Chapter 649: Black

Chapter 649: Black



"The Wills of the people are a tonic to the Lord. There is no greater concentration of Will than what is in one's Life Blood."

The words came out in a tumble and then Sylas could feel an audible snap come from the man's mind. He already wasn't holding onto the Great Priest's neck with very much power, so when Richen suddenly collapsed, Sylas didn't bother to catch him.

The Great Priest fell to the ground dead.

'Life Blood...' Sylas thought. 'Concentration of Will? Is he referring to Blood Essence? Is that why they're harvesting so many bodies here?'

Sylas found himself slowly piecing together something that likely held some resemblance to the truth.

'Why is the Thryskai so reliant on these clergymen? And why these altars? Now they're looking for a way to distill and concentrate the Will of the people?'

Sylas' mind churned.

He had already experienced how possible it was to gather Will from blood. That was precisely how he had made his breakthrough with the Scorpion Warlord armor.

So when Richen mentioned "Life Blood" he immediately thought of the possible distortions to names this place might undergo and realized that he must be speaking about Blood Essence.

If he was correct, these Great Priests didn't have access to abilities like his Extricate Talent. How could they? It was a Legendary Path Talent for a reason.

Because of that, they had to rely on far cruder methods.

Sylas' gaze flashed and he began to look at the corpses laying around him in a new light. 'As expected... they're wasting over 99% of the Blood Essence they're accumulating. They're targeting valuable organs, namely the heart and even digging into bone marrow to try and extract what small tidbits and pieces they can. To overcome the low quantity, they're trying to make it up with the numbers, which is why they've killed so much.'

When Sylas used his Taboo Bond Talent on the region, he could see the separation of Blood Essence and normal blood before him. That confirmed his hypothesis.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

'In that case, why do they need this Will?'

Sylas could only speculate, but if the Thryskai were relying on religions to spread their control over the region, how related would Wills be to that?

Were they accumulating Will somehow through the faith of the people? And if that was the case, were they using it for the sake of forming a bridge to Earth like the Thryskai had? To what end?

There seemed to be only one way to find out...

[Leg 005]

> [Sever the hold the Lord has over Earth]

Sylas felt that he had already observed everything he needed to.

Standing back up to his full height, he pulled out the scorpion king's corpse once again. A foul smell hung high in the air, but he ignored it as he used Extricate to pull out another large segment of Blood Essence.

His Will poured into it and he began to draw one Rune after another.

The blood warped and morphed in the air, and beneath Sylas' strength, they solidified into a pulse of light that covered his body in an illusory violet armor with a whipping scorpion tail.

'It won't let me fuse with the Basilisk King in this state...'

Sylas could feel that if he tried to push Fusion to activate, his armor would shatter. But he was prepared for this. The moment Szorn had told him he wasn't compatible with the Scorpion Warlord Inheritance, he knew that it was inevitable.

But what surprised him was that he might not be able to fuse with the Basilisk King... but he could fuse with the Bone-Tailed Lizard.

'Good.'

Sylas' body shifted and morphed, a long line of spikes appearing down his back as a bony tail grew from his spine, filling the empty space of the scorpion's stinger.

He clenched his fists and unclenched.

"Let's go."

The platform rippled and suddenly...

CRACK.

The world fragmented into scattered pieces, like the image of a mirror collapsing to the

ground.

Then, everything turned black.