Infinite Professions

Chapter 304 - 163: The Final Fall

Certainly! Here’s the translated text:

The dust has settled, life triumphs over defeat and death.

The cause of victory or defeat needs no further words.

The strong cannot surpass the strong, the swift cannot surpass the swift.

Thus...

Neither dead yet dying, neither destroyed yet extinguished.

The victor stands with folded hands, says nothing more, only casts a cold glance deep into the Blood Nest.

At the same moment, the Blood Nest responds, echoing with a tremendous tremor.

"Boom!"

The nest trembles, the net twitches, countless bloody evil lights converge towards the center.

In an instant, the center of the Blood Nest is ablaze with evil light, and the colossal cocoon has become transparent, revealing a figure inside, curled up like a fetus, drawing upon endless evil power through the web of blood threads, preparing for the final ascension.

It is precisely the Son of the Blood God!

Though undergoing metamorphosis within the cocoon, he is not entirely ignorant of the outside world.

The blood and flesh essence of the deceased Evil God’s Apostles have been absorbed as sacrificial nourishment by the Demon Saber Dao Sword and Five Demon-locking Swords, yet the evil power bestowed by God escapes and merges into the blood web, delivering it to the Son of God.

Thus, even with the death of several apostles, he senses it but chooses not to respond.

Just a few Tier Eight Apostles, how could they compare to the importance of his transformation?

But now, all apostles are dead, nobody protects his transformation, and formidable enemies are closing in, forcing him to act.

"Boom!"

The Blood Nest trembles fiercely, the blood web contracts, gathering all evil power towards the cocoon.

Simultaneously, outside the Blood Nest, within the city.

"This..."

"What’s happening?"

"Is the Divine Son about to be born?"

"No, the ritual is incomplete, the sacrifice insufficient, how can the Divine Son be born?"

"This is... Ah!!!"

Cries of doubt turn to screams of horror, the evil god cultists and the Evil God’s Favored Race in battle suddenly face a terrifying mutation.

"Roar!!!"

One after another, the Evil God’s Favored Race let out mournful roars, their internal evil power losing control and bursting forth, transforming into crimson blood rivers that flow towards the Blood Nest like hundreds of rivers into the sea.

"Boom!!!"

At the same time, a thunderous boom shakes the ground at the Special Bureau Headquarters, the tightly sealed base doors explode, and several High-tier Professionals leap out, taken aback by the sight.

"What’s happening?"

"It’s the Son of the Blood God!"

"He’s forcibly extracting divine power from the cultists and the Favored Race!"

"Not even sparing his own kind, has he gone mad?"

"No, Tianbei City hasn’t been fully conquered; even if he wishes to consume everything, he shouldn’t act now!"

"Could it be..."

Everyone’s words are filled with doubt, suddenly grasping the key point.

A spectral form appears, it is the Mechanical Spirit of Governor Yunlan Tang Qian.

The Mechanical Spirit, originally without substance, now appears extremely faint, as though even a gentle breeze could dissipate it, yet it persists in speaking to everyone: "Someone has slain the Profound Yin Envoy, posing a threat to the metamorphosing Son of the Blood God, prompting him to forcibly extract divine power, preparing for premature birth."

"Who could be so powerful?"

"Is there such strength in Tianbei City?"

Hearing this, everyone is filled with shock.

Tang Qian offers no further explanation: "No matter who it is, the urgent task now is to stop the birth of the Son of the Blood God. We must not let him succeed. Go quickly!"

"Yes!"

As they hear this, they are awakened to action, immediately soaring into the sky, heading for the Blood Nest.

The faint Tang Qian also retreats into the earth once again.

Just having broken through the portal blockade of the Special Bureau, he expended immense power, leaving the Mechanical Spirit exhausted.

Even so, he cannot rest, still needing to exert his last strength to control the Mechanical Giant City to prevent members of the Ten Thousand Gates Sect from seizing control.

As everyone moves, the cultist cries of anguish turn chaotic, reaching collapse.

They witness apostles transforming grotesquely, collapsing in agony, becoming monstrous twisted entities, their aura surging to Tier Eight.

Although all receive divine power, there is still a distinction between the Evil God’s Apostles and the Favored Race.

The Favored Race mostly lacks intelligence, being the result of evil power’s mutation of life, relying solely on evil power for growth.

This makes them nearly defenseless against their source and those of higher standing, thus the first moment the Blood God Son extracts divine power, the evil power within them bursts forth.

For the cultists, however, the situation is different; though they also receive evil power, they conduct individual cultivation and possess consciousness, some even being Evil Professionals, affording them a degree of control over the evil power within.

Thus, they held out for a time, not instantly succumbing.

But it was only for a time!

The terrifying nature of the evil power is once again revealed; even the Tier Seven Apostles couldn’t hold out long, soon their internal evil power consumed their minds, their bodies transforming uncontrollably into abominations.

"Roar!!!"

"Hiss!!!"

"Wail!!!"

Immediately, eerie sounds echo as distorted embodiments of horror rush frantically towards the Blood Nest.

This is instinct, the instinct fostered by the Evil God’s power.

In no time, as rivers flow to the sea, the cultists and Favored Race scattered throughout the city charge towards the Blood Nest by various means.

To make a last stand, to fight to the death!

Within the Blood Nest, the Son of the Blood God also takes the initiative, before Shen Hex can catch his breath from a powerful move, threads formed of evil power lash out like tendrils and roots, striking at him.

"A trapped beast still fights!"

Shen Hex remains unaffected, Demon Saber Dao Sword merges with his body, True Yuan rushed with intensity, daring to deploy a decisive technique once more.