Perhaps because her body had undergone partial Blood Corpse Transformation, [ Howling Pothos ] felt that the bite force of her body had increased significantly compared to before.
He was even able to bite the notoriously hard Blood Corpse crystal into several pieces, and after swallowing it, he did not feel any discomfort. The crystal seemed to have disappeared into his stomach, and the whole process was incredibly smooth, as if it melted in his mouth.
This time, he consumed all the Blood Corpse crystals in the small bag. Besides maximizing the power of Ed's Blessing's Psionic Energy enhancement, he also had another purpose: to find someone who could use Psionic Energy to fight for him.
Yes, he hasn't given up on the idea of the Grand Duke using someone else to take over the account. The reason he consumed all the crystals was to get another chance to guarantee a win.
Last time he drew Adelaide, but unfortunately that old guy couldn't pull it up at the crucial moment (in terms of strength), so he really couldn't help him have a head-on confrontation with Antiya Lisi.
But this time was different. [ Howling Pothos ] was absolutely certain that the Blood Corpse crystals in the small cloth bag came from the Adelaide and Antos lineages.
Since Adelaide has already rejected him, it shouldn't be a problem for him to ask the Grand Duke of Antos for help.
What Adelaide thinks is no longer important.
If he doesn't perform well when given a chance, what more do you want?
Having confirmed that the crystal had been absorbed by the body, [ Howling Pothos ] watched the Blood Corpse Transformation progress bar in front of her rise at breakneck speed and began to pray at lightning speed:
"Master of Bone and Blood, Supreme lord of slaughter, great Grand Duke Antos, your child begs for your gaze, even just a fleeting glance..."
After a brief silence, the whole world seemed to have been muted for a moment.
In the deep sky, it seemed as if a gigantic eye had opened, its invisible gaze traversing an immeasurable distance to Descent upon [ Howling Pothos ], its deep, resonant voice echoing in his mind:
"Though you possess two bloodlines, you still retain reason and can recite my name, child. I acknowledge your lineage as a descendant of the Antos Lineage."
Is this implying that someone is simultaneously infected with the Blood Poison of Adelaide Lineage and Antos Lineage, yet prays to the Grand Duke of Antos?
It seems he doesn't know that I've already been rejected by Adelaide once.
It is an honor to be recognized by you.
[ Howling Pothos ] responded immediately.
The deep voice chuckled:
"Why have you called me?"
[ Howling Pothos ] looked in the direction of Antiya Lisi:
"Ancestor, this is the Archbishop of the Aduolin Province of the Tree Worship Church. Last autumn, the Blood Corpse began to revive, but the attacks on Aduolin have been repeatedly thwarted. Ultimately, it's all because of this person behind the scenes."
With the help of [ Howling Pothos ]'s eyes, the Grand Duke, whose incredibly powerful true form was not present, locked onto Antiya Lisi.
After just a moment of eye contact, Antiya Lisi felt a cold sweat break out on his back.
This is actually an illusion, because his back is now covered by the phloem of plants and has long lost its ability to sweat.
But he remained tense, poised to launch a counterattack at any moment.
While the rebel was rambling on, Antiya Lisi seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but all his ranged attacks were blocked by an invisible force, stopping him a few steps away from the rebel.
As for close-range attacks, he was worried that the enemy would be infected with the half-tree people, which would then spread the Corpse Poison, so he did not choose this option.
Having confirmed that the target's body indeed bore the Blood Curse of its own lineage, the voice spoke in [ Howling Pothos ]'s mind:
"You also possess the power of Tree Transformation and Dragon Transformation within you. It seems you have sought out all the masters of those powers before finally thinking of me."
The Howling Pothos lowered its head in a mocking manner, as if to say, "You guessed right."
The voice in my head scoffed and said:
"I can't hide this little thought from you, but I don't care about it."
"You are a newborn bloodline, and I have no interest in why you hate this person so much, but you should know the price of calling upon me."
[ Howling Pothos ] paused for a moment, then entered pure performance mode:
"Yes, I know the cost."
[ Howling Pothos ] already knew the price of the Blood Corpse calling upon the Progenitor; once the opponent projected its power, her weak body would certainly not be able to withstand that power for long.
His body was like a balloon being constantly inflated; it would either burst at its limit or collapse limply after the air was released, leaving no third possibility of survival.
But this was exactly what he wanted, he said resolutely in his heart:
"Ancestor, I dedicate my life to you, hoping that you will Descent upon this place and help me defeat the enemy before me. This body has a high Psionic Energy compatibility; I hope you will like it."
"Good, to have such a physique at such a young age is indeed a rare find. It's just a pity you won't live to see the day I break free of the seal."
The voice in his mind agreed, and [ Howling Pothos ] voluntarily released control over his body. However, his body did not collapse as a result. An extremely powerful force entered his body from the void, continuously taking over all parts of his body like water being poured into an oil drum.
A few seconds later, [ Howling Pothos ] completely lost control of his body. The same prompt that [ Clear Soup Master ] had received when he lost control of his body appeared in front of him, asking if he wanted to rebuild his body and be resurrected now.
[ Howling Pothos ] naturally wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass him by. He turned on the recording mode, intending to get some footage to sell for a good price later.
The power from nothingness swelled within this body, which possessed considerable Psionic Energy; the progress bar for the Blood Corpse Transformation had already exceeded its limit, but it continued to rise.
Dragon scales clung tightly to its body, black blood seeping from the gaps, while the crimson color gradually faded as if bleached.
The left leg, which had become completely Tree Transformation, began to slowly turn black, and even the bark softened slightly.
Right before Antiya Lisi's eyes, right in his field of vision, that damned rebel, using some unknown technique, transformed himself into a powerful Blood Corpse of almost identical rank to him, right before everyone's eyes.
The transformation of [ Howling Pothos ]'s body has ended. He is at least two heads taller than before, and his limbs are evolving towards a more slender shape. His forearms and calves have even become curved.
Dragon scales and tree bark formed a supple, pale shell on his body. His hands and feet were covered in sharp claws, and saliva dripped from his mouth. He looked more like an alien that had stolen human genes than Blood Corpse.
"Roar!"
The roars of the alien monsters echoed across the battlefield.