Chapter 755: Showing off his Bloodline Suppression ability
"I am a secret member of the Black Lotus Guild. I have a task for you," Max’s voice rang out, clear and calm, like a blade slipping beneath armor, carried on a silent thread of voice transmission that slithered past the roaring din of battle.
Even as he spoke, his body moved in a blur, scales shimmering with flashes of golden light as he evaded a claw strike from the howling Ascendant lunging toward him.
Karl looked back at Max suspiciously. Karl was the name of the expert from the Black Lotus guild.
Seeing that, a deadly glint shone in Max’s eyes as he subtly activated the unique aura of his Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline, sending a ripple of dark, oppressive power coiling outward from his core. He held it in tight control, enough that it wouldn’t hinder his combat effectiveness, but just potent enough to reach the man battling beside him.
Karl, the Black Lotus Guild member, felt it immediately. A sudden weight slammed into his chest as though an invisible hand was gripping his heart and squeezing. His breath hitched, his black flames flickering erratically as he staggered a step, eyes going wide as he twisted his neck to stare at Max.
His entire figure trembled under the invisible pressure, sweat springing across his brow as black flames sputtered around his fists. And the most terrifying part—this monstrous pressure, this suffocating force that made the marrow in his bones quake—was coming from a mere First Level Master Rank genius.
"How... how can I believe you?" Karl rasped out, his voice laced with disbelief and barely suppressed panic as he blocked a brutal swipe from the Ascendant he was locked in battle with. His blade clanged against void-hardened claws, sparks flying in brilliant arcs as the force of the blow pushed him back a step.
Max didn’t even look at him directly, eyes locked on the Ascendant before him as his sword flickered in rapid arcs, deflecting a barrage of lethal strikes.
"Can’t you feel your bloodline being suppressed?" he transmitted coolly, his tone as sharp and precise as a knife’s edge. "My Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline is a source-grade bloodline. It can naturally suppress yours." His voice turned grave. "With enough suppression, I can make it so you will completely lose your bloodline power."
As if to demonstrate his point, Max’s eyes glinted dangerously for an instant, and then he unleashed a surge of his bloodline power. For the barest fraction of a heartbeat, a crushing wave of darkness exploded outward from him, coiling around Karl like a giant serpent made of pure, inky blackness.
Bang!
Karl staggered violently as his flames vanished in a single sputter, extinguished as though snuffed out by a divine hand. His connection to his bloodline—the very power he relied on for both offense and defense—was suddenly gone, severed like a puppet’s strings.