Chapter 133: Chapter 127: Bloodline Awakening

Byrne, Irene, Chris, Darren, Lillian, Vanessa, Theo, Yeager, Archibald, Mormir…

More than a dozen core members of the Fischer family all sensed the will of the Lord, and as a favored clan of the Lord, the Fischers heard His oracle even more clearly.

“In the land of the Blazing Sun, under the deep abyss, seek the Miracle, and offer it unto me.”

Byrne, still beside Viscount Bast, subtly changed his expression. He silently bowed his head in thought, committing the oracle of the Lord of the Lost firmly to memory.

The East, an island, the seabed, a Miracle…

In the courtyard of Fischer Manor, the devout Irene knelt on the ground and whispered to herself,

“The land where the Blazing Sun rises must be the White Sea to the east. Beneath one of the islands in that sea lies the object our Lord requires.”

At last, the great Lord of the Lost had once again given them a clear goal. Her face lit up with fervor as she muttered with extreme devotion,

“The Fischer family must seize it! To offer it to the great Lord of the Lost!”

When Byrne returned, the Fischer family convened a new family meeting.

Upon learning that the family was about to join the front lines, Irene revealed a smile, barely able to contain her excitement, and said, “We can take this opportunity to head to the White Sea, precisely to obtain that object called the ‘Miracle’ that our Lord needs!”

Although, no one knew what exactly the Lord of the Lost required.

But they were all clear that it was undoubtedly an object of extreme importance; securing it would become a vital mission for the Fischer family.

Byrne looked at the overly excited Irene and fell into thought, shaking his head as he said, “I think it won’t be that easy.”

“The White Sea is filled with danger, and the threat from the Sea God Cult and the islands remains vast, not to mention the ‘Miracle’ lies beneath one of the islands, and we have no means to dive to the seabed.”

“Moreover, Irene, have you considered that we will be traveling with the army this time, with absolutely no opportunity for independent action?”

Irene lowered her head and after careful thought, she had to agree with Byrne’s considerations. She had indeed thought too little about it before.

That “Miracle,” indeed lay in a place full of danger and chaos, and the Fischer family currently had no chance of obtaining it.

Byrne continued to speak, “So, this matter can be thought about later. With only a brief two months left before the final extermination war begins, we must make ample preparations in advance.”

Irene nodded. Completely eradicating the Sea God Cult and clearing the chaos of the White Sea would not only benefit Nasir Town but also facilitate the Fischer family’s quest for the Miracle.

Byrne thought for a while, hesitated for a long time, and finally said, “Actually, before we set out for battle, I plan to do something, that is, to activate the latent bloodline powers hidden within Darren and Erik.”

“As for Lillian, she is still young; we can activate her bloodline powers later.”

In truth, years ago, the great Lord of the Lost had already bestowed a very miraculous method upon the Fischer family, capable of activating latent bloodline powers in the Spirit Realm, even allowing lower grade bloodline powers to evolve further.

Neither of these prospects had they ever heard of or even believed in—mysteries so incredible that they would surely bring calamity if they became known.

Perhaps, there are other ways in the world to evolve lower grade bloodline powers, but there likely isn’t any other method to activate latent bloodline powers into manifest ones.

For every family, the power of Bloodline is immensely precious, and the power held by the Fischer family lies in breaking the established rules.

“First is to traverse the Gate of Revelation, then enter the Gate of Calamity. By following this sequence, we can set up a temporary altar, sacrifice Class 3 Extraordinary Materials, and perform the Blood Awakening Ceremony.”

As soon as Byrne finished speaking, he heard Irene ask about something,

“The ‘Night’ you brought back to the family after killing Leander, we haven’t yet offered it to the Lord of the Lost. Should we offer it first?”

Byrne shook his head and said,

“There’s no need. The three of us have already been granted rune power by the Lord of the Lost, while Darren and Lillian are both too young to be granted any rune power.”

“I think we should keep the ‘Night’ for now. As a Treasure-class rare artifact, it might be useful in the upcoming war.”

Irene nodded, having no objections, and the three decided to proceed with the Blood Awakening Ceremony immediately.

They were to awaken the latent bloodline powers within Darren and Erik!

Darren and Lillian both inherited the bloodline powers of their maternal family, the Hoffman clan— the Blazing Fire Lizard Spirit and the Crystal Jellyfish, respectively, with the Crystal Jellyfish’s power being of a higher grade.

As for Erik, he contained a bloodline power handed down from the Ramon family, which until now has remained completely latent, with its specific name and grade unknown.

If not for the existence of the Lord of the Lost, the bloodline power passed down through generations of the Ramon family might have remained latent forever, indistinguishable from ordinary people.

Soon, both Darren and Erik were called over.

Byrne explained what was to be done. Darren appeared somewhat excited yet fearful, while Erik silently nodded, looking dependently at Byrne, willing to accept whatever decision the man before him made without objection.

Over the years, Byrne and Erik had often worked together in the alchemy workshop, spending more time with each other than Byrne had with his own children.

In Byrne’s heart, Erik was also considered his child, holding a position akin to that of a foster son.

In the past few years, Erik’s mental illness had finally improved significantly. Although he did not talk more than before, his demeanor had become much more normal.

Byrne said to Chris, “Chris, you should come with us to the Spirit Realm, because after passing through the Gate of Calamity, we will surely encounter danger. With the two of us, it will be much safer.”

Chris nodded, and then everyone took the dreaming potion in turn and entered the Spirit Realm together once more.

The Spirit Realm remained as magnificent and grand as ever, leaving Darren, who was there for the first time, utterly dumbfounded and deeply shocked.

“Is this the Spirit Realm?”

He suddenly saw a black cross shining in the high sky and instantly lowered his head in shock, trembling all over.

Irene shook her head, knelt on the ground, closed her eyes, and said calmly, “Great Lord of the Lost, please bless us with a smooth journey through the Spirit Realm.”

Following the guidance of the Lord of the Lost, they came to the front of the Spiritual Gateway on an island of Spirituality, and this time they encountered no danger along the way.

Several members of the Fischer family looked up, and in the midst of the air, two completely different Spiritual Gateways appeared out of thin air.

The “Gate of Revelation” was a vortex that constantly changed between red and purple, emitting twinkling starlight like that of the Milky Way, and faint voices of women, old men, and children murmuring could be heard from within.

The other Spiritual Gateway was the “Gate of Conquest,” a wholly blood-red vortex that radiated heat so intense it seemed as if touching it would burn one to a crisp.

Byrne took a deep breath and said, “We’ve arrived. Let’s enter the Gate of Revelation together.”

Without hesitation, they passed through the “Gate of Revelation” and arrived at another new island of Spirituality, where each of them quickly glimpsed a segment of the “future.”

This was not some illusory fantasy; it was a tangible future. However, the “future” revealed by the “Gate of Revelation” was only a possibility and not guaranteed to happen.

After passing through the “Gate of Revelation,” Byrne suddenly saw a snowfield materialize before his eyes, with the aged Viscount Bast walking beside him.

He seemed very old, at least seventy years old, but his expression was one of great joy.

“Byrne, thank you!”

The future Viscount Bast seemed to have grown much closer to him than before. The old man kept waving his hands as if he were sketching something with Byrne.

After watching the future segment, Byrne’s view returned to normal, as if the momentary glimpse had been an illusion.

He sighed with relief; at least in the years to come, there was still the possibility that he and Viscount Bast could remain close friends.

Perhaps Viscount Bast’s vigorous support of the Fischer family was indeed calculating, but such scheming might not necessarily harm Byrne.

Despite this, deep down, Byrne’s sense of vigilance and unease did not dissipate.

He always feared what the unclarified “usefulness” Viscount Bast spoke of really entailed.

Byrne shook his head. Seeing that Chris and Erik showed no particular emotion, perhaps the futures they saw were insignificant fleeting moments.

And Irene was calmly smiling, seemingly not having seen anything bad.

But to Byrne’s surprise, his son Darren had become red-faced, his little eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

He could not help but ask, “Darren, what did you see?”

Darren turned pale and blurted out, “I can’t say it! Father, don’t ask! It was just something trivial!”

He absolutely could not mention that he had seen an older sister who wanted to kiss him…

Darren shook his head frantically, and as everyone exchanged looks of confusion about what the little fellow could have seen, they noticed his bowed head, the redness of his cheeks and neck, and inwardly guessed the nature of his vision, so they tacitly refrained from asking further.

After a moment of thought, Byrne still said to everyone:

“Let’s not dwell too much on the segments we saw. The Gate of Revelation only reveals one possibility of the future, so don’t believe that it will definitely happen.”

The members of the Fischer family all nodded, not allowing the future glimpses from the Gate of Revelation to shake their resolve.

Next, everyone began to search continuously for the Gate of Calamity.

And to pass through the Gate of Calamity meant surely facing a terrifying misfortune.

The Fischer family had, in the past, refrained from performing the “Blood Awakening Ceremony” because they knew that even in the outermost layer of the Spirit Realm, such a misfortune required at least a Transmutation Level Extraordinary Exponent to solve, and to ensure there were no casualties, it was necessary for two Transmutation Level Extraordinary Exponents to act together to be safe.

Many Extraordinary Exponents unfamiliar with the Spiritual Gateways, while exploring the Spirit Realm, would accidentally enter the Gate of Calamity, and lacking the strength to withstand the misfortune, they would die—a common fate for those in the early stages of roaming the Spirit Realm.

After a long search in the Spirit Realm, the members of the Fischer family finally found the desolate Gate of Calamity, suspended in midair, symbolizing destruction and madness.

It was a huge vortex made of many distorted gray residues, and those things kept emitting wails and screams. Merely gazing at the Gate of Calamity filled them with a very real sense of fear and despair.