All Chapters of Blood of the Beast God: Chapter 121
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Chapter 121: The White Fleshball
Kaelen felt that familiar rush stir inside him. Behind his back, a faint crimson glow coiled like a living thing, twisting and shifting with every heartbeat. His fingers dug into the hilt of the Bloodthirsty Battle Axe, savoring the surge of power. After a moment, he lowered it, letting his eyes linger on the lingering blood-red light. A faint understanding crossed his face. This was the Killing Value.Among professional adventurers, killing each other was taboo. Their fight wasn’t against one another—it was against the Demon God. Constant infighting? That just drew divine attention, and not the kind you wanted. The Killing Value was a warning. Push it too far, and the gods might turn their backs. But Kaelen didn’t care. Gods might ignore him—but the Demon God wouldn’t.In truth, the Killing Value was a kind of gateway to darkness. Many who succumbed to despair, who let it overwhelm them, ended up in the arms of the Demon God, transforming into Dark Professionals.For Kaelen, it was n
Chapter 122: That Huge Skull
A living, breathing demonstration of ghoul birth unfolded right before Kaelen.The white fleshball didn’t stop. While he watched, it spat out meatballs three separate times. Each time was different—sometimes five ghouls, sometimes three, and once, only one appeared. That lone ghoul wasn’t ordinary; it radiated power, an elite lurking among the mindless shufflers that usually wandered the castle streets.Monster nests often obeyed certain patterns, controlling how many creatures appeared and of what kind. Purple Thorn Castle hadn’t fallen to a ghoul infestation because other monsters patrolled the streets. Any ghoul straying too far was quickly hunted down. The strongest creatures? They maintained their own balance, a weird equilibrium that gave the castle its unsettling, almost haunted vibe. Even Kaelen couldn’t fully figure it out.Then it hit him. This wasn’t just a bunch of monsters—it was a nest. A real ghoul nest. The thought cut through his mind like a blade. A spark lit his eye
Chapter 123: The Nest is Fake?
The day had slipped by faster than Kaelen realized. Dusk was settling over Purple Thorn Castle, painting the sky in streaks of blood-red and gold. And today, unlike most days, the castle wasn’t quiet. Adventurers came and went like a steady trickle, breaking the usual pattern where spotting even one in weeks felt like a rare stroke of luck.Kaelen ran a hand over the tower’s smooth surface. A chill crawled up his palm. Whatever this material was, it wasn’t anything he recognized.The skeleton warrior at the tower’s base lay defeated. The others? They patrolled at a distance. As long as they stuck to their paths, the tower was safe from their reach.Climbing? He hadn’t planned for it. No ropes in the bag. But Kaelen always found a way. He pulled out his black tent, gripped the Bloodthirsty Battle Axe, and slashed the fabric.“Crack! Crack! Crack!”The tent tore into strips. He gathered them carefully, tying pieces together, testing each knot as he went. Soon, he had a makeshift rope st
Chapter 124: Stacked Ghouls
The sky above was impossibly blue, dotted with a few lazy wisps of cloud. It looked like a young maiden in a vivid summer dress, sunlight spilling over the land in golden streams. Purple Thorn Castle didn’t care. Its walls clung to shadow and dampness like old friends. Up on the tower, Kaelen finally felt the rare warmth of the sun—almost shocking in its comfort.The fake ghoul nest was a nightmare. It didn’t just spawn endless ghouls; it devoured them to heal itself. Every attack he made seemed to help it more than hurt it. If it kept feeding, he could be stuck here forever.No. Kaelen ground his teeth. The ghouls would tire—eventually.Fine. Let them. Eat here, drink here, sleep here if he had to. Nothing was going to stop him from destroying this impostor nest.Below, the ghouls started acting strangely. Golden ghouls roared like generals, organizing the chaos. Blunt force alone could do nothing to the tower.And then… the impossible happened.They began stacking. Layer upon layer,
Chapter 125: The Powerful… Kaelen!
The Bloodthirsty Battle Axe sliced through the air, glowing crimson as it carved a perfect arc of destruction. It slammed into a ghoul bursting with pale white essence energy, sending the thing tumbling off the edge of the tower with a nasty, bone-cracking crash.Kaelen kept the motion going, again and again, until it became less about skill and more about endurance. He’d been at it for so long his arms burned. Up here, though, he had the advantage—no more than three ghouls could reach him at once.Perched high on the tower, Kaelen hacked down anything that came close. Each ghoul he struck fell screaming, either crushed by the ones below or shattered by the fall itself. The work was repetitive, almost boring—but safe. And in this hellhole, safety was rare.You have gained combat experience...The notification kept blinking across his log like a taunt. Kaelen couldn’t help but grin. As dull as it was, this was hands-down the fastest way to level up. Nothing else came close.By the time
Chapter 126: Several in a Row
The mage was running for his life. Eyes wide. Face pale. Breath ragged and uneven.He kept glancing back over his shoulder, and every time his gaze landed on Kaelen, the panic in his eyes deepened until it was almost madness.What he’d just witnessed was beyond anything he could process.Two adventurers—dead. Instantly. Gone before they even realized what hit them.That image burned into his mind, shattered his composure, and wiped away every trace of courage he had left. He didn’t think. He didn’t fight. He ran.“Damn bastard! I’ll stab you right up the ass!” the warrior shouted, his voice raw with fury.Everyone breaks differently when death comes for them.The mage’s instinct was flight—Kaelen scared the hell out of him.The warrior, though? He wasn’t afraid. He was furious. So angry that fear didn’t even have room to exist.“Don’t worry,” Kaelen said, his voice flat and cold, each word sharp as a blade. “You’ll be joining them soon enough.”He slammed his foot down and shot forwar
Chapter 127: The Annihilated Five-Man Squad
The warrior hit the ground. Dead.Monsters howled all around, drawn to the chaos like sharks smelling blood. In just a few short minutes, four professional adventurers had already fallen to Kaelen’s hand.Now only the Paladin remained. He stood frozen, his face drained of color, eyes wide and glassy with terror. The confidence he’d shown just moments ago was gone—completely replaced by the cold grip of fear.He didn’t run, though. No, he wasn’t that far gone. He knew that turning his back meant instant death. His only shot at surviving was to stand and fight, even if that meant dying on his feet.Kaelen didn’t hesitate. He charged straight at him, Death’s Grim Shield raised high. The Paladin’s instincts kicked in—he darted to the side. He remembered their last clash, remembered just how much power Kaelen could pour into a single hit. He couldn’t hope to block that head-on.Dodging felt like the right move.Or at least, it should’ve been.But there it was—that glint in Kaelen’s eyes, s
Chapter 128: Another Level Up
The Bloodthirsty Battle Axe sank slowly, its edge dripping red. Kaelen let out a low, rough exhale that almost vanished in the still air. The northern district had finally gone quiet.After wiping out that five-man squad, no one dared to come near him again. Purple Thorn Castle’s entry trial was already brutal—the black crow that guarded the gate didn’t hesitate to slice apart anyone too weak to pass. That bird didn’t care about pity or potential. Only strength mattered here. The weak bled. The strong walked in. Simple as that.Most adventurers only managed to survive because they moved in tightly knit squads. The castle wasn’t huge, but it was dense—every hall, every ruined courtyard crawled with things that would kill you the moment you blinked. Kaelen had deliberately chosen the northern sector; it was quieter, less crowded, perfect for someone who preferred working alone.If he’d gone east, he would’ve stumbled into six other players instantly.Right now, most of them still thought
Chapter 129: The Underground City
Level 12.A faint smile tugged at the corners of Kaelen’s lips. High risk, high reward—that had always been the rule. Purple Thorn Castle had lived up to it. In just a few hours, he had jumped from level 10 to level 12, something few adventurers could ever claim.He glanced at the corpse of the Fake Ghoul Nest sprawled across the ground. Perfect leveling spot… probably a once-in-a-lifetime find. Every last ghoul had fallen to his hand alone.Climbing down from the tower, Kaelen sifted through the remains. One word came to mind: worthless. Not a single item had dropped.His thoughts shifted to the real Ghoul Nest. A spark of determination flickered in his eyes, only to fade quickly. Destroying it? Not yet. Finding it would be enough for now. From his last encounter, he knew his limits. The true nest was far beyond his current strength. All he could do was locate it and report back to Archbishop Aurelia in Faust.Days passed quietly. Slowly, the ghouls began to reappear, scattering in s
Chapter 130: The True Ghoul Nest
Pitch-black. Damp. Oppressively dark. That was the first thing Kaelen noticed about the underground passage.He tightened his grip on the Light Staff, cranking the glow to its maximum. A soft, spreading light pushed back the shadows, but only just enough to see a few feet ahead.The passage wasn’t narrow, but it wasn’t spacious either—barely a meter wide. Two people could walk side by side if they squeezed. Perfect for a fight, Kaelen thought. One man here could hold off an army.The Death Ghost Shield in front of him, he stepped forward cautiously. His brow furrowed. Something about this corridor didn’t add up. This space was far too tight to house a Ghoul Nest. Even the fake one had been massive. The real one might be smaller, sure, but not this small.There had to be a wider area ahead. That was his gut telling him to keep moving.“Tap… tap… tap…”Footsteps. Fast, chaotic, echoing down the tunnel. Kaelen snuffed out the Light Staff, letting it dangle in one hand, and drew the Blood