Chapter 472: The Fusion of Beastmen
This seal looked ancient, in a way that made today’s typical seals look like flashy neon signs.
It suggested that this tricky little number was set up around the time of that epic battle long ago.
Five thousand years ago, what could possibly be sealed in here?
Yuliya couldn’t help but get serious.
Sinful, on the other hand, saw the seal unearthed and decided it was definitely time to put on his game face too.
He glanced around for what felt like ages before choosing to inject his power into one corner of the seal.
And not just any power—a divine power.
With divine power fueling this operation, it had to pack a punch.
The process was slower than molasses in January.
Divine power was not exactly in Sinful’s wheelhouse; he was just borrowing it like a broke college kid with a library card.
Controlling such grandiose strength with precision was like trying to use a sledgehammer to hang a picture—definitely tricky!
He took it slow, inching along like he was on a Sunday stroll, just hoping he wouldn’t make any rookie mistakes.
He was patient, as was Yuliya, who just stood by, waiting.
Finally, the divine energy soaked into every nook and cranny of the seal, turning it jet black.
Sinful took a dramatic gasp, feeling like he might’ve just run a marathon. That little operation nearly drained him dry!
But his gloomy expression now transformed into a wild grin.
“Done! Finally done!”
Next up was the moment of truth.
After thousands of years of scheming and waiting, it was time for him to unveil the final results—how could anyone not be excited?!
This place was a cursed ground for the Beastmen, but it was also a beacon of hope.
Their ancestors had gambled with the Divine Being in a bid that could change the fate of their kind, but they were ditched before the results came in.
Ever since then, anyone who ventured close had been cursed, and that little annoyance had persisted for over a millennium.
Sinful didn’t know why they’d been abandoned, nor could he guess the source of the curse.
The tribal chief had only told him that their plan wasn’t over yet and handed him the mission to witness the greatest moment.
When the ruins resurfaced, it would be the day of revelation.
Sinful too was left scratching his head as to why he’d been chosen.
Sure, he had decent skills in the tribe, but he wasn’t exactly the crème de la crème, nor was his status anything to write home about.
He was the type who could live a carefree life but wouldn’t do anything too remarkable.
Because, you see, destiny picked him.
He obtained the power of a Divine Being.
Sinful pulled himself together and looked back at the seal.
Finally, he sliced his wrist open, letting his bl**d drip onto the seal.
In the next moment, a vivid scarlet light burst forth from the now black seal.
He quickly stepped back, watching as the seal erupted into a kaleidoscope of red.
The once pitch-black seal now glimmered in a vibrant red, pulsating like a million tiny veins.
Black and red twisted together in a strange, sizzling dance, as though the earth itself had caught fire, sending dark smoke spiraling into the air above.
Suddenly, the black flame surged as if it had discovered its favorite snack, transforming into a towering pillar of black speckled with crimson.
The once dim underground space was now illuminated with this eerie crimson glow.
The light spread rapidly, casting an ominous hue far and wide.
Yuliya shifted positions to avoid the sweeping red light, but she noticed that the areas around her were also turning an alarming shade of red.
And the areas kissed by the red light started to corrode.
This wasn’t a cute melt-away effect; it mixed weathering, erosion, grinding, and aging—all the fun stuff!
Yuliya frowned as she took in this ominous phenomenon. She realized something was definitely off.
This power was way beyond human capability.
The red light didn’t stop; it continued to expand, stretching farther beyond her sight.
Before long, she could hear a ruckus behind her as all the monsters that once roamed their domains began to riot, performing what appeared to be an Olympic-level sprint away from the madness.
They were getting out of dodge! They were running for their lives!
Sinful, bewildered but oddly unscathed, smiled broadly despite his pallid complexion. The commotion was only making him feel more elated.
“I can feel it! This is the power of the Divine Being! Oh no, this IS the Divine Being!”
“Please awaken! This will be your era! And I shall be your number one servant!”
It seemed his words resonated, as the black fire pillar suddenly swelled from a few meters wide to over ten, shooting straight up to the heavens and causing a ruckus all around.
At last, with a resounding BOOM, everything around was hurled backward, the layers of earth covering the ruins were thrust into the air amidst a massive explosion.
A cloud of dust and rubble fell from above, yet miraculously, nothing collapsed.
Once the fire and dust settled, the chaos cleared to reveal a figure suspended in mid-air.
It bore traits of various beasts—a wolf head, tiger tail, leopard body, bear paws, serpentine eyes, and fox ears, all decked out in a wild mix of fur.
But it stood upright, like an uncanny beast-person hybrid.
It slowly opened its eyes and peered down at Sinful.
Without missing a beat, Sinful dropped to his knees, prostrating himself and declaring, “I am from the Foxmen; I come to welcome you!”
The strange beast-person stared, seemingly baffled by his words.
Yuliya tilted her head.
Didn’t they get it?
Clearing her throat, she switched to Beastman language and repeated her welcome.
Sinful: …
But in an instant, the bizarre creature vanished and reappeared right in front of Yuliya.
Now that bl**d of hers? It looked downright delicious!
It reached out, intending to replicate its earlier success.
But with a loud THWACK, it suddenly found itself launched backward.
Yuliya’s disgusted voice echoed, “Get that gross thing away from me!”
