Chapter 1135: Alistair’s New Abilities
This was undoubtedly a scene that the previous Ring Heavenly Envoy had never experienced in reincarnation.
Alistair, who was not recorded on the system panel, was finally engraved upon it.
“Come out, Alistair.”
Eivass, without a second thought, threw out the card in his hand. The Illusion Card, now resembling a two-dimensional game card, split into a cloud of blood mist. Half-transparent, bloody tentacles unfurled and surged out, then instantly retracted inwards, revealing the petite Alistair.
She was still wearing the same thin and simple white dress, but her arms were now adorned with many slender bracelets, necklaces, anklets, and leg chains made of gold. The entire person looked like a moving wind chime, emitting the sound of metal clashing with even the slightest movement.
Eivass could recognize at a glance that the essence of these items was a seal. Gold was the metal of the Path of Balance, and it was now used here to bind the power of the Perfect Being.
Alistair’s pupils were still blood-red… but compared to the dark red, like blood or red wine, they were now more transparent, closer to bright ruby and pink. Her black long hair had grown even longer, reaching the floor… or rather, she had become shorter, but her hair had not followed suit.
After being summoned by Eivass, she arched her back like a cat and stretched.
“This is great,” Alistair sighed leisurely. “I don’t have to be suppressed by the Hourglass anymore…”
Although she had gone from level 50 to 51, still belonging to the Sixth Tier, with the breakthrough of the Path of Love’s limit, Alistair, like Viness, would no longer be suppressed to having only three minutes of action time like Ultraman.
Her languid voice, the aroma emanating from her body, every movement, every gesture, was enough to tug at others’ will and make their joy dance at their fingertips. It was a similar feeling to the Swan King—in the face of that power, even Eivass felt that his body was not entirely under his own control. It was not an invasion of Extraordinary Power, but a manipulation from the underlying code. Because Eivass felt no resistance of being invaded or influenced, and therefore no way to resist. It was like how humans cannot resist gravity, or rather…
“…Is this [Law]?” Eivass murmured in a low voice.
Compared to Viness’s Fallen Law, Alistair’s power was more intuitive—after all, Viness could not use her Law power against her own Master. Alistair’s power, on the other hand, was neutral… just as Bloodthirsty Art was a buff, and Mechanical Mind was also a buff. The ability to control “desire” was not inherently good or bad. Because desire itself was neither good nor bad.
“What can you do now?” Eivass asked, simultaneously grabbing Alistair’s waterfall-like black hair. “This hair is a bit too long… can you make it shorter?”
“Of course,” Alistair said smiling, and then waved her hand over her head.
The hair visibly shortened—but when it reached a certain limit, it suddenly twisted and turned into terrifying snakes! The snakes, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, flew around, startling Arsen. Sherlock also flinched in shock—he was somewhat afraid of snakes. And Alistair’s current malicious joke was clearly intended to scare Sherlock.
But Eivass, entwined by these snakes, remained completely unfazed and unafraid. Because he knew that Alistair, no matter what, could not harm him.
“Medusa? Can this also use petrifying gaze?”
“—Yes, it can even do that… Am I amazing?” Alistair said, retracting the long hair that had turned into snakes, returning it to waist-length black hair.
“Indeed, you are amazing. This is the power of ‘Sacred Blood Baptism’, isn’t it?” Eivass praised, nodding. “To what extent can it go?”
“It can bestow life… Anyway, it’s enough. I can’t be bothered to test the specifics. Just trust my judgment.” Alistair said smiling. “Viness prepared for so long, and she didn’t even use it this time, did she? You originally wanted to use Viness’s curse, tethering, weakening, and suppression to fight the Blood Heavenly Envoy, right?”
“…Indeed.” Eivass glanced at Little Cain, who was looking at him blankly, and nodded slightly. Cain’s life force was too tenacious. If she had enough ‘blood packs’, it would be practically impossible to kill her one by one; it would be exhausting to death… Fighting a protracted war against the Path of Love, which had the most vigorous life force, sounded absurd.
But from a game perspective, Eivass was not afraid of this kind of tank BOSS. —Just a pure target. The Path of Love was the power of the Origin River of Creation. Just as a Witch could create Werewolves and concoct a large number of incredible potions, a Witch could attach the power of animals to her own body, and Fairies could create various divine weapons and sharp blades… the Path of Love was not very good at fighting. The essence of the Blood Lord’s abilities was to create a universal mana, “blood qi,” to imitate the abilities of other Paths. The Blood Heavenly Envoy creating the Child of the Moon, the Child of the Moon creating his own relatives, or condensing blood into various tools when using Blood Heavenly Envoy divine arts… all had the same essence. Compared to the Fallen Heavenly Envoy, whose dangerous mechanics involved instant kills and random rebellions, the Blood Heavenly Envoy was much easier to understand. It was the most purely “hit what appears,” “dodge what appears” athletic event-type BOSS, where one was basically always running.
And for an enemy that theoretically possessed infinite life force, the method of defeating him was relatively simple. —That was curse. Simply put, it was stacking.
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The Child of the Moon’s own longevity and blood thirst was a curse; they had curse vulnerability. Just like it was difficult to stop people from entering and exiting when the neighborhood gate was always open—to keep this curse effective, one couldn’t let the curse self-decay, could they? The Blood Heavenly Envoy was the same… He was also bound by the curse of “love.” If he was unwilling to give up his admiration for Hengwo, he could not be immune to curses. It was only necessary to stack. In the original game, fighting the Blood Heavenly Envoy also relied on NPC mechanics—the Blood Heavenly Envoy would repeatedly recover and become stronger, his damage increasing, turning him more and more into a monster, but his actions would also become more sluggish. This was a manifestation of being eroded by curses… these percentage-based stacking curses would become increasingly outrageous. From a noble youth, to a ferocious and bloodthirsty warrior, to a strange beast that had lost its humanity, to a giant and hideous demon dragon… and finally, he would briefly regain his sanity and fight with all his might in human form. This was the Blood Heavenly Envoy’s combat process. This was also why Eivass, knowing that the Blood Heavenly Envoy’s strength was theoretically uncapped and that he was constantly hunting Children of the Moon, was not particularly anxious—because Little Crow Viness was the trump card that countered the Blood Heavenly Envoy! DOT-type abilities were most suitable for fighting these immobile meat shields with low damage and control resistance; they would feel very good to play, without the problem of “dying before the stacks could build up.” Although game mechanics and reality were not strictly the same, the information was universal. And the accuracy was very high. Only some subtle details, unknown to the Ring Heavenly Envoys, would have minor differences… for example, the Banquet Master’s alcoholic liver.
“Then what about your Authority?” Eivass pressed further. “I know what Viness can do because her abilities are the moves of a Fallen Heavenly Envoy. But the Blood Heavenly Envoy…”
“The ability of Creation·Bloodline… is to be able to customize one’s own ‘Child of the Moon.’ As long as the ability core has blood, it’s fine. Whether it’s a Ghoul, a Vampire, or a Zombie, it’s all right… Specific settings like whether a Vampire can eat human food, whether they are afraid of garlic, flowing water, sunlight, or silver objects are all set by me.”
“However, once this Authority is used, unless all descendants die, a second descendant cannot be created.” Alistair pondered. “I plan to go back and try this on Sharky. What do you think?”
“As you wish,” Eivass said indifferently. “Just don’t create a biological crisis for me. What about the Authority of the Desire Domain? It looks like… brainwashing?”
“Oh, this is not it. This is the power from the other side of the Heavenly Envoy Fragment that the Blood Heavenly Envoy did not accept back then.” Alistair shook her head, clearly more interested in this ability. “It’s more like a… resurrection ability? I can reshape a tangible ‘entity’ for an intangible ‘mind.’ For example, I can copy and save the mind of someone who is about to die and shape a container to store it, such as a box, a skull. Like cyber ascension. If a new form can be shaped, it can even accommodate this consciousness. Because what is left is not the soul, but a copied personality, it will not trigger the Hourglass’s prohibition. Or…”
At this point, Alistair suddenly paused, making eye contact with Eivass. They thought of the same thing.
“…Or, merge with the Swamp Dweller to form a completely new person.” Eivass said in a low voice.
(End of this chapter)
