Chapter 47: Blood Magic
LET'S FUCKING GOO!
I finally have my own magic, and it's a good one too!
I won't consider the system and breeding skills as my magic, as they are tied to my race, but being the only Breeder, they are unique to me. Nonetheless, I can't help but feel thrilled to have awakened a new form of magic.
Blood magic, just from the name I could feel the power and the potential it holds.
'Hold on a second! Blood? I'm not going to suck blood or turn into a vampire, am I?' I wondered, quickly accessing the system to learn more about my newfound magic.
"Oh... fascinating," I murmured as the system interface loaded, filling me with a sense of intrigue and excitement. The screen before me glowed with an eerie scarlet light, casting a ruby hue that matched my eyes. The interface was different from the rest. In fact, I think my blood magic is separate from the breeding system, with its own unique status window.
However, to make it easy for me and not have to deal with two separate character statuses, I could merge the breeding window with the blood magic interface.
'Thank goodness... I hate dealing with more words and numbers,' I thought with relief.
Opening the notification, I read:
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[Blood Magic: The arcane art of manipulating the life force contained within blood. This magic allows the caster to harness the power stored in their own blood or that of others to cast spells, create constructs, heal wounds, and even bend the will of living creatures.]
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That sounds promising... I hoped I had received some offensive skills as well. I couldn't solely rely on my wolf form for combat.
'Please... grant me some useful skills,' I silently pleaded.
Swiftly checking on the new skills, I was... thrilled. If it weren't for the fact that my knot was deeply embedded within Azura's most intimate region, I would have leaped for joy. But instead, I released another surge of my cream inside her, marking her womb once more. for new novels
Unfortunately, unlocking this magic only granted me a single skill, and the rest were locked behind a new section in the shop, requiring a new currency called 'Life essence'.
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[Crimson Forge: Form weapons or shields using your blood.
Note: The complexity of the design is directly proportional to the amount of blood and mana required for its manifestation.]
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"Now that's what I'm talking about!" I exclaimed, "Who the hell needs to bother discovering bronze when I can simply forge weapons from my own blood?"
"Ah!....Mother?" a familiar voice called out from below, snapping me out of my reverie. Due to the crimson color of the new blood magic interface, my vision was blocked from the wolf beauty beneath me.
"Oh, Azura, I was-....HOLY COW!" I shouted, my eyes widening at the sight of her enormously distended belly. It was so full of my semen that I couldn't even see her chest from my vantage point.
"Azura...are you alright?" I asked, my voice filled with concern as I tried to extricate myself from our intimate connection, but the knot was too deep, preventing my withdrawal.
"Mother...I'm...sooo full!" Azura managed to utter, her mouth drooling and her eyes rolling back. She was covered in a mixture of sweat, milk, and my cum.
"I'm sorry, my dear," I apologized, quickly shifting back to my human form. Only then was I able to pull my dick out, and the moment I did...
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"A class?" I tilted my head, pondering the quest details. I had honestly forgotten that I didn't have a class, sometimes mistaking the Breeder race for my class.
"Wait a minute!...The Breeder's race skills, my blood magic, and now my class," I counted, realizing the incredible diversity at my disposal. My only hope was that my class would synergize well with both my race and magic.
Regarding the requirements, they were easy and straightforward. Reaching level 20 was simple; I just needed to slay more creatures—goblins are the best—or have a lot of sex.
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Sex was definitely more appealing; I could enjoy myself and gain experience without risking my life against dangerous foes—except for getting eaten in bed by hungry bunnies and wolves.
As for bearing children of five different races, there was a catch. First, I wasn't sure if giving birth to a wolf-kin would count toward the goal. If it did, then I would only need one more race to fulfill the requirement.
I already had wolf-kin, and I could ask any of my daughters to impregnate me.
For rabbit-kin, I was considering carrying Celeste's royal daughter using my skill.
Goblins, I already have a Hobgoblin seed stored inside me. If Hobgoblins and regular Goblins were considered separate races, then I would complete this part of the quest. However, I doubted that would be the case.
Lastly, there were cow-kin—or Holstaur, as the system referred to them. I could use the cowgirl eggs to impregnate myself, but first, I needed to find a way to heal her and restore her sanity. Regardless, I intended to carry her offspring.
That leaves me one race short.
"I need to explore this forest further," I said, standing up from the bed. "Next time, I must ask Cotton and Celeste if they know of any other races inhabiting these lands."
I quietly slipped out of the room, leaving Azura to her deep slumber, and made my way to an open area within my territory. Setting a few branches as targets, I activated my new blood magic skill, "Crimson Forge."
Immediately, a red mist emanated from my body, swirling and taking form, shaping itself into a sleek longsword. It glowed with an otherworldly light, the crimson hue matching the color of my eyes. I marveled at the intricate design of the sword, its hilt adorned with intricate runes and its blade shimmering with power.
"Crimson Forge, indeed," I whispered, my eyes gleaming with excitement. "This is exactly how I pictured the sword."
I swung the sword through the air, feeling its weight and balance. It moved with fluidity and precision as if it were an extension of my own body. The blade sliced through the air, leaving a trail of crimson light in its wake.
Then, with a mere thought, the sword dissolved into a liquid form of blood, only to reshape itself into a new form.
A crimson longbow materialized before me, its captivating shape and graceful limbs floating in the air. I aimed the bow at the target and nocked an arrow—no physical arrow was needed, as a blood arrow materialized between my fingers. I pulled the string back with all my might and released it.
WOOSHH.
The arrow found its mark, striking the center of the branch target with unerring accuracy before detonating from within, shattering the branch into countless pieces.
"Just as I intended," I grinned widely, baring my teeth in satisfaction. "My blood responds to my desires."
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