Crystal Winslow commanded the Ice Phoenix to hover over the city walls, the biting chill freezing the Demon Clan climbing the ramparts into ice sculptures.
Just as she prepared to unleash the next wave of Frost Storm, she caught a glimpse of a strange silver glow emanating from Aster Grant.
"An early Awakening?!"
She gasped audibly.
As a mber of the Winslow Family’s direct lineage, she knew better than anyone what this ant...
In the entire history of Draconia, the number of Beast Tars who forcibly awakened their talents during battle could be counted on one hand.
Those prodigies recorded in the annals were all extraordinarily gifted individuals, and their awakened talents were unimaginably powerful.
Yet at this mont, Crystal Winslow felt that the records paled in comparison.
The aura emanating from Aster Grant was far more profound than the descriptions in the ancient texts.
In the sky.
Endowed with Aster Grant’s talent, Lazuli now feared the Demon Lord not at all.
Ignoring defenses!
This ant that the Demon Lord’s Demonic Qi had no effect on her at all.
"Judgnt!"
With a clear sword cry, Lazuli’s Holy Sword emitted an unprecedented blood-red glow.
The Mantle of Slaughter perfectly rged with blazing flas, twisting the space wherever the sword blade went.
"Slash—"
The hastily ford Demonic Qi barrier by Carlos was shredded like thin paper.
Its crimson Demon Eyes contracted fiercely:
"No...this cannot be!"
As its bone wings frantically vibrated, dozens of Demonic Qi barriers erged one after another.
Yet Lazuli’s Six Wings gave just a gentle flutter, and as the sonic boom cloud exploded behind her, the blood-colored sword light was already in front of Carlos.
"Thud!"
At the critical mont, Carlos barely dodged aside, causing his dark bone wings to snap.
Amidst the spurting Demon Blood, he howled and unleashed all his Demonic Qi, successfully gaining so distance.
"Why? Why are you unaffected by my talent..."
Howling, Carlos’s gaze fell on Aster Grant nearby.
Upon seeing those silver-white eyes overlooking all of life...
"It’s you!"
His ferocious face twisted in rage, Carlos’s surrounding Demonic Qi suddenly retracted.
In the next mont, his body dashed towards Aster Grant violently.
"You should die!"
However.
Did Lazuli even give him another chance?!
With a gentle flutter of her Six Wings, a streak of red light instantly appeared between the Demon Lord and Aster Grant.
Stripped of Demonic Qi empowernt, Carlos now appeared before Lazuli like a lamb to the slaughter.
Lazuli’s eyes were filled with cold light!
Beast Tars are the reverse scales of beasts.
This Demon Lord had clearly crossed Lazuli’s bottom line!
The red flas suddenly surged, and Lazuli’s aura reached its Peak.
The next instant.
Lazuli’s figure vanished abruptly.
When she reappeared, she was already behind the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord’s body stiffened strangely in midair.
His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but only a gush of black blood surged forth.
"Slash—"
A slender bloodline slowly appeared from his brow, extending straight downward.
First the forehead, then the bridge of the nose, and finally the eternally sneering mouth.
The bloodline continued downward, slicing through the neck, piercing the chest, and ultimately stopping at the abdon.
Carlos lowered his head to look at his body, trembling as he raised his hand, seemingly wanting to touch that bloodline.
Just as his fingertips were about to make contact—
Crash!
The Demon Lord’s body cracked into two halves, as if shattered ceramic.
The mont the black Demon Blood began to spurt, it was instantly vaporized by the red flas, dissipating into wisps of black smoke in the air.
His two halves fell slowly, and before they hit the ground, they began to weather, turning into fine black ash.
Those crimson eyes widened in death, frozen in a look of disbelief.
Until his dying breath, he could not believe he fell under the sword of an Awakening Stage Angel.
The entire battlefield fell silent.
The Beastkin stared blankly at the scene, forgetting to breathe.
Until—
"We...won!"
Sally’s trembling voice dropped like a pebble into a still lake, instantly stirring a thousand ripples.
The next second, thunderous cheers erupted and resounded to the heavens.
"The Holy City is saved!"
"Long live the Prophet!"
In the midst of the cheers, Aster Grant’s spiritual power slowly retracted. The silver-white shimr in his eyes gradually faded, returning to a profound black.
However.
After using this talent, he discovered that his golden finger could actually affect his talent.
[Aster Grant]
[Beastbond: Divine Angel]
[Number of Contracted Tad Beasts: 1]
[Level: Awakened Tier Nine]
[First Talent: Sovereign (can bestow states such as Slaughter and Protection on tad beasts)]
[Second Talent: Not Awakened (can awaken upon reaching the Extraordinary Level)]
Seeing his talents, Aster Grant’s pupils contracted.
The power of the "Sovereign" talent was sothing he had just personally experienced.
Incredibly powerful!
By bestowing various special states on his tad beasts, it could bring near-miraculous enhancents.
Take the "Slaughter" state as an example—
The ability to completely ignore defenses ans that henceforth, Lazuli could easily slice through any high-defense enemy as if they were made of tofu.
As for the other states, Aster Grant hadn’t tried them yet, but he assud they wouldn’t be any less potent than Slaughter!
But what truly shocked him was the "Second Talent" clearly displayed on the attribute panel.
In this world, regardless of how high one’s talent was, everyone could only awaken one talent.
No exceptions!
But he.
Had the existence of a second talent.
Aster Grant swallowed, an inexplicable premonition spreading in his heart:
This second talent, not yet awakened, might be even stronger than "Sovereign," which is why it couldn’t manifest during the Awakening Stage.
Thinking of this, Aster Grant wished he could imdiately reach the Extraordinary Level.
But then he realized that by then, he would also need to contract a second tad beast...
As of now, he had no clues whatsoever!
"It’s too early to think about this now."
Aster Grant shook his head, bringing his focus back to reality.
The most important thing right now was to gain the Elven Race’s inheritance...
After all, after putting in so much effort to co to this Sanctum, if he still didn’t acquire anything worthwhile.
He would indeed be at a great loss!
With the fall of the Demon Lord Carlos, the remaining Demon Clan plunged into chaos.
Crystal Winslow seized the mont, directing the Ice Phoenix to cooperate with the Beastkin Clan warriors for a full-scale counterattack.
Under the onslaught from both sides, the remnants of the Demon Clan were swiftly eradicated.
As the smoke of battle faded, Ron, supported by Sally, dragged his injured body over to Aster Grant and his companions.
The Beastkin Clan Leader bowed deeply, his voice trembling slightly from excitent:
"The Beastkin Clan will never forget your grace, my lord!"
If not for Aster Grant.
Both the Holy City and the Beastkin would have been wiped out by the Demon Clan.
Aster Grant waved his hand dismissively.
Whether or not he gained the Elven Race’s inheritance, he wouldn’t sit idly by watching the Beastkin be slaughtered by the Demon Clan.
After repeatedly expressing his gratitude, Ron began to speak to the duo about the Elven Race’s inheritance.
"You two must have co here for the Elven Race’s inheritance."
"However, the Elven Race’s inheritance is singular, so..."
As Crystal Winslow approached, she overheard Ron’s words and spoke up without hesitation:
"Aster Grant, you should go!"
Her tone was straightforward, without a trace of reluctance in her eyes.
Once, she too was a genius admired by many, but after witnessing Aster Grant’s strength, she truly understood what it ant to be outmatched.
To kill an Extraordinary Tier Two Demon Lord during the Awakening Stage was simply beyond belief.
Keep in mind, the Demon Clan was inherently stronger than tad beasts of the sa rank, yet Carlos still fell to Aster Grant.
Thinking of this, Crystal Winslow looked at Aster Grant with added respect...
How strong would his tad beasts beco once Aster Grant reached the Extraordinary Level?
Seeing Crystal Winslow graciously yield, Ron visibly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly added:
"Although Lady Winslow cannot obtain the Elven Race’s inheritance, the Elf Queen left behind a site for bloodline purification."
Upon hearing this news, her eyes lit up.
After all, the Winslow Family’s bloodline is unique.
They can only contract one tad beast, yet can feed it through the power of their bloodline.
The higher the bloodline purity, the stronger the tad beast’s power.
This bloodline purification place is practically tailor-made for her!
After arranging for Crystal Winslow to be taken away, Ron respectfully bowed deeply to Aster Grant:
"My lord, please follow , and I will lead you to the Land of Inheritance for the Elven Race."
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