[What is pride, what do you have to be proud of]
Unlike Lust the sin if lust which was actually quite straight forward, only needing one to engage in or inflict lust, pride was a state if being. seaʀᴄh thё novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
True pride wasn't something one could just wake up one day and decide to have, they could act it but they would never truly be it.
After getting the sin of pride, Blake had spent several hours the next day trying to commit a prideful and receive a notification from the system to no avail.
Blake's failures to commit a prideful act saw him going to study up on the topic of pride and having reading up on a few theories had arrived at the truth of what pride was and another message which the text as also thyrite to send to him,
"He was not worthy."
Blake had thought about being arrogant, but even that required on to have some accomplishments under his belt.
It was for this reason that Blake had been unhesitant to ambush Naomi's group and then engage Kail after seeing his stats.
Though Blake had fought notable figures like Gommash and Rehabab, there was really nothing to be proud of in those fights as they saw him using tricks and considering to flee while the others saw him with an opponent that was either holding back against him or not fighting at his best.
Inspecting Kail and seeing his stats, especially the system's comment, Blake had found the existence who would prove his existence and for this fight, not just to gain the pride of sin card but also to validate his own existence and conviction to himself.
To prove that his goals were not mere dreams and that he was actually moving towards them, Blake was going to kill Kail and he was more than ready to put his life on the line.
With his mana disrupted and slowed down and a spear enshrouded in lightening which carried with it an aura that spoke about volumes of power compacted into it headed towards him, Blake was in a most precarious position, death waiting for the arlt o come pick his soul.
With his body and mana feeling sluggish, Blake gritted his teeth and rather than try to control the blood in his body, he went for his blood essence.
Right from the moment, Blake had become a blood demon, he could always feel his blood essence within him feel how hidden they were in his body, placed closed to his heart so they could always act to save it if ever they were a time of need.
Whereas in other species life force and energy was found only in their blood essence for blood demons, their blood also carried these traits but that didn't mean that the lines between blood and blood essence had been blurred till were the same because while blood merely carried life force and energy, the blood essence produced this life force and energy and also carried pieces of the soul able to nourish it. Explore new worlds at m-vl-em|p-yr
After becoming a blood demon, Blake's blood essence had become nearly as important as his mana core, but to survive his current ordeal he gave the command and had 30% of his blood essences rushing out of their hidden caves.
With their incredible potency, Blake had them low init his left hand, burst out of his spores and surrounding it to creates a huge red gauntlet that covered his entire arm, and then just before it could, Black sent his fist shooting at the spear.
Though the explosion that ensured from this explosion saw Blake be brutally battered by a torrent of fire and lightening his body turned into an obstacle that persistently got in the way of the brutal storm around it Blake stood his ground.
When the explosion finally died down, Blake opened his eyes, his breathing heavy and ragged as he looked at the thick dust and the debris which flew around him, he could barely see more than a meter away from him and when he looked to his left could only sigh at his missing left arm.
"I'm in an extremely horrible shape." Blake muttered.
Not only had Blake lost an arm but he had also lost 20 percent of his blood essence, and it wasn't like the other 70 % were full of energy and ready to be supplying him with volumes of vitality.
Blake remained still for several seconds as he pulled on his mana which had by now began flowing smoothly through him, the disruption which Kail had inflicted on him having been overcome.
Clenching and unclenching his one good hand, Blake had a blob of blood flow from his stomp and hover his palm and then he checked his vitality stat, grimacing at how much it had dropped when he hadn't even began healing himself.
[Viatlity:937]
Shaking his head at the situation, Blake paid attention to the world outside the dust nd debris that surrounded him.
One would think that with what Blake had just been through his sense would have been dulled, but that was far from the truth.
At the moment, Blake could clearly sense everyone on the battlefield, it was like the push against death had drawn out more of his self because he could clearly hear the conversation going out outside, a smile appearing on his face when he noticed Rehabab's struggled.
"Eternal pact might just be the best technique in my arsenal" Blake thought as he began moving forward.
"You should focus on your own battle you know" Blake said his voice travelling out and reaching Kail who had been staring at the fight happening some distance away.
"Ohh," Kail said paying attention to Blake, his expression not too surprised, "I don't really see anything left to battle."
"It okay if you can't see anything, it just means I'll have to beast you sights back inot you then."
Blake said and unhesitantly, he kicked off the ground and sped towards Kail his mana churning through him, but Kail merely stared at him with a lax posture and when Blake was halfway to him, his mana flared and clones began running out of his body and charging towards Blake.
"Does he really underestimate the strength left in me this much"