Novel Full Chapter 2969 - 2968: Who Is Truly Lowly? Who Is Truly Noble?
Chapter 2969: Chapter 2968: Who Is Truly Lowly? Who Is Truly Noble?
"When did you poison us? How come I didn’t sense a thing?" Dracula’s Mouth overflowed with fresh blood as he asked that Earth Corpse.
He had been poisoned, yet was completely unaware of it; that was terrifying.
The Earth Corpse sneered. "Of course you wouldn’t notice it..."
Just now, when Lin Dong and Dracula were locked in a fierce battle with that pack of berserk Blood Corpses, the Earth Corpse had already slipped into this Burial Ground.
This Earth Corpse merged with the Night Color, his eyes flickering with a ghostly green Light, the unique mark of the Extraterritorial Blood Clan.
Using the stealth secret technique unique to his own race, he was like a Ghost, silently and soundlessly lurking in a Dark corner of the Battlefield, quietly observing everything.
When Lin Dong, Dracula and They were locked in a white‑hot struggle with the Blood Corpses, and the Blood Corpses fell one after another, turning into drifting Blood Mist that spread through the air, he cast the Heavenly Blood Curse poison into the air.
This poison was different from any toxin of the mortal world; its medium was precisely that omnipresent Blood Mist. Unseen and unheard, it perfectly fused with the mist, making it almost impossible to detect.
Lin Dong and Dracula, fully focused on fighting the Blood Corpses, didn’t sense that a deadly crisis had already hidden itself in the air, and inhaled a large amount of Poisonous Fog.
And to trigger that Poisonous Fog was even easier; the Earth Corpse only had to chant Spells.
And just now, the Earth Corpse had already chanted the Spells, activating the Heavenly Blood Curse within the Two people.
"I don’t believe I can’t Break this poison!" Dracula refused to accept it.
He rapidly searched his mind for possible ways to neutralize the poison.
However, this Heavenly Blood Curse was a profound secret technique of the Extraterritorial Blood Clan; how could it be easily undone?
Dracula forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, focused his mind, and tried to use Inner Qi to force the poison out of his body. But whenever he attempted to guide his Inner Qi to circulate, he would feel an invisible resistance, as if Ten Million fine needles were obstructing his movements.
His Face gradually turned pale, fine beads of sweat seeped out on his forehead, but even so, he had no thought of giving up. He still gritted his Teeth and persisted, trying to find that sliver of Life Force.
Yet the result left him horrified.
He discovered that every time he went all out to dispel the poison, not only did he fail, the poison actually became even more severe...
Before, he could still use fifty percent of his strength.
As time passed, he could only use twenty percent.
How was he supposed to fight like this?
At that moment, the Earth Corpse’s voice Suddenly echoed through the empty Burial Ground, carrying a hint of mockery and disdain:
"Just with you, you want to undo the Heavenly Blood Curse of our Extraterritorial Blood Clan? Heh, that’s utterly laughable. Then inside you also flows a trace of Blood Clan bloodline, but it’s nothing more than a mongrel mixture. Compared to our pure Blood Clan bloodline, it’s as far apart as Sky and ground."
"You think that with that paltry bit of power, you can challenge the wisdom and strength of our Extraterritorial Blood Clan?"
The Earth Corpse’s words were like a Sharp Blade, each word Cutting into Dracula’s mind.
Dracula knew full well that his situation At the moment was extremely perilous, but the pride and defiance in his heart would not allow him to bow his head.
He gripped the Sword in his hand tightly, his gaze blazing. Even though his body had gradually grown weak, his fighting will only became more resolute.
"We are not mongrels... We Vampires have nothing to do with your Extraterritorial Blood Clan! We are an independent race. The noble Vampire race!"
"Hahaha～～～～" Yet these words only drew the Earth Corpse’s ridicule.
The Earth Corpse’s will was the Blood Clan Young Master’s will.
The Blood Clan Young Master looked down on the Vampire race. This race was somewhat similar to Their Extraterritorial Blood Clan and was regarded by Them as the mongrels of the Extraterritorial Blood Clan.
Once, the Blood Clan Young Master had tried to win them over, to make the Vampires serve him, but unfortunately he had been refused.
That made him look down on them even more.
"A mongrel is a mongrel. If you want to prove you’re not mongrels, that your bloodline is noble, then use your Bloodline Power to Break through the Heavenly Blood Curse of our Extraterritorial Blood Clan. If your bloodline is nobler than ours, you’ll be able to shatter it..."
"What a pity—you can’t. That only proves what I said is fact..."
The Earth Corpse’s words were like blades stabbing into Dracula’s heart.
He very much wanted to prove something, but unfortunately, every attempt at proof ended in failure.
Every time he rammed against the poison in his body, he failed...
"Hahaha..." This only aroused even more disdainful mockery and hysterical laughter from the Earth Corpse.
"Still, at least your bloodline is a bit more noble than that of lowly Humans. Then you’re a mongrel, but you can still feed on Human fresh blood. That means that on the Food chain, you’re higher up than They are."
"You fall short of those above, but At least you surpass those below. You should learn to be content..."
As the Earth Corpse spoke, his gaze shifted to Lin Dong.
"Lin Dong, you’re actually smart. Unlike this Vampire mongrel, you didn’t rashly use Bloodline Power to forcibly detoxify."
"That way, you’ve avoided its backlash and can still exert forty to fifty percent of your strength."
"However, with forty to fifty percent of your power, even if you use Sword two, you still pose no threat to Me. My advice is that you obediently Roll off to the side. Don’t keep getting in my way of obtaining that Ice Coffin and the treasures within the Ice Coffin..."
"Otherwise, I don’t mind killing you first, then taking the treasures..."
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to kill Lin Dong, he just felt that seizing that Ice Coffin and the treasures in the Ice Coffin was more important than killing Lin Dong.
As for killing Lin Dong, that could wait till later.
Lin Dong heard his words and Laughingly Said with a cold smile.
"With forty to fifty percent of my power, even using Sword two is enough for Me to kill you. But, it hasn’t come to that yet. I’ll first purge the poison from Myself, then Come again and spar with you..." Lin Dong said.
"Hahaha... arrogant! With forty to fifty percent of your power, and Sword two, you think you can wipe Me out? What shameless boasting." The Earth Corpse Couldn’t help but laughed hysterically.
"And you want to detoxify? That’s ridiculous. You Humans are a lowly race; you can’t even compare to the mongrel Vampire race, and you still want to compete with our Extraterritorial Blood Clan? You... what?"
However, before he could finish, he saw Lin Dong activating his Bloodline Power.
Then he saw something happen on Lin Dong that left him in Shock.
Only to see Lin Dong, using Bloodline Power, forcing the poison out of his body.
The poison turned into Blood Mist, leaving his body.
"Impossible, how is this possible! How can you forcibly remove the poison of the Heavenly Blood Curse? And so easily at that."
The easier it was, the more it meant Lin Dong’s Bloodline Power was higher than that of Their Extraterritorial Blood Clan. And much higher.
The more Levels higher, the faster and easier detoxification would be.
Lin Dong said calmly, "Looks like the bloodline of your Extraterritorial Blood Clan is nothing special after all."
"You Extraterritorial Blood Clan are the real lowly race you spoke of!"
"We Humans have been called the primate race since ancient times, standing above all races. How could we be something you Extraterritorial Blood Clan can look down on?"
At this moment, the Earth Corpse also began to doubt life.
A look of utter disbelief covered his Face.