Chapter 48 Blood Origin (2)

Chapter 48 Blood Origin (2)

Chapter 48: Blood Origin (2)

The bridge was formed from silver chains and wood.

The chains made handrails on the sides and connected wooden tiles to allow anyone to traverse toward the mountain's cave.

Which wasn't as easy as it sounded, for the chains kept clinking against the turbulent wind, rocking and swaying, barely holding the row of footing full of gaping gaps in one spot.

"A first challenge to the Blood Origin!" Hunter exclaimed with a wide smile, not afraid of the task in front of him.

If he were to receive skills without any experience, he wouldn't be able to entirely see through their content and potential.

Moreover, Hunter was taught that skills and their usage were shaped by experience and that it was the only way to improve them.

He felt this with his own body and soul, too.

"I'll go across it and expand my Blood Origin!" Hunter decisively said before placing his foot on the first wooden tile, beginning the lone voyage.

The moment he did, the sharp wind instantly slammed against Hunter, trying to yank him off the bridge, which wasn't helping him, as the chain handrails seemed to cooperate with the wind, wanting to rip off Hunter's arms.

It was like holding a group of wild dogs on two leashes: the wild dogs that wanted to gnaw on some tasty blood were pulling him in two directions, supported by the rocking bridge!

Additionally, the wind cut Hunter's skin from head to toe, ridiculing him.

Which he used to aid him as red tendrils seeped outside the wounds, turning into flexible spears, with which he wrapped the handrails, fastening him to them.

And as most of the tendrils came off his arms, Hunter lifted and brought them to his chest, pulling the chains closer to himself. Down below, he used his Red Rose to stand still on the first wooden slab, getting a moment of respite for himself.

'An opportunity! A challenge! All to become stronger and enjoy more of the world's content! All to find more about myself!' Hunter's lips curved from ear to ear as he awakened his Strength Origin to further support his demanding voyage.

Sensing the desire, the Strength Origin produced a lot of chilling coldness, solidifying Hunter's Red Rose around his arms.

Which allowed Hunter to momentarily seize an advantage over the environment.

Quickly moving his tamed origin to his right leg while the leftovers of his potency and coldness still brimmed in his arms and SSS Skill, Hunter untied his right foot from the red ropes to step on the second wooden tile. He then quickly fastened his right foot again before ordering his Strength Origin to return to his arms.

In fact, he did it so fast that the leftovers of its power had yet to be entirely used!

Which had vastly improved Hunter's control over it, expanding it more!

'It's not a time challenge. It's a marathon! Keep consistency! Focus! Breathe! Move!'

Counting wooden slabs was pointless... as Hunter would overcome them all no matter how many of them were ahead of him! It was also impossible to think of anything else than what was ahead of him, for every step raised the bar as though the environment was getting angry at him.

Still, Hunter was steadily progressing.

One... two... five... ten... twenty tiles forth, he kept going forward despite everything being against him!

At some point, blood streamed down his ears and eyes, severely impacting his hearing and vision senses.

Which Hunter took as another challenge, ordering his Strength Origin to solve the issue.

Now, he was compelled to move his only active origin from his feet to his head, with important stops around his arms. That was so challenging that Hunter spent some time on a wooden tile, adapting his body and mind to it.

And then, he raised his foot, continuing the challenge, with his eyes and ears drawing a map forward, helping him avoid gaps between each wooden file, which were expanding over time.

But at some point, more precisely after Hunter went through the mid-threshold, things rose to totally another level. From below the bridge, where a chasm of darkness prevailed and threatened to gobble up everyone and anyone, including the master of this world, a tornado of sharp wind billowed...

...completely yanking Hunter off the bridge, sending him flying far above it.

Worse, as there was no one on it, the bridge swayed back and forth as though there were nasty bastards shaking it on either end!

Seemingly hanging above the death itself, Hunter parted his lips and shouted, "So fucking fun! This is the thrill! This is the life! I feel so free and unrestrained! I can do this all day! Haha!"

At that moment, an unexpected change occurred.

The wind calmed down, resulting in the bridge calmly hanging above the pitch darkness, which also seemed more welcoming than ever before. But the most shocking change was far above it.

On top of the tallest black mountain, the thick and dense clouds momentarily dispersed, revealing a vast black castle perched on it, with an omega letter etched on the skies above it.

The letter had a streak of lightning in the middle, which had given Hunter an image of a sealed mouth.

In awe before this grand presence and the emblem, Hunter felt like time froze.

His mind then flooded with new information, a new and his first sealing skill — Hellmouth(SSS).

And then, the time resumed.

Hunter instantly rolled in the air, facing the calm bridge with his body.

Extending his hand forward, he allowed his blood to drip for a little before turning it into vast and thick tendrils of a red rose, wrapping the ends around the chain handrail located close to the cave's mouth.

He then plummeted down like a stone before using the force of his flight to drag his body up again, flying toward the finish goal.

Like a rocket, Hunter flew into the cave and rolled on the ground until he hit the black altar.

He sprawled himself on the silver ground before choking, for above the black altar was a drop of blood encased in glass.

Its presence was grand and beautiful, for the blood drop sparkled with golden stars. It was also not that small, for it was at least as big as a helicopter from Earth.

As Hunter focused on this drop of blood, his Blood Origin drummed in the sounds of... madness.

[It all began when the incompetent dared to share their secrets with mortals!]