Chapter 195: Bloodline

Asna gazed at the terrifying scene, feeling a deep fear rising within her. What kind of bloodline power could create such a spectacle?

Helag stood on the tree, observing the four adventurers with curiosity. He hadn’t done anything yet, so why was this adventurer so afraid of him?

David and Reese had gone to another area with more adventurers. Helag was alone here to deal with these adventurers.

Cain was already guarding the mountain entrance, ensuring no adventurers could escape. Wizards from Base 27 covered all other directions.

Helag wasn’t in a hurry; these adventurers were trapped, doomed.

“Run!” Asna shouted to Sadi and the others. “Run! This man is a monster!”

Seeing her friends frozen, Asna continued yelling.

Helag touched his nose, “Calling someone a monster to their face isn’t very polite, miss.”

Asna bravely stepped forward, urging her friends, “Go now!”

Sadi realized the black-haired man must be powerful for Asna to react this way. She couldn’t leave Asna behind.

Sadi joined Asna, “We can’t leave you here alone.”

The warrior and cleric also moved closer, protecting Asna.

Their unity had brought them this far.

Asna was touched but felt helpless, her eyes filled with despair, “You must go. This man’s bloodline power rivals the gods. We can’t defeat him. I’ll try to delay him, even for a second.”

Her words drew their gaze to Helag.

Rivaling the gods? What kind of evaluation was that?

Sadi felt calm, holding Asna’s hand, “If that’s the case, why run? We knew this day might come when we became adventurers. Dying with you isn’t a bad thing.”

“Bloodline power? You can see my bloodline power?” Helag was surprised. This woman could see his bloodline power rivaled the gods.

The Thunder Ancestor’s bloodline was indeed of the highest tier.

Helag knew the Ancestor was the ultimate power level, the source of all.

Information on the Ancestor was scarce; Helag found only sparse details.

Comparing gods to the Ancestor was inadequate; gods were beneath the Ancestor.

But Asna didn’t know that. To her, gods were the highest power level.

Asna took a deep breath, calming herself.

She couldn’t panic!

She had to save Sadi and the others!

Regaining her composure, Asna knew she couldn’t give up.

If she despaired, Sadi and the others were doomed.

Asna quickly thought of a solution. Fighting was futile; she needed another way.

“Bloodline power…”

Asna noticed Helag seemed surprised she could see his bloodline power, possibly a point to exploit.

Calmly, Asna said, “Sir, can you let my friends go? I’ll stay and answer your questions.”

“Do you have room to negotiate?” Helag smiled.

The situation wasn’t Asna’s to decide. Helag could decide their fate with a thought; Asna had no bargaining power.

Asna’s breath nearly stopped, knowing she had no leverage, but she spoke bravely.

“But I don’t mind. You stay, they can go,” Helag said.

The area was surrounded; these people were doomed.

Except for the spellcaster, the others held no value.

The three were destined to die, whether by his hand or another’s.

Helag was more interested in how this spellcaster saw his bloodline.

After making Great Dark Heaven his innate spell, he could sense bloodline strength, but only vaguely.

This spellcaster seemed to see it clearly.

He decided to keep the spellcaster for a chat.

The others didn’t matter.

Hearing Helag would spare her friends, Asna said, “Sadi, go now!”

“But…” Sadi hesitated.

Helag disliked time-wasters, “Disappear in three seconds, or die.”

“Go!” Asna pushed them.

Tears in her eyes, Sadi hesitated but then ran with the others.

Helag watched them head for the mountain entrance, where Cain awaited.

“Now, tell me how you saw my bloodline power,” Helag asked.

Asna took a deep breath, not answering immediately.

Helag knew she was stalling, hoping Sadi and the others would get far.

“Don’t worry, I’m not interested in chasing them,” Helag said.

Asna realized her ploy was seen through and said, “I have a talent from birth to sense the strength and amount of magic, energy, and bloodline power in others.”

“What did you see in my bloodline?” Helag asked.

Asna described the scene she saw in detail, leaving nothing out.

“So that’s it. She saw the Thunder Ancestor’s bloodline power. An amazing talent, seeing even the Ancestor’s bloodline.”

Helag thought this spellcaster’s ability might also be a bloodline power.

Seeing through the Thunder Ancestor’s bloodline was no small feat, possibly hiding more power.

Helag decided not to kill this spellcaster, thinking she might be useful.

He produced a master-servant contract, presenting it to Asna, “This is a master-servant contract. Drop your blood on it.”

Asna looked at the contract, her mind racing.

Helag said nothing, but Asna knew refusal meant death.

She had no choice, biting her finger and letting her blood fall onto the contract.