Free Web NovelChapter 297: Chapter 297: Five New Sirelines
The first to be recognized was, naturally, Lucian Holloway.
Originally, he hailed from the world of Morris, a civilization whose technological advancement far surpassed that of Earth, even before the descent of the System. freewёbnoνel.com
Back then, Lucian was merely a scientist driven by an insatiable curiosity.
His greatest desire was to study the Tower, the System, the Gates, and the countless supernatural creatures and mysterious forces that had emerged alongside them.
It was this very obsession that eventually caught the attention of Amaya Kuroyami, one of the noble vampires.
Intrigued by his exceptional talent for studying, cataloging, and documenting supernatural phenomena, she chose to turn him into a Plebeian Vampire.
From that moment onward, Lucian’s life took a dramatic turn.
Over the years, through countless trials and achievements, he rose through the ranks until he became one of the trusted individuals within the inner circle of the great Emperor of the Empire of Ouroboros.
His accomplishments eventually earned him an even greater honor: being elevated into a Noble Vampire directly by the Vampire Progenitor himself.
However, Lucian’s transformation was far from ordinary.
He became a Superior Noble Vampire who possessed traits inherited from multiple races.
In fact, he was the very first Superior Vampire ever created by Damian.
Naturally, he did not possess the complete racial essences that Damian’s wives had inherited.
Their existence remained a unique exception.
Nevertheless, Lucian inherited enough racial traits to grant him a level of potential that surpassed every other Noble Vampire in existence.
Although his potential still fell short of Damian’s wives, it was more than sufficient to place him leagues above ordinary Noble Vampires.
Following his evolution into a Superior Noble Vampire, Lucian awakened a unique bloodline ability of his own, an ability personally named by Damian:
[Bloodsmith]
The power allowed him to shape blood into virtually any form or structure imaginable.
Whether used for offense, defense, construction, or countless other applications, its versatility was extraordinary.
Combined with Lucian’s brilliant scientific mind, the ability became even more terrifying than it initially appeared.
There was little doubt that he possessed both the qualifications and the merit necessary to be recognized as the leader of a Noble Vampire Clan.
Everyone present understood what it meant to recognize a Noble Vampire as the head of a newly established clan.
It was far more than a simple title. It was a promotion into the higher ranks of the vampire political hierarchy.
As the leader of a Noble Vampire clan, one would enjoy privileges inaccessible to ordinary nobles.
They would possess the right to compete for the rank of Count, gain a voice in matters concerning the entirety of Nightingale, and even influence decisions that affected the vampire race’s highest echelons.
Furthermore, they would be granted lands and territories of their own, domains where they could nurture their clan, expand their influence, and cultivate armies loyal only to them.
For that reason, the opportunity to found a noble clan was considered one of the greatest honors among the noble vampire races.
"Have you prepared to shed all your blood for the fruition of the vampire species?"
The voice of the Vampire Progenitor reverberated like celestial thunder, shaking the very fabric of Nightingale.
Invisible waves of energy swept across the world, dyeing everything beneath the heavens in a crimson glow.
Yet despite the world-altering phenomenon unfolding before them, not a single vampire felt oppressed.
No pressure descended upon them.
No fear gripped their hearts.
Instead, a cool sensation washed over their bodies.
It was neither chilling nor uncomfortable.
Rather, it was soothing, as though they were being embraced by the night itself.
Deep within their instincts, they could sense that something extraordinary, something far beyond their understanding, was taking place.
Inside the throne hall, now immersed in a sea of crimson light, silence reigned supreme.
Not even the faintest sound could be heard.
The Noble Vampires appeared dazed, yet they had not lost consciousness.
Their eyes remained clear, their minds alert, and their attention unwavering as they waited for Lucian to answer His Majesty’s question.
At the far end of the hall, the Vampire King’s figure had become distorted beyond recognition.
The nobles could no longer perceive his true form.
All they could see was a colossal silhouette forged from darkness and blood.
It occupied the entire end of the throne hall, an unfathomable existence covered in countless eyes of red, white, and purple.
The sight resembled a nightmare given form.
A creature that should have inspired terror merely by existing.
Yet none of the nobles felt fear.
On the contrary, their hearts burned with fanaticism.
The scene reminded them of the absolute and unquestionable power possessed by the Vampire Progenitor.
No.
Not merely the Vampire Progenitor.
Damian.
The Emperor of the Myriad Worlds.
The Primordial Progenitor.
The terrifying state he currently displayed was not a deliberate show of power.
It was the manifestation of the providence, destiny, and accumulated karma of the entire vampire species.
As the sole ruler of the vampire race, the embodiment of its authority, and the supreme existence standing at its pinnacle, the fate of the species naturally converged upon him.
And in this moment, that immeasurable weight was being revealed through the appearance of the Vampire Progenitor himself.
"Yes."
Lucian uttered a single word of acknowledgment.
The instant the word left his lips, a thin blue light manifested in the center of the throne hall.
It spun like a miniature globe of sparkling blue water, no larger than a golf ball.
The moment it appeared, it shot through the air and merged into Lucian’s body.
As it did, a hazy memory surfaced within his mind.
At first, it was nothing more than an indistinct fog.
Yet within moments, the veil parted, revealing a single word.
A name.
The name that would forever become the name of his clan.
"Hetorion."
Lucian spoke the word aloud.
He hadn’t consciously chosen it.
The name simply escaped his lips as though it had always belonged to him, as though it was the most natural thing in the universe.
Everyone within the throne hall heard it clearly.
Not just those gathered before the throne.
Every single vampire across the world of Nightingale heard the name echo within their minds.
The name of a brand-new Vampire Noble Clan.
[Conditions Have Been Met]
[As per the will and acknowledgment of the King and Progenitor of the Vampire Race, a new Vampire Noble Clan has been established.]
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[Noble Clan: Hetorion]
[Founder: Lucian Hetorion]
[The 13th Noble Clan of Vampires directly sired by the Progenitor of Vampires]
[Clan Ability: Bloodsmith]
[Bloodsmith: Able to create structures and constructs from blood with the potential to become weapons, tools of war, and objects of immense destruction.]
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[A vampire clan renowned for its ability to shape the blood flowing through their veins and the blood of those they have slain into structures, constructs, and devastating instruments of destruction.]
The system notification appeared before every being who possessed vampire blood within their veins, no matter how diluted that bloodline had become.
Every one of them saw it.
Every one of them heard it.
But that wasn’t all.
At that very moment, vampires throughout the world felt a subtle yet undeniable change within themselves.
Their bloodlines had become stronger.
None of them understood why.
None of them knew how.
What they didn’t realize was that it was the result of Providence.
The moment the Vampire Progenitor acknowledged the creation of a new noble clan, the Providence of the entire vampire species surged upward.
The birth of a new sireline represented growth.
It represented expansion.
It represented the flourishing of the vampire race itself.
And in this weakened universe, where every race struggled for survival and dominance, the flourishing of a species naturally increased its Providence.
As the first new noble clan was officially established, the Providence of all vampires rose by a considerable margin.
Damian closed his eyes as he silently observed the invisible and spiritual changes spreading throughout the universe.
The increase in Providence was not limited to the vampires alone.
The very fabric of fate had shifted ever so slightly.
A faint smile formed on his face.
Then he opened his eyes and looked toward the remaining four noble vampires standing before him.
Each of them waited patiently for his acknowledgment.
Without wasting any time, Damian proceeded to acknowledge them one after another.
Each acknowledgment gave birth to a new noble clan.
Each new clan established a brand-new sireline descended directly from the Progenitor.
And with every clan that came into existence, the Providence of the vampire race continued to rise.
By the time Damian finished, four additional noble clans had been born.
Five new noble clans in a single day.
Five new sirelines added to the foundation of vampire civilization.
A feat unprecedented in the history of the race.
And with each new clan, the vampires of Nightingale could feel their bloodlines growing stronger as the Providence of their species climbed to heights it had never reached before.
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[Noble Clan: Shinowa]
[Founder: Kiriyu Shinowa]
[Status: The 14th Noble Clan of Vampires, directly descended from the Progenitor of Vampires.]
[Clan Ability: Shield Creation]
[Shield Creation: The Shinowa Clan possesses the ability to create and manipulate shields composed of pure energy. These shields can be shaped and strengthened according to the user’s will, possessing the potential to evolve into an absolute defense capable of resisting even the most devastating attacks. At its pinnacle, this ability can generate shields of limitless scale and durability.]
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[Noble Clan: Wichura]
[Founder: Carrion Wichura
[Status: The 15th Noble Clan of Vampires, directly descended from the Progenitor of Vampires.
[Clan Ability: Wind Creation]
[Wind Creation: Members of the Wichura Clan wield authority over the wind element, allowing them to create and manipulate air currents at will. With sufficient mastery, this power can unleash devastation comparable to natural disasters, reducing entire cities to rubble. A unique trait of the clan is their ability to fly freely through the air without the need to manifest their vampire wings.]
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[Noble Clan: Morge]
[Founder: Lydia Morge]
[Status: The 16th Noble Clan of Vampires, directly descended from the Progenitor of Vampires.]
[Clan Ability: Teleportation]
[Teleportation: Vampires of the Morge Clan possess the ability to instantly transport themselves to any location within their field of vision. As long as a destination can be clearly perceived, they can teleport to it without restriction. Through greater mastery, they can extend this power to transport other beings and objects, with the potential to move immense quantities simultaneously.]
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[Noble Clan: Raigun]
[Founder: Karin Raigun]
[Status: The 17th Noble Clan of Vampires, directly descended from the Progenitor of Vampires.]
[Clan Ability: Monsterization]
[Monsterization: The Raigun Clan possesses the ability known as Monsterization, a transformation that causes the user to rapidly develop the traits of powerful monsters. This transformation dramatically enhances the vampire’s physical attributes and combat prowess. The form taken during Monsterization varies depending on the individual’s nature, bloodline, and circumstances. As their power grows, members of the clan can develop a vast array of monstrous abilities, granting them immense versatility and destructive potential.]
