2025-08-06 20:56:29A hoarse, delighted voice echoed through the deathly silent side chamber.
"Your holy light is too weak!"
The trainee knight who burst in was named Kyle. The fervent sense of mission on his face froze instantly, replaced by thick bewilderment and absurdity.
What was he talking about?
A filthy fledgling of the Bloodline, an undead that ought to have howled under the holy light and turned to ash, was... mocking him?
Kyle even suspected he was hearing things from being overly tense.
He saw that frail bloodling not only fail to curl up in agony under the holy light's searing heat, but instead slowly straighten his body.
On that pale, handsome face, the muscles that should have been contorted by pain now traced a maddening smile that chilled the heart.The scarlet eyes showed not the slightest fear of holy power; instead they burned with a kind of greed and heat he could not comprehend, like a starving wolf eyeing a lamb!
"Monster! You are desecrating the divine!"
Kyle's faith was struck as never before; he let out a roar, trying to dispel the unease within with sound. He poured more holy light into his longsword, and the blade's radiance immediately brightened by a third.
But to Viridian, it was no different than a cook brushing another layer of honey onto the roast.
He could clearly feel his body undergoing a strange transformation.
Beneath his skin, a kind of hardy force was sprouting. Deep in his soul, that instinctive fear of the Holy Light was fading at a rate visible to the naked eye.
All of this stemmed from the number that kept flashing on the panel.
[Holy Light Resistance: 8/100]
[Tough Skin: 1/100] [Endurance of Pain: 1/100]Not enough, far from enough!
Veridian's heart roared; the helplessness of waiting to die on a sickbed in his past life and the despair of being cast off by his family in this life all transmuted into an extreme craving for power!
He needed more! He needed a stronger stimulus!
Facing the holy longsword thrusting straight at him, Viridian's mind chilled to an extreme calm.
Trying to go head-on was suicide.
On his stat sheet, [Strength: 3], [Constitution: 2]—each far inferior to that fully armored knight facing him.
But he also had his own advantage.
[Agility: 6]!
Also, this corridor shrouded in darkness!
"Trying to run?!"
As Veridian turned and shoved open the rotten wooden door leading inward and tumbled into the pitch black, Kael instinctively drew his sword and followed.
To him, this was nothing more than the death throes of the undead.
Yet the moment he stepped into the darkness, light was cut off and his sight abruptly constricted.
Here, in an instant, it had become Veridian’s hunting ground!
The clan's extraordinary hearing now operated at its peak.
Kael's footsteps, the heavier breathing he made from nervousness, even the faint scraping of armor plates against one another — in Viridian's ears they were as clear as thunder.
A three-dimensional, dynamic humanoid silhouette was instantly constructed in his mind!
Here it comes!
A blade wrapped in sacred light, guided by a knight's combat instinct, thrust precisely toward the spot where Viridian had just rolled and landed.
The blade sliced through the air, but pierced only emptiness!
A strike that missed!
A heavy chill dropped into Kael's chest, a deadly sense of danger crawling up his spine to the crown of his head. He was about to pull his sword back to defend himself, but it was already too late.
Now!
A dark shape, like a viper lurking in the shadows, rose up from the blind spot of his defenses—at his side—silent and ghostlike!
Viridian poured the strength of his whole body into this single lunge; all the resentments and fury of past lives and this one converged in this moment, crystallizing into the most primal, most unadulterated ferocity!
His target was not the sturdy armor, not the parrying sword.
Instead, between the seams of the knight's helmet and breastplate, the only thing exposed—warm and fragile—was the neck!
"Pfth!"
A sharp fang, without the slightest flourish, punctured the flesh with surgical precision and sank into the great artery of the neck!
[Ping! You used the racial ability [Basic Bite]. Current proficiency: 1/100.]
"Huh..."
Kyle let out a short, muffled groan; the long sword in his hand went limp and clattered to the ground.
He stared wide-eyed in terror, able to feel clearly that from the wound at his neck, life and strength were pouring out like a floodgate opened.
And an entirely different force was, through those fangs, greedily surging into the other man's body.
The next second, a sweet liquid he had never experienced before surged into Viridian's throat.
This time the sensation was completely different from when he drank beast blood!
If the animals' blood was merely "food" to fill the belly, then the blood of the paladin before him was like ambrosia mixed from strong liquor and honey!
A burning, overwhelming energy, even carrying a hint of the divine, detonated along his gullet, violently scouring his cold, frail limbs and every bone in his body!
The dark blue panel before his eyes flooded like a breached dam, instantly overwritten by a deluge of information!
[ Ding! You have successfully siphoned fresh blood; passive skill [Blood Siphon] has been unlocked. Current proficiency: 1/100. ]
[ Health +3! ] [ Health +3! ] ...... [Life value has reached the cap 10/10; the overflow is beginning to strengthen your constitution!] [Your constitution permanently +0.1!] [Your constitution permanently +0.1!]But this was only the beginning!
A single, most conspicuous prompt, specially marked by an eerie azure radiance, brazenly popped up and occupied the center of the entire panel!
[Detected target soul infected with "Sin": Slaughter (Level 2), Pride (Level 1)...]
[Underlying world law "Sin Contamination" has been triggered!] [You have successfully consumed the "Blood of Sin" and gained a massive amount of extra proficiency!]Boom!
It was as if a thunderbolt had struck Veridian's brain!
Immediately after came a delirious rapture that made his very soul tremble!
[Holy Light Resistance] Proficiency +50! Current: 58/100!
[Tough Skin] Proficiency +50! Current: 51/100! [Pain Endurance] Proficiency +50! Current: 51/100! [Basic Bite] Proficiency +30! Current: 31/100! [Blood Extraction] Proficiency +30! Current: 31/100!He could clearly feel his fear of the Holy Light greatly diminishing again, a tingling itch spreading beneath his skin as if countless filaments were reweaving him, making it tougher and more resilient!
So... that's how it is!
Viridian loosened his grip, allowing that once-warm body, drained of all life, to go limp and collapse to the ground.
He delicately stuck out his tongue, licking away the last traces of blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes showing not an iota of pity, nor any relief at having survived.
In its place was an unprecedented, extreme fervor and clarity!
The "sins" of this world—the metaphysical energies born of murder, betrayal, and greed—are, to me, the most supreme, most efficient experimental elixirs!
By drinking the blood of sinners, I can grow powerful at astonishing speed!
The so‑called moral dilemma never existed from the very beginning!
I'm not some filthy undead.
I am the scavenger of the night!
Viridian slowly lifted his head, savoring the lingering, supreme sweetness in his mouth—a mixture of power and sin. His crimson eyes pierced the dark corridor and cast their gaze beyond the castle.
The battlefield, once shrouded in holy light and cries of slaughter, had completely transformed in his eyes.
It was no longer the death trap that drove him to despair.
Instead, it had become a...
A hunting ground—rich beyond measure, unbearably tempting—and deadly, waiting for him to reap its harvest!
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