Free Web NovelChapter 127: Powers of Truth
Victor began to walk slowly toward the central platform while thousands of eyes followed his every move inside the gigantic underground chamber. The entire environment seemed different now. Heavier. More watchful. Even arrogant participants had stopped talking at that specific moment.
Because after the absurd destruction caused in the arena...
No one looked at Victor Valentine as just "Serafall’s son" anymore.
Now he was a problem.
A monstrous problem.
The priests positioned around the main structure remained tense as they watched him calmly approach with his hands in his pockets. Some of them still seemed slightly pale after the pressure released earlier by the Great Disciples.
But now...
Now there was something different in the air.
Victor realized it immediately.
The Primordial Blood reacted to his approach.
The red droplets suspended above the platform began to slowly vibrate within the crystalline containers. Small ripples constantly appeared on the liquid surface as if it were alive.
And honestly...
It was.
Victor stopped before the central structure as one of the priests approached, holding a small black vessel covered in ancient runes. The man clearly tried to maintain a professional posture, but Victor could perfectly hear his accelerated heartbeat.
Nervousness.
Fear.
Curiosity.
All mixed together.
"Participant Victor Valentine," the priest said, trying to sound firm. "Receive the blessing of the Primordial."
Victor almost laughed hearing that.
Blessing.
If that old man knew exactly the kind of "blessing" Carmilla gave him in the early hours of the morning, he would probably spontaneously combust.
The priest then slowly handed over the small vessel.
Victor took the drop.
And in that instant...
The world seemed to hesitate for a second.
The narrator of that story perfectly understood that moment.
Because that wasn’t just blood reacting.
It was recognition.
The small red drop remained floating above Victor’s palm, emitting slow pulses of absurdly dense blood energy. Unlike the previous drops, this one seemed... agitated.
Almost animated.
Victor observed it silently for a moment.
Then he smiled slightly.
"...Hi to you too."
The nearest priest’s eyes widened slightly.
"She... reacted?"
Another priest immediately hardened his expression.
"Impossible."
Victor simply brought the drop to his mouth.
And drank.
The effect was instantaneous.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM.
The entire underground chamber trembled violently.
Not like a common explosion.
It felt like an earthquake.
The gigantic columns shuddered as rivers of blood spilled into the side channels and literally began to vibrate in reaction to the monstrous energy exploding from Victor’s body.
The pressure was so absurd that dozens of participants immediately fell to their knees.
Some fainted on the spot.
The weaker priests were thrown to the ground as if struck by an invisible wave.
Charlotte passed out instantly.
Emma grabbed her by the collar before the girl hit her face on the floor.
"...Ridiculous," Emma murmured as the book itself began to tremble in her hands.
Jake Valentine’s eyes widened for the first time since the beginning of the Ritual.
Leon Valentine finally lost part of his usual neutral expression.
Grace...
Grace simply watched Victor as if witnessing an impossible creature emerge before her.
Because it didn’t look like a vampire receiving empowerment.
It looked like a monster awakening.
The smell of blood filled the entire chamber.
But it wasn’t an ordinary smell.
It was heavy.
Ancient.
Violent.
The dense aroma invaded the lungs of everyone present as an absurd, predatory sensation began to crush the entire environment. Several participants immediately began vomiting blood, unable to withstand the overwhelming biological pressure emanating from Victor.
Even veteran vampires in the upper corridors began to show real tension.
The blood energy around him was completely out of control.
No.
Worse.
She seemed happy.
Victor stood still in the center of the platform as his own body absorbed the drop of blood from the Primordial at a monstrous speed. Red veins slowly began to emerge on his neck as his eyes acquired an absurdly intense glow.
Then he took a deep breath.
And the floor beneath him cracked completely.
CRAAAAAAAAAAAAACK.
The central platform partially sank under the pressure released by his body as invisible waves continued to crush the surrounding environment.
The priests immediately began to activate containment barriers.
"CONTROL THE PRESSURE!" one of them shouted desperately.
Victor didn’t even hear.
Because at that instant...
He was feeling.
Changes.
Many changes.
The Primordial’s blood coursed through his body like living lava as absurd information began to surface directly in his biological instincts.
Blood control.
Regeneration.
Predation.
Absorption.
Resistance.
And much more.
Victor felt his own senses violently explode.
The heartbeats of those present became absurdly clear.
The blood flow of each participant became audible.
The emotional scent of the people began to differentiate in the air.
Fear.
Desire.
Violence.
Rage.
Everything had a scent now.
Victor slowly smiled.
"...Oh."
The smile widened.
"...This is really cool."
Then he began to laugh.
A loud laugh.
Genuinely amused.
While the entire environment continued to tremble around him.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The participants watched in complete shock.
Because Victor didn’t seem to be suffering.
He didn’t seem to be fighting for survival.
He looked like someone opening a birthday present.
The monstrous smell of blood grew even heavier as Victor involuntarily released some of the energy circulating within him. Some weaker participants simply passed out again.
Even veteran guards began to sweat profusely.
Charlotte partially woke up only to faint again seconds later.
Emma stared at it in absolute silence.
"...This doesn’t make sense."
Jake clenched his teeth violently.
Because now he understood.
Victor wasn’t just above the ordinary participants.
He was above the Grand Disciples themselves.
And that was a monstrous problem.
Far above, in the upper levels reserved for the important figures of the Valentine Family, the environment had also completely changed.
Several Blood Kings now stood watching the monstrous explosion of blood energy below.
Rias Valentine slowly lowered the wine glass she was holding.
"...What the hell is this?"
Tomas Valentine remained silent for a few seconds before honestly answering:
"...I don’t know."
Because it really didn’t make sense.
Not even absurd prodigies should react that way to Primordial Blood.
It seemed too perfect a match.
Worse.
It seemed like resonance.
Even higher up...
Kayn Valentine watched everything, seated in absolute silence while resting his face on his hand.
Beside him, the Celestial Demon slowly narrowed his eyes.
Rakshasa watched Victor down below with a small smile slowly appearing on her face.
Because she recognized that feeling.
That wasn’t just power.
It was hunger.
Kayn finally spoke after long seconds of silence.
"...Interesting."
Serafall let out a small, nervous laugh from further back.
"Interesting?" she repeated, looking at the partially destroyed hole below. "Victor is practically turning the entire Headquarters into a slaughterhouse."
Chysis remained silent, observing Victor.
Then she sighed slowly.
"...He absorbed it too quickly."
Natasha looked at her immediately.
"What does that mean?"
Chysis crossed her arms.
"It means the blood accepted him completely."
Silence fell immediately.
Because that was absurd.
Even large monsters took time to adapt.
Not Victor.
It seemed like the blood entered his body and immediately decided to live there.
Edgar Valentine, further away, looked close to having a complete nervous breakdown.
The man watched Victor down below, visibly trembling.
Because now...
Now he perfectly understood the magnitude of the mess.
Victor wasn’t just a political problem.
He was a walking disaster.
And Edgar knew very well that people like that didn’t forget betrayal.
Down below, Victor finally began to slowly control some of the monstrous energy leaking from his own body. The chamber’s tremor gradually subsided as the rivers of blood around slowly returned to normal.
But the smell...
The smell lingered.
Heavy.
Dominant.
Predatory.
Victor then slowly looked at his own hands.
Small red lines glowed beneath the skin for a few seconds before slowly fading.
He could feel it.
Very clearly.
His own body had changed.
Absurdly strengthened.
But not only that.
New abilities existed there.
Things that simply didn’t exist before.
Victor then slowly raised his gaze.
And realized.
Everyone was looking at him.
Everyone.
Participants.
Priests.
Guards.
Veteran monsters on the upper levels.
Grace continued staring at him without even blinking.
Jake seemed genuinely annoyed now.
Charlotte had woken up again only to stare in fright.
Victor observed this for a few seconds.
Then he smiled with immense satisfaction. "...I got some really cool stuff."
Absolute silence remained.
Because nobody knew exactly how to react to the fact that that son of a bitch had received the Primordial Blood and immediately acted like someone testing a new toy.
Victor laughed again as he watched his own hands covered in red lines that slowly disappeared beneath his skin.
The atmosphere remained too heavy for any normal conversation.
Some of the participants remained kneeling, unable to fully bear the monstrous smell of blood spreading through the underground chamber, while several priests were still trying to stabilize the barriers around the main platform.
But Victor...
Victor seemed genuinely satisfied.
Not in the arrogant way typical of young prodigies trying to impress others. In fact, it seemed much closer to someone discovering something absurdly fun for the first time.
He slowly moved his fingers as he felt the new energy circulating within his own body.
This was strange.
Very strange.
The Primordial’s blood didn’t just strengthen him.
It changed something.
Victor could clearly feel something existing within the very blood energy now. Something aggressive. Violent. Unstable. As if something had been waiting to break out since the instant the drop of blood entered his body.
So he simply decided to test it.
Not because he needed to.
Nor because he wanted to intimidate anyone.
Honestly... Victor was just curious.
He slowly raised one hand in front of his face while concentrating some of that newly awakened energy in his fingers.
And then—
CRAAAAAAACK.
A black lightning bolt instantly exploded between his fingers.
The sound ripped through the entire underground chamber like thunder compressed into a space too small. The black energy coursed violently through Victor’s arm while small fissures appeared in the air around the electrical discharge.
Several participants immediately recoiled.
Some literally fell to the ground in fright.
Because that didn’t seem like ordinary electricity.
The black lightning carried something wrong.
Something monstrously hostile.
The energy moved like living snakes slithering across Victor’s skin while small crimson particles appeared around the dark lightning bolts.
Then—
FOOOOSH.
White flames appeared soon after.
The reaction was instantaneous.
The entire atmosphere became even heavier.
The flames didn’t illuminate the area as normal fire should. In fact, they seemed to consume the surrounding light while partially covering Victor’s arm along with the black lightning bolts.
Absolute silence filled the chamber.
Because that...
That was definitely not normal.
Victor silently observed his own hands for a few seconds as the black lightning bolts slowly coursed across his body along with the absurdly dense white flames.
The released blood aura violently intensified instantly.
BOOOOOOM.
A new wave of pressure crushed the entire area.
This time more controlled.
But infinitely more dangerous.
The smell of blood became so intense that dozens of participants immediately began to lose consciousness again. Some nearby priests literally passed out standing before collapsing to the ground completely unconscious.
Veteran guards instinctively retreated.
Even experienced vampires began to show real fear.
Because that energy...
It didn’t seem like vampire energy.
It seemed like some living calamity.
Victor then looked at his own arms covered in black lightning and white flames as a smile slowly spread across his face.
"...Holy shit."
His voice came out genuinely impressed.
"...This got pretty fucking awesome."
Black lightning exploded violently around his body again as white flames grew for a few seconds, forming something resembling a distorted crown behind his back.
The overwhelming pressure caused parts of the chamber’s columns to begin to slowly crack.
CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.
The priests almost panicked immediately.
"B-BARRAILS!" one of them shouted desperately.
"STABILIZE THE ENVIRONMENT!"
"HE’S GOING TO DESTROY THE CHAMBER!"
Victor heard that.
Then he blinked.
"...Hm?"
As if only now he had realized that absolutely everyone was terrified.
He slowly looked around.
Frightened participants.
Priests almost fainting.
Tense guards.
Jake Valentine looking at him like someone facing a natural disaster.
Grace completely still, observing every detail of that absurd energy.
Charlotte clung to Emma’s leg after waking up once again.
Emma... honestly seemed close to reevaluating her entire logical existence.
Victor then looked again at his own hand covered in black lightning.
And simply closed his fingers.
FOOOOSH.
The white flames vanished instantly.
CRACK.
The black lightning disappeared soon after.
All the monstrous pressure vanished as if it had never existed.
The silence grew even worse.
Because Victor made it seem too easy.
Effortless.
Difficult.
As if he had simply switched something off.
He put his hands back in his pockets while the entire chamber was still trying to recover from the absurd pressure released seconds ago.
Then he tilted his head slightly.
Confused.
"...What was that?"
No one answered.
Because no one knew exactly how to answer that.
Victor really didn’t seem to understand the problem.
And honestly...
That was precisely the most terrifying detail.
He didn’t seem like someone intentionally displaying power.
There was no exaggerated arrogance.
There was no monstrous pride.
Victor simply tested his newfound abilities like someone trying out a newly purchased toy.
And the result nearly killed half the room.
Jake Valentine slowly clenched his teeth as he watched Victor, completely relaxed, in the center of the destroyed platform.
Because now he understood perfectly.
The difference between them wasn’t small.
It was absurd.
Jake trained for years.
He was called a prodigy since childhood.
He received monstrous resources from the entire Valentine Family.
And yet...
Victor simply appeared out of nowhere and began to completely crush all existing logic in that Ritual.
Further away, Leon Valentine watched in absolute silence.
His normally neutral eyes were now slightly narrowed, carefully analyzing Victor.
Because Leon finally realized something important.
Victor lacked refined control.
Not yet.
That was pure raw talent mixed with monstrous compatibility.
And honestly...
That was even worse.
Because it meant Victor would likely become much more dangerous in the future.
Emma slowly closed her book while observing the small cracks scattered across the chamber’s columns.
"...Unbelievable."
Charlotte immediately pointed at Victor.
"HE’S A MONSTER!"
"...Yes," Emma replied calmly.
Charlotte was silent for two seconds.
"...You agreed too quickly."
Emma completely ignored her.
Grace remained motionless.
But Victor noticed something strange about her now.
The temperature around the girl had dropped dramatically.
Small ice crystals involuntarily formed near her feet while her blue eyes remained fixed on Victor without flinching for even a moment.
She was analyzing.
But not only that.
Grace seemed...
Curious.
High above, in the upper levels reserved for the important figures of the Valentine Family, the atmosphere had also changed drastically.
Several Blood Kings remained in absolute silence after the appearance of the white flames and black lightning.
Because it didn’t resemble normal vampiric techniques.
Rias Valentine slowly uncrossed her legs as she observed Victor below.
"...Was that a unique ability?"
Tomas remained silent for a few seconds before answering.
"...Probably."
That was precisely the problem.
Unique abilities usually took decades to awaken properly.
Some vampires never awakened one in their entire existence.
Victor had just received the Primordial Blood. freewēbnoveℓ.com
And immediately manifested an absurd technique capable of destroying part of the Headquarters structure just by existing.
Rias slowly rested her face on her hand again.
Her smile had disappeared. "...This kid is starting to get scary."
