Virus King - Chapter 320

Chapter 320: Authority Within the Bloodline! The Dance of Slaughter!

TL: YYang

Walker Verne was ecstatic.

Despite not yet completing his second profession transfer, he was undeniably powerful.

He had been hesitant about his direction for the second transfer.

But his strength was beyond question.

The announcement of this First Embrace Ceremony had left Walker Verne utterly thrilled.

He firmly believed that it was a gift prepared especially for him by Her Excellency Lilith!

In Blood Moon City, he was not particularly notable. However, among those below level 30, his strength was unparalleled.

Even that famous contender for this year’s First Embrace Ceremony, Miss Rika, the Hell’s Daughter of the Archduke Zepar, was not worth his attention.

Just a mere human, possessing a trace of the Archduke’s insignificant bloodline—what could that even amount to?!

And now, Walker Verne’s chance had come.

He was going to use this ceremony to make his name known throughout Blood Moon City!

He would become the city’s most dazzling newcomer!

At this moment, before his eyes was a pulsating demonic heart.

He knew exactly what this was.

It was Demon Bloodline Essence.

Moreover, it was of the highest tier—SS-Rank Demon Monarch Bloodline Essence.

With this item, his bloodline potential would easily allow him to ascend to the rank of Demon Earl, perhaps even Marquis or Duke!

He wasn’t far from becoming Her Excellency Lilith’s most trusted confidant!

Indeed, placing this item in the secret realm was clearly Her Excellency’s preparation for exceptional candidates like him.

As for the cloaked figure standing near the Demon Bloodline Essence, their face concealed, Walker didn’t take them seriously at all.

Someone who hid their face like that—how could they be any threat?

He approached the Demon Bloodline Essence step by step. Even with the cunning nature of demons, he couldn’t suppress the greedy flames of desire that consumed him. His eyes were entirely fixated on the high-grade bloodline essence.

In his mind, he already envisioned himself as an exalted figure in the abyss of Hell. Legions of slaves and soldiers knelt before him. His name spread across countless worlds, striking fear into the entire multiverse.

Unfortunately, this beautiful fantasy was shattered by a sudden voice:

“Not bad. The first one to arrive is a fine specimen.”

Walker turned his head unhappily toward the source of the voice. He detested the gaze the figure cast upon him.

That gaze—it was as if he were a slab of meat on a chopping block. Or worse, as if he were merely a meal.

He!

Walker Verne!

Although not a demon, and therefore less prone to their volatile rage, Walker still frowned and said coldly:

“You reckless fool, do you even know who—”

Before he could finish speaking, his words were rendered unnecessary.

The figure had appeared in front of him without him even realizing when or how they moved.

More importantly, before he could react, a crimson claw had already pierced through his throat!

“Grrk… grrk…”

Like a hen being strangled, blood—purple-red and viscous—gushed out of his windpipe, which had been impaled by the Claw Form of the Darklight Virus. The sound it made was almost laughable.

Chen Bai’s gaze remained indifferent. The next moment, a black-red tendril extended from the Claw Form of the Darklight Virus, wrapping around Walker entirely and beginning to writhe.

The digestion process was faster than Chen Bai had anticipated.

In just a matter of seconds, everything was completely absorbed into Chen Bai’s body.

The feedback from the Darklight Virus also provided him with the evolution points he had gained, along with something even more precious: bloodline power.

In Chen Bai’s palm, a miniature Demon Heart, containing pure Bloodline Essence, materialized.

From devouring a low-level demon at level 30, he had extracted C-Rank Demon Essence. It wasn’t exceptionally high, especially compared to what he had gained from killing the director of the Red Star Psychiatric Hospital, whose grade had been far superior.

However, Chen Bai already knew that the first devouring always yielded higher-grade bloodline potential.

For now, he was quite satisfied with this harvest!

“Great Overlord, your talents are so powerful that I am in awe from the depths of my soul!”

Satan’s voice resounded, prompting Chen Bai to recall that he hadn’t severed the demon’s external perception this time. He wasn’t particularly concerned; Satan’s recent behavior had been acceptable, and Chen Bai was reasonably satisfied.

“What is it?” Chen Bai asked casually.

Regarding his Virus Sovereign Talent, Chen Bai shared similar sentiments. Even among SSS-Rank Talents, the Virus Sovereign was undoubtedly in a class of its own.

Not to mention, the devouring ability of the Darklight Virus alone was fearsome enough to strike terror into anything it encountered!

As expected, after a brief pause, Satan added:

“Great Overlord, the power within your talent seems to harbor a form of incredibly potent authority! This authority is perhaps the kind of power the gods themselves covet!”

“Oh?” Chen Bai raised an eyebrow slightly as he gazed at the approaching figures—other demons heading swiftly toward his location. His demeanor remained calm, entirely devoid of any sense of danger.

“Of course, I’ve lost all my own strength and cannot be certain. However, the fact that you’ve obtained the Authority of the Abyss may be directly related to this talent!” Satan speculated.

Chen Bai rolled his eyes. He had hoped this demon could offer some constructive insights, perhaps helping him further develop his talent’s abilities.

Instead, Satan delivered half-baked conjectures and nothing more than sycophantic praise.

Chen Bai couldn’t be bothered to deal with the former King of Hell, whose once-formidable authority was now reduced to mere words, outdated stories, and fragments of ancient knowledge.

Of course, knowledge, experience, and wisdom would always be invaluable treasures—this was indisputable.

While engaging in idle chatter with the exiled king, Chen Bai finally noticed figures appearing in his line of sight. They were rapidly approaching, converging on his location as fast as possible.

Chen Bai collected his thoughts. After sealing Satan’s external perception once again, he abruptly waved his dark robe. In an instant, terrifying Demonic Wings emerged behind him.

True Demon Form!

The power of a Pureblood Demon Sovereign’s Bloodline erupted in full force!

In that moment, Chen Bai entered his peak state, ready to orchestrate a Dance of Slaughter!