Unleash Your Energy, Blood God

The Blood God's energy transmission rate multiplied by time was the total amount of energy the Blood God could deliver.

It was not limited by the absorption capacity of 700 Blood Clan members.

The greatest benefit would not come from waiting for the Blood God to finish enhancing those seven hundred Blood Clan members before harvesting them all in one go.

It was to attack Deacon Frost and put enough pressure on him to force as much of the Blood God's transmitted energy as possible into healing, slowing the enhancement of the other 700 Blood Clan members.

I need to find a way to make Tony and the others cooperate with me.

After sorting out his thoughts, Russell slowly said, "I have a way to block the corruption of the Blood God's Power, but I can't fight for long."

"Capture the ringleader first." Russell looked resolutely at the Blood God. "The Blood God's power has to pass through Deacon Frost to be transmitted here. I'll do my best to kill him. Cover me."

"Alright, we'll clear a path for you."

"Fire!"

More than a dozen small missiles flew toward the Blood Clan.

Having gathered together, the Blood Clan had now become sitting targets.

Fury burned in the Blood God's eyes.

He had not expected Russell to be so tactless.

Hadn't he ever heard of asking a sky-high price and bargaining on the spot?

They had started fighting without even negotiating.

The local superhumans

were far too rude!

"Half of you spread out. The other half cover me. Retreat toward the city together."

The Blood God issued the command coldly.

Normally, the Blood Clan could easily regenerate from conventional damage with minimal energy consumption.

But something strange was happening here.

Once they were injured, any energy that leaked away would inexplicably vanish.

"Stop them. We can't let them enter the city."

Nick Fury said urgently.

Tony controlled his armor and flew into the air, firing precise shots at the scattered Blood Clan members.

"Damn it, they're healing too fast."

Gwen kept firing webs and engaging in close combat, wrapping up Blood Clan members one after another.

"There are too many of them."

Blade also held back several Blood Clan members. Even with comparable physical abilities, Blade easily suppressed them and held the upper hand, but he could not inflict any effective damage.

"Their weakness is anticoagulant. Ordinary attacks are useless against them. Haven't the anticoagulants been delivered yet?" Blade reminded them again.

"They're being transported, but it'll take a while."

For a time, the poorly prepared group was helpless against the Blood Clan.

Looks like I'll have to use that move—the strongest crowd-clearing skill in One Piece.

"Gwen, fall back."

Russell charged into the melee, grabbed Gwen's wrist, and used a clever burst of force to fling her away.

Whoosh!

Russell focused, unleashing his Spiritual Power with all his strength.

The originally invisible and colorless Spiritual Energy now swept through like a violent gale.

Wherever it passed, figures froze in place.

It was as though someone had pressed pause on the battlefield.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Blood Clan members fell one after another.

Their eyes rolled white as they lost consciousness on the spot.

Even the Blood God's Power seemed to have been struck, swaying incessantly.

In the end,

every Blood Clan member who had scattered beyond the Blood God's Power's range

was wiped out.

"What... was that?"

Blade planted his sword in the ground and barely supported himself as he asked.

As a warrior who had fought countless battles and personally slain innumerable Vampires and their lackeys, the firmness of his will was beyond question.

Yet it was precisely because his will was so firm that he had endured Russell's mental assault from beginning to end, allowing him to better understand the terror of that power.

Even someone as unyielding as him had felt a flicker of fear rise in his heart in that instant.

Gwen looked at Russell, her expression uncertain.

Although she had not been within the attack's range, her Spider-Sense had gone wild in that instant.

Russell ignored Blade.

After fully unleashing his Spiritual Power to attack, his body, mind, and spirit had all been roused.

Right now, all he wanted was a satisfying fight.

Bang!

With a burst of force beneath his feet, Russell shot toward the Blood God like an arrow loosed from a bow.

As he was about to enter the domain formed by the Blood God's Power, energy rapidly covered his entire body.

Ignoring the Blood Clan members who tried to stop him, Russell crashed straight through them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Like smashing eggs with a stone, the overwhelming gap in Physique and strength allowed Russell to easily crush the Blood Clan members blocking his way and charge before the Blood God.

He threw a powerful punch.

Spiritual Power coiled around it.

Deacon Frost crossed his hands before his chest, trying to block it, but he was a beat too slow.

The instant the punch landed, Physique energy and Spiritual Energy erupted, inflicting damage upon both Deacon Frost's body and soul.

"Argh!"

His soul wounded, Deacon Frost could not help but scream.

Hm?

Though the voice sounded the same, that tone did not belong to the Blood God.

Had the Blood God's consciousness fled?

No way, no way.

A mighty Dimensional Demon God ran away because he was afraid of getting beaten?

I thought you'd take control of his consciousness and fight in his place.

A flash of bloody light passed by, and Deacon Frost's body rapidly healed.

As long as the Blood God had not stopped supplying energy, that was fine.

Shaking his head inwardly, Russell withdrew his Spiritual Power.

There was no need to use it against Deacon Frost. It would kill him.

Outside Universe 404, the universe Russell inhabited,

a majestic figure radiating scarlet light and dripping with viscous blood appeared.

As the lord of the Blood Dimension, the Blood God's true body would not easily leave the Blood Dimension.

This avatar was the strongest combat power the Blood God could deploy outside the Blood Dimension.

"I finally made it. Damn insect, I'll crush you to death."

Thinking of the Apostle whom Russell had brutally beaten for over half an hour, as well as the immense amount of energy he had spent protecting that Apostle,

the Blood God's heart ached in waves.

The Blood Dimension was vast and wealthy, with nearly endless energy. That was true.

But that energy had been accumulated by the Blood Dimension over countless ages.

Even as a Dimensional Lord, if he squandered it recklessly, he would earn the Blood Dimension's dislike.

Then, he risked being driven from his position by the other Dimensional Demon Gods of the Blood Dimension.

With that thought, the Blood God stopped supplying energy.

Since he had arrived, Deacon Frost no longer had any value.

Bang!

Russell expressionlessly punched Deacon Frost in the face, blowing apart half his head.

Hm? His recovery speed had slowed.

Russell stopped and observed carefully.

The Blood God had stopped supplying energy.

Sigh, I wonder when I'll encounter another patron this generous.

With a thought, Russell opened his Attribute Panel.

Name: Russell (Superhuman)

Lifespan: 25/3234396

Physique II: 100

Perception II: 100

Spirit II: 100

Talent 1 Energy Absorption: Can absorb any energy and convert it into Attribute Points, defaulting to Lifespan.

Talent 2 Attribute Transfer: Lifespan can be converted into Physique, Perception, and Spirit.

Description Panel: Can be upgraded. Estimated upgrade time: three months.

Damn, the Blood God gave off this much energy?

Ever since his Three-Dimensional Attributes had all reached 100 points, Russell had stopped paying attention to the Attribute Panel.

Seeing the total surplus energy now, even he could not help being startled.

As for upgrading, Russell did not consider it during battle.

Having learned from last time, he knew that energy attributes could not be filtered during a Panel Upgrade.

Any energy absorbed during that period would become a mental burden.

"Russell, it's time to close the net. Finish them."

The Ancient One's voice sounded in his ear once more.

There were complicated emotions in her voice.

Regret, but also satisfaction.

Sure enough, the current situation had been orchestrated by the Ancient One.

What is her goal?