Born in Blood

Chapter 397 Egg



Chapter 397 Egg

For a split second, the battle came to a halt.

The Imperialists just saw their leader get split apart.

Nooran was the strongest of them!

Granted, its strength was in its ability to control and manipulate Abominations… but still.

Seeing it divided equally in four parts was… incredibly disturbing.

A moment of hesitation was all the Elders needed.

Ten minutes later, the Zeniths of the Trapped Reality colony were all defeated, but not killed.

Liam walked up to Nooran and lifted it up.

At least, what remained of it.

It looked pretty pathetic.

A steady stream of black blood poured from where it was cleaved apart.

It moaned weakly in pain.

Liam didn't want to kill it straight away.

No…

He needed to study this thing.

After all, didn't Liam have illusion powers himself?

What if he was able to learn it on a deeper level?

That would make his King's Eye much, much more powerful!

Though, in all honesty, Liam knew the tick wouldn't give up its secrets.

Nor could he sneakily pull it out of the Abomination's head.

All he could do was study it.

Liam put a palm on the tick's armored chest.

Then, he attempted to use Disfiguration.

Amazingly, it actually worked!

Well, why wouldn't it?

Ticks were bloodsuckers, after all!

KRSH!

KRK!

CREK!

The wounds closed.

The tick's exoskeleton slowly curved to compensate for the lack of body, and its legs and arms merged with its torso.

The tick took an oval shape.

Now, it resembled an egg of sorts!

A name appeared in Liam's head.

Dumpty.

Dumpty coughed a mouthful of blood, which Liam quickly sidestepped.

The Elders watched with widened eyes.

They'd never seen such an ability to transform things!

Liam had never shown that ability before.

"Someone bind this thing in some chains," Liam called out, before moving towards the stone building.

Jax whipped out a bundle of the Ravenous Leash chains, then ensnared it.

An egg covered with chains.

All in all, it looked quite funny.

But the time for jokes was over.

"Save the Zeniths and the rest for me," Liam said.

After a short pause, the Elders nodded.

The cannibalism aspect of Liam's personality was well known to them by now.

But at least he hadn't eaten any of them.

Thus, they had no real issues with him.

Now, it was time to establish the World Gate.

Jax took out the perfect stone slab from his ring, placing it above a flat chunk of stone and taking ten steps back.

A short silence ensued as Liam took out what looked like a black Jade.

It was a Rank 4, one-time use inscribed item.

In reality, Jades could not be used over such incredibly long distances, just like their Teleportation Platform counterparts.

However, this one was different, since it simply notified the person on the other side.

Liam activated it.

CRKSH!

In a split second, it glowed incredibly bright, before fracturing apart!

Another silence ensued.

WHOOOM!

Abruptly, the stone slab unfolded like a masterfully made piece of engineering, building upon itself.

This wasn't the first time Liam had seen something like this.

The inscribed box he'd received during his trip to the Korsan Lands was similar to it.

But instead of providing a small base, this had a much, much more complicated function.

The World Gate spread in a wide arc, expanding in size until it became a circular gate 7 meters in diameter.

DOM!

The gate flickered with a crystalized light, and the structure seemed to have concluded its transformation.

It looked like a vertical, sparkling, crystal pond, since the light hadn't dissipated in the least.

YING!

A moment later, a figure emerged from it!

It was the Minister of Magic!

The young, wizard-looking vampire with the funny-looking hat and wooden staff.

"Liam Royce?" the wizard asked, scratching his head with squinted eyes. "Is that you?"

Liam nodded.

"Used to have two arms," the Magical Minister said tiredly, his gaze sweeping the now ruined colony. "See you've begun already."

The Minister always looked tired and weak, but Liam knew he was strong.

'Probably stronger than all the others,' Liam thought.

A moment later, the Minister snapped his fingers.

WHISH!

A wave of blue energy stemmed from his fingers and bolted towards the gate, causing it to flicker and brighten.

Following that, more and more figures emerged from the gate, following two different lines.

On one line, was the Minister of Torture, Security, Defense, and all the others.

They wore regal, black and red robes that seemed to contain the same red energy as Liam's Redirection Cloak.

They looked excited.

On the other, the remaining Elders of the Temple, each welcomed and put up to date with the events that already took place.

They also looked excited.

And finally, there was Kitsu, emerging from the gate with a loud, cat-like yawn.

Having such a giant beast with them might look unintuitive to the untrained eye, but in reality, Kitsu's illusionistic abilities were far better compared to Liam's.

She could camouflage entire battalions if need be.

"See you have them chained up, heh," the Minister of Torture said. "You wouldn't mind me taking one, would you?" he asked Liam.

The Torturous Minister was referring to the chained Zeniths lined to the side.

"I would," Liam responded firmly.

The Torture Minister narrowed his crimson eyes, a dark glint reflected in them.

"Plenty of flesh for you on the other side of this place," Verium said placatingly, noticing the tense atmosphere.

Everyone else seemed to have noticed it too.

The Torture Minister was blankly looking at Liam, silent as night.

And Liam looked back, utterly unfazed, daring the bloodsucker to deny his authority.

Silence.

The Torture Minister grinned, revealing a set of cruel-looking teeth.

"I have a feeling you'd last a long, long time under my instruments," the Minister said quietly. "What a sight that'd be."

Liam scoffed lightly, responding with a dismissive smirk.

"Funny. I was gonna say the same," Liam said. "Except I don't need to use instruments to cause pain."


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