Chapter 510
Chapter 510: Cool Team, Unimaginable Strength, and Exciting Reunite.
Golden Warrior-Heart. In less two months, Duren Burg’s bloodline awakened again. An envious expression appeared on the face of Qian Jin. That was the power of Bloodline Warriors. They only needed to wake up their bloodlines to actually advance through the barriers that blocked numerous ordinary warriors.
Their warrior power would increase dramatically after every awakening.
A think black snake tail appeared behind Duren Burg and it lightly swung around on the ground. Several vague snake shadows appeared behind Duren Burg as well. They emitted a powerful presence.
This… A bit of surprise appeared in Bhang Wusheng’s eyes as he thought, “I collected some information on this Hydra and I heard he only achieved natural awakening. According to that, he should only be weak… But after all, this kid… has the purest form of the bloodline. The appearance of all nine shadows… That means he had the best potential out of all the Hydras of this generation.” He thought.
The appearance of all nine shadows would occur every generation, but not all of those bloodline warriors would have all nine shadow during battle. Only the best out of the best had the chance of having the snake shadows appear during the battle.
It was heard that the Snake King Pam Honzi had three snake shadows during fights.
Bhang Wusheng carefully counted the shadows behind Duren Burg and got to five! Two more than the Snake King!
Cech Flet looked at Bhang Wusheng and then Qian Jin.
“Unleash your power. It is ok.” Qian Jin nodded as he said. After spending some time together, Qian Jin realized that Bhang Wusheng was an interesting demon. This demon won’t try to touch others’ secrets and he would ignore all the secrets he saw.
Boom! Black warrior power exploded from Cech Flet’s body. The bloodline power of the Fallen Angel Bloodline Warrior woke up inside him. Black Wings… beautiful wings… fancy wings… the wings that that represented the status of Royal Demons slowly expanded behind Cech Flet’s back.
Fallen Angel Bloodline Warrior.
Yi’s pupil contracted and Bhang Wusheng’s calm face twitched a little. “A Fallen Angel Bloodline Warrior? Is this kid a mixed blood? Where did Qian Jin find these people?” He thought.
Demon Capturer, Demon Slayer, Demon Extinguisher.
Qian Jin didn’t expect that both Duren Burg and Cech Flet would wake up their bloodlines again and gain Golden Warrior-Hearts.
Cech Flet stood there quietly. The Bloodline Battle Form of the Fallen Angel would make the warrior more handsome and his handsome face mixed with the attractive presence was breath-taking.
“You didn’t expect this, did you?” Duren Burg smiled as his tail wiggled on the ground. “Comrade. We encountered very tough situations in Ancient Desert Sea and we were able to advance through those difficulties. Haha, today, I want to finish the duel that we said we would do when we first met at Reventment Battlefield.”
“Alright.”
Qian Jin was happy to see his friends getting more powerful. Three Warrior-Hearts unleashed his warrior power as if was free and the warrior seal of [Level 2 Avatar] flashed. The image of three eggs that were at least two times bigger than a month ago appeared behind Qian Jin and then were then reabsorbed.
Expansion of bones and muscles.
Qian Jin unleashed all of his power. He didn’t do this just to show his friends his power, he wanted to show Bhang Wusheng that what he said was not correct. Although Qian Jin might not be able to defeat the most talented bloodline warriors, he was working in that direction.
Three meters… four meters… five meters… Like a devil, Qian Jin’s powerful and boss-like presence was too dominating.
Bhang Wusheng was surprised again. “[Level 2 Avatar]? The technique of the Dwarfs? Can he use it? How many secrets does this kid have? He is way stronger than when I first met him.” He thought.
“Shit!” Duren Burg jumped back after seeing this. “This vicious? Ouch, I’m having a stomach-ache… I have to use the washroom… I will teach you the lesson next time…” He said as he quickly ran away.
Cech Flet also put away his Bloodline Battle Form. Although Qian Jin didn’t have a Golden Warrior-Heart and wasn’t a Demon Extinguisher yet, everyone who was familiar with him would know that his combat ability couldn’t be estimated based on warrior power levels.
Qian Jin also put away his [Deiity Possession] technique and hugged his friends.
“I missed you…” Duren Burg said. “Every time I realized that I don’t have cigarettes on me, I would think of you, day and night.”
Cech Flet patted Qian Jin’s shoulder in silence. To him and Fanta Kunge who didn’t like to talk, a hug was enough to show their emotions.
“Comrade, what are those things behind you?” Duren Burg laughed. Oh, right. Old Cech, take out the stuff that we robbed from the bandits, see if Qian Jin wants anything.”
“Cech.” Cech Flet corrected the name Duren Burg gave him again, it was the hundredth time.
“Ok ok.” Duren Burg hurried. “We stole a lot of stuff. Now I know why some people want to be bandits. Sometimes it is really fun robbing people, the bad guys.”
Te Jofy smiled bitterly. “What is this? A few unprofessional bandits talking about robbing bandits in front of bandits?” He thought.
“This?” Qian Jin gestured at a group of blacksmiths and told them to place the metal disk down. “Burg, go stand on it.”
“Stand on it? What is this? The altar for bloodline awakening? You mimicked it?” Duren Burg jumped onto this disk all excited. “Good, let’s see if I can awaken my bloodline one more time.
Qian Jin squatted down in front of the disk and pressed on a few runes and he then threw a piece of level 10 Energy Core into a hole on the disk. The runes on the disk instantly shone as a huge gravity appeared on the disk.
“WTF? So heavy. Kun-Fighting Technique? No.” Duren Burg quickly unleashed his power to resist the insane increase in gravity. He looked at Qian Jin with a surprised expression and asked, “What is this?”
One time gravity… two times… five times… ten times…
“Shit! Bloodline activate!” Duren Burg couldn’t hold on anymore and initiated his Bloodline Battle Form. However, in his battle form, he could still sense the gravity increasing around him. “Comrade, what is this?”
“Gifts.” Qian Jin explained. “On the disk, you can experience several times more gravity. Your Warrior-Heart will be suppressed along with your Warrior Power. If you can get used to the condition on the disk, then outside it, you…”
Bhang Wusheng looked at Qian Jin and thought, “This item couldn’t be described as terrific. The idea is shocking enough let alone actually making it. This would be hard for a Rune Grandmaster to make, but he is able to do it?”
“Damn, do I get one?”
Zence Matten fanned himself as he smiled at Qian Jin.
“Sure, I can give you one.” Qian Jin shrugged his shoulders. After spending a month together, his impression of this prince was good. This prince wasn’t arrogant and he was trying to help Qian Jin to think of ways to rescue his father.
Qian Jin then turned to the calm Gomez Jane and smiled, “One is for you.”
The surrounding bandits all stared at the special disks with greed and envy in their eyes. Those items couldn’t be purchased with money.
Among all craftsmen or craftswomen in the Zence, Lucifer, and Barbarian Empires, Qian Jin was the only person who was able to make it.
On top of understanding the theory and making the runes, one needed to actually forge out the item using different metals and alloys.
“Thanks.” Zence Matten turned to Iron Man and said, “Keep it in the Warrior Dimension.”
Gomez Jane stared at Qian Jin. “If this item lands in the hands of the Royal Family, there might be more…” She thought.
Qian Jin laughed. He had already considered what Zence Matten and Gomez Jane were thinking about. On top of the runes on the surface, there were more runes inside the disk. It was perfect for one to use. But if someone wanted to take it apart to study? This magic conductor would self-destruct.
“Qian Jin, Duren Burg, Haha, nice to see you.”
Marc Gavin’s loud voice sounded. The envious light appeared in Yi’s eyes as he knew Marc Gavin was about to become a Saint Warrior.
Saint.
“Uncle, lighter. I’m very weak…”
Duren Burg got hugged so hard that his face turned red and purple.
“I’m just too happy!”
Marc Gavin shouted as he laughed out loud. Tears appeared in his big eyes as his big beard rubbed Duren Burg’s face.
“Shit, what is the liquid on my neck. Damn uncle, are you crying?”
Duren Burg was surprised to find that the president of the Torrent Battle Fort, the tough and powerful warrior, was crying. Big tears dripped down his face like a mini-waterfall.
“Why? Can’t I cry? I’m about to become a Saint Warrior!”
Marc Gavin patted Duren Burg’s back as tear kept flooding down.
Duren Burg looked at Marc Gavin as he thought, “Crying like this already before becoming a Saint Warrior. If you do successfully become a Saint Warrior, would your cry for another three days?”