CHAPTER 9: PRIMORDIAL BLOODLINE
"What brings Sir Commander to this lowly village?" the village chief asked politely and respectfully, not daring to get on the commander's bad side.
"Nothing much. Just chasing a lead on some anti-Empire cult members," the commander replied calmly, confidence laced in his voice. "It led me here, though it seems they're quite skilled at covering their tracks."
"I'm willing to assist in any way I can, Commander," the village chief said, his demeanor shifting from fawning to serious.
The commander nodded, acknowledging the village chief's loyalty and dedication to the Empire.
"None for now. I see 'foreigners' have appeared in your village as well," the commander noted, briefly glancing at Brian.
"Indeed so, my lord. There's no explanation for it, though," the village chief replied.
"I understand. Well, help them as best you can. They might become the strength the Empire needs to survive the brewing storm," John said. "I've taken this genius under my wing and decided to be his mentor, guiding him to the greatness I believe he'll achieve. See to it that he's well taken care of. Also, when he's ready, give him this letter of recommendation. He is to find me in the Empire's capital when the time comes. I believe your assistance will be highly needed for his success," John added, throwing a proud smile toward Brian—the Sword God.
"I'll ensure he's well taken care of," the village chief said meekly, accepting the letter meant for Brian at the right time.
"Hmm. I'm counting on you. He should be ready soon, I believe," John said before turning to leave. Of course, before departing, he gave Brian some words of encouragement. Then, in an instant, he vanished—the sheer speed of his movement creating the illusion of disappearance. Though, in truth, all he did was sprint at full speed. His movements were beyond what the eyes of newbies could track, leaving only a blur behind.
"To be favored by Commander John speaks volumes of your luck and abilities. Ensure you don't let this opportunity slip away, young adventurer," the village chief advised before excusing himself.
Brian smiled. He believed this was the opportunity he had been waiting for—to finally even the playing field with that monstrous Nemesis. In every game he had played, Brian had always been the best. His techniques and skills had been unmatched. So, discovering that someone was far ahead of him in this game had been a bitter pill to swallow.
With renewed determination, a huge smile spread across his face as he walked out of the tent, eager to level up quickly and leave the village. He was certain—the faster he left, the sooner he could catch up to Nemesis.
But just as he was basking in his newfound motivation, he froze.
The system announcement poured cold water on his dreams.
[World Announcement]
[Congratulations to players Nemesis and Scarlett for achieving an impossible feat and becoming the gods of Leviathans and all sea creatures.]
"What the heck is this? Another impossible feat? Gods already? How did he even accomplish these feats? Or is he really using a cheat?" Brian's mind raced. "No, there's no way such a high-level game would allow cheating or have a bug that could be exploited..."
With a defeated expression, he turned toward the forest. There was no time to waste—he needed to grind and level up.
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"My Lord, the foreigners have brought two mythical beasts under their heel. Don't you think it's best to nip the bud?" Agares, the Demon Lord, asked with utmost respect.
"You see, that's where you get it wrong," Baal, the Demon God, replied, a cruel smile etching across his face. "You see them as a threat—a thorn to be removed early. But I see them as plants growing well, waiting for me to harvest them."
Agares remained silent, listening intently.
"They are exactly what I need to gain the upper hand against that damn Celestial King. Devouring them—along with their divinity—will push me to become the strongest. Ruling the entire world will no longer be a daunting task," Baal said, his eyes gleaming with hunger.
"Keep tabs on them. I shall wait a little longer before harvesting such delicious fruits."
Little did he know, no matter when he acted, the only thing awaiting him was his own humiliation.
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Nemesis and Scarlett turned off the system notification, finding the announcement bothersome and irritating. Nemesis had shared his talent with Leviathan, along with her bloodline, granting both him and his sister the bloodline of two mythical beasts. Their strength had increased tremendously. They checked their stats to assess the improvements.
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User: Nemesis
Title: God of Dragons and Sea Creatures
Job: N/A
Level: 20 (1000/2000 EXP)
Health: 70,000
Strength: 36
Speed: 25
Stamina: 40
Intelligence: 51
Constitution: 60
Divinity: 20
Free Attribute Points: 0
Talent:
EX Rank: 100% Absolute
S Rank: Talent Share
Dodge Rate
??? Rank: Death
EX Rank Talent: God of Wealth
Bloodline:
Primordial Dragon
Primordial Sea Dragon
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User: Scarlett
Title: N/A
Job: N/A
Level: 15
Health: 60,000
Strength: 25
Speed: 21
Stamina: 35
Intelligence: 75
Constitution: 50
Talent:
EX Rank Talent: Goddess of Wealth
EX Rank: 100% Absolute
??? Rank: Death
Bloodline:
Primordial Dragon
Primordial Sea Dragon
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Their stats had undergone a massive upgrade, with intelligence and constitution seeing the greatest increases for obvious reasons.
Nemesis clicked on the Primordial Sea Dragon Bloodline to examine its perks.
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[Primordial Sea Dragon Bloodline]
Bloodline: Primordial Dragon
The bloodline of the first sea dragon.
Physical and Magical Immunity:
As the bearer of the Primordial Dragon Bloodline, a creature of the universe, you are 60% immune to physical and magical attacks.
Creature of the Deep:
You're favored by the deep. You gain the ability to breathe underwater, resist the pressure of the deep, and your movements and abilities are not impeded by water.
Dragon Tongue:
You can use the dragon tongue to shape the fabric of reality through words enforced by mana.
Dragonification:
You can transform into a full dragon at will, gaining wings for flight at twice your speed stat while consuming very little stamina. You can release great water waves through your dragon lungs and have strong, reinforced limbs and a dragon heart, increasing your mana capacity.
Water Control:
Your control over the element of water is second to none. Water in every form will answer your beck and call.
Primordial Wave: (Locked)
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Nemesis was pleased with his newly acquired bloodline. He noticed subtle clashes between the two bloodlines and suppressed them as best as he could. He firmly believed that the Golden Lion Bloodline was the last piece he needed to achieve something truly unique. The thought of it made him smile sheepishly.
He quietly checked the new title he had earned.
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[Title Earned: God of All Sea Creatures and Creatures of the Deep]
As the God of Leviathan, ruler of all sea creatures and creatures of the deep, you hold dominion over them. Their loyalty remains at 100% at all times.
Restriction: The user is unable to hunt any sea creatures or creatures of the deep for experience or loot.
Authority: All sea creatures will obey your call and commands, irrespective of level. (Locked)
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Greg was impressed. With this title, he now had command over both air beasts and ocean beasts, slowly amassing an army that could rival those of the Demon God and the Celestial King—absolute powerhouses. The only thing he lacked now was true divinity.
"Brother, isn't this going to be troublesome? We might be unable to level up from beasts if we proceed with your plans," Annabelle asked, clearly worried.
"Silly girl, there are many ways to level up. Demons, for instance—I'll gladly kill them to grind," Greg said, his expression resembling that of an evil villain.
He checked his divinity and was pleased to see that it had risen again. His divinity could have quadrupled—or more—if he had chosen to be the sole god of Leviathan and Drakonix. But how could he not offer his sister some benefits? Shaking his head, he turned to Leviathan, who was grinning like a child after gaining Greg's talent.
"Now, it's time to get the final target—the Golden Lion."
Leviathan and Drakonix became super excited upon hearing Greg's statement. The thought of finally putting the damn lion in its place was a welcome one.
Greg, seeing their reactions, was speechless. "Wait... it can't be that you guys were beaten by the Golden Lion, right?" he asked suspiciously.
Leviathan and Drakonix lowered their heads in shame at Greg's words.
"He's just too strong. He beats the hell out of us if we dare annoy him. And he's a crazy guy who doesn't hesitate to hit you if you look at him the wrong way," Leviathan admitted dejectedly before hurling curses at the Golden Lion.
Greg was fascinated by this revelation. To think that the Golden Lion could outright defeat them without dragging the fight out was intriguing.
"Very well, then. We set off to capture the final prey."
The sibling duo mounted their mythical beasts, and the journey to add the last member to their team began.