Chapter 37: Grand Elder’s Interest
A full ten minutes had passed, yet the red mist inside his body couldn't seem to find what it was looking for. As a result, gradually dissipated until it completely dispersed. Ian could only feel the process helplessly and couldn't really do anything about it either.
"What does this mean? Due to the lack of blood root, I can't increase the purity of my blood even with the help of external means?"
"Then, it seems that the only way for me to become stronger faster is my system. I can also rely on the other path of aging, but it's quite slow..."
Although his strength increases with every body modification, could it be that he would stay a Lesser Vampire for a long time?
Others only need to devour blood and quickly become True or even Higher Vampires. While him? He needs to wait for hundreds of years. Just what kind of shitty talent does this body had that he transmigrate in?
With such a result, Ian began to feel downcast for a moment. He sat on the ground and silently glanced around his hotel room to reframe his mind. The room was quite spacious to have managed to accommodate him. It could fit twenty Colossal Titans just fine, so he didn't need to worry about it being unable to fit him for the time being. As for the furniture? Ian ordered customization that could be comfortably used by someone his size... Once again, he was surprised by the weird technological tree of the Curtained Imperium.
'Now that I think about it. It might not be that unreasonable. After all, there might be a lot of collaborations and trade of technology between the dark races. The technology tree of dark races combined might have resulted in an explosive boost in science and technology progress. Albeit, some haven't fully digested the level of technology, or it's also possible they just didn't have the right or access.'
The werewolves also experience his problem since their size could grow to a terrifying level like his. However, once his body reaches one thousand meters, that would be an entirely different story. No structure or building could fit him. He could only live outside, with nature, if that happened.
With that, Ian's mind calmed down. He looked at the two giant cursed weapons with expectation. His golden eyes lit up with the corner of his lips curled upward.