All Chapters of Blood Of Destruction: Chapter 161
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Friends
The silence that followed was normal. Liam and Emma exchanged glances. Carla watched her mother, her expression complicated.David met Matilda's gaze. He saw the hope there, the hope that maybe, just maybe, there was a path forward.He did not know if there was. But he also did not know if there wasn't."Not immediately," he said finally. "But you can come with us for dinner. After that, we can talk."Matilda nodded slowly. The hope in her eyes flickered but the other half of the sentence reignited it. "Okay, I won't be joining as you have friends with you. But I think you young people should go for food. I will come later to meet you."She turned and followed Erevan, her figure disappearing into the distance. Carla watched her mother go, then looked at David."You're being kinder than I expected," she said quietly as the others couldn't hear."I'm being honest," David replied. "I don't know what I feel about her. But I know I can't keep running from it forever."Carla nodded. She und
Normal Life
David was silent for a moment. He glanced at Carla, who was watching him with curious eyes. She had been present for the entire fifteen years, listening to his explanations, absorbing his understanding. She probably knew more about the fusion than Liam did."The fusion of laws is the next step on the path to the God realm," David said. "It is the process of merging two supreme laws into a single, unified understanding. Time and Space are the two laws I am attempting to fuse. If I succeed, I will transcend the limits of the Universe Lord realm and can break through to the God realm.""God realm? Is that so easy to break through to the God realm?""The God realm is beyond the Universe Lord realm. The fusion of laws is the key to reaching it. How can it be easy? There are other factors as well."Liam leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. "So you're trying to become a god.""I'm trying to become what I was meant to do."The words hung in the air. Liam nodded slowly. Emma st
Tier I
The restaurant was warm and inviting, filled with the smell of roasting meat and fresh bread. The table they had secured was large enough to accommodate David's massive frame, and the food that arrived was plentiful spirit boar roast, glazed vegetables, steaming bowls of rice, and pitchers of cool fruit wine. For a while, there was no conversation, only the sounds of eating and the occasional satisfied sigh.Liam was the first to break the silence, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "You know, David, I've been meaning to ask you something."David looked up from his plate. "What?""Have you heard about the girl who reached Immortal King in just a few centuries? She was in the first competition, back when you were still in the Abyss. Started as an Immortal realm cultivator, barely qualified for the bracket. By the time the competition ended, she had broken through to Immortal King. It was... insane."David raised an eyebrow. "A few centuries? From Immortal to Immortal King?""E
Lyra Voss
Carla nodded. "The Holy Land categorizes geniuses into different tiers based on their potential and progress. Tier III is for those who show great promise but still need time to develop. Tier II is for those who are on the right path and can compete for a seat among the elite. Tier I is for those who have already proven themselves the absolute best of the best.""And you're in Tier I?""I am. So is Lyra." Carla paused. Sophia also added, " I am in Tier II. Liam and Emma are in Tier III."Liam grimaced. "Way to make us feel inadequate, Sophia.""I'm not trying to make you feel inadequate. I'm simply stating facts. The tiers are not a judgment of your worth, they are a reflection of your current progress. You are both talented. You have the potential to reach Tier II, perhaps even Tier I, with time and training."Carla nodded then added, “ it's a ranking which is absolutely fair for everyone.”"Easy for you to say," Liam muttered. "You're already at the top.""I worked for it," Carla s
Future
The conversation continued, flowing from topic to topic with the ease of long friendship. Liam told stories about his training mishaps, Emma shared gossip from the outer zones, and Sophia offered quiet observations that revealed a sharp, analytical mind. Carla listened more than she spoke, but when she did contribute, her words carried weight."So," Liam said, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied sigh. "We've got Tier I, Tier II, and Tier III. What about Tier IV? Or Tier V? Is there a ranking below Tier III?"Carla shook her head. "The Holy Land only recognizes three tiers. Those who don't qualify for Tier III are simply not considered geniuses by the Council's standards. They can still train, still grow, still compete but they don't receive the same resources or opportunities.""That seems harsh.""It is. But it's also necessary. The Council can't give every cultivator in the human race access to the Holy Land's resources. The population is too vast, billions of cultivators acr
Rage
The night had grown late by the time David and Carla returned to the guest palace.The streets of the Holy Land were quiet, the artificial sun having dimmed to a soft twilight glow. The crystalline spires of the inner zone caught the fading light and scattered it across the polished stone pathways, creating patterns that shifted with every step. It was beautiful, peaceful, even but David barely noticed. His mind was elsewhere, turning over the events of the evening, the conversations, the revelations.Liam and the others had departed after dinner, each of them heading back to their own quarters. They had promised to return when they were free, to continue their discussions. David had nodded and smiled, but the smile had not quite reached his eyes.“They don't know,” he thought. “They don't understand what it means to be connected to the Blackwood family. They see Carla and think she's just my sister, a talented cultivator, a friend. They don't see the shadows that cling to our blood.
Stranger
David turned toward Carla, his expression softening slightly."You are the only reason I'm tolerating this conversation. You didn't choose to be born into that family. You didn't choose to be my sister. But you're here now, and you've done nothing wrong. So I'll tolerate your mother for your sake. But that's all."He looked back at Matilda."Now we are just two people working in the same place. Nothing more and nothing less. I am tolerating you because of her. Don't mistake that for family love."Matilda stared at him. Her hands were trembling at her sides. Her eyes were wet, though she had not allowed the tears to fall.She had known this would be difficult. She had known David would be angry. But she had not expected this cold, controlled fury that radiated from him like heat from a furnace. She had not expected him to dismiss his father with such contempt.And that the mention of his father cut deeper than anything else."You better watch your mouth when you speak about your father
Carla
The door closed behind them, leaving Carla alone with the unconscious David and the mysterious woman who called herself Athena.Carla stood frozen near the doorway, her mind struggling to process everything that had happened in the past few minutes. Her brother she had just met, the brother she had hoped to know had nearly lost control. His killing intent had been so powerful that it had filled the entire room, pressing against her like a physical force. She had felt it in her bones, in her soul. And yet, strangely, she had not felt threatened by it. The killing intent had not been directed at her. It had been directed at their mother.“He hates mother,” Carla thought. “He hates her more than I ever imagined.”She looked at David, lying unconscious on the couch. His face was peaceful now, the anger and pain smoothed away by unconsciousness. He looked younger like this, less like a Universe Lord, more like the boy he had once been. The boy who had been thrown away. The boy who had su
ORIGINAL
Mark looked at her for a long moment. Then he spoke, his voice quiet but firm."Things are changing in the Paradise World. This ascension of this world's elevation to Demi-Divine status might be more dangerous than you realize. If you and Arthur want to awaken your children, you need to call back your original bodies. This world will attract attention in a million years. You have that much time to prepare. No more."Matilda stared at him. "What do you mean by that?"Mark sighed. It was a sound of ancient weariness, the sigh of a being who had seen too much and carried too many burdens."This world's ascension is more dangerous than you can imagine or you have known there are unknown factors about this world. And the realm where you and Arthur truly belong is also watching the paradise world. Also Others are watching. And Edward's strength isn't enough to handle the situation."He paused, letting the weight of his words settle."Matilda, let your original body return. Explain everythin
Half-Step Saint
The room was quiet.David lay on the couch, his massive frame somehow looking smaller in unconsciousness. His breathing was steady now the raging storm of killing intent that had nearly destroyed the guest palace had subsided, leaving behind only a profound silence that pressed against the walls like a held breath. The crystal lamps cast soft shadows across the room, and the night outside the windows was still.Carla sat in a chair near the couch, her eyes fixed on her brother's face. She had not moved since Athena had told her to stay. She had not spoken. She had simply watched waiting for David to wake, waiting for answers to questions she was not sure she wanted to ask.Athena stood near the window, her silver eyes distant. She had been watching the stars of the Holy Land, but her attention was elsewhere on the room beyond, on the conversation that had just ended, on the presence of her brother, Mark, who had appeared after eons of absence.The door opened.Matilda entered first. H