None of the "scientific knowledge" Charlotte had learned in his life could account for such a bodily aberration. He could only attribute it to the "magic" of this world.
He tried it seven or eight times, turning from flesh into blood flame and then back again. It did raise his "proficiency," though. He could now switch forms within a few seconds. In his blood flame state, he was immune to most physical attacks and could drift about in the air, which barely counted as a flying technique.
Limited by the fact that Charlotte was still only Rank Four, his blood flame flight was not particularly fast—only a hair faster than an ordinary person running—and he could not gain much altitude. Even floating up to the ceiling took some effort.
Still, being able to alter the shape of his body meant he could pass through many places ordinary people could not. At the very least, he would no longer have to fear being locked in a prison.
"It's nowhere near as carefree and dashing as those evil cultivators in The Legend of the Swordsmen of Mount Shu, turning into a streak of fire and soaring through the sky!"
Charlotte returned to human form. Though he grumbled and found it lacking, his face was still full of smiles. He truly had not expected the Blood Flame Transformation Technique to be the first technique he successfully cultivated.
The Blood Flame Transformation Technique was a secret art not found in Bloody Glory.
After all, Protagoras was not a vampire. Though he had used combat to secretly learn countless techniques from vampires, they had been limited to the introductory levels of their various clans. He had no way of peering into their profound secret arts.
Charlotte took out his diary and turned to the third