After a brief hesitation, several of the Soul Returner also chose to join in, watching [ Clear Soup Master's ] energetic performance.
As carriages were kicked and their axles snapped, a lot of blood was immediately spilled onto the sealing array on the ground.
However, the players' Directed Alienation at this point demonstrated fairly good quality control; the overturning of the carriage only opened a small portion of the containers, while the vast majority of the containers filled with red liquid remained sealed.
"Come help!"
[ Clear Soup Master ] shouted and jumped into the sealing array, starting to open the cans one by one. The others followed suit, and the entire cave was soon filled with the sound of cans being opened.
Outside the cave, a dense swarm of Swarm had begun their swarming attack. They were identical in appearance and fighting techniques. From the perspective of the Swarm, they could not be considered individual life forms, but rather were no different from the cells of an ordinary organism.
The previous small-scale infection undoubtedly activated the overall immune system of the Swarm, which led to their combat skills becoming specialized against the Blood Corpse.
This batch of Soldier Bee developed a thicker chitinous shell in areas prone to being bitten and scratched by Blood Corpse. With their swooping descent, hundreds of Blood Corpse were instantly killed on the spot.
"Hurry into the cave!"
[ Pizza Heart ] arrived at the cave entrance and shouted loudly.
Although he manipulated the Blood Corpse through Psionic Energy links between bloodline families, as a human, he still preferred to issue his commands by shouting.
The Blood Corpse, which had already raised their heads and let out terrifying roars, immediately ran towards the cave entrance after receiving the order.
Their retreat was completely devoid of any skill; thousands of Blood Corpse quickly scurried into the cave entrance like shrimp balls.
Deep within the cave, as canisters of blood were poured in, the irreversible resurrection process for Oliver Adelaide began.
The entire cave seemed to have transformed into the lungs of a gigantic creature, and [ Clear Soup Master ] could even hear the heavy, slow breathing echoing in his ears.
The recovery has begun!
As more blood was injected, the Marquis's breathing became slightly rapid, like someone waking from a deep sleep.
In the space beneath the sealing array, a withered body is slowly regaining Vitality; Oliver's wisp of will, which had been hidden within the Soul Returner, has quietly returned to its original form.
Blood brings Vitality, and that Vitality will allow him to break free from his seal.
His heavy breathing became increasingly rapid, then abruptly ceased as he reached his peak.
After a few seconds of silence, a deep voice came from below the sealing array:
"Blood... give me blood!"
Although the voice sounded hoarse, it also carried a strange depth, making it even more frightening than the voice that had appeared directly in the minds of those Soul Returner.
Upon hearing Oliver's order, [ Clear Soup Master ] naturally had no reason to refuse.
Countless drops of blood from vegetative patients were poured into the resurrection array, and Oliver Oliver's voice gradually became strange:
More, blood, I need more!
Such boundless Vitality will surely make me... ugh!
"Great progenitor, your faithful servant Oliver is coming soon, oh!"
The sounds of gagging, caused by the twitching of digestive organs, echoed in the cave, causing all the players to freeze in their tracks.
The next moment, an incredibly terrifying pressure surged from the ground:
"[ Clear Soup Master ], is this the blood you speak of?!"
The Soul Returner returned to its source, Domination to the immense power, and lay prostrate on the ground, its voice trembling as it spoke:
"Yes, this is blood from humans!"
"How dare you! Do you really think I don't know what human blood tastes like? How dare you try to fool me with this stuff? Where did you find this monster blood? It's disgusting and repulsive!"
"My lord! I dare not deceive you. This is the blood of some of the healthiest humans in the world today. The Aberration brought about by the Demonic Tide are far more severe than they were a hundred years ago. Have you heard of the Graycast Corridor? The blood of the people there has already Alienation into machine oil!"
"What?!"
Oliver's voice was filled with undisguised surprise; his initial anger was somewhat suppressed by this bombshell news.
"My lord, this is all the blood of the Tree Worship Church Cult members. Seizure after we fought tooth and nail to seize human settlements. There are no more authentic humans in the world today. As for the blood you tasted... it probably belonged to humans whose Aberration were not yet obvious."
"This..."
A sense of powerlessness washed over Oliver beneath the ground.
Once the resurrection process begins, it cannot be stopped, and his previous inspection of the goods only relied on sight and smell; he hadn't even personally tasted [ Clear Soup Master's ] body...
Now that things have come to this, the resurrection cannot be canceled. If one still wishes to break the seal in a relatively perfect state, then one must...
Oliver's thoughts swept over the thousands of Blood Corpse gathered in the cave, and he issued a new command:
"Stop disgusting me with this garbage! There are still so many Blood Corpse in the cave, make them bleed to sacrifice themselves, quick!"
When the order was given, Oliver didn't expect his subordinate's expression to become even more unpleasant:
"My lord, you mustn't! A group of monsters has arrived outside the cave and are engaged in a full-scale battle with the horde of Blood Corpse. If we sacrifice the ordinary Blood Corpse, not only will the blood of these vegetative patients be wasted, but your resurrection plan could also be completely disrupted, my lord!"
Oliver was speechless upon hearing this. He immediately took control of an ordinary Blood Corpse soldier at the cave entrance and used the corpse's eyes to see the dark, sky-covering clouds. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
He understood that the idea that resurrection could not be stopped was just a figure of speech. If he neither received nourishment from the blood of the Blood Corpse nor enough blood from humans, then when the seal was finally broken, all that would appear in the cave would be a gaunt old man.
At that time, his strength might only be slightly stronger than that of an ordinary earl, but he would be completely unable to deal with the combat force of thousands of Soldier Bee outside the cave, and that would be the real dead end.
But do I really have no other choice now?
That wasn't the case. Oliver knew he always had one choice: to keep eating, to keep eating this unpalatable human blood, suppressing the urge to vomit and extract enough Vitality to restore his strength.
Only in this way can he break free from the seal and reach his true peak condition; only in this way can he defeat the dark, monstrous army.
Thinking of this, the marquis, who had just regained his senses, was caught in a dilemma.
He had no idea that the dilemma he was facing was the result of a scheme orchestrated by [ Clear Soup Master ] and Ed.