Chapter 3222: Exhausted
Chapter 3222: Exhausted
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Then, several members of the Evil Clan once again showed expressions of astonishment, whispering among themselves in low voices, from time to time clicking their tongues in wonder.
"How is it?"
"Mm, confirmed to be the body of the God Clan, and this body was extremely powerful in life, very likely a true heir of the God Clan, most probably of the royal family."
Fang Heng frowned, interrupting, "Wait a second, you just said ’in life’? He’s already dead?"
"Mm, we believe he has been dead for a long time, his soul consciousness completely destroyed, but the powerful flesh still retained vitality, maintaining bodily functions."
Wu Yi nodded lightly and continued, "Even so, desecrating the remains of the God Clan, the spawns would still suffer the wrath of the God Clan."
But to be fair, the spawns were rather capable. On the surface, they appeared to be deeply valued by the God Clan, yet behind their backs, they had actually managed to obtain the remains of a royal family member of the God Clan.
"Alright then," Fang Heng did not continue dwelling on that topic, and said, "the spawns set quite a few tracking restrictions and mechanical devices on the body, is there any way to remove them all?"
"No, it couldn’t be done in a short time."
Wu Yi still shook her head and added, "Also, I bring you bad news: when we came to find you, the fleets of the research institute had already departed, they must have already locked your position in advance, and are on their way to pursue you."
"The secret arts of the Evil Clan allowed us to gain a little time to arrive here first and meet you. According to my estimate, at their current speed, they would probably reach this place within an hour."
Fang Heng turned his gaze toward Zane, the Evil God beside him, and asked, "That teleportation trick you just used, can you do it again?"
Again?
Zane pulled a bitter face and waved his hands repeatedly, refusing, "No, I can’t. My energy is limited, I was sealed for too long, I just recovered a little energy, it’s far from enough to do it again... of course, if you still had Wood of Yin..."
Wu Yi glanced curiously at Zane, the Evil God.
At first glance, Zane seemed to be a human figure made up of a mass of dark mist.
"And this one is...?"
"Hehe, I’m Zane, very pleased to meet you, friends of the Evil Clan, I’ve done quite a few trades with your clansmen before."
Evil God Zane!
Wu Yi’s heart skipped, she thought to herself that she hadn’t seen him before, and suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Fang Heng had an Evil God standing beside him.
"So, if we can’t run, then we’ll just have to fight, huh?" Fang Heng rubbed his brow and looked at the others, "Do you have confidence in handling the spawn pursuers?"
Zane shrank his neck and stepped back two steps, directly showing through his actions what it meant to have absolutely no confidence.
Wu Yi still had her brow tightly locked.
"The loss of the God Clan’s remains is a major event. The spawns have moved with full force this time, their strength is not to be underestimated. The Evil Clan never intended to confront the spawns directly, the help we can provide is limited."
"Got it."
From Wu Yi’s words, Fang Heng got his answer. He shrugged, then turned his head again toward the remains, "Since we can’t win, then we run."
At the moment, his ultimate skill was still on cooldown.
Since they couldn’t fight, then just cut losses in time.
Hm?
Wu Yi looked at Fang Heng and, for a moment, found herself a little surprised.
She found it hard to imagine that "give up" and "run" would appear from Fang Heng’s mouth.
But then, seeing Fang Heng’s actions and hearing what he said next, she understood.
"Of course, after all the hard work, before leaving, we still have to take what benefits we can."
Fang Heng said as he walked over to the God Clan body, flipped his wrist, and a dark-golden short dagger appeared in his left hand, while in his right hand appeared a dark-red round sacrificial bowl of the vampires.
Zane blinked curiously, stepped closer to Fang Heng, and asked suspiciously, "Fang Heng, what are you doing?"
"Bleeding."
Fang Heng said, and with a light stroke of the dagger, he made a small cut on the God Clan body.
Since the source of God’s Blood was the body of the God Clan, then just open the gate and let it bleed!
The Evil Clan members beside Wu Yi were stunned.
So bold?
Daring to directly bleed the God Clan?
Their Evil Clan already had a terrible reputation outside, but compared to Fang Heng, they almost looked benevolent.
Wu Yi didn’t stop him, she only said, "The God Clan has powerful self-recovery ability, obtaining blood from their bodies is very difficult, even the spawns spent great effort just to..."
Halfway through speaking, Wu Yi fell silent.
She saw blood dripping down from the God Clan’s cut wrist, falling into the blood-red bowl in Fang Heng’s hand.
"Forget what I said..."
Wu Yi rubbed her forehead.
She almost forgot.
The vampires were experts in controlling blood.
If he could already easily refine the Seal of God’s Blood, then extracting blood from the God Clan’s body was naturally far easier than for the spawns.
Fang Heng quickly filled one bowl with fresh blood, flipped his wrist, and placed the full bowl into his backpack.
Good!
It could be stored in the backpack!
Fang Heng was relieved, immediately took out another empty bowl, and continued filling it with blood.
God’s Blood could temper bloodlines and enhance the ability to sense domain laws, whether for himself or for quickly boosting the strength of his subordinate vampires; it was extremely useful.
Only, with time pressing and tasks urgent, he couldn’t immediately use God’s Blood to refine his bloodline.
First, bleed!
He could take the blood back and refine it later!
The Evil Clan members behind Wu Yi, after their initial shock at seeing Fang Heng so easily bleed the God Clan remains, soon revealed fervent eyes.
That was God’s Blood!
Even just a trace of God’s Blood could greatly enhance their main body’s perception of domain abilities.
And Fang Heng was filling bowl after bowl!
"It’ll still take a little time," Fang Heng said, turning his head toward Wu Yi, "how long until the spawns arrive? Can you help me buy a bit more time? I’ll pay you."
Wu Yi’s expression grew solemn, and she nodded lightly, "Of course, we’ll do everything we can."
As long as they didn’t fight the spawns head-on, they could still delay the spawns’ discovery of the remains.
Wu Yi exchanged glances with the Evil Clan members behind her, then all nodded together, quickly disappearing into a spatial vortex.
Fang Heng withdrew his gaze and continued drawing blood.
As the blood was absorbed drop by drop from the God Clan’s body, the body’s own released strength gradually weakened, and the skin visibly shriveled.
A pity.
Fang Heng thought to himself.
Although the God Clan’s consciousness had died, the body still possessed extremely strong vitality and activity.
If he could take this thing back, maybe he could develop it sustainably, fatten it up, and bleed it again later.
But most likely, the blood extracted afterwards wouldn’t contain as much power as the blood just drawn.
There was still some time left. Should he simply drain all the holy power and blood remaining in the shell? Exploit it to the very end?