’t know the answer to.
[When you reach the 1000th level of Energy Condensation, it’ll happen naturally.]
“But my Lycan Bloodline will never stop getting stronger. There shouldn’t be a limit to my physical power. Isn’t more believable to say that I’ll never reach it?”
[No. The 1000th level is the upper limit for the human bloodline even in the Primordial Era. As Energy Cultivation was created for those with a trace of human bloodline, it will follow that bloodline despite the existence of the two additional bloodlines you possess…and yes your body will keep getting stronger after Foundation Establishment.]
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“I see. Energy Cultivation is for those with a human bloodline.”
“What’s my current strength now? Can you tell me?”
[Your physical body has a reached the Allgod realm which the last possible realm that can be reach in this Allverse.]
“Allgod? Allverse? What’s an Allverse? Is that what you call the Multiverse?”
[Quite close, but no. It is what we call a cluster of Multiverses contained in one entity.]
“This world is that big? How many Multiverses are there?”
[In this Allverse, there are twelve.]
Drake was all the more surprised after he gained that knowledge.
He looked at the corpse next to him and asked, “Who did this corpse belong to?”
[It was my previous creator and master, Empyrean. He was the Allgod of this Allverse. To become an Allgod of an Allverse you have to enter a pact with the Allverse spirit and you gain True Immortality.]
“But he still died. What killed him?”
[We were chasing a heretic with the strength of an Allgod. Our goal was to steal that heretic’s power to add it to my repertoire of abilities, but we underestimated him. All the heretic did was scribble something in his strange book and then my host lost his soul. I only had the time to teleport the body here so it wouldn’t be defiled, but teleporting from one Allverse to another sapped me of all my energy and the space tear store through the armor and body despite their invincibility.]
“A power like the Death Note from that anime on earth…hehe this world sure is full of surprises. I just hope I won’t run into that book wielding Allgod.”
He stood up and then jumped out of the empty blood lake to once again find his father sleeping. It seemed that the mountain of blue crystals stayed the same no matter how much his father ate.
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“What’s happening to him?”
[He’s full. He has reached the limit of energy that his body can sustain.]
“What’s his strength now?”
[I’ll know once he has finished absorbing all that energy.]
“No matter. I’m going to bite him again and infuse all the Lycan venom I have into him.”
[If you do that he’ll turn into a weak Allgod physically.]
“That’s my intention.”
He took his father’s arm and then bit into it.
As the venom was being injected into the body, Drake thought, “Will he become a giant wolf?”
[Yes. At least a hundred metres long at the very minimum.]
The entire cave was about to be destroyed. Drake then urged, “Quick, store the corpse and the blue crystal. You can do that can’t you?”
[Yes.]
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