The Conquerors Path

Chapter 781: Chapter 779-The Bloodline Changes All.



'There is a lot that I have to think over.'

A frown filled my face as the secrets I had to uncover only grew larger, my hands still pulsing with the red light of corruption, a power enough to bring out the greatest desires of darkness within a heart and turn it into a whole other character. I can feel it, too, in a sense.

A feeling that whoever I convert will be of absolute loyalty to me, their minds, body, and soul at my control and at my will, beings that I will be able to deal with as I wish, an eternal slave that will never be able to break away from me. Quite the dangerous power, if I say so myself, but it also has another side to it.

The corruption isn't just about the change in mentality or mind; it's also the fact that those being corrupted get their own boost in power, a sense of growth in power that pushes that individual into a whole new realm of power, allowing them to break the natural level of talent that is kept in their body.

It's the main reason that many have fallen to the seduction of corruption, a calling that cannot be resisted, one can say. It's the one kind of drug that will corrupt the desperate ones who are stuck within their own level, unable to move forward, unable to do anything about the current situation at all-a seductive power of corruption.

This power boost makes them greater than the rest, and even fighting against them becomes a pain in the ass, the corruption itself going forth to make the person someone that can't be easily messed with. The power boost and the corrupted aura around them make them a very dangerous foe if not taken down swiftly.

That's the other reason many people fear the ones that are corrupted, and it's also the reason many secretly fall into that corruption, unable to give up on it and now I have been given the authority to corrupt and turn anyone into a corrupted individual, making them eternally my subject, which I've got to tell is awesome in a sense.

But that also means that this secret should never be brought to the light; it would be dangerous if the truth of this issue ever gets to be known to anyone. Getting called a heretic or any other thing would make me rejected by this side of the realm, though in a sense, with the churches behind me, nothing can touch me.

'But that too, in a sense, will come with rejection.'

The knowledge and the power within me know the fact that the ones of this world innately reject the corruption within this power, a kind of disgust and goosebumps will fill their body once this is marked upon them. Hence, to every living being on this side of the world, this corruption is something they won't be able to accept.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

'It will be the same even for the Gods too.'

This thought makes me shake my head. Thankfully, with the system, they will be unable to see through the truth of this power, and now, thankfully, since I am divine, I will be able to close off the sight of the Gods from seeing me whenever I like. Before, they could peek at me and see through all of my life, even if I didn't want them to, but no longer would they be able to do that.

'Even then, I should be careful how I deal with this because this is not a power that is easily accepted on this side of the world.' My eyes flashed with a certain light when I thought of the other side, and along with it came the pulsing in my blood. Even to this date, I still keep questioning about the so-called bloodline of the hidden hero.

A bloodline that looks simple yet not simple; after all, the ability of mine- the one to fight against the corruption-came from this bloodline of mine. It was also the one that showed me the truths of the one that held this bloodline. It also came with the headaches of the different women who are connected to this bloodline, which, by the way, I am able to sense very well right now.

Before, I could only tell the fact that these girls belonged to this bloodline when I met them face to face, but that is not the fact any longer. Now, I can physically sense them over any distance. This also came with the immensely strong strengthening of the connection with the blood, my mind whirling as I could even connect minds and talk with the women spread around connected to this blood.

'And this is not good at all. Why are the women like this?!'

I could already feel the headache coming along to me, and now the situation around my bloodline has only gotten worse. Before, the women would have to meet me physically, and then the zing would happen where our bodies would desire each other, but that would not be the case anymore. The 'zing' has already happened.

With my entering into the domain of the divine, my bloodline rose to ways and abilities that I have yet to fully see through. It also came with the effect of the bloodline on their minds, informing their incomplete selves that their complete self has now awakened into the world; the ones with lovers will lose their love.

And now, with my bloodline so high, their minds, their bodies, and even their souls will scream to find me; each and every part of their mental stability and love will only exist to be with me, which is not good at all as I know now who and all are the women. Their minds won't rest until they find me.

Thankfully, I am the master of this central call. Thus, I can shield myself from their eyes, keeping my location safe, but it's not good holding back for long, too. These women will only continue to turn more and more different until I find them, which means that is another issue that I will have to deal with, which is not going to be easy at all, seeing how much lust and love they will have for me.

'This is not good at all.'

But the funny thing about this fact is that among the rest of the women I would have to find and conquer, about 10 of them are actually connected to my bloodline!

'Now that's good.'

This means that among the rest I have to conquer, the 10 of them are freebies for me, which I will be able to get without much effort. Of course, this number doesn't include Nathalia, who

is going crazy to get to me.

Leaving aside the girls, the bloodline itself, in other aspects, is off the charts, too. My sense of order came from the bloodline, and my soul is connected to it, while my sense of connection to the chaos came from my hollowed-out side, the two coming forth to give me my divinity. But what's really intriguing is the fact that this order and chaos are actually mixing and staying stable due to the bloodline I hold.

This bloodline itself goes forth to keep the chaos and order together, mingling them forth and creating the purple light of the first beginning, which I have no idea what it is. Several of my memories are locked away, and I have a feeling that a lot more secrets have yet to be found

out by me.

Like the fact, why the hell do I have 4 of me to be complete? Just what am I? Just what is the game of the two sides playing this? I mean, one side had bet on the chaos while the other was in order. If one were to look deeper, the story would start to become much clearer, which is the fact that there are two sides—one of chaos and the other of order-playing and stringing

me along.

The order side supports this side of me, while the chaos had gone forth to support the hollowed-out side of mine. After looking through my life and playing with my divinity, I am getting to see the fact of it all.

The fact, in a sense, would be simple: the order side had introduced the game to me, which started to heal out my hollow side, helping me to become normal, yet at the point when I started to become normal, I was suddenly killed. The side of chaos didn't like the fact that I was getting normal; they wanted me dead.

Which begs the question, why did my side get the control when I woke up in this world? Why was it that the chaos didn't get the ability to shine at this time? And what is the end goal of all this? Several of these things I can't see; the things I know are from me picking up the pieces of what's there in front of me.

What I know is the fact that both order and chaos have their own goals, though, in the end, they want something from me, something only I can give them.

'Sigh. A lot to think about, indeed.'