Chapter 1047: Chapter 146: Thrilling Chapter 1047: Chapter 146: Thrilling The âHoly Bloodâ from the Hall Family had fully activated.
Although Han Dong was not entirely clear about the true origin of the Holy Blood.
It invariably involved a higher being from the World of Fate.
The âHoly Blood,â requiring constant slaughter of evil spirits to maintain its activity, was an eternal curse for the Hall family, turning even some of its members into puppets controlled by the Holy Blood, forcing them to execute Demons.
But for Han Dong, this blood was a powerful weapon against Demons.
Upon accepting the Holy Blood.
Han Dong had completely infused the Holy Blood into his right arm with the approach of subduing the head, adapting the body trunk, equipping the right arm, and the particularity of the Count (who, having been executed by the Holy Sword, had his blood mixed with the Holy Blood, thereby escaping the control of the Blood God).
Additionally, on the night he received the Holy Blood, he was supported and accompanied in practice by the leader of the Scarlet Knights, Duchess Shaia Cornwall.
This complete control allowed him to utilize this special Divine blood for himself.
It could execute Demons and suppress all evil spirits in the Fate Space.
At present.
Han Dong had advanced to the third tier of the Talent TreeââLonely Performerâ.
The Count had even broken through to the Ancestor Body level by utilizing âWall Viewingâ.
Han Dong had even undergone a simulated battle in the Dreamlands the previous night, confronting the Perugia rat alone (excluding its final Madness-infused and Land Deed-fused colossal form), and managed to hold his ground undefeated, barely suppressing the rat now returned to its ancestral form.
Because of this.
Han Dong decided to shake hands with the âbooksellerâ⊠yet, the result was not as good as he had anticipated.
While the Holy Blood indeed caused burn damage to the Spiral Arm, it did not damage its structure, and the bookseller didnât seem inclined to let go⊠enduring the burning of the Holy Blood while maintaining the handshake.
It was then that something bizarre happened.
A dark whirlpool formed between the booksellerâs hood.
It began to absorb everything in front of it, including the books on the stall, the water around the bridge piers, Han Dong who was shaking his hand, and even the bookseller himself.
This odd suction force was superior to Maryâs space, preventing spatial transportation.
Most crucially, the state of the âhandshakeâ could not be broken⊠no matter how much force Han Dongâs right arm exerted, he couldnât free himself.
Seeing this, Han Dong prepared to directly attack the bookseller.
âDeath Method â Netherworld Devouringâ
The figure of Anubis manifested behind him.
Sands began to leak from the pores of his left arm, swiftly constructing a colossal head similar to High Priest Imhotepâs in midair, swallowing the opponent with one gulp.
However.
The spell of Divine death decayed on approaching the black whirlpool, turning into ordinary grains of sand and being drawn into it.
This sight caused Han Dong to break out in a cold sweat.
The Countâs voice in his mind shouted loudly: âNicholas! Cut off your arm quickly⊠itâll be bad if youâre sucked in!â
The Count also strained to help Han Dong break free from the âhandshake statusâ.
But it was to no avail; no matter how much force was applied, it felt as though it was being neutralized by a âwhirlpool forceâ.
Ignoring the Countâs warning, Han Dong refused to accept the advice.
It wasnât that Han Dong didnât consider âcutting off the handâ; he thought of it immediately owing to the regenerative capabilities of his right arm.
But⊠if parts of his body were taken away by the bookseller, intuition told Han Dong that it would be troublesome and might even threaten his life.
Stay calm!
In such a perilous moment, Han Dong forced himself to remain calm.
Perhaps he would be sucked in within three seconds, yet Han Dong had his mind as still as water.
Gazing at the âspiral patternsâ on the Spiral Arm and the rotation direction of the dark whirlpool under the hood, both clockwise⊠this led Han Dong to a solution.
âThe reason I canât pull out my right hand, or break the handshake, is due to the whirlpool force countering my strength. If thatâs the caseâŠâ
Han Dong concentrated his force in his lower body.
Toad Step!
Suddenly, Han Dongâs seemingly ordinary legs expanded to three times their size in an instant.
He forcefully pushed off with his feet!
Following the direction of the spiral, he executed a super-fast aerial flip.
At maximum rotation speed, Han Dong yanked fiercely⊠swoosh! His right hand came free, successfully breaking the handshake.
While spinning, Han Dong also took the opportunity to take a book from a stall.
âVoid Stepâ
One after another, starlit meridians lit up around his calves.
With one step, he covered a distance of ten meters, successfully escaping the absorption range of the black whirlpool.
At that very moment.
The bookseller and his stall were nearly sucked in.
However, Han Dong had no intention of running away.
The consciousness entity swallowed a bright red fruit from the Talent Tree, and its energy was replenished.
Threads of Holy Blood were conjured from between Han Dongâs right arm, solidifying in the air into a crimson spear with his will.
The spear exhibited a DNA double helix structure, seemingly the âself-willâ of the Holy Blood.
âI donât believe you can counter this spearâŠâ
Extracting so much Holy Blood, even Han Dong himself felt uncomfortable.
Since his right arm had special traits of Holy Blood, Han Dong could also achieve âself-blood production,â but the production ratio was about 1000:1, or even more⊠To condense this spear, almost 90% of the reserved Holy Blood was drawn.
Just before the black whirlpool was to close.
Demon Eye locked on,
he stepped forward with his left foot,
his powerful sole stomping the cement ground, creating a ten-centimeter deep crater,
his toes gripping the ground firmly, then, utilizing the spin of his waist, he transferred all his bodyâs strength to his right armâŠ
He threw with all his might!
Whizz! An exploding sound of cleaving air echoed along the Thames, even stirring the water beside Han Dong into meters-high splashes.
The Holy Spear turned into a streak of red light and flew straight towards the target.
It pierced into the whirlpool just before it closed.
Ah~!
Suddenly, a cry filled with sorrow and resentment sounded out⊠and quickly disappeared along with the whirlpool.
Clearly.
This spear had caused real damage to the entity behind the whirlpool.
Whoosh!
With a smile, Han Dong did not stay a moment longer, leaving the lakeside area with swift steps, and using the Toad Pearl inside his body, he directly returned to the hotel.
Just as Han Dong left.
At the scene by the lakeside, a tree along the shaded path had a special trait black candle burning on it, emitting a stronger darkness to cloak an individual.
Within the area shrouded by the dark candlelight, a young woman was suspended by ropes.
It was the front desk attendant from the hotel where Han Dong was staying.
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Hotel room.
Under Han Dongâs arrangements.
Maritzis and Nicole were setting up a âWater Barrierâ in every corner of the room.
Togu Gonzales was also called out.
Using Hell Iron Chains to seal several key areas to ensure they wouldnât be targeted by the âwhirlpoolâ during this period.
Everything was prepared.
Han Dong took out a book and placed it on the desk.
It was the very book he had casually taken from the stall, its cover printed with a whirlpool pattern that discomforted Han Dong.
With all preparations done, Han Dong opened the first page of the book.
No monster crawled out of the book, nor did any spiralization effects appear⊠it was just a very normal book.
The first page.
At the center, a quite delicately drawn whirlpool icon was depicted, below it were four characters written in twisted lines, meticulously depicted in Demon script:
âWhirlpool Cultâ