Celestial Bloodline

Jian was startled when he saw blood seeping from every pore of the man who bore a striking resemblance to him.

However, before he could react, the man swiftly extended his hand and grabbed his shoulder with lightning speed.

"What??"

Jian let out a gasp at the tight grip and wanted to resist, but a force prevented him from moving. The man floating before him clicked his tongue.

"Just stay put! I am taking away something you don't need anymore."

He positioned his hand amidst Jian's collarbones, igniting a fiery sensation that swept through Jian's body. Subsequently, a nail-sized red orb enveloped in ominous energy emerged from his skin with a menacing sound.

"That's it... This darn artifact Zron gave me really made my whole life difficult. Now that it's gone, your luck stat should improve!"

Jian staggered back in mid-air as the man released him, hastily attempting to heal the small hole between his collarbones from which the man had extracted the orb.

He shot a fierce glare at the man, only to realize the latter's state was more critical, with blood drenching his entire body. But even though the man looked like he was on the brink of death, he had a satisfied smirk on his face as he quickly squashed the squirming orb in his hand.

Jian's sharp eyes locked onto the man before him as his mind raced to process everything unfolding before him.

He had a flurry of answers swirling in his mind from the short interaction he had with the man, but only the person in front of him could truly confirm them!

Hence, he didn't dilly-dally or waste time. Ultimately, the top priority at that moment was to rescue Kyle!

"What are... you? Me!?"

Hearing Jian's words, the man before him let out a chuckle with a hint of amusement in his crimson eyes.

"You are not a fool. So, guess on your own. Now leave this tomb, or else you and I both will cease to exist."

The man blinked, and in an instant, the space behind Jian cracked open before forcefully pulling him inside.

Jian's eyes widened, and he frantically tried to stop himself from being swallowed by the gap that opened up behind him.

"Wait! wait! What about Kyle!? I need to find his body at least!"

A wild laughter slipped out from the man's mouth as he stared at Jian.

"Do you really think Kyle would die so easily? Then you didn't yet know the real him. He wouldn't die even if death itself arrived to forcefully take him!"

He raised his finger and flicked Jian's forehead, sending him hurtling into the gap.

There was a smug smile on the man's face as he watched Jian's fading figure, but the smile instantly disappeared when a hand slipped out from the crack he had emerged from and forcefully grabbed his collar. A chilling voice echoed from the crack.

"Just how many times do I have to remind you not to meddle with the past, or Azazeal will do the same and end us all."

Jian felt like crying. He knew he was in real trouble this time. Kyle sounded really angry! The cold hand grabbing his collar dragged him back into the crack, and the crevice vanished into nothingness.

'Well, at least I managed to improved my unlucky life a little-!'

After he vanished into the crack, the entire tomb exploded into a dazzling display of luminous particles, scattering like ethereal fireflies in the darkness.

The once quiet atmosphere crackled with an electric tension, as if the very fabric of time and space had been disrupted.

....

A while ago, Kyle pushed aside the shattered statue fragments above his body. Blood covered his entire body as he looked up at the sky where Azazeal floated, glaring at him with eyes brimming with rage.

He chuckled but spat out blood. A single attack from the man was enough to break all his ribs... no, perhaps nearly every bone in his body. He couldn't even move an inch right now. But the pain coursing through his body was nothing new to him. Kyle's eyes flickered with a hint of smile as he gazed directly into Azazeal's ominous eyes.

"Finally... you look a little human..."

The rage clouding Azazeal's eyes started to fade when Kyle burst into wild laughter at his own words. Human? Who? Azazeal? No, this man had lost his humanity ages ago. But he found some satisfaction in knowing he could still shake Azazeal to the core.

Kyle began taking deep breaths to steady his breathing and mend his wounds with the help of his bloodline, which was rushing through his body, prepared to do whatever it takes to save him if his life was in danger.

'I believe the others will make it out from this tomb unscathed now that the array has been fully activated... all that's left is for me to skedaddle before this place blows up.'

He gazed up at the sky, a glittering golden web stretched above, and in the center of it all was a massive portal.

Kyle wielded his bloodline without a care. Azazeal already knew about his bloodline, so why bother hiding it? It was wiser for him to quickly heal himself and flee this place while Azazeal had momentarily halted for some unknown reason.

'I wonder why he didn't tear me apart. Haha, he really does have a lot of self-control.'

Azazeal gazed at the battered form of the bloodied silver-haired man sprawled on the ground beneath him and tilted his head.

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Kyle smirked and spat out the blood that had collected in his mouth.

"Then do it. Kill me."

His eyes darkened.

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"What are you waiting for, huh?"

Azazeal gazed at him. The familiar emptiness had crept back into his eyes.

Kyle's smirk broadened.

"There's a reason you can't kill me, right? Otherwise, knowing that one day I could become an obstacle in your way, you would have finished me off in the No Mana Land."

He wore a thoughtful expression.

"Is it because we both possess something similar in our bodies?"