CHAPTER 213: CHAPTER 189: GAROCE’S GIFT! (4K)_2

Then, the atmosphere once again fell into awkwardness.

Finally, seeing that Garoce couldn’t bring himself to say it, Fulon gently stepped forward and softly said, "Little Lin Ke..."

"My body... I won’t be able to use it anymore, will I?" Lin Ke declared calmly.

Yes, he had been prepared for this from the start.

Whether it was using the [Leader] skill "Fate Sharing" or utilizing the Staff of Annihilation.

When letting the body endure forces far beyond its limits, such consequences are likely to occur.

In the words of his previous life, it would mean all the meridians were severed.

Hearing Lin Ke’s words made Fulon pause, then she smiled and shook her head, "No, it’s not that it can’t be used ever again. You just need to recuperate, and it will take a very long time."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ke let out a long breath of relief.

Originally, Lin Ke, who thought he could never become strong, felt somewhat hopeless. Hearing now that his body could recover, he was much more at ease.

"That’s good then..."

As long as he could recover, it didn’t matter how long it took!

"Little Lin Ke, you’ll probably need many years to recover, and you might not be able to use your power until you come of age... Fortunately, since you’re young, your body’s recovery and growth speed are pretty good. With treatment, you can fully recover."

At this moment, Ove also stepped in to explain to Lin Ke. He stood naturally among the group, clearly his past social phobia had been completely cured.

However, Ove appeared somewhat guilty and apologetic, as he failed to protect Lin Ke as his teacher, even needing Lin Ke to sacrifice himself for the final victory.

Moreover, as his disciple, Lin Ke not only helped him advance to the Starlight level but also to Legendary...

He truly felt remorseful and guilty.

"It’s okay, being alive is already a great fortune... By the way, what exactly happened back then?"

Lin Ke remembered Garoce had returned, but afterward, he fell into a two-year coma and knew nothing about what happened during the battle.

"Let us tell you." Antova said with a smile. Then Garoce picked up Lin Ke and placed him on his bed, while the other professionals were waved away to attend to their own matters.

"The Moon Goddess, do you remember her? Because her plan failed, that old hag was furious and tried to kill you. Luckily, I rushed all the way from the planes to barely make it in time..."

Garoce sat by the bed and began recounting softly, Antova and Fulon occasionally adding on from the side.

Lin Ke lay on the bed, silently listening to everything that happened.

In fact, he knew early on that Azanen could succeed, as there were clues in the mission, and he had completed his mission even before the final war began.

However, the events after he fell into a coma were something he couldn’t maintain his calm demeanor over.

Was Azanen’s bloodline really that great?!

Azanen, originally meaning "Blood Torrent," in the era when Andrew discovered bloodlines and professions, the Human Race’s Grand Marshal Azanen could rally everyone to enhance their bloodline abilities.

It was terrifying.

Now, the Azanen Clan’s control over bloodlines had dissipated, transforming into a bloodline that controlled rushing waters.

This change wasn’t without reason, especially due to the Human Race’s weak position under the Naseng race.

In the early days of the Nasengwan’s nation, the Azanen Clan’s bloodline abilities stood out, with most members possessing bloodlines similar to the Blood Torrent.

Back then, led by Andrew, the [Scholars] needed a large amount of research data to study bloodline traits and, based on these traits, create more professions to derive to the Human Race.

However, blood is usually silent, and what flows in the body is not inherently a bloodline; bloodlines exist in the Soul Space.

Only the Azanen Family’s abilities could slightly influence bloodlines.

Thus, Grand Marshal Azanen waved his hand, and countless brave Azanen clan members threw themselves into bloodline research one after another.

Ultimately, it was discovered that Azanen’s blood was an excellent bloodline catalyst, capable of transforming the Human Race’s bloodlines into something comparable to the Nasengwan Race!

It was one of the darkest times for the Human Race but also the moment before dawn.

The entire Azanen Clan was resolute!

There was no time for slow bloodletting, no time for gradual recuperations.

It was the most critical moment!

The entire Azanen lineage, countless people, directly chose to drain their own blood.

During the blood-letting process, men, women, young, and old, all gritted their teeth and persevered, silently transforming from rosy-cheeked faces to skeletal figures.

Finally, the catalyst was secured.

The Azanen lineage also suffered immense vitality loss, leaving behind only a few with bloodlines lacking any catalytic effect to barely survive.

Then came the research.

In the most critical moments, countless humans, still in their prime, yet without descendants, sacrificed themselves in the experiments.

In the end, in the direst times, Andrew even severed his own legs for the sake of the Human Race, separating his bloodline and spreading it to the warriors.

Because his talent was the strongest.

First his little toe, then it wasn’t enough, so he severed his fingers, still not enough, then severed his feet, then his calves, and finally his thighs...

Lin Ke understood that what Andrew was separating was not his bloodline; it should have been his genes.

Thus, due to the sacrifices of countless heroes, the Human Race finally gave birth to many strong figures.

These strong figures turned the tide, completely separating the Human Race from the Holy Life Alliance and establishing themselves in Nasengwan.

Most heroes also stood and fell in those days, turning into Heroic Spirits lying dormant in the river of time of the Human Race, waiting to be awakened.

The condition for awakening was whenever the Human Race faced another crisis.

Additionally, the twelve families that contributed the most to the Human Race back then were gifted three powerful Human Race Covenants,

This covenant allowed the heroes to awaken or summon the current King of the Gula Kingdom for assistance or judgment.

However, there were only three.

The Azanen Clan was one of the greatest contributors, having used up two of the Covenants, with the last one used by Garoce two years ago.

Yet, even as mighty as the Azanen Clan, using up the three Human Race Covenants, they ultimately couldn’t escape decline.

Or rather, apart from the royal family, most families couldn’t withstand the erosion of time.

In modern times, the Azanen Clan suffered further bloodline loss due to the manipulation, deceit, and schemes of the Moon Goddess, which were used to supply her offspring.

This offspring became the Lady of Tides.

The Azanen Clan’s bloodline was thus further diminished, declining even more than during the time of Grand Marshal Azanen.

When the young and impetuous Garoce learned this from his father, he resolutely embarked on a journey to the Abyss, intending to question the Moon Goddess.

Although he never got to see the Moon Goddess in the end, he managed to cause her considerable trouble through some means.

During his adventures, he accumulated a vast fortune, successfully restoring the Azanen family, almost reduced to a baronial family, back to the status of a Viscount.

After that, he borrowed debts from the Deep Blue Duke, entered the planes, and was ultimately trapped there by the Moon Goddess.

...

After listening to Garoce’s account, Lin Ke let out a long breath, feeling as if his mind, which had been in a two-year slumber, was fatigued once more.

Knowing this information wasn’t exhausting; what was exhausting was contemplating the troubles these matters would bring to Azanen.

"So, who knows about Azanen’s situation and the clan’s contributions from back then?"

Lin Ke asked, a bit troubled.

"Rest assured, kid. Only those who are powerful know," Garoce laughed heartily, "Besides... with Ove around, who should I be afraid of? I’m not afraid of anyone, hahahaha..."

Why did it feel like his old man was somewhat reckless...

Lin Ke pondered to himself.

At this moment, Garoce stroked his two small mustaches proudly, "Also, Little Lin Ke, I’ve prepared a gift for you."

"A gift?" Lin Ke felt a slight stir of expectation within him, an indescribable feeling, perhaps akin to a child yearning for his father’s love?

Having been ensnared in Antova and Fulon’s schemes since childhood, always in precarious circumstances, Lin Ke actually longed for someone to care for him.

This longing also turned into resentment over time, but fortunately, he had the rationality to suppress it.

And now, a gift?