Titan Bloodline

Xiulunte, who had reached the position of Papal Legion Commander at the age of independence, was naturally no ordinary person. He didn't take Allen's nonsensical words seriously, but he couldn't accept what was happening before his eyes in such a short time.

Everything around him was bizarre. The main hall where he had been napping had turned into ruins, the guard knights were annihilated, and the Magus under his command had self-destructed.

However, the most bizarre thing was that his proud Bloodthirsty Qi could not be normally activated.

But after seeing Dina's strong physique and recalling the abnormal situation with the Qi in his body, Xiulunte didn't hesitate and attacked Dina directly.

Xiulunte had a reason to attack because he remembered a legend, a legend that made every Papal Legion Qi Warrior's face turn pale.

"Savage Heretic!" Xiulunte said with a solemn expression after exchanging a punch with Dina, "Titan Bloodline?"

Dina didn't rush to retaliate, looking at Xiulunte with confusion.

"Hmph, believer in false gods!" Xiulunte said, drawing the sword at his waist and pointing it at Dina. His eyes instantly turned crimson, and a faint mist of blood-red color surrounded him, appearing and disappearing.

Xiulunte retreated rapidly, raised his sword, and roared, "Holy.Punish," before slashing at Dina in the void.

The crimson Qi materialized into a three-meter-long greatsword, carrying a nauseating smell of blood, and charged towards Dina.

As Allen's personal Maid, Dina had never fought against a master of Xiulunte's level. Most of the time, she relied on her brute strength to charge headfirst. While she could handle some insignificant small fries, she was clearly flustered when facing such a high-level Qi Warrior.

After clumsily dodging the Qi-materialized red greatsword, she was about to charge forward to use her brute strength for close combat when Xiulunte retreated rapidly again, roaring, "Holy.Destroy," and his entire body's crimson Qi transformed into a cross adorned with skulls, smashing towards Dina.

Just as the giant cross was about to smash onto the head of the unable-to-dodge Dina, two rusty knight greatswords appeared horizontally and slashed, cleaving the giant cross away.

Sakre's handsome face flushed as he stood in front of Dina, holding his swords with both hands.

"Sakre, you dare to stop me?" Xiulunte, who was not much better off in the distance, felt his chest surging with blood after forcibly activating his Qi to use Holy Hall Power.

"Enough! Xiulunte, our mission is to spread the glory of the Holy Father, not to indiscriminately kill innocents in Outpost County."

"Ignorant, the path to the Holy Father's glory is paved with blood and bones." Xiulunte pointed his sword at the furious Dina and said, "This Heretic believes in a false god, shouldn't I have killed her? Sakre, do you want to betray the Holy Father?"

Sakre was stunned and asked with some confusion, "Dina is just the Maid of the Lord of Outpost County, how could she be a Heretic?"

Xiulunte sneered and said, "When I approached her just now, the Bloodthirsty Qi I cultivated couldn't gather in my body at all. Do I need to explain further?"

Sakre's face showed disbelief, and the two knight greatswords he held lowered involuntarily, crossing towards Dina.

Looking at Dina's somewhat angry yet confused expression, Sakre was unwilling to believe that this foolish Maid was truly a Heretic who believed in a false god, as Xiulunte claimed.

Although he and Xiulunte disliked each other, he couldn't deny that the other party had no reason to deceive him, and Xiulunte had also mentioned the legendary Titan Bloodline just now.

Allen, who was confused, suddenly remembered that a few days ago when Dina fought with Jess, the guard of Austin, that Qi Warrior seemed to have very unstable Qi when facing Dina, and was flustered, allowing Dina to beat him soundly.

Outpost County bordered the Great Wilderness, and the Savage Heretics of the Great Wilderness were one of the races branded as Heretics by the Holy See.

The Holy See had not failed to crusade against the Savage Heretics, but they had never managed to completely exterminate them.

Although the Savage Heretics possessed natural divine strength, due to their lack of production and ignorance, in every crusade against Heretics, these barbarians would use the same old combat method: charging forward bare-chested.

These barbarians, with a population of less than 100,000, used this ridiculous combat method to halt the elite legions of the Holy See in the Great Wilderness, becoming the free barrier and golden henchmen of the Behemoth Kingdom.

Logically speaking, although the barbarians had natural divine strength, the Holy See also had countless high-level Mages.

However, what made the Holy See extremely frustrated was that while the Mages could perhaps influence the outcome of a local battle, they were never the heaviest weight on the scales.

What truly determined the outcome of a large-scale battle was the numerous grassroots soldiers.

But even dozens of those grassroots soldiers charging together might not be a match for a Barbarian with semi-petrified skin.

In this situation, warriors who cultivated Qi were the only ones who could contend with the barbarians.

It was a pity that although the barbarians were poor, they had many tricks, reaching new heights of poverty.

While the Holy See played with equipment, they played with faith.

The shamans of the barbarians could summon a large number of dark wolves through faith to counter the Holy See's magical beasts.

The chieftains of the barbarians could activate the Barbarian Battle Ring through faith to counter the Holy See's Mages.

They fought back and forth, and basically, neither side had a 100% chance of annihilating the other.

However, perhaps the barbarians were too poor, and even the gods in the sky couldn't stand it, and then... the barbarians came up with a new trick.

The name of the barbarians' new trick was Titan Bloodline.

Among the 100,000 barbarians, every ten years, an infant blessed by the God of the Wilderness would be born. After this infant reached adulthood, their racial ability would emerge.

This ability basically had no combat effect; it suppressed the enemy's Qi. The radius of suppression was said to be related to age, with the effect becoming stronger as the age increased.

The Holy See had suffered greatly from this. More than twenty years ago, when they were fighting with the barbarians, they always noticed a very strong half-grown child, wearing a patchwork of armor, running around the battlefield. He didn't fight, nor did he stop, but just ran with both legs. Wherever there were high-level Qi Warriors, he would wander around.

After wandering around, the Qi Warriors would all have their Qi in disarray, and then they would be easily killed by ordinary barbarian warriors. They died inexplicably.

The barbarian race was truly too poor. They pretentiously claimed not to deign to wear armor for battle, but in reality, they were too poor to afford it.

The sudden appearance of a half-grown barbarian child wearing armor running around the battlefield finally attracted the attention of the high-ranking officials of the Papal Legion. Later, when they thought about those unfortunate Qi Warriors whose graves were already overgrown with grass, everything became clear.

The Holy See, having suffered countless losses, began to suspect that the sudden transformation of Qi Warriors into ordinary soldiers must be related to that running barbarian child.

Later, the Holy See set a trap and finally captured the barbarian child who had awakened his racial ability and possessed the Titan Bloodline.

This matter was known to all veterans who had served in the Holy See for more than a few years, let alone Sakre, who was the Chief of Staff of the Legion.

For barbarians like Dina who could suppress Qi, there were many titles in the Holy See, such as Qi Killer, Descendant of Titan Bloodline, and Favored of the God of the Wilderness.

Regardless of the title, none of them could deny one fact: the Titan Bloodline was always a serious hidden danger to the Holy See.

That's why Xiulunte was eager to strike, not hesitating to deplete his vital blood to forcefully activate his Qi and unleash the Holy Hall Power for an attack.

Note: Seeing Sakre seemingly wavering and considering switching sides, Allen moved to Dina's side, cracking his knuckles.

"Young Master, why did that guy attack me?" Dina asked with confusion, "Is it because I shot his lackey with the ballista?"

"No, it's because you're too beautiful," Allen joked. "That guy got greedy for your beauty, so he attacked you."

Dina glanced at Xiulunte with clear disdain.

"Heh heh, a war of words," Xiulunte once again adopted an attacking stance, shouting at Sakre, "Kill her, and I'll petition the Pope for your commendation."

"Sakre, I knew you were a fence-sitter," Allen drew his mace from his back, grinning sinisterly. "I've had it in for you for a long time. Your third sister humiliated me in public back then, so today I'll take it out on you first."

Sakre was speechless. What does your rejection by Princess Hathaway have to do with me?

After Allen finished speaking, he felt something was off. Perhaps he had gotten too into character. Still, any excuse was better than none; he couldn't exactly say he was jealous because the guy had so many followers and looked so impressive when he went out.

"Dina, I'll deal with that Xiulunte. That Sakre kid is trash; you go handle him. Just cripple him, and I'll save him for myself to vent my anger on later."

"Got it!" Dina replied, then charged towards Sakre like a mad bull, lowering her body as she ran.

Allen followed closely behind, rushing towards Xiulunte.