Looking at Leon, who claid to have "distorted" the Six Palace Secret Technique but was exceptionally gifted in his own secret technique, the board mber of the Serpent Society was almost grinding his teeth to pieces.
"Fine! I'll continue teaching you!"
Nodding in agreent to keep teaching Leon the secret techniques, he demanded with a dark face:
"Take out the Crimson Heart, and then try to clear your mind of unnecessary thoughts. Be ready to perform the Abnormal tamorphosis on it."
"Hmm?"
"You've even mastered the most difficult body absorption, so the only thing I can teach you now is how to transform sothing of a higher status than yourself.
And since you've already crossed the threshold of the True God, to bring any pressure to you, it naturally can only involve things tainted with the power of the Pillar God... Don't look at like that, although I don't really like you, I wouldn't use tricks to harm you."
After explaining his idea, seeing the doubt on Leon's face, the board mber of the Serpent Society couldn't help but pull a face and said:
"Don't worry, this kind of tamorphosis is reversible, and I also hope you can provide a backup for my plan. I have no motive to harm you... Besides, you are the one leading the secret technique. If it doesn't feel right, you can just stop, can't you?"
That makes sense...
Nodding in agreent with the board mber's reasoning, Leon got ready to activate the Immortal of Liquor at any ti, greeted Ollie, and then pulled the gigantic Crimson Heart out from the Mirror World.
"Boom!"
As the Crimson Heart hit the ground, a thick, bloody aura, dense like a rain of blood, spread imdiately and quickly coagulated upon contact with objects, covering the empty inner hall with a sticky layer of blood.
Under the suppression from the "Nesis," the board mber of the Serpent Society, who was closest to the Crimson Heart, was forced to retreat repeatedly by the unusually dense blood energy. His clothes were instantly soaked, and his hair, streaked with white, stuck together ssily.
So this is the Crimson Heart...
Wiping the blood off his face, looking at the Crimson Heart he once sought but couldn't obtain, the board mber's eyes couldn't help but show a deep envy.
This is a higher power than the Crimson Blood, the most important heart of the Crimson Overlord... If he had obtained the Crimson Heart instead of the Crimson Blood, would the final result have been different?
Sigh... Forget it, the past is the past, it's pointless to dwell on it.
Shaking his head slightly, casting aside the fantasies that kept sprouting in his mind, the board mber instructed:
"To absorb or rge with an anomaly of a higher status than yourself, aside from synchronizing power, there's an essential prerequisite, which is to let your soul approach it."
"Let my soul approach an anomaly? How?"
"You have to understand it, love it, cherish it... even revere it!"
"???"
"Simply put, it's like a believer serving the True God, fully dedicating yourself to it, achieving spiritual proximity, turning its aura from aloof to gentle."
As he spoke, the board mber opened his palm, summoning a shimring crimson blood mass, then lovingly and tenderly looked at the Crimson Blood in his hand and softly said:
"But at the sa ti, you must maintain your self, not completely lose your will... Just like a believer who is devout during worship but imdiately forgets about the deity afterward, returning to their life, being fervent when needed, distant when appropriate."
As the board mber spoke, his tender eyes flickered slightly, then instantly returned to clarity. His gaze shifted from passionate to indifferent, almost completely ignoring the existence of the blood mass, as if looking at roadside weeds.
"..."
"Or to put it more bluntly, it's a kind of deception."
Seeing Leon looking rather puzzled and clearly stumped by this requirent, the board mber couldn't help but smile slightly, continuing with a satisfied grin:
"You need to deceive the anomaly, and even yourself, into believing you are its follower, a part of it, so that it will accept you... But be careful not to truly deceive yourself. After ending the secret technique, you should imdiately detach from it, and not really be captured by it."
"..."
Does this an... sweet-talking when needed, and being heartless afterward? Could it be that the first generation board mber of the Serpent Society was actually a scumbag for developing such an outrageous thod?
"I'll try..."
After a few silent complaints in his heart, Leon imitated the board mber's previous actions, trying to look at the over two-ter-tall giant heart with such tender eyes.
Yet, upon receiving Leon's kind-hearted gaze, the Crimson Heart's aura didn't soften. Instead, it shuddered uncontrollably, becoming more aloof than before... it even seed to want to flee.
"Hehe."
Seeing that Leon, who learned quickly earlier, seed to be progressing slowly, the board mber, feeling a wave of satisfaction, couldn't help but chuckle as he comforted:
"It's normal not to be able to do it. This is relatively easy for , but for you and Olivia, it should actually be the hardest part. After all, without a sincere heart, it's tough to worship an inanimate object from the heart.
You folks with more complex minds tend to overthink, ponder, analyze, and doubt, making it hard to fully invest. Only those like , with a special gift, regardless of the situation, will first try to believe wholeheartedly and devote all their enthusiasm.
Hey~ try softening your gaze~ make your eyes more tender~ yes yes, just like that! It's best if you imagine it as your lover, your deity, your worshiped object..."
"Aaaaaaah!"
Under Leon's increasingly gentle gaze, the Crimson Heart, shivering non-stop, suddenly let out a painful scream and then, under the bewildered expression of the board mber, desperately pleaded:
"Please! Spare ! I'll cooperate with whatever you want to do! Just please, don't look at like that anymore."
"..."
"The first ti we t in the secret vault, you stabbed over three hundred tis, killing and reviving more than a dozen tis. I... I beg you... don't look at like that, I'm scared."
"..."
"Seriously, if you want, just stab a couple more tis! Please! Just don't look at like that! I'm not your god, you are my god!"
"..."
Under the Crimson Heart's desperate pleas, Leon attempted to reach out and touch it. However, the Crimson Heart, wishing it could grow legs to escape, chose to wholeheartedly dissolve into a mist of blood without making a sound, flowing towards Leon's heart.
This... doesn't seem too hard?
Seeing the Crimson Heart that voluntarily dismantled its original form, like escaping, into his body with just a little nudge of the Transformation Secret Technique, Leon smacked his lips and then looked towards the now dumbfounded board mber, asking sowhat at a loss:
"Even though I didn't worship it, it seems to want to worship . So did I learn it or not... Oh crap! Why are you collapsing too? Stop! Don't co over!"
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