The celebrations throughout the vampire realm continued endlessly.
Laughter echoed across the arena.
Vampires proudly discussed the terrifying events earlier while emperor-level experts continuously praised the future of the race beneath the fading crimson skies.
Even the surrounding races watching from afar remained cautious now, unwilling to leave completely yet no longer daring to approach carelessly.
The atmosphere had finally begun stabilizing.
Then suddenly—
Crack.
The sound was soft.
Very soft.
Yet sohow—
Every vampire present heard it clearly.
The celebrations froze instantly afterward.
Silence spread across the realm once more.
Thousands of eyes slowly turned toward the center of the arena.
Toward the three floating cocoons.
Then—
Crack.
This ti louder.
A thin glowing fracture slowly spread across the surface of Ivira’s cocoon.
The surrounding vampires widened their eyes imdiately afterward.
"She’s waking up?!"
Lord Vord stiffened visibly.
GrandLord Dreath himself narrowed his ancient eyes sharply toward the cocoon.
anwhile the Blood Moon overhead suddenly pulsed once again.
BOOOOOOM!!!
The heavens exploded violently afterward.
A gigantic pillar of crimson blood mana erupted directly upward from Ivira’s cocoon toward the skies.
The surrounding vampires gasped loudly.
Because the blood mana pressure released from the cocoon—
Was absurd.
The fading crimson skies imdiately darkened once more beneath the overwhelming phenonon erupting from Ivira’s cocoon.
Ancient blood symbols spread endlessly throughout the heavens afterward while giant blood currents spiraled around the cocoon like dragons circling a sacred star.
The surrounding races watching from distant borders imdiately stepped backward instinctively again.
Even Kael’s expression changed heavily.
"...Again?!"
The ancient elf Sylvera gripped her staff tighter afterward.
Because this phenonon—
Felt even more concentrated than earlier.
anwhile inside the vampire realm—
The vampires themselves trembled excitedly while staring upward.
The crack across Ivira’s cocoon spread wider.
Then wider again.
Then suddenly—
CRACK!!!
The entire cocoon split partially apart afterward.
A gigantic surge of blood authority exploded outward instantly.
BOOOOOOOM!!!
The heavens shook violently.
Countless vampires staggered backward afterward while blood mana storms erupted throughout the skies endlessly.
The Blood Moon overhead brightened intensely once more.
And then—
The phenonon truly began.
The giant pillar of blood mana surrounding Ivira’s cocoon expanded upward endlessly before spreading across the heavens like a crimson ocean flooding the sky itself.
Massive blood lotuses blood throughout the air one after another.
Ancient vampire runes descended from the heavens like falling stars.
Rivers of glowing crimson mist spiraled around the cocoon continuously.
The surrounding vampires stared upward with awe.
Because the phenonon no longer resembled ordinary awakening.
It resembled ascension.
The blood mana radiating from Ivira’s cocoon beca denser and denser every mont afterward.
Several weaker vampires fell to their knees instinctively again.
Even emperor-level vampires struggled breathing properly beneath the pressure leaking from the cracked cocoon.
anwhile—
Near the back of the gathering—
Cain’s expression slowly stiffened too.
Because the blood pact connection between him and Ivira suddenly surged violently once more.
BOOOOOOM!!!
His blood mana exploded internally afterward while ancient crimson authority flooded directly into him through the bond again.
Cain almost cursed aloud imdiately.
"...Not again..."
His suppressed Overgod physique reacted heavily beneath the strengthening influx while his consciousness sharpened rapidly once more.
And the worst part—
The connection felt deeper now.
More complete.
Like the awakening inside the cocoon was actively recognizing him through the blood pact.
Troubleso.
Very troubleso.
anwhile—
The cocoon continued cracking apart slowly.
Crimson light flooded endlessly from inside while the giant blood phenonon surrounding the heavens intensified continuously.
The surrounding vampires could barely even look directly at the cocoon anymore.
Because the blood authority leaking from inside had beco overwhelmingly pure.
Even GrandLord Dreath himself looked shaken now.
"...Such bloodline..."
Lord Vord trembled visibly afterward.
The surrounding vampires remained completely silent.
Not from fear.
From awe.
Pure awe.
Then finally—
The cocoon split apart completely.
CRAAAAACK!!!
The crimson shell shattered into countless glowing fragnts afterward.
A giant wave of blood mana exploded across the realm instantly.
The surrounding vampires shielded their eyes instinctively beneath the blinding crimson radiance.
The heavens trembled endlessly.
The Blood Moon glowed brilliantly overhead.
And slowly—
A figure erged from within the shattered cocoon.
Floating gently amidst endless crimson mist.
Ivira.
The surrounding vampires widened their eyes imdiately afterward.
Because she no longer looked the sa.
Her skin appeared even paler now beneath the crimson light.
Ancient blood runes glowed faintly across portions of her body before fading slowly.
The overwhelming blood authority surrounding her distorted the air continuously.
And then—
The final change appeared.
Her short white hair slowly flowed downward longer and longer beneath the Blood Moon.
Until it cascaded behind her like flowing silver touched by crimson moonlight.
Then finally—
Ivira opened her eyes.
The mont Ivira opened her eyes—
The entire vampire realm froze.
Not taphorically.
Truly froze.
Every sound disappeared.
Every breath halted.
Even the blood mana storms swirling throughout the skies slowed faintly as if the world itself paused briefly beneath the overwhelming blood authority radiating from her body.
Her crimson eyes glowed beneath the Blood Moon while endless streams of blood mana spiraled gently around her floating figure.
The shattered cocoon fragnts continued drifting around her like glowing crimson petals suspended in ti itself.
And then—
Her eyes slowly closed again.
The surrounding vampires widened their eyes imdiately afterward.
Because Ivira did not fall.
Did not descend.
She simply remained suspended peacefully in midair beneath the crimson heavens.
Floating silently like an ancient blood spirit awakened from forgotten ages.
The blood authority radiating from her body continued spreading endlessly throughout the realm afterward.
And this ti—
Everyone felt it clearly.
The surrounding vampires trembled instinctively.
Not because of pressure.
But because of instinctive fear.
Even emperor-level vampires unconsciously lowered their heads slightly while staring toward Ivira with disbelief.
GrandLord Dreath himself stiffened visibly afterward.
His ancient crimson eyes locked completely onto her floating figure now.
Because the blood authority leaking from her body—
Was terrifying.
Truly terrifying.
And the most absurd part—
Everyone could sense her cultivation clearly.
Blood Foundation Realm.
Only Blood Foundation Realm.
Yet despite that—
The power radiating from her body felt absurdly overwhelming.
Far beyond ordinary cultivation logic entirely.
One emperor-level vampire muttered shakily afterward.
"...Impossible..."
Another swallowed heavily.
"She’s only Blood Foundation..."
Lord Vord himself looked completely shaken now.
Because the pressure leaking from Ivira’s body felt stronger than even GrandLord Dreath.
Stronger.
Far stronger.
The surrounding races observing from distant skies reacted even harder.
Kael’s wolf instincts exploded with warning signals imdiately afterward.
His fur stood upright completely while cold sweat spread across his back.
"What..."
The ancient elf Sylvera’s pupils contracted heavily.
"...That cannot be Blood Foundation Realm..."
Yet it was.
Everyone sensed it.
Clearly.
No deception.
No concealnt.
Ivira truly remained only at Blood Foundation Realm.
But the quality of her blood authority—
The density.
The purity.
The ancient pressure.
It completely crushed ordinary understanding.
anwhile beneath the Blood Moon—
Ivira floated silently with closed eyes while her long white hair drifted gently behind her like silver moonlight touched by crimson blood.
The surrounding vampires could barely even look away from her now.
Because every movent surrounding her felt beautiful.
Sacred.
Dangerous.
Even the air around her distorted faintly beneath the overwhelming blood authority flowing continuously from her body.
The blood mana storms throughout the heavens gradually synchronized themselves around her afterward like the realm itself recognizing a new ruler.
Several weaker vampires unconsciously knelt again.
Then more.
Then dozens more afterward.
Even emperor-level vampires struggled resisting the instinct.
Not because Ivira released suppression intentionally.
But because her bloodline itself naturally dominated theirs.
anwhile—
Near the back of the gathering—
Cain stared upward silently.
And honestly—
Even he looked slightly stunned.
Because the strengthening flooding through the blood pact connection now had beco ridiculous.
His blood mana surged violently inside his body continuously while ancient crimson authority flowed endlessly from Ivira toward him through the bond.
The strengthening effect earlier had already been absurd.
Now—
It beca worse.
Far worse.
Cain could literally feel his physique improving further beneath the connection.
Even his suppressed Overgod blood reacted heavily now.
And that—
Should have been impossible for ordinary bloodline strengthening.
Cain slowly narrowed his eyes afterward while staring toward Ivira floating peacefully beneath the Blood Moon.
"...What exactly did they beco..."
The question genuinely disturbed him slightly.
Because this no longer resembled ordinary vampire evolution at all.
anwhile the surrounding vampires themselves remained completely overwheld.
One emperor-level vampire suddenly spoke shakily.
"...If she reaches Ascendant Realm soday..."
He did not finish the sentence.
Because he did not need to.
Everyone understood.
If Ivira already radiated blood authority surpassing GrandLord Dreath while only at Blood Foundation Realm—
Then what would happen once she truly matured?
The thought alone terrified the surrounding races deeply.
Even GrandLord Dreath himself slowly exhaled afterward.
His expression no longer contained rely excitent now.
Only awe.
Pure awe.
Because deep inside—
He understood clearly.
The vampire race had truly changed forever tonight.
Then suddenly—
Crack.
The sound echoed quietly throughout the silent realm.
Everyone imdiately turned afterward.
Toward the second cocoon.
Cornelia’s cocoon.
Another glowing fracture slowly spread across its surface beneath the Blood Moon.
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