Chapter 457: Depravitas vs Leviathan Lords (I)
Vlad watched the Draco Leviathan Lord vanishing into the distance, its dark silhouette retreating swiftly across the sky. He did not give chase. Although it was difficult to admit, he was not confident that he could kill it, especially not deep in Leviathan territory, where countless creatures would be waiting at every turn. Instead, Vlad hovered high above the battlefield, his gaze drifting downward to observe the chaotic scene below.
The ground forces were still engaged in a brutal struggle, but from what he could see, the human army was clearly obliterating the Leviathans. There was no immediate need for Vlad to intervene; the soldiers were dominating, driving the last remnants of the swarm into corners where they would find no escape.
He took a deep breath and began to calm his raging energy. The Heart of Wrath that had fueled his combat with the Leviathan Lord was now deactivated, and Vlad focused on circulating his energy through his body to stabilize his condition. At the same time, he sent a message through his A.I. Chip to Ouroboros and Jormungandr, informing them of what had just transpired. The wounds he had received were severe—he did not delude himself about that—but he knew well that as a Sky Seed Depravita, as long as his heart and brain remained intact, all other organs would heal with time.
It took a few minutes for his blood flow to return to normal. His bleeding slowed and then stopped. Of course, there was still extensive damage. Many of his muscles and tendons had snapped during the clash, and his bones had suffered multiple fractures. Nearly every part of his body screamed with pain. However, Vlad was not without options. With a wave of his hand, he took out several healing pills and swallowed them. Almost immediately, a healing energy coursed through him, soothing the worst of his injuries and knitting flesh back together.
"A.I. Chip, fuse the Depravita Aura with the healing energy," Vlad commanded.
The response was immediate and precise. Under the guidance of the A.I. Chip, what remained of Vlad’s Depravita Aura merged with the energy of the healing pills. The result was astonishing. The healing power skyrocketed far beyond what he had expected. Muscles that had been torn apart began restoring themselves almost instantly. Tendons slid back into proper position, and fractured bones fused. Vlad’s eyes widened at the sensation. He had known Depravita Aura could serve as a fuel for many abilities and powers, but he never expected it to so drastically enhance healing as well.
"Amazing!" Vlad murmured, genuinely shocked. Without this accelerated recovery, he would have needed weeks of rest before returning to his peak condition. That was a luxury the Depravita could not afford now that the war neared its final stages. But here he was, recovering strength at a remarkable pace, each breath feeling steadier, each movement causing less pain.
While Vlad remained in the sky to focus on his healing, the battle on the ground carried on. Major General Theodoro and the nineteen Bloodline Soldiers returned their full attention to exterminating the Leviathan forces. The humans, already riding high on victory, pressed their advantage. Dark blood and cracked shells blasted in every direction as the soldiers went on a rampage, cutting through the drones and insect-humanoid hybrids as if they were nothing more than brittle shells waiting to be crushed. Within a short span, the battlefield fell silent; no Leviathan was left alive to challenge them.