Chapter 1671: Summoning Grand Elder Alucard

Things were far from over, as immediately afterward, a flame with thirty-five colors surged into Gabriel’s flesh, instantly triggering a monumental wave of World Energy.

Although Cain possessed the skill necessary to perform a 36 Revolution Refinement, he deliberately chose not to do so in Gabriel’s case—and for two compelling reasons.

First and foremost, Gabriel could provide little to no assistance during such an intricate process. Thus, every ounce of the immense strain required for the refinement would fall solely upon Cain.

Given the approaching Omega War, Cain simply couldn’t afford to squander precious Spiritual Destiny Force beforehand.

Secondly, and equally crucial, if Gabriel sustained serious or life-threatening injuries in battle, Cain could still employ the 36 Revolution Refinement to rescue him, effectively bringing him back from death’s door. It was a crucial safety net, strategically preserved.

Performing a 35 Revolution Refinement on Gabriel’s body posed little difficulty for Cain, whose cultivation and comprehension had grown immensely. However, what followed was significantly more challenging, and Cain dared not act carelessly.

Drawing in a deep breath, Cain pushed himself to the absolute limits of his concentration, carefully sending the last flame directly into Gabriel’s ego, targeting the core of his Alter-Ego.

Gabriel felt a profound influx of World Energy penetrating deep into his consciousness, instantly adopting a focused, meditative stance. Though his contribution would be minor, Gabriel committed himself wholeheartedly, channeling every bit of his willpower to assist in stabilizing the tumultuous energy.

Cain’s eyes blazed fiercely with scarlet flames and radiant golden light as he meticulously directed wave after wave of World Energy. The process required extraordinary precision, guiding every strand of energy gently yet firmly into Gabriel’s Alter-Ego.

Each passing second felt eternal, yet Cain maintained unwavering focus, stretching his mental capabilities to their utmost extent.

Finally, after what seemed like an endless struggle, every trace of energy had merged seamlessly with Gabriel’s Alter-Ego. At that precise moment, Gabriel’s eyes opened dramatically, revealing an intense, majestic red glow.

The power of multiple Concepts surged powerfully around his body, reacting dynamically to even the slightest fluctuations of his psychic force.

Gabriel had never been extraordinarily talented in the Ego Eternal Path of Power. His rapid growth until now had stemmed primarily from his unmatched willpower. Yet, with the elimination of all lingering flaws and imperfections, his potential now soared exponentially.

“Are you marching to join the Golden Star Kingdom?” Cain’s calm voice broke Gabriel’s reverie, pulling him from his profound moment of introspection.

Gabriel’s expression grew solemn and deeply respectful as he promptly lowered his head. “Yes, my King. We were summoned for an essential military campaign,” he responded firmly, without hesitation.

The force Gabriel commanded fell under the jurisdiction of the Golden Star Kingdom, obliging him to respond to their call. Cain nodded thoughtfully, satisfied with Gabriel’s position.

After ensuring that all was set in order, Cain’s attention shifted toward the army itself, particularly the Divine Cultivators gathered beneath Gabriel’s command.

Nearly a thousand men and women in the massive force bore a majestic scarlet snake imprinted upon their minds. These were the warriors that had followed Gabriel into the Everstrife World. Although a handful had fallen—an unfortunate yet inevitable consequence in such a ruthless world—the remaining majority had grown impressively stronger.

Cain prepared himself to act, but his eyes soon narrowed in surprise as he realized all these warriors had already undergone a Tribulation Enhancement of thirty revolutions. More intriguingly, he detected intricate runes deeply engraved within their bodies. These runes significantly amplified their vitality, enhancing their resilience and overall chances of survival exponentially.

Cain paused, reflecting thoughtfully for a moment before a warm, appreciative smile gently spread across his lips. He turned his gaze affectionately toward Gabriel.

“Their Tribulation Enhancement, and those runic enhancements—this was the handiwork of Astrid and Shura, wasn’t it?”

Gabriel immediately bowed deeply, his eyes shining with unmistakable gratitude and admiration.

“Yes, my King. Lady Astrid and Lady Shura personally aided us during our visit to the Second Level of the Samsara Arsenal.”

Gabriel’s voice was tinged with reverence, clearly recalling the outstanding skills demonstrated by the two women.

While their talents couldn’t quite match Cain’s own peerless crafting abilities, Astrid and Shura were undoubtedly top-tier talents within their fields, even by the lofty standards of an Empyrean World.

Cain nodded approvingly before raising his hand and summoning hundreds of colorful flames, each shimmering with thirty-one vibrant hues.

These flames instantly rushed toward the Divine Cultivators below. Thanks to Astrid’s prior contributions, Cain found that each refinement now required far less effort. Tasks that typically would have taken several hours were effortlessly completed within mere minutes.

“Carry on,” Cain instructed with quiet authority, flashing Gabriel a small yet reassuring smile before vanishing into thin air.

Immediately following Cain’s departure, the vast army numbering hundreds of thousands resumed their march as if nothing extraordinary had happened. Strangely, they didn’t even notice the subtle shift in the sun’s position or the brief interruption in their march.

Nevertheless, over nine hundred among them recognized a profound internal change—a sudden, undeniable leap in their talent, comprehension, and control over cosmic forces.

Yet, in a display of remarkable discipline, they betrayed no outward reaction. Only their eyes gleamed faintly with scarlet intensity, fully aware of who had bestowed this extraordinary blessing upon them.

Over the next five days, Cain systematically visited each of the Thirteen Stars of Doomsday. He meticulously enhanced their armors, cultivated their bodies’ latent talent, and refined their Alter-Egos. Furthermore, he generously extended his assistance to their armies, elevating their capabilities significantly.

Finally concluding his journey, Cain found himself approaching an immense city comparable in stature to the Gu Sect itself. Drawing in a deep breath, Cain gathered his strength, allowing his voice to thunder mightily across the skies.

“I am Cain Laurifer, here to summon Grand Elder Alucard!”

Instantaneously, a tremendous reaction erupted from within the city. Every inch of its vast expanse glowed fiercely as a formidable protective force field swiftly materialized, enveloping the entire city. All of its internal energy towers glowed ominously, their collective power rapidly focusing on Cain’s floating figure.

Cain couldn’t help but arch an eyebrow at the scene, bemused by the overreaction.

“Isn’t this a little excessive?” he mused aloud with mild amusement.

A deep, resonant laugh echoed back in response, tinged with sarcasm.

“Ha! You brat—everywhere you appear, you either destroy or conquer. What else did you expect?”